Chapter Eight

TV screens flickered, cracked and broken in the failing street lights of the abandoned city. Sen stood in disarray, staring in mortification at the destruction around her. Buildings were either completely destroyed and laid in massive piles of rubble, or they were badly damaged and leant on slats or just reached to the skies, looking dark an imposing in the shadows of the night. Kyrie suddenly yelled, her voice echoing in the empty and desolate streets.

"Damn it! Where is everyone?!"

Sen frowned and pulled her pants up as she sat down on a large chunk of cement from a nearby collapsed building.

"Seru…" She muttered, regretting it instantly as Kyrie turned on her.

"He did this didn't he?! Aggravating annoying bastard!" She roared, her insults bouncing around the eerily silent city. Sen sighed and hugged her jacket to herself.

"No Kyrie, he didn't do this initially. He frightened the people and they ran in a confusion unlike any other. They took what they could, destroying their own city in the process. He didn't destroy the city. The people did." Kyrie snarled and folded her arms across her chest.

"Idiots."

Sen watched for a moment a slight smile on her face as she realized at that exact moment, in the position that Kyrie was in, she looked like Cell. Arms folded across his chest, head lowered slightly, legs apart and back turned…

It only lasted for a moment before Kyrie let her arms fall and she stared up at the sky.

"Let's go. Were not going to find anything here." Sen nodded and stood up, brushing the dust off her sky blue silk pants and following her closest friend towards the hover car that had been parked a few hundred meters away, just before a giant collapsed building's rubble had blocked the path.

Within minutes the two were heading back towards the mansion, sitting in silence. Kyrie looked disgruntled and annoyed, and above all, angry. Sen frowned, never seeing Kyrie this upset. She knew, that what ever had happened in the forest earlier that day, had upset them both to a point where they parted ways permanently, but she knew, deep down inside that Kyrie was upset because she had finally begun to like Cell.

"You know, it's looking a little overcast tonight." Sen stated, trying t start a conversation. Kyrie spared a moment's glance at the sky half heartedly before returning to the road, grunting in reply.

"I hope it's not raining at Seru's arena…" Kyrie glared daggers at Sen for a moment before returning to the dark road in front of her. Sen frowned and her temper cracked.

"I don't know what happened between you two, but your being a downright selfish cow right now!" Kyrie smiled slightly at this and turned on her best friend with an arched eyebrow.

"He came from the future Sen." She said calmly, her mood seeming to decapitate.

"That's why you're upset? Because Seru came from the future?" Sen asked a little disbelieving.

"No, I'm upset because he had a girlfriend in the future, which just happened to be the futuristic version of me." Sen stared for a moment in disbelief and amazement.

"Really?" Kyrie nodded.

Sen sat back in the seat in silence, thinking.

"I don't see why that would make you so upset…"

"He thinks I'll just fall at his feet and everything will be like it was in his future."

"So, he misses her." Kyrie's voice suddenly fell into a tense tone as she looked at her best friend.

"I'm not her. I never will be her. She had a different environment, different beliefs… I am me, a different person." Sen nodded slowly.

"I think I finally understand. But all that in consideration, I miss Seru. I want to see what he thinks of my picture that I drew of him." Kyrie grinned and shook her head.

"You're hopeless." Sen grinned sheepishly back. Suddenly, the headlights reflected back a lumped rock in the middle of the road, and Kyrie slammed the brakes on, the car spinning to the side, and crashing into a tree, totaling the car instantly.

Kyrie groaned heavily and winced at the pain from her leg. She cursed herself and slowly pulled herself out from the wreck of the car that was wrapped around a thick trunk tree.

"Damn it! Sen?" Kyrie suddenly panicked, realizing that Sen wasn't in the car. She stared around frantically, but sighed relief when Sen appeared from behind her, perfectly unharmed.

"I'm Ok, what about you?"

"I think I've broken my leg." Kyrie replied. Sen moved around besides Kyrie, and helped her slowly edge her way out of the car wreck. Kyrie groaned loudly and leaned against the tree trunk, taking all her weight off her leg. Just by the way it lay limp and the way it was in excruciating agony, she could tell that it was broken, in at least two spots.

"Bugger!" She exclaimed. Sen helped her sit down and get comfortable.

"That isn't a rock…" Sen suddenly stated as she glanced at the road behind her. The rock was sitting in the failing headlights.

"It's a person!" Kyrie exclaimed following Sen's gaze. Sure enough it was a person, sprawled on the road, wearing a dark grey shirt, which had caused them to believe it was a rock.

Sen edged her way to the body, realizing that he was dead and had been for a while.

"Looks like he was dropped from a plane or hovercraft or something…" Sen said, hiding her mouth behind her hands in an attempt not to throw up. "At least a day ago at that…" The smell was fetish and rank and the corpse had small bugs on it. Sen quickly turned away and returned to Kyrie.

"What do we do? We have to get you to a hospital…"

"Like any hospital is going to be open, let alone take in someone with a broken leg. There are too many worse things going on Sen…"

"Then what should I do?!" Sen's voice was hysteric and tears were pricking her eyes. Kyrie took a deep breathe, trying to show perseverance, although it was difficult.

"Go back to the mansion, and pick up another car. It's not far from here. Drive slowly to avoid any accidents. I was going stupidly, to fast. Come back here, and we will go back home. There are some medical kits at home we can use and everything will be Ok. Alright?" Sen nodded furiously and dove at Kyrie, hugging her tightly.

"Alright…" Sen let Kyrie go and stood back a bit, staring. Kyrie stared back and smiled.

"I will be Ok Sen, just go get the car." Sen nodded and turned, sighing quickly.

"Times like this, I wish Seru was here… He's good at fixing things up." Kyrie snarled and Sen took off, running and disappearing into the dark.

Kyrie sighed and hung her head, knowing it would be a few hours until Sen returned. She tried hard to block out the pain from her mangled leg, but only succeeded in making herself feel drowsy and dazed. Without realizing she fell asleep her head lolling to one side.

"You got yourself in trouble again." Cell said. Kyrie groaned loudly and tried to move her head to look up but her neck screamed, aching badly from the way she had been sleeping. She groaned instead, feeling miserable. She was still dazed and felt sick to top it off.

"Se… ru?" She called slowly. She felt a warm hand touch her leg and she screamed suddenly, her eyes opening wide, the bright morning light blinding her. Sen's blood eyes stared back at hers.

"Sorry!" She pleaded, then added. "Why did you call Seru?" Kyrie gritted her teeth, deciding she was in too much pain to answer. Sen suddenly groaned loudly.

"You're leg is going shades of blue and green Kyrie, I think it's infected!"

"Badly at that…" Kyrie replied, knowing that wasn't a good thing.

"We have to hurry! What will we do about the infection? It's internal!"

"We'll deal with that when we get home…" Kyrie's speech was slurred and she felt like her stomach was tying it'self in knots.

"Kyrie…" Sen's voice seemed to drift off and Kyrie fell slumped against the tree again.

"No, Kyrie!" Sen yelled, slapping her best friend in the face gently to try and wake her. Kyrie remained unconscious and Sen began to cry, slapping her harder, calling her name.

"No! Kyrie!" Sen collapsed on her best friend crying hard.

"She's not dead." Cell said, landing smoothly behind Sen. Sen leaped from fright and fear, stared at Cell for a moment, then threw herself at him, crying on his chest plate.

"Help her!" She cried. Cell simply picked Sen up from under the arms, feeling uncomfortable from having her so close.

"She will be alright Sen." Cell said half heartedly in a sort of assurance. He placed her on the ground out of the way and walked towards Kyrie, frowning at the pitiful state she was in. He scooped her up and turned to Sen.

"Quickly drive back to the mansion. I may need your hands." Cell demanded. Sen nodded and leapt into the Excel and started the ignition, taking off with a squeal and disappearing over the hill.

Cell Stared down at Kyrie for a moment a frown on his face. His wings opened and he was gone in an instant, back at the mansion in 20 seconds, Sen arriving 40 minutes later, ran inside and up the stairs. Kyrie was laying on the bed, her shirt removed and her leg bandaged and cast. Medical kits lay open all around Cell on the floor as he examined his work.

"She needs lots of rest, and she needs some medicine to battle the infection."

"But where do we get that?!" Sen asked, panting as she leant on the door.

"I'll be back in a moment." Cell replied. "Keep her comfortable. If she wakes, make her drink some water." He replied. Sen nodded furiously and knelt next to the bed, staring intently at Kyrie, as if she was some amazing masterpiece of sculpture.

Cell returned an hour later and Sen hadn't moved. She smiled weakly at Cell and he stared back before placing a bottle of pills on the dressing table besides Kyrie's bed.

"Where did you get those?" Sen asked. Cell stared at Sen unnerving her slightly.

"The hospital was abandoned. Most of the pills were gone anyway. I didn't think they would overly care if I borrowed these. Now, I'll deal with Kyrie. You've been awake all night, now go to bed." Cell said. The intent and focused look on his face frightened Sen slightly so she nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her. Cell turned on Kyrie and stared for a moment, before he closed his eyes and folded his arms across his chest.