Rick slammed the front door, making the house shake a little after having a horrible morning at school. Something that should have been one of his greatest achievements, turned out to be his worse. "Mom...dad," he called out. No one answered.

He had fire in his eyes; he decided that he was no longer going to take the abuse from his fellow peers. They had to learn that he was not their little toy to toil with, that actions had consequences.

Rick walked over to his dad's cabinet in his office, opening it slowly he brought out a wooden box. He picked the lock to the wooden. There before him was a handgun, he slowly picked it up; his eyes began to grow he caressed every inch of it. "You all will pay for what you have done to me," he said with a great deal anger.

He glanced around the room, making sure his parents were anywhere around. He put the gun in his backpack, grabbed the box of bullets, and quietly put the rest of the stuff back in the cabinet, so that his parents wouldn't notice that anything had been touched.

That afternoon Emma staggered through the halls heading to the bathroom during 5th block, thinking about earlier. How could she have given him the benefit of the doubt? She should have listened to Paige, and the rest. She could still feel his grip on her arm, the way it was so tight, and how it got tighter when she tried to remove it. The thought made a chill go down her back. She felt so violated. She had an eerie feel in the pit of her stomach like there was something bad was going to happen. She heard someone yelling, but she couldn't quite figure out what they were saying, when she came around the corner she ran into Rick smack on.

"Oh just one of the people I wanted to see," grabbing a hold of her arm.

"Let me go," she screamed, trying to wriggle her arm out of his grip.

Letting her arm go, "I can't believe you, being nice to me because you felt sorry for me. Do you know how that makes me FEEL?"

He waited for a response, but she was too afraid to speak. She didn't know what he was capable of. He pulled out the gun from his bag, pointed it in her face.

"What are you doing?" she began to quiver, slowly backing away from him.

He notices her moving, "Don't move anywhere," he yelled.

"Rick calm down, you don't know what you're doing," she stuttered.

"That's where you're wrong; I know exactly what I'm doing." You could see it in his eyes that he had lost it.

"What will this accomplish?"

"Everyone will know that they shouldn't torment others without there being a price to pay," drawing closer to her again.

Craig was strolling down the east hall; he was coming in a little late since he didn't want to stay home with Joey. It had been torture living with him since he had found out he had to sell his house. Sick or not, he couldn't stand another day with him. The closer he got to his locker, the louder the voices got, it sounded like yelling. He stopped for a second to listen in; he didn't want to get in the middle of it.

"What are you going to shoot everyone who did you wrong?" Emma snapped a bold move on her behalf.

"Exactly, I have put up with this abuse for way.... to long."

Craig couldn't believe his ears, what was he to do? That was one of his friends in there, and he would be dammed if he were going to let her get hurt. This was Mr. Simpson's stepdaughter, a girl who reunited him with his sister; she was always there even if they hadn't talked in a while. He walked up besides her, he was about to say something.

Pointing the gun at Craig, "Get lost, this doesn't concern you," Rick sneered.

Putting up his hands, "Whoa man, you don't want to hurt anyone," motioning his head for Emma to make her get away.

"Why not, they've hurt me enough. They even went so far into hurting Toby for being my friend. Do you think that's right?"

"No, but..."

Noticing that Emma was getting away, "I told you not to move," he screamed, pointed his gun back at her, "Now you must be punished," as he went to pull the trigger Craig got into Rick's way getting shot in the shoulder himself.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh," Craig howled. Blood dripped down his shirt as the bullet went through the surface of his skin. The impact caused him fall to the floor.

Emma looked back when she heard the sound of the gunshot and the sound of Craig shrieking, she turned around to see Craig fall to the ground. Rick came towards her. As she began to run again, he shot the gun again. This time he got the right target right in the leg, she tried dragging her leg so that she could get away, but the pain grew greater and unbearable, she had to stop.

Rick had gotten closer to her but just ran passed her, she knew others were in a whole lot of trouble. She wondered how Craig was doing, was he okay?

"Help!" she screamed hoping that someone would hear her, and come running.

Kids that had heard the sounds of the shot started fleeing the school with screams. Well others hid under their desks. No one ever thought that this could happen at their school. Kids prayed that they wouldn't be the shooters next prey. Some students didn't even know what happen, just that they had to stay in class.

Emma had no one come her way, it was up to her to help Craig even if that meant crawling on her hands and knees dragging her leg. There was no way she was going to let Craig die; he had saved her. Blood was smeared along the floor leading in the direction Emma headed.

Jimmy was running to find his Hazel, making sure that she got out all right. He didn't even have to ask who the killer was, after what happened today, he was sure that it was Rick. He felt a pinch in his back, at first it felt like a bee sting, but then the pain started to increase. He couldn't move any farther, his legs began to weaken, eventually giving out.

Coming up to Jimmy, so that he could see his face, "You thought you could pretend to like me so that I could trust you. And then you and your punk friends pull the ultimate trick on me in front of the whole town. Well you didn't fool me one bit," he said with so much hatred.

"It wasn't like that; I wasn't part of that trick. I told you I was getting tired of it," he tried to explain faintly.

"You're a LIAR!" he screamed out. "And you're now paying for your crimes," as he saw the blood gush out he gave out a little laugh. He left Jimmy there to fend of himself, to feel the pain that Rick had to endure these last few weeks. He was having a hard time trying to keep himself awake.

"Craig," Emma softly yelled. Everything was going a little blurry from the pain; she couldn't remember exactly where she had left Craig. It may take her a while but she would eventually get there, she might be his only hope.

Spinner quickly came around the corner of the upper hallway, to see a body lying there face down. There was blood dripping on the ground from his back. He slid right beside the body, only to find out that it was his best friend. His eyes grew with terror; he shook his head in disbelief.

"Ji...Ji...Jimmy, what happened?"

"Rick shot me... thinking I... had a part.... in today," having a hard time breathing.

"This is my entire fault," he cried, "I only wanted to get rid of him. I'm so...sorry!"

"Find...the...girls!" he said with his last breath.

"I will," not realizing that Jimmy had just died. He ran down the halls, hollering their names.

Sean saw a trail of blood on the ground and started to follow it. He hoped that it wasn't his Ellie. The trail led him to Emma leaning over Craig's body, mumbling something he couldn't really hear.

"Craig, I can't believe that you risked your life for me."

Putting his hand on her cheek with the last bit of strength he had, "I would do anything for an Angel like you."

Her tears soaked into his shirt.

"Are you guys all right," Sean asked not seeing how bad Craig was bleeding.

Emma turned around, "No, Craig needs help..."

Sean moved a little to see the great amount of blood around Craig. His eyes grew with terror.

"I'll be fine, but I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to keep him awake. He losing so much blood," she said gripping his hand.

"I'll go see if we could get the paramedics in here," heading toward the nearest exit in a rush. His mind was filled was so many questions. However, right now wasn't time fro answers his friend needed help.

"Who do we have here?" Rick joyfully said as he walked by one of the open classrooms, noticing someone in one.

"What do you want?" Manny scowled, before turning around to see the gun in his hands.

"I know you're sweet on Gavin, that you guys are going put as of today, wouldn't he just love to see you suffer."

"What are you going to do?" she cried.

"I'm thinking of killing you right in front of him, so he can watch the pain in your eyes as he watches you die. Then he will have to live with the fact that he hurt so many people, and many even lost their lives"

Manny went to run to the other door in the class, but he grabbed her wrist gripping it so hard it started to leave bruise. She whimpered as it began to hurt. Was this really going to be her last hour, she thought.

"Now let's go find him," but she wouldn't move, so he kicked her a little in the leg.

Spinner ran down the halls, and yet he hadn't come across any of the girls yet. What if Rick already had them? Rick came around the corner, but he wasn't alone. Spin didn't want to make any sudden moves that might affect both their lives.

Pointing the gun at Spin, and then back at Manny, "Oh look Spin; it's not nice to be bullied is it? Well there's a price to play for everything." Pointing the gun at Manny's head, "Say good-bye to you little girlfriend."

"STOP, Don't do this. She has nothing to do with what I did to you. Please let her go," he pleaded.

"Just like Toby had nothing to do with what happened to Terri, yet you still hurt him anyway. Sorry but it just doesn't work the way you want it to."

Spinner darted towards Rick to try to grab the gun, but before he could, Rick pushed the trigger, firing the gun, blood splattered on both of them, and on the window. Manny didn't even make a noise. Her head immediately dropped, Rick then pushed her lifeless body at Spinner, and he caught her in his arms, while Rick went running towards the stairs.

Gavin looked at her beautiful face that only earlier today had a great big smile upon it. There was a heartbreaking look on Spinner's face; this had to end now before anyone else got hurt. What had he done, his friends were hurt all because of him. I deserve to be the one dead not Manny she was so full of life, she had nothing to do with any of this. It just wasn't fair.

Spinner grew very edgy, he gently put Manny down before chasing after Rick; he wasn't going to get away with this. He easily caught up with Rick, and jumped on his back, causing them to fall down his stairs. The gun went flying across the floor. Spin got on Rick and began to punch at his face, when two police came through the doors slowly creeping around, making sure that no one was shooting when they saw the two boys.

They tore the two teens apart, "Which one is shooter?"

"This guy," Spin said with a fury, glaring at him.

They pushed Rick into a locker, and cuffed him. Into the radio one of the police officers spoke, "We have him, send in the paramedics."

They brought in ten paramedics because they didn't know how many victims they had. Sean came running down the halls yelling, "I need help."

"How many down?" one of the paramedics asked him.

"There's two that I know of on the upper floor. One's hurt pretty badly."

"Show us where?"

Sean led two of them through the halls to the quickest way to reach them. When they got there Craig was unconscious, and Emma was lying right beside him, still gripping his hand.

"Miss, you need to give us space work on him."

Before moving, "Craig keep fighting, remember you're my hero," then she kissed him his cold lips.

The paramedic's brought out Craig out of Degrassi on a stretcher with an oxygen mask on his face he looked so pale, he had no color left to his lips. There was a crowd of parents and news crews standing, waiting to see who was hurt. Caitlin was with her news crew, when Craig passed by her, her stomach dropped.

"Oh my God," she whispered. "How am I going to tell Joey?" tears formed in her eyes. She didn't think she could do this story anymore it had become too personal. She had to sit down; she couldn't feel her feet any longer.

Snake came down the halls to see them bringing Emma through them, he ran right to her side. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I only got shot in the leg, not like...Craig," tears began to form.

"Oh honey, I'm going to phone your mom."

"Can you phone Joey? ...And tell him that Craig saved my life."

"Will do," squeezing her hand before they took her off to ambulance.

"God, what am I going to do," he said to himself leaning against the wall, looking up at the ceiling.

The only other victims that came out of Degrassi were in body bags. Parents only prayed that it wasn't their kids. Once they had the victims out of the school, they let all the other students depart the school. Some students didn't even know what it was all about until they got outside, they thought it was some bomb threat, no one would have expected what happen today could happen at their school. Can anyone ever be fully prepared for something like this?

All night over the news, was details on the shootings. Hazel sat on her bed trying not to think about it. She had lost Jimmy forever, and nothing she did was going to bring him back. Tears were in her eyes. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. First, he had hurt Terri, and now he had taken her boyfriend and her best friend from her.

She looked at her bedside to see a photo of all four of them at Bollywood last year. They were so happy then. She couldn't look at it any longer; she picked it up, and threw it against the door with so much force that it caused the glass to break.

"I will never forgive you for this Rick," she whispered with so much resentment.

Craig was in the ICU, hooked up to all kinds of machines. Joey and Caitlin stood in each other's arms outside of the room, looking through the glass at the poor helpless boy, a boy who had decided to play hero. Angie didn't even know yet, how do you tell a little girl that her brother may not make it, she had already lost her mother. They didn't want her here anyways because they didn't want her to see Craig like this.

Jimmy's parents came out of the hospital in each other's arms as tears ran down their faces; they had just said good-bye to their son forever.

Emma laid in her hospital bed, staring at the wall, replaying the events of the day in her head. She kept on hearing Craig howl as he was hit with the bullet, a bullet that was meant for her. She put her pillow over her ears shut in hopes that it would make her not hear it, but she couldn't. These drugs were making her drowse, but she couldn't sleep until she knew how Craig was, "Why Craig, why did you have to be a hero?" That's when her mother came in.

"Mom, how's he doing?" she asked with great concern.

Her mom looked away, debating whether or not she should tell her.

"Come on mom, I need to know," she pleaded.

Walking closer to her daughter, "Right now it doesn't look good, honey. He just lost so much blood," she cried.

"Was there anyone else?"

Spike came and sat right in the chair next to her, "Honey, Jimmy, Paige and Manny were among the five that died."

"No...no..." she cried shaking her head in disbelief.

"I'm so sorry," cradling her daughter in her arms as her daughter let it all out.

"Who else?"

"Alex and Jay."

J.T and Toby laid flowers of Degrassi, for the friends they lost, and the ones that were lying in the hospital. There were others there lighting candles for them too. People just stood there looking at it all, crying.

Toby stood there wondering how he could have been friends with someone who could be capable of doing this. He kind of blamed himself for it, he had seen signs of him being a little unstable, and he just ignored them.

Spinner stood on the bridge near the edge, looking down at the water; thinking of what he had caused today, a great pain that ravished through out the school; a pain that everyone would remember every time they walked down those halls, or passed the school. Today Gavin Mason was on more, no Gavin died right with his best friend, the love of his life, and with his new girlfriend. He was the cause of their deaths. If it weren't for him, they would still be here. Then there was his other friend who was fighting for his life. So maybe he should jump he had no reason to live anymore. Everyday would just be an everyday memory of the pain he caused.

Tears just poured out of his eyes, he was so alone right now. He couldn't get comfort from anyone else because they probably hated him. Most people knew that, he, Jay and Alex had poured the stuff on Rick. They probably would be glad to be rid of him.

The pain he was feeling was so great, the tears kept running down his face.

I'm going to leave it here, making you wonder if he goes through with it!