.:SEVEN:. Step4 third floor:

Quatre held the gun tighter in his hands. 'Where are they coming from?' he wondered. He had found himself in the hallway and although it was dark, with narrow space, the withering monsters appeared from no where.

It had blocked any chance of escaping for any ordinary human, however Quatre wasn't ordinary.

Press the trigger, monster falls down with a hissing. Another monster pops up. Trigger. Down. Hiss.

He had to hurry! His friends were in danger. Trowa, was in danger. There was no time to waste.

BANG, "screech," down. Quatre ran forward, dodging the flailing arms of the uncoordinated monsters.

Finally he had reached a door. He hunched his backpack on one shoulder. The blond gave a backward glance at the last of the moaning creatures behind him.

He ran out, shutting the door behind him. He subconsciously checked for any current danger in his direction. Nothing. He let out an exhasperated sigh.

"Katre..."

It had sounded a lot like Trowa, but there was no one in sight in the shadows. Was this going to be another creature?

"Trowa? Where are you?" Quatre called, seeking out more of the sound.

"I did the right thing, Katre?"

Before Quatre could reply out of confusion, a different voice replied instead.

"Of course you did, Troy"

Quatre's heart felt like it was going to skyrocket out of his chest. Was he about to encounter his ghostly self? He followed the voices down the dark hall.

"She wanted me to kill her. Her own sister! My..."

"I know. This is the right thing to do, Troy. She needs help. Duet isn't safe while she's free..."

The 04 pilot found himself in front of a door that was plated- Observation Room. He hesitantly reached for the knob and twisted. It was a big, dim room. By the look of the furniture and the shelved mini-televisions, something must have come and smashed everything. Splinters of wood spread along the stiff blue carpet. It was hard to identify anything clearly.

'Where did the voices go and why were they coming from this room?'

As if answering his thoughts, the voices approached again into the air around him.

"I just couldn't do it. She's like a sister to me, besides Katie. Why would I just.... murder her for the sake of jealousy?"

"You didn't do it- that's what matters. In the trial, I'll support you and Master Haro will too. But Duet can't know of this yet. Master Haro loves her dearly, we don't want to put stress on her..."

Quatre could have sworn that he was seeing the two figures of his own 'self', Katre and of Troy.

"Thank you, Katre. I don't think I could do this without you here with me..."

"Troy. I will always be by your side. We will protect Master Haro and Duet together."

The ghostly figure of Troy wrapped his arms around Katre, borrowing his head in the blonde's hair with eyes closed. "Thank you, Katre," he whispered.

Katre smiled and returned the embrace. With that, the ghosts disappeared.

Despite the fear of seeing two ghosts interact, Quatre felt safe and warm. However. He had no time for this. He snapped out of the trance. He needed to find the others.

"Katre."

He turned quickly to see Troy, ghostly still, standing before him.

"Stay with me here," the soft voice pleaded.

Quatre took a deep breathe and replied, "I'm sorry," with that said, he stifly turning away towards the door to his right, "I need to save the others and my Trowa."

While he slowly escaped outside of the room, he was instantly attacked by a monster, charging. Quatre confidently struck the monster in the head as soon as it was close enough with the butt of the gun and shot it down as it wobbled to the ground.

He gripped the gun in his hand as he checked the corners of the room. Clear.

DING

He heard the elevator arrive at his level, he prepared himself. Aiming his gun while the doors slid open.

"Trowa."

Trowa; second floor:

Trowa crouched low into the darkness from the sound of scratching on the floor. He quietly opened his bag, revealing two magnums in the pockets.

"Show yourself," he commanded a loud, once he felt the vibration of something walking in the same room against on the ground.

Noone would have been able to see the two figures at the far wall, however Trowa's sharp sight was able to catch them. They did not move. Trowa knew there was something odd about them. He knew it was something from this town. He carefully slid across the wall behind him and towards the door. His fingers seeked along the wooden patched wall for the light switch that would reveal what else was in the room.

His other hand was looking for the door knob, turning softly so as not to alure the figures ahead. A nitch of the turn, he knew it was locked from the outside. The hand, instead, reached for one of the guns in the pockets of the bag at his feet.

There! He felt the switch. He put himself in a prepared position incase the two shadows were to make a sudden attack. Flick

His preperations were invane. The two things across the room revealed to be mirror images of those two paitings, the one that Duo had fainted infront of, and the one that somehow popped out of its frame, charging towards Quatre, Relena and himself. Trowa felt strange then and he was starting to feel it again. His eyes couldn't help but stick to the figures. Were they made out of wax?

Those two creatures. The difference between the one that had almost attacked them before and these two, were that these were smaller. The same height as him this time.

They stood facing each other, spears in hand. Their helmets were brown, an old brown, and the skin was paler. A stench reached Trowa's sensitive nose.

Mold. Old. Decay.

That was what the stench reminded him of.

The smell seemed to trail to the creatures. Trowa made a quick glance around the room. A door was to his far left. He needed to check if that was closed as well, but the thought of turning his back to the possible attackers did not look all to welcoming. Betting on his agility, it was worth a tiny shot. He slowly made his way towards the door's direction, not allowing his back to face the creatures.

As his steps came closer to his target, one of the creatures had moved. Now, instead of facing each other, they were both facing him! They stayed stationary. What were they doing and what were they going to do?

"You almost killed her." Came a familiar voice. His own."How could you possibly think you could do it?"

The 03 pilot had an inkling on what the voices were talking about. According to Ellien- his past self was ordered to kill, Duet, Duo's former self. However...

"I didn't kill her," Trowa murmured as he delicately inched towards the door.

"But you almost did! " Were they talking with his voice? "Don't you feel guilty for even considering cutting Duet's life?"

Trowa stopped in his tracks and responded without even realizing it, "Yes."

A thunderous crackle announced itself on the ceiling. He would have instantly looked up, however, seeing the creatures begin to move was in his full focus. They each pointed their spears in his direction. "Then you will die!" the stolen voice hissed.

They raced with an unnatural speed. Trowa subconsciously moved out of their way, away from the door.

"Guilty. Guilty!" came his shrieking voice. The creatures turned again towards his direction, spears ready.

Trowa rushed towards his back, grabbing the other gun into his hand so that he held both.

As the creatures launched themselves again, Trowa charged as well. He dodged a spear thrust and shot at the exposed area and ran quickly behind the other creature, firing at its back. There were husky hisses, but it did not appear that they were in real pain. They recovered and turned towards him.

"Guilty. Guilty."

Trowa quickly moved to one side, haulting a spear as he fired at both creatures. He was not prepared for a sudden swing of the spear knocking him to the side. He knew a bruise would form around his chest, however it was not time to whine about it.

He jumped away from another attack, crashing himself on the floor, guns firing at the turning creatures.

"Guilt. Guilt. Guilty!"

'Guilty?' Trowa confusedly thought. Why did they keep hissing that? He dodged out of the way again.

"You could have sliced her up! Taken her life easily! Doesn't that make you feel guilty?"

"But I didn't kill her!"

"The guilt proves what you could have done!"

Trowa moved out of the way of another attack. Fell to the ground from another spear swing. Rolled away from another hit.

"You were right there. Weapon in hand! You were about to kill her!"

"That wasn't me! That was a passed self! I am different!" He growled out as he hoisted himself up.

He embraced himself for another attack, but the creatures weren't moving. What? Without hesitation, he fired at the creatures. They didn't seem to have noticed.

"That Duet now. Don't you feel guilty for even thinking about killing her?"

"I wouldn't kill Duo. I'm not like that anymore! I am not Troy, I'm Trowa!"

As he spoke, the creatures removered their spears, so the sharp end was facing their throats. Held.

"You have no guilt?"

"None! I didn't kill her back then, and even now I won't. I am Trowa! I have no guilt!"

His throat burned from the yelling. But he couldn't tear his eyes away from the creatures as they harshly shoved the spears through their throats and held it there. They had spiked themselves on their own spears. Dead.

Trowa quickly rushed to his backpack, flaying it around his shoulder and ran to the door. It opened easily, giving him access outside the room. He shut the door behind him, away from that room.

He was already done searching on this level. There was no sign of the others. Or Quatre. He eased himself inside the elevator across from him. Hopefully there was something good waiting for him on whatever level he was being brought to.

Sorry this is in parts, but I didn't want to hold off what I already had (incase I somehow lose it again O__o). And I'm sorry this is a little disappointing (to me anyway), I just hate it when you right something, lose it, then try to re-write what you remember and it just doesn't turn in the piece that you had before.

It was hard to write this without making it appear to be all ACTIONACTIONACTION, but I guess I couldn't stop it.

Still trying to complete this though. I REALLY want to finish something for a change so I can focus on something new and concentrate on completing that.

I thank you all who had taken me this far 333 Much love.