<< Wufei turned at the noise of labored breaths and heavy steps. There was a girl, she stumbled as her unfocused grey eye's watched him, she stopped, looking, her balance wavering... Wufei rushed to her, the entire left side of the girls face was smeared with blood and she cluthed at it weakly. She was soaked with that salty sticky substance, if the she fell the force of it might very well kill her. He was only a few feet away, the other pilots watching him, the girl fell and he opened his arms, catching her. His blue tank and white slacks soaked with her blood on contact. Quatre ran up next to him.

"Oh god..." The blond murmured coving his mouth with his hand as he watched Wufei sink to the ground, the bloody girl in his arms.

"How the HELL is she still alive!" Duo ranted looking at the girl in confusion. "She can't have any blood left..."

Heero nelt by Wufei, taking the girls wrist in his hand, "Her pulse is weak..." He said, his monatone and calm reaction to this bloody dying girl caused anger to flower in Wufeis chest.

"We need to treat her..." Trowa said softly.

"But how... no one else is... uh... there is not a hospital for miles...not one with any living docters anyway..." Duo whispered, his voice hurt... they had made a mistake and been driven into this town... so many dead.

"That doesn't matter... we will just have to do it..." Wufei hissed tossing a glare at Heero, daring him to say that they should just let her die. Unconciously he brushed at the girls blood dyed bangs.

"My god her face!" Quatre took a step back, the girls face, her beauty shone threw the blood on the right side but the left side, a huge gash ran from hair to jaw, over her eye... her eye would have to heal shut... Quatre tremble... such a spoiled beauty the girl would be.

Wufei clutched the girl closer to him... she was alive... she had been so strong... the mear beauty of her will to live, how she reached them against all odds blinded him to the truth. The odds of her living where not to good.

Heero stood and clinched his fists, he glared down at the girls face, a wave of emotion came over him, he could not let her die.

Trowa raised an eyebrow... this girl looked falimar... some how, despight the matted hair and sliced face, blood smeared she had a look... what was so familar? "If we are going to save her we have to work quikly..."