Apollo sat underneath a roof on the pavement, rain bucketing down onto his hair. He held his one last hope in his hand.

Widget.

He was first trying to figure out how the hell to turn it on. It was still black, and nothing was coming off it. Apollo desperately tried to find someway to get it to work.

He had to get it to work. For her.

The cold, wet rain smashed against his hair, and soaked his clothes. Apollo held Widget close so it didn't get hit by any water. Apollo tried to remember back to everytime Athena used it in court.

He saw two buttons, one at the top right corner, and the other at the bottom left. He pressed them both at the same time, and was hit with a face full of yellow.

He turned Widget around to face the road, and a holographic yellow face floated in the air, smiling. Apollo thought back to the courtroom, and knew he had to run his hand in front of the screen. He did so, and Widgets iconic blue screen came up. Apollo felt some relief, but he wouldn't be happy until he knows exactly where Athena is.

Luckily, Widget knew that.

Widget realized it wasn't around the neck of Athena Cykes, and displayed a screen showing a map.

Return to here.

The map displayed a yellow dot moving on the road, somewhere on a street nearby Apollo. Apollo felt an overwhelming sense of joy through him, and he released the breath he had been holding for the last couple of minutes. With Athenas location in his hand, all he had to do was follow the trail.

He shoved Widget back into his pocket and got up, using his right knee for support. He reached back into his pocket, and grabbed out the locket.

The tiger still bore strong on the front. Apollo thought this resembled Athena. Strong and competitive. He knew she'd make it through this. She spent seven years studying psychology and law to help one man, she was capable of so many things. She was probably fighting her damn hardest through this.

He knew she wanted to see him as much as he wanted to see her.

Apollo opened up the locket, still bearing that picture. They looked so happy, especially Apollo, considering he was just being kissed by his greatest love. He stared at that locket picture for a full minute, taking in everything. He knew what he was fighting for.

He was fighting so that she could be that happy again.

Apollo put the locket away, and grabbed out Widget, checking the map again. Athena was still at some building.

Wailea Red Cross

It was a hospital. Probably abandoned if that man had got her in. Apollo kept Widget open as he followed the path to her.

He was coming to get his tiger.

(O)

Athena woke up slowly, and felt herself strapped into something. She couldn't move at all, and she felt herself lying down on some sort of bed. She looked down at her body, and saw three straps over her body, tightly done. She looked up to see the man in the black hood yet again. He looked straight ahead, not even bothering to look down at her.

Athena started to struggle, trying to get out. All she got was the laugh of this kidnapper.

"It's so funny trying to watch you escape. What's your plan, exactly? Break out, then be shot by me?" The man asked.

"Apollo... Apollo's coming... And he will save me. I know he will!" Athena told him. The man erupted into laughter, slamming his hand on the bed Athena was strapped into.

"That little runt is gonna come save you?! The knight in shining armour to save his poor little princess. Cute story." The man said in a dumb voice.

"You... You son of a bitch..." Athena cursed him.

"Wow, language." The man teased. Athena closed her eyes, breathing deeply. The worst time to have a panic attack would be now. She tried to calmly cycle her breaths. In, out. In, out.

Athena watched the man open the door to a surgery room. He wheeled the bed over next to a tray. The tray contained needles with liquid, saws, scalpels, and a bunch of other medical stuff that probably won't be used for anything medical right now. The man grabbed one of the needles with a strange sort of liquid into it.

"It's better to not have them squirm." He told himself. Athena started to really struggle, but to no effect. The man slowly inserted the tip of the sharp needle into her wrist. The pain was enormous, much worse than a normal injection. Athena gritted her teeth, trying not to look weak in front of this man.

"Shh, shh. Everything's gonna be alright." The man creepily said as he stroked his hand across Athenas forehead. Athena tried to turn her head away from his hand. His touch sent chills up her spine.

"Your boyfriend has only a couple of hours before I get to experiment with you. I don't think he'll make it. Probably crying in an alleyway over losing his poor, poor girl." The man joked as he walked out of the surgery room. Athena felt the liquid taking place, her consciousness fading away. Her eyes felt as if they had ten tonnes of steel attached to them. Before she fell unconscious, she muttered something to herself. Something she never thought she would have to say.

"Help me, Apollo..."

(O)

Apollo kept following the path. He was close, so very, very close. He took turns, following this path Widget had placed out for him. He had thought, and realized Widget could probably track her through her earring that her mother gave her.

He eventually rounded a corner to see a broken down building. Cracks were all around it, and plants and weeds were growing out of its bottom corners. A broken Red Cross bared on the tip of the building. Apollo thought this must be the place. He put Widget back into his pocket, and looked at the broken down building.

In the building was his tiger, but also her kidnapper.

He had to save her, without him seeing. It only took one bullet...

He made a decision. Something that some would call idiotic. He pulled his phone out, and called 911. If he could at least get Athena out without this man hurting her, the police could save her. Even if it meant he had to die, she had to be safe.

"911, what's your emergency?"

Apollo breathed in. He could just hang up now, and try to rescue her himself, but what if it all went wrong? Then the two of them would be dead.

"Hello?"

Apollo made the decision.

"My... My girlfriend has been kidnapped... She's been taking to an old hospital, Red Cross, I think it is... Just send some cops there... Please.."

The woman on the other end started speaking to some other people in the station.

"A couple of cars are on their way. Could you describe the kidnapper?"

Apollo knew he couldn't have time to hold on to the line. As soon as that kidnapper heard any sirens, Athena would be shot.

"I don't know his exact face, but he has a gun... If he sees any cops he's going to kill her..."

The dispatcher stayed silent.

"I'm going to save her." Apollo told woman on the other end.

"Sir, don't-"

"I have to."

Apollo hung up.

Would the police even come? He didn't stay on the line and he provided very few details. Maybe they would think it's some joke. Apollo felt his hope draining away every second he thought about what he was doing.

It was all to save her. No matter what he did, she had to be safe.

Apollo slowly and quietly peered through the glass of the front door. He didn't see anyone, but he knew the front door was the worst option. He went around the building. He felt as if he had a time limit to save her.

'Just get her out of there, Apollo...'

It seemed as if no other options were available. He had to go through the front door.

He slowly opened the front door, making as less noise as possible. The silence was eerie, with just a few drops of rain leaking through the roof. He had find which level Athena was on, without running into this man. He had nothing to defend himself with.

Apollo hid behind an old desk, and quietly pulled out Widget. He could hear his own breath, quick and panicked. Widget displayed the building, and that Athena was on the fourth floor. He quietly put Widget away.

'Now... How the hell do I get to the fourth floor?'

He looked around for stairs of any sorts. There was an old elevator, still lighted up. He decided that wasn't the best path, as it might break down, and also make too much noise.

Knowing he was stuck in a building with a guy with a gun that wanted his blood was terrifying. He snuck around, looking for some form of way to get up in this damn building.

Old, rotten stairs were his only option. He slowly went up them, the tip of his toes supporting his steps. His time limit was getting lower as he imagined the police, sirens blaring, rushing down the street. Maybe they turned off their sirens. He didn't know.

He counted the doors he went by, until he reached the fourth one. He hoped this was the right floor. Any wrong moves could mean death for one of them.

Or both of them...

He started to sneak down the hallway, peering into every room. All he got was empty, empty, empty.

His hope started to drain at a massive rate, like someone had poked a massive hole into the invisible bag where it held his hope.

He had to keep going.

He eventually peered into a room, and saw him.

The hooded man, fiddling with something, looking out the window and facing away from the door. Apollo immediately hid behind a wall in shock. That guy was watching the street, and somehow didn't see him. Apollo slowly and quietly made his way to another room.

The room right next to him was the one he wanted.

Athena Cykes laid unconscious on some sort of hospital bed, three straps around her. Two on her torso and arms, and one on her legs. Next to her was a tray of surgery tools. He slowly opened the door, making the least amount of noise he could.

There she laid. Her long hair spread on her pillow, hanging off the sides of her bed. Her eyes closed, her mouth open. She was still breathing, her chest slightly raising up and down. Apollo looked at the straps holding her down, and looked for some way to undo them. He untied one strap, pulling it off her chest. He did another, slowly pulling it off her stomach, and then pulled the one off her leg. She was free. Now Apollo needed to get her out.

He put one arm under her leg, and another under her back, and lifted her up, her unconscious arms and leg slightly moving. Her long hair hanged from her head.

"I gotcha, tiger..." Apollo whispered to her as he carried her towards the open door. Apollo stepped out, and looked down the hallway. He tried to go right, back the way he came.

Then he saw a door open.

The hooded man stepped out, and saw the two of them. Apollo turned around away from him, and started running. The man went back to get his gun. Apollo kept running, carrying the unconscious Athena in his arms. Her arms dangled below her. Apollo rounded a corner when he heard a gunshot fired at him. He heard the bullet hit the metal next to his head.

"Get away!" Apollo screamed at the man.

He continued running down a long hallway.

"We'll be fine, we'll be fine..." Apollo whispered over and over to her.

"Godammit, which way..?" Apollo said as he ran through a room and went out another door, seeing two hallways on his right and left. He ran down the right one, and hoped that it was the correct way. Apollo heard another gunshot burst through some glass, hitting the floor in front of him. He kept running.

He turned left down another hallway, and released a breath of relief.

There was an elevator at the end of the hallway.

"We're getting out of here, tiger..."

He held Athena close to him as he ran towards the elevator, and prayed it still worked. He pressed the B1 button, so that he could get below ground floor and hopefully get out that way. He saw the hooded man run at the end of the hallway. The hooded man aimed his pistol at Apollo as the elevator door closed. A gunshot rang out as they shut, and Apollo heard a loud clank on the elevator door as the gunshot hit it. The elevator started to sputter, then move down. Apollo leaned against the wall of the elevator, holding Athena close to him. He looked up at the roof, panting.

He had finally saved her.

(O)

Apollo felt some movement in his arms, and looked down to see Athena slowly waking up. She opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the light. She saw Apollo, and felt overwhelmed with happiness.

"Hey, tiger..." Apollo panted.

"A-Apollo..." Athena drowsily moaned.

"Take it easy. I'm getting you out of here." He told her. She looked at Apollo, slight shock on her face. She snuggled her head into his chest.

"Thank you..." She could only slightly whisper to him. The elevator doors opened as Apollo stepped out into what seemed to be an underground parking lot. He looked around for some way out, but the door that led out onto the road was closed, and shut tight.

Then Apollo heard the elevator move behind him.

The man had called it, and he was coming down.

"No, no, no!" Apollo cursed to himself, desperately looking for some way out.

He was finding nothing, so he instead looked for something else.

Some place for Athena to hide.

He saw the broken down car as soon as the elevator door had opened, and decided to go over there. He thought about hiding both Athena and him under the car, but he knew the man would start searching, and find them both before the police got there.

So he made a decision.

He started to lower Athena to ground, and rolled her under the car to hide her.

"Stay here. The cops will be here soon. I'm going to try and get that guy away from you. Don't make any noise, okay?" Apollo instructed Athena.

"Apollo, he has a gun! He'll-"

"Okay?!" Apollo cut her off.

Athenas eyes peered out from under the car, looking at Apollo.

"Okay..." Athena said softly. Apollo reached towards her, and grabbed her soft hand, rubbing his thumb over her palm.

"Everything's gonna be fine."

Athena held Apollo's hand back, still looking at him. Apollo drew his hand away from hers and stood up, walking in front of the elevator. It opened up, and the hooded man stood inside.

Apollo looked at both of his hands, and saw he held no gun.

He felt little hope, but it was drained when he saw something bulging out of his pocket.

"Where is she?" The man asked, stepping out of the elevator.

"Why should I tell you?" Apollo said in a low voice.

"There will be consequences." The man said, trying to intimidate Apollo. Apollo gave his best death stare to the man.

"Who... Who are you?" Apollo asked. The man stayed silent. He walked closer to Apollo, and Apollo backed away slightly.

Then the man charged at Apollo.

Apollo dodged his charge, but the man stopped himself quickly. The man went into his pocket, and pulled out something. It didn't look like a gun.

The man thrusted his arm towards Apollo, and Apollo attempted to block it.

He didn't succeed.

Apollo saw the man thrust his hand towards Apollo's stomach, and Apollo felt something sharp plunge below his rib cage. The man put his arm around Apollo's neck.

Apollo looked down, and saw the man had just thrusted a pocket knife into his stomach.

Apollo saw his wet, fresh blood flow onto the man's hand.

Athena watched as the man stabbed Apollo in the stomach. She put both her hands over her mouth to stop her gasp, but already felt tears flowing from her eyes. She wanted to look away, but couldn't. She saw the man push the knife further into Apollo's stomach.

The man's arm eventually released from Apollo's neck, and he pulled the blade out of Apollo's stomach. Apollo fell to his knees, both his hands over his stab wound. He couldn't even speak.

Apollo fell backwards, hitting the hard ground. He held both his hands over his stomach. The man knelt down next to Apollo, holding the knife in his hand. The knife bore fresh blood from Apollo.

"Hmph... Easier then I expected."

The man's face was never revealed as he slowly raised up, and turned around, walking away from Apollo.

Apollo Justice lay on the ground, holding both his hands over his stab wound in his stomach.

'Do you know how it feels to be stabbed? Maybe one day you'll find out. But one things for sure... It's hurts. It hurts so goddamn much.'

Clay was right.

It hurt so much.

Apollo felt his blood, and his life, drain away through his stomach.

Athena could barely hold back her cries, as tears flowed down her cheek and onto her hands.

Apollo slowly lost all consciousness, as his world started to go black.

The last thing he heard was the car park door being slammed down, and the cries of "Freeze!"

Then, he was gone.