I am so sorry for not updating!!!!!!!! Sorry!!!!! Ok, I am sick right now so if this chapter isn't very good, now you know. Thanks to Dark Devotions for e-mailing me and telling me to hurry! Thanks! This is to T.a.i.n.e.Dreamz; yes, I did get that from Secret Window! That was an awesome movie. I was reading through the story so far and I noticed so many little grammar and spelling errors. Damn. And I decided I'm going to do people's thoughts in italics. Ok, here is chapter six.

Warning: Nothing really, except for maybe sadness and stuff. Oh, and blood. Hence the title. This chapter is going to be part of Amber's past. Only part. Oh, remember Amber's friend Machika? I mentioned her in chapter 3. Well, in this chapter you'll find out why she not in the story. She's the part of Amber's past that I'm going to write about.

Disclaimer: I think I forgot this in the last chapter. Oops! Anyway, I don't own Gundam Wing but I do own original characters like Amber, Patrick, and Dane.

Chapter 7: Blood Stained Memory

"Hey Amber, since we don't have work today, want to come over and watch movies? I could also dye your hair black and pink. How does that sound?" asked a blue haired teen.

"That sounds great Machika! Let's ditch the last hour of school and start watching them earlier!" Amber answered.

"Ok! C'mon, let's go. No one is at the front doors right now so we should make it out without getting caught!" Machika replied, running toward the doors.

The girls ran until the reached the park next to their apartment complex. "We made it! Nothing can stop the dynamic duo! Haha! Not even school!" Machika exclaimed while trying to catch her breath.

"Since when were we the dynamic duo?" Amber asked laughing.

"Since now!" Machika joined in with her friend's laughter. "To bad we couldn't find Patrick. We'll have to start without him or just make snacks until he gets here."

"Yeah." Amber said. Suddenly she froze. She thought she had seen the glint of a gun behind Machika.

"Amber? What is it?" Machika asked, turning to see what Amber was staring at. Suddenly, two earsplitting gunshots rang out in the park.

"Machika! Are you ok?" Amber asked. Machika turned and Amber screamed in horror as her friend fell to the ground, with a bullet hole in her chest and forehead. Amber kept screamed again as she ran up to her friend, who was now clearly dead. Amber kept shaking Machika and telling her to wake up but no spark of life returned to her friend's once bright green eyes. Machika's dull, dark eyes stared lifelessly at Amber. Amber let out a heart-wrenching cry into the now still air. Holding Machika, Amber cried and cried as her clothes became stained with her best friend's blood.

Then, she heard the cocking sound of a gun. Amber looked up into the barrel of a gun. The man holding the gun said coldly, "Now, it's your turn." Amber just stared at the man with eyes like deep pools of sorrow. "What? Not going to say anything? Usually my victims that know they're going to die plead for their life. Maybe your just stupid and can't talk or something. Well, bye-bye now little girl."

In Amber's rage and sadness she jumped up and grabbed the gun from the man. By now police had arrived at the park. They all froze when they saw a girl grab the gun away from the serial killer they had been tailing for months.

"Why did you kill her?! Why?!" The strange, sort of manic look in Amber's eyes shocked the man. "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" Amber screamed as she fired shot after shot into the man's body, all the while laughing hysterically. The man's blood splattered all over Amber, staining her already blood-soaked body more. Blood had gotten all over Amber, including her face. The police stared in horror as the girl took a very violent revenge on the man who had murdered her friend.

Then, just as suddenly as the girl's mania had come, it left and Amber passed out, falling into a pool of blood. "Somebody, call and ambulance! Take that girl to the hospital! We'll take care of the man and her friend." The next week Amber came out of the coma she was in. The first sight she saw was Patrick asleep in a chair next to her hospital bed. Two days later, Amber was released from the hospital. She walked around as though in a trance. That same day, Patrick escorted Amber to Machika's funeral. Everyone from school and their work was there.

Patrick thought that Amber would never recover and stay in the zombie-like state forever. Then, he would have lost his only friends. But little by little, Amber began recovering. By the next year, she was smiling and laughing again but she never, ever forgot about Machika.

Wow. This chapter just came into my head today. Hope you liked it, even though it was sad. And booy. I'll start working on chapter eight today. So, maybe there will be two chapters out today! How cool is that? Please review!