Chapter One – One last Bullet

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Updates come regularly, about every 3 days

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This is my second ever fan fic, so be kind...

I don't own Wild arms 3 or anything related to it

One Last bullet to the one last monster sent it stone dead on the ground. Jet stood back, admiring his work. He paused for a second. He couldn't hear Virginia. He frowned "Let's go, then" no reply. He turned round, "Virginia?" Virginia didn't' reply because she was laying on the ground, crimson droplets of blood dripping out the wounds on her face.

Virginia was dreaming. She was dreaming that she was dieing. Her father was there, watching. But he didn't come to save her. He walked away. No one came to save her.

Jet bent down next to Virginia. He watched her chest rise and fall slightly as she breathed. She was still alive. He wasn't sure wasn't sure what to do. He looked around. No sign of life. He gently slid his hands underneath her and pulled her upwards. He strained under the weight, but he managed to carry her. He turned in the way that he thought was the exit and began to walk.

Jet had always felt cold. Even on the hottest days, he felt cold. It wasn't a nice feeling, but he had gotten used to it. He had hated everyone and everything. But now, as he carried Virginia, half dead, in his hands, he felt warm. The warmth glowed inside him and crept across his skin, burning his face. It was a nice feeling. He smiled slightly.

Jet looked down at Virginia. The consistent color of her pasty white skin was broken by bright red spots of blood. He had always thought of her as so strong, but now she looked so weak. He felt like he wanted to protect her.

He had always been Jealous of Virginia. She always seemed so strong so... happy. He didn't find it fair that she could always feel so happy, when he felt so sad. But lately, he had seen past this. Her father, for what ever reason had left her. Her mother had died. She had no real family. She felt like she had to smile and try her best to help everyone, but she often failed. She was hurting too. He almost felt sorry for her. At least he didn't have to pretend he cared about everyone. "Don't worry I'll get you out of here" He whispered it so quietly so that even if she was awake, she couldn't of heard it. It was more of a promise to himself then it was to her.

Jet wondered how far the exit was. He saw the shadow of monsters in the distance. He began to panic. He couldn't fight while he was carrying Virginia. The thought crossed his mind that he could just leave her here and run. It seemed like something he would have used to do. But he couldn't do that now. Not to Virginia at least. He pressed her against his chest, and began to run as fast as he could.

A monster leaped at Jet. Biting his leg. He shook it off and ran ahead. He could see the exit.

Another two monsters jumped at him. They clung to him, teeth embedded in his skin. He tried his best to shake them off. He couldn't get them off. But as they saw the light at the exit, they dropped off and slunk back into the shadows.

Jet climbed up the stairs and collapsed on the ground outside.

(I'm not really sure where this is heading. It will be updated as soon as I think of a reason why Jet and Virginia were in a ruin on there own. If you have any ideas, post them in the review bit. I'll probably use them)