The scream had been loud. Everyone had to have heard it, yet it seemed as though Mei was the only one that truly did. The man she was talking to didn't even flinch at the scream. Mei ran out, attempting to act as though the scream was nothing but an annoying phone call. She had recognized the scream, not that it was heard often, but the owner of the voice...Mei shook her head as she ran out of the shop attempting to shake away bad thoughts. She quickly observed the area to find her sister, Viet, was not in sight. In the alleyway, she did come across a bit of...what is arguably "luck". Mei saw Viet's heel sticking out from behind a large trashcan. She ran to it and gasped at the sight. Viet had not yet lost consciousness, but it was only a matter of time. Mei had to act quickly.

Within minutes the entire Family was there. Boss Yao was leaning against the wall opposite to where Viet lay. He was observing the situation. He knew she was going to die, as did everyone else. His brown eyes searched for clues to who had done this to one of his members. Kiku was comforting a now crying Mei.

"You did what you could do. She must be proud of you," Kiku whispered to Mei as he held her. Mei continued to cry into him. Mei had stopped most of the bleeding by tying her jacket around the wound...but she had stopped it too late. Viet had already lost too much blood.

Hyung was kneeling by Viet's side holding her paling hand. He successfully held back tears as he tried to comfort her. She was having such a hard time breathing...and the blood... He decided not to think about it. Every so often he would move a finger over her wrist to make sure she still had a pulse.

"W-Where...," Viet struggled to talk. Her voice was winded and hard to understand. It was painful to speak, but she wanted to comfort her family. She didn't want them worrying and all the attention was annoying her a bit. She knew where their attention should be focused. Not on the girl who would soon die because of a stupid mistake, but the boy in danger who they still have a chance at saving,"...is Y-Young S-," she cut off in pain squeezing her eyes shut.

Hyung felt Viet's hand tighten around his as she closed her eyes in pain. He gently held her shoulders to the floor to keep her from lurching upward, "Young is...he's fine." Yao raised an eyebrow in hearing this. After all...Hyung was the Deliverer...so why wasn't he with the Messenger?

"G-Good," Viet practically sighed out, "H-He...He's in d-danger." Oh god why was it so hard to speak? She couldn't even think. How she was formulating words was nothing short of a miracle. She wanted to close her eyes. Just for a minute. Just one minute...

She felt herself being gently shaken awake. Why were they prolonging it? She was going to die. Her eyes opened for a short while. The only thing they saw were Hyung...talking? Or was he just mouthing the words? It was so hard to tell...her senses were failing her so very quickly. Her eyes closed again. She was so tired. God why was she so tired?! Her sight was gone. Whether she had gone blind or just could not lift her eyelids were beyond her knowledge. Things went black. She couldn't hear the sound of cars from the street or Hyung's last words to her. She couldn't smell the trash she was so worried about before. Nothing seemed to worry her at the moment. She was like some sort of rag doll. She felt herself go limp. Why couldn't she move? She didn't even ponder the question. It had come and gone in a second before she forgot about it. The last thing she felt before losing everything was an arm around her back lifting her up and tilting her head forward. Her cold lips meeting with someone else's warm ones.

She was gone. Hyung laid her body back down. There was a silence and Hyung felt tears slide down his cheeks. He wouldn't let the others see. He couldn't let the others see...she wouldn't have wanted him to be so weak. He wiped the tears from his eyes as a hand landed on his shoulder. Hyung turned to see Yao. There was a long silence. The sunny afternoon turned to a silent night.

"Hyung, take Mei to the car," Yao ordered breaking the long silence. Hyung nodded and finally parted with his deceased loved one. His hand gently dropped Viet's pale limp one. Once the two were in the town car, Yao looked at the body and cussed under his breathe.

"Wang-san, I have some helpful information...," Kiku spoke up.

"Shi? What is it?" Yao asked not taking his eyes off the body.

"Mei said she saw something on Viet's stomach when she tried to stop the bleeding. AFJ...," Kiku looked at his boss for an answer.

Yao thought for a few minutes, "That wouldn't be the assassin of the New World Family, would it?"

"I am not sure. We would have to make sure. We cannot jump to conclusions."

Yao nodded, "Of course. Did Mei see anything else?"

Kiku nodded, "They had a small conversation when Viet was more...conscious. Young Soo is being hunted for the note..."

Yao looked over at the town car.

"What is it?" Kiku asked curiously following where his leader was looking.

"Why isn't Hyung with him?"

"Let us ask him tomorrow. This has been an eventful day for all of us. Now may not be the best time."

Yao nodded, "I hope Kaoru is not having much trouble with Mogens."

Notes!

Kauro = Hong Kong's human name
Mei = Taiwan's human name
Mogens = Hollands human name