I made my way down the hallway towards the room Miss Po has been staying in recently. Since, Trowa found Wufei's tattered body the night before. I need to let her know what just happened.
"Sally!" I yell as loud as I can. I can feel each precious moment dwindle away.
A light brown hair woman appears at the end of the hall, running in my direction. Her facial features are serious and focused.
"What happened?" she asks me as we head back towards Wufei's room. Still caught in a rush.
"Heart stopped working," I managed to get out. She gave me a slight nod as she slows down and makes her way to my friend's side to begin work. I follow after her through the door.
She quickly goes through procedures to determine the Chinese boy's status. She looks at me with sad golden eyes and shakes her head. "Wufei's gone," with that she stepped outside the room.
The news itself hits me like a load of bricks, even though I already knew. Just hearing the words intensified the affect. I feel my throat tighten up as a wave of grief washes over me. Guilt soon follows afterwards. I guess the possibility of reviving him is no longer an option.
I look at the still form in front of me. Wufei's hair had slowly begun to fall out of its ponytail, leaving the ebony strands to fall on his now peaceful face. Thoughts of my other comrades came into my mind. I contacted Duo and Heero 3 hours ago; they should have been here by now.
I hear a door slam from down stairs. I make no attempt to leave Wufei's side. I don't think I can.
"Well, this is a great way together again," I hear Duo's comment. "Hey Quatre, where are ya?"
"Up here," I respond. I'm afraid I didn't say that loud enough. To my ears my voice is barely above a whisper. Apparently, they hear me because soon after I hear two sets of steps coming from the hall. I walk towards the doorway to greet my other friends.
"Hey Quat, it has been a long time," the braided boy speaks.
"Yes," I mutter, "I'm sorry I called you here under such circumstances."
"What has occurred?" Heero questions me.
"Trowa recovered Wufei," I answered. "He was in critical condition, Sally is not sure what happened. Unfortunately, he past away a few moments ago," I say as I fight to keep my composure.
"Wufei, dead?" Duo says flabbergasted, "I just saw him walk into the bathroom."
I became lost and I face Heero to see if he did as well. His only reaction is the widening of his eyes. Possibly surprise?
"Duo, stop playing around. This is a serious matter."
"I'm not," Duo defends, "I seriously saw him walk into the bathroom as we passed by. I thought you saw him."
He shakes his head then focuses his attention on me, "Was that the room Wufei was being kept in?" Heero referred to the machines surrounding the bed.
"Yes, why do you ask?" I respond nervously. His point is unclear to me.
"Well," Duo starts out.
"He's gone now," Heero finishes.
"Sally!" I yell as loud as I can. I can feel each precious moment dwindle away.
A light brown hair woman appears at the end of the hall, running in my direction. Her facial features are serious and focused.
"What happened?" she asks me as we head back towards Wufei's room. Still caught in a rush.
"Heart stopped working," I managed to get out. She gave me a slight nod as she slows down and makes her way to my friend's side to begin work. I follow after her through the door.
She quickly goes through procedures to determine the Chinese boy's status. She looks at me with sad golden eyes and shakes her head. "Wufei's gone," with that she stepped outside the room.
The news itself hits me like a load of bricks, even though I already knew. Just hearing the words intensified the affect. I feel my throat tighten up as a wave of grief washes over me. Guilt soon follows afterwards. I guess the possibility of reviving him is no longer an option.
I look at the still form in front of me. Wufei's hair had slowly begun to fall out of its ponytail, leaving the ebony strands to fall on his now peaceful face. Thoughts of my other comrades came into my mind. I contacted Duo and Heero 3 hours ago; they should have been here by now.
I hear a door slam from down stairs. I make no attempt to leave Wufei's side. I don't think I can.
"Well, this is a great way together again," I hear Duo's comment. "Hey Quatre, where are ya?"
"Up here," I respond. I'm afraid I didn't say that loud enough. To my ears my voice is barely above a whisper. Apparently, they hear me because soon after I hear two sets of steps coming from the hall. I walk towards the doorway to greet my other friends.
"Hey Quat, it has been a long time," the braided boy speaks.
"Yes," I mutter, "I'm sorry I called you here under such circumstances."
"What has occurred?" Heero questions me.
"Trowa recovered Wufei," I answered. "He was in critical condition, Sally is not sure what happened. Unfortunately, he past away a few moments ago," I say as I fight to keep my composure.
"Wufei, dead?" Duo says flabbergasted, "I just saw him walk into the bathroom."
I became lost and I face Heero to see if he did as well. His only reaction is the widening of his eyes. Possibly surprise?
"Duo, stop playing around. This is a serious matter."
"I'm not," Duo defends, "I seriously saw him walk into the bathroom as we passed by. I thought you saw him."
He shakes his head then focuses his attention on me, "Was that the room Wufei was being kept in?" Heero referred to the machines surrounding the bed.
"Yes, why do you ask?" I respond nervously. His point is unclear to me.
"Well," Duo starts out.
"He's gone now," Heero finishes.