Casey quickened his pace, running up the driveway of Master Finn's house, when he realized that he was smelling blood, a lot of blood. He rushed into the house, and his heart skipped a beat.
Master Finn lay face down in a pool of blood, his blood.
"Master Finn!"
He rushed over to him and gently turned him over onto his back, supporting his head with his hand.
The Shark Master's eyes opened weakly, revealing unbearable pain in his chocolate brown eyes.
Casey's gaze went to the blood stain on his shirt, the darkest spot over his stomach. His horror increased when he realized that he was still bleeding. He called 911 and told them what he knew and Master Finn's address.
After he hung up he called Flit and told him to get Theo, Lily, Fran, and Domonic from their date and to contact Jarrod and Camille at the Pai Zhuq Academy then come to Master Finn's right away.
He hung up again and focused his attention on his second Master. He pulled off his jacket and carefully wrapped around the wound. He supported Master Finn's head again and knew he had to do his best to keep him alive.
"Hang on, Master Finn. Help's coming," he said.
The Shark Master coughed, coughing up blood.
"Oh, man."
The Red Ranger fought back the panic rising within him as well as the food he had eaten that threatened to come back up. He kept talking to the older man, kept telling him to stay awake, to keep looking at him. He was getting covered with blood, but he didn't care. That was the least of his problems.
Relief and hope came to him when he heard an ambluance and saw the flashing lights when he turned slightly, looking out the window.
"They're almost here, Master Finn. Just hang in there."
There was no response from the older Master.
"Master Finn?"
There was still no response.
The icy hand of fear gripping him, Casey felt the Shark Master's pulse.
Lily, Theo, Domonic, Fran, Flit, Jarrod, and Camille reached Master Finn's house and saw an ambluance, some police cars, paramedics, and police officers there. When they got close enough they saw Casey sitting on the fence, his arms and front of his torso covered in blood, his face stunned and sad.
"Casey?" Jarrod said.
He turned to them and slipped down from the fence as they came over.
"Master Finn?"
Casey looked at Lily sadly then look over as two paramedics came by with a body bag on a stretcher.
"Wait," Jarrod said.
They stopped.
"Look if you must," said one.
The teens, except for Casey, and Flit moved closer to the stretcher.
The paramedic at the head opened the top, revealing the face of the person.
Camille and Lily barely held back their cries as they covered their mouths, and the boys' faces turned white.