Alright guys, here's another part of the story. This is more action, fighting, etc. I want to get the Train vs. Creed fight scene soon, because, well Creed is so fun to write lol, and Train angry is fun to write too. No worries, that fight scene will not be the end of this story, in fact, I already know the ending, which I hope will have an interesting twist for you.

For the record, happy for some, sad for others, this isn't exactly a TrainxSven fic. I'm not sure where people got that from, maybe I wrote something…haha…I'm sure I did, because otherwise I don't know where the idea came from. Sven and Train are merely very close friends who know each other well enough after two years of traveling side by side, that they can understand how the other works. I don't plan on making Train and Sven fall in love, so if I confused you, I'm sorry.

At one point, after the scene with Creed and Train in Train's room, Train says "I wanted Sven…". Now, I didn't mean that in any sexual form what-so-ever. In the manga Train points out to Sven that Sven's always taking care of him, always watching his back, that's what I meant when Train said that. He wanted Sven to watch his back, to be there so he had someone he could trust, seeing as Sven and Train seemed closest out of the ground, minus Sven and Eve. I do think Train and Sven could be an interesting couple, but Train annoys Sven so much sometimes I think he'd wind up dead in a ditch somewhere lol.

This will, on the other hand, end up being a TrainxCreed fanfic, so it's out! lol In some ways I'm glad people thought it was something else, because that means I kind of threw you all off track, but I don't want anyone to hate this fic because of this! I do like Sven a lot, Train and he are my favorite characters, but I don't seem them fitting together as well as Train and Creed. I mean, of course it's an odd coupling, but like Niji-san said, it would and will be an interesting twist to see Train fall for the man he hated most at one point in his life.

Now, this won't be an ordinary TrainxCreed fic. I mean there isn't going to be a chapter where Train falls madly, head over heels for Creed, because I don't see Train doing that for anyone or he would've done it for Saya in the time he knew her, I think. There will be a form of attraction that will take some time to form, but we'll see how long that lasts X3

Well, this one will probably cut off randomly again, it's called cliff hangers! Keeps you all coming back and reading! Girl-Over-Board, I suck at bio, so just tell your teacher that my awful talent for the subject leaked through the computer, through my fic, and into you! As if they'll believe that, but it's worth a shot! X3 Nyah!

Enjoy!

P.S. If you'll let me know what parts make it seem like a TrainxSven fic I'll def. go edit them so it's not so "lovey dovey" lol. Thanks for letting me know, guys! X3

"A Fork in the Road"

The maze was never ending, as most mazes probably are, how was I to know? I didn't regularly run around mazes every chance I got. Why Creed had a maze in the middle of his mansion was beyond me, in fact, I would've laughed at the idea if it hadn't been for the circumstances we had found ourselves in.

Sven ran beside me as we rushed forward, never pacing ourselves and never looking back. The floor of the maze would rumble threateningly from time to time, indicating that another wall was moving. It didn't take us long to realize that the maze shifted not only up, but over, blocking paths we had just come from and creating new ones in front of us. This wasn't a maze anymore; it was more like a labyrinth.

As the floor rumbled again Sven grabbed my arm and yanked me backwards, throwing me into him and sending us to the floor.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I cried, turning on him, but before I could throw another word at him I turned back to see a new wall shooting out of the ground, exactly where I had been standing before Sven had pulled me away.

I watched as it towered above us before another one shot up behind us, locking us into a small square of cold floors and hard, stone walls. We sat there as the air fell silent, an electric feeling surrounding us and making my skin crawl. I glanced around nervously, my hand instinctively pulling Hades up to chest level, but we were alone, or so it seemed.

Sven shoved me off of him and stood slowly, brushing himself off and retrieving his briefcase from the floor. He grumbled something under his breath as he studied the walls, both of us realizing that they were far too tall to jump over and obviously to thick to break through.

I remained on the floor, crouched down as I listened hard. I could hear the rumbling of the maze far off in the distance as it shifted and changed shape over and over. Eventually it would get back to where we were and change into a new shape, but if we stood around and waited would it be too late for Eve?

I glanced up at Sven who was still examining the walls of the maze, running his hand against them and pressing his ear against the cold looking surface. I was useless in this situation. Sven had that attaché case of his, I, on the other hand, had a gun that couldn't possibly break through these walls. I hated this feeling, and it seemed to be a reoccurring one here in the confines of Creeds home.

I focused on listening again, closing my eyes and letting my hearing take over all the other senses. Something was definitely out there, I was sure of it. There was a reason the maze had enclosed us in such a small place. Echidna had said this was Doctor's game, therefore he was most likely somewhere within the mansion controlling the movement of the maze itself…there was always a master to the puppet.

I felt the ground shake beneath my knees and feet as I knelt there, pressing my hand against the ground to feel it better. I had felt the movement of the maze earlier, but this was different-this was violent.

I opened my eyes quickly and looked up to Sven, who I realized, was watching me before we both looked upward to see a shadow dash across the opening of the walls high above us. Something was coming, and I wasn't sure what.

We stood in silence as the ground shuttered again, more violent than the last, before suddenly, it shook so badly that Sven was thrown into the wall behind him, almost dropping the attaché case but catching it just in time.

"Sven!" I yelled as something flew through the opening and came at us. "Get up against the wall!"

Sven pressed himself against the wall behind him as I jumped back, whatever it was smashing into the floor where I had been, barely missing the both of us.

"Train! Shoot it!" Sven yelled as the creature reared back, revealing several rows of sharp fangs, strings of what looked like venom strung from each one.

I could barely take my eyes off the creature as it reared its reptilian head back, its garnet eyes full of rage as it let out a screeching roar so loud it made my eardrums shake. Somewhere in the chaos I heard Sven yelled for me to shoot it again, kicking my brain back into gear.

I flung my arm and aimed, squinting as I tried to find a vulnerable part on the creature through all its scales and spikes, but it seemed indestructible. I gritted my teeth and shot several times anyway, no matter what getting its attention away from Sven, where it had begun to turn, was what mattered. I knew Sven could do something but he'd have to calculate what weapon in his case would work best, and during that time I would distract it, it was an old plan that had worked too many times to count.

The bullets slammed into the creature, but didn't seem to have any effect except annoying it further. It whipped it's narrow head around, the spikes around it's neck and head seeming to fan out as it's temper grew short.

I took a step backward, my back hitting the wall and I suddenly realized I had nowhere to go.

"It was okay," I silently reassured myself as the creature and I studied one another. "You've fought a freaking dinosaur before…this monster of Doctor's is nothing."

But just as the words leaked into my mind a sharp blade slammed into the wall beside me, throwing rubble in every direction. I had forgotten one "minor" detail…these creatures were like Eve, they could transform their body at will into whatever they wanted.

I ducked as the creature pulled it's tale from the wall and swung the blade at my neck before rolling backward and aiming, shooting the tail several times. Blood splattered the floor as the creature let out an even louder scream than before, causing my to clamp my hands over my ears.

Sven seemed to be calculating something from where he stood before he smirked up at the creature and pressed a button on his attaché case. A bright flash of light filled the room and I was left dazed and confused.

"Thanks a lot, Sven!" I yelled, ready to smash his head in with his own stupid case. "You could've at least warned me!"

I heard Sven laugh as I rubbed at my eyes, white spots filling the room and sending my mind wheeling. I felt dizzy as I leaned against the wall, listening as the creature roared and the floor shook violently. Sven was doing something, and because of that total and utter idiot I couldn't see a thing, he was going to get a good punch in the face for this one.

I rubbed my eyes again and blinked several times, trying to see and as I did the white spots faded slightly, letting me see just in time as Sven kicked the creature in the snout, stunning it for several seconds as he jumped up onto it's head and ran along it's scaled spine before spinning, holding the attaché case in front of him, and let out a barrage of bullets on the nape of it's neck.

It let out another ear piercing screech before falling hard, blood spraying from the back of it's neck as Sven ducked, dodging it, and jumped off it's back.

"Whoa! Whoa!" I cried as I backed into the wall as the creatures body spun and fell towards me. "Sven I swear to god-"

But I didn't have time to finish my sentence as I jumped in the air, the creatures head landing where I had been standing, before I landed hard on its back. I breathed hard and glared up at Sven who was chuckling, and holding onto the brim of his hat.

"You…" I growled as I continued to glare up at him. "Are going to die."

"I'd like to see you try," Sven laughed as he reached out, took my hand, and helped me off the monsters back. "But it got the job done, right?"

I felt like we had switched places in that moment. Normally I was the one causing chaos and laughing about it afterwards, while Sven threatened to throw me in a river, or run me over with his car. Either way he was right, his plan had defeated the creature, and as I stood there throwing death glare after death glare at him the walls fell around us.

"Looks like we can move on," Sven observed as a new corridor lay just beyond where we stood.

"I guess that's how we play this "game" of Doctor's," I replied calmly as we studied the dark corridor. "You get stuck with some sort of opponent, and once you defeat them you move on to the next one."

"Well, the first one wasn't too hard," Sven pointed out as we slowly walked towards the new path.

"Cept for a certain someone blinding me," I growling, tiny white dots still dancing in front of my eyes every time I blinked.

Sven chuckled as we moved on, our pace slowly moving to a quick run, corridor after corridor flying past us as we skidded around corners, and slammed full on into dead ends.

"I'm really beginning to hate this," Sven growled as he slammed into the fifth dead end.

"Well, maybe if you learned how to stop," I pointed out. "You wouldn't run into so many walls."

"Shut it, Train," Sven snapped jovially, shoving me by the shoulder towards the next opening in the maze.

We wandered through it, cautious as we came into a large space that seemed all too familiar. The last time we'd been stuck in a space without any walls we'd been attacked by that lizard creature, this time around I was just waiting for Godzilla to be dropped on our heads.

I turned as the door we had entered was filled with another wall, as well as the one across from us, both snapping shut and leaving us trapped as they grew higher until they matched the height of the rest of the maze.

From behind a nook in the maze stepped a figure, leaving the shadows behind and entering the light that shown from somewhere above us. Sven and I both gasped and stepped backwards as Eve came towards us, her eyes blank and her outfit like the first time I had seen her, a simple black dress with black boots.

"Eve!" Sven cried, running towards her.

"Sven! No!" I cried, jerking forward to grab him, but I was too late.

Eve transformed her arm into a large mallet and hit him aside, his body slamming into the wall and falling to the ground in a crumbled mess. She turned her eyes on me, her hand shining before turning back to normal as she took several slow steps towards me.

Was this the real Eve, or just some sort of illusion? If it really was her she was obviously not in control of herself, otherwise she would never have attacked Sven like that. As she came closer I studied her eyes and face, trying to recognize something-a flicker of emotion in her eyes that might belong to the real even, but there was nothing. Her face was as cold and blank as the night I had met her.

"Eve…" I said slowly as she came closer, seeing how she would respond.

"I am a demon…" She replied in a monotone voice, before stopped several feet in front of me. "Train…let's play a game…"

At this her hand shone bright white before transforming into a sharp, and deadly looking blade. I threw myself in the air as she swung at me, the blade cutting through the air with a slight ring. I landed hard on it, before sliding down and jumping up behind her, kicking her hard in the back.

She tumbled to the ground before quickly recovering and standing, whipping around and charging at me, the sword ready, and her face void of emotion.

This wasn't the real Eve, it couldn't be. Sure Doctor was sick enough to put us up against her so we'd kill our own team member off-get her out of the way, but they were using Eve as bait, with her dead there would be no reason for Sven or I to continued on to find Creed. Doctor was only hoping to trick us into thinking this was Eve so we would give up and refuse to fight, therefore losing the battle and letting Creed win, hands down.

I smirked as she came closer, swinging the blade at me. I jumped back and dodge the blow, the blade missing my stomach by inches, before she swung again. I blocked the attack with Hades, the sound of clashing metal filling the small room and seeming to jog Sven back into consciousness.

He pushed himself onto his hands and knees and looked up, seeing Eve and I struggling against one another, his expression changed from that of confused and hurt, to one of pure fear and horror.

"Train, no! Don't attack her!" He cried, pushing himself to his feet and running at us.

Eve saw him coming and transformed her hair into a large fist, throw Sven aside like a small rag doll. I took the pressure off of Hades and ducked as Eve finished the swing I had blocked before she transformed her other hand into a matching black and stabbed it into the ground in between my legs.

I threw myself back and landed hard beside Sven who was looking both confused and angry.

"That's not Eve," I explained calmly as I watched Eve walk towards us. "It's just an illusion-but we have to defeat it or we won't be able to move on."

"How can you possibly know that's now Eve?" Sven yelled as she came closer.

"Because Eve's not that easy to control," I replied before shoved him to his feet and pulling him away from her, her sword slamming into the ground where he had been sitting. "Now will you help me, already?"

We both stood back to back as Eve came towards us, both of us coming up with plans of attack of our own. Eve swung the blades up high before bringing them down on us. We shoved off of one another and jumped aside before attacking her with a barrage of bullets.

She swung the blades around her like propellers, reflecting the bullets, which flew off in random directions. I ducked as one aimed for my head, before rushing forward and slamming my foot into the center of the spinning blade, Sven copying and doing the same on the other side. By hitting the center we had missed the blade and hit the part that was still her hand. The spinning blade slowly came to a stop before she cried out, her wrists now turned at odd angles, and threw herself away from us.

The blades slowly morphed back into her hands, her wrists already beginning to bruise as we stood, ready to fight, in front of her.

The three of us stood still, studying the enemy as we waited for someone to do something. It wasn't long before Eve's back exploded with light and the angel wings I had seen her use before branched out from her shoulder blades. She threw herself into the air and flew high before transforming her hand into an exact replica of Hades.

I had always forgotten that Eve was programmed with certain forms in her; she could turn into anything she had seen or touched before as long as she studied it enough. Apparently she had studied Hades long enough to know its shape, form, and gears…which wasn't the best thing.

Sven and I jumped to the side as a barrage of bullets hit the ground. Apparently she had used the Orihalcon shell of Hades, but the shooting performance of a machine gun…wonderful.

I blocked several bullets she shot down at me before running up the wall and flipping into the air. I couldn't get to the height she was at, but the farther up the better aim I could get. I aimed as I fell back towards the ground, my back curving as I turned upside down. I aimed and shot three shots at her, hitting both of her wings.

She cried out and lost some height, falling as I did. I landed on my feet, crouched down as I watched her struggle to fly. This had to end soon, we needed to get to the real Eve and I needed to settle things with Creed.

Sven came up beside me as I stood, both of us looking up at the struggling even as her hands morphed back into blades. She seemed to realize that the injured wings would only slow her down as she landed quickly and came at us.

I dodged her slashes, but before I could turn and fight I felt one of the blades slice deep into my back. I gritted my teeth and stumbled forward before turning and aiming at her. I threw two shots at her, one hitting her right shoulder and the other shattering the blade of her left arm.

It was hard to hear her scream like that, it felt as though I was hurting the real Eve, and the look on Sven's face told me he felt the same. With her left hand rendered helpless, and her right arm injured she was slowed down. As long as she didn't get it into her mind to form the machine gun version of Hades again we had an obvious advantage against her.

Sven and I braced ourselves as Eve's body began to glow, shimmering in the dim light of the maze. I wanted to attack then, knowing that the best time to attack an enemy was following a previous one, but when the real Eve transformed I knew, for the most part, it was impossible to get an attack in because her defenses would be high.

As the light faded I was shocked to see the latest transformation. Spikes lines Eve's arms, legs, and back, making it impossible to physically attack her without getting hurt. Her skin also shined in the dim light as if it were covered in armor, something I could only test with Hades.

I glanced over at Sven who looked at me, both of us deciding in that moment it was time to make our move. Sven charged at her before releasing a barrage of bullets in her direction. They shot through the air before bouncing off Eve's spikes like a pinball then ricocheting and slamming into Sven's shoulder instead, the others flying through the air, and one grazing my cheek painfully.

"Sven!" I cried, turning to my partner as electricity coursed through his body. Sven had invented special bullets, one being to freeze, one to paralyze, and one, apparently, to electrocute the enemy, but now his own invention was working against him.

He screamed in pain as static filled the air, along with the terrible smell of burn flesh. I whipped back around to glare at Eve as she charged towards me, her arms crossed in front of her face, intending to use her spikes as weapons.

I jumped back and dodged to the side as she ran at me before spinning around and hitting her in the back of the head with the handle of Hades. She stumbled forward, dazed, before turning and whipping her arm towards me.

I ducked as several spikes flew from her open palm, but not fast enough as one lodged itself in my upper left arm. I grunted in pain as I pulled it out, bloody soaking into the black fabric of my coat, before I threw the spike aside and aimed at the girl who was slowly walking towards me.

"You're not Eve," I growled, aiming at her forehead. "So it doesn't matter what I do to you."

I didn't want to kill whatever this was, I really didn't, but something about it's impersonation of Eve was really beginning to make my angry. I pulled the trigger, sending a bullet flying towards her before it ripped through her skull and exited out the back, sending blood everywhere.

Yet, after the fatal shot-a shot that should've killed her, she continued to walk towards me, her expression unfazed and her body never reacting to what should've been severe pain. I took several steps backward as she came towards me, a trail of blood draining down her face and dripping onto her black dress.

"Train," Eve spoke softly as she raised her hand, her fingers and palm morphing into her version of Hades. "I never liked you."
And with that she pulled the trigger. I pulled Hades up, ready to block it, but it came to fast…faster than I had expected. My eyes grew wide as the bullet lodged itself in my stomach, making me cry out and double over.

I fell to my knees as pain coursed through my body, shooting up from my stomach and into my limbs like the spikes that covered her body. Something was different about this bullet…it wasn't the kind that would normally come from the version of Hades I held in my hand…and then it hit me. Eve had been by Sven's side the entire time he had invented those bullets for me…if this thing was supposed to be Eve it might have her memories…therefore it would know about the bullets. If Sven had created a different kind of bullet I didn't know about it had to be this one…the one that was coursing pain through my body that made me want to scream, throw up, and seize up all at the same time.

She came up to me, only a foot away so that I could see how truly blank her eyes were as the blood continued to flow down her face. She aimed again, pressing the muzzle of the fake Hades between my eyes, pressing so hard it made me wince.

"Eve…" I muttered through the pain as my free hand gripped my bleeding stomach and the other held tight to Hades. "You're not…Eve…"

My voice rose as I said her name, the anger coursing along side the pain through my rigid body. I lifted Hades and aimed at her chest where, if she were the real Eve, her heart would be. I pulled the trigger once, the explosion of the bullet filling the silent air.

Her eyes grew wide as she realized what had happened, blood splattering onto my hand as she stumbled back from the gun. The wound in her chest was much larger than a normal one would be, and I realized, as I watched, that it seemed to be growing in size. Her body disappeared little by little until she was entirely gone, nothing left but the bullet I had shot her with, clinking softly as it hit the ground.

The walls around us lowered and I heard Sven stir from beside me, the effects of his electric shock bullet obviously beginning to wear off. I heard him mutter something before he stood and made his way towards me, looking around as if he half expected to see Eve ready to attack again.

"Where'd she go?" He asked, glancing around until he saw the new opening the retreating walls had revealed.

"Disappeared," I muttered through the pain in my stomach, my hand covered in blood as if it'd never stop.

"So you defeated her, then?" He asked, looking down at me with a strange expression on his face, obviously not noticing the bleeding wound I was clutching.

"Yeah," I breathed as another wave of pain stabbed into me.

I felt heat wave after heat wave pass through me as the world around me began to sway and suddenly close together as if I were walking through a tunnel. I looked up to Sven before flashing him a grin, before I let the dizziness take over and fell backward, my head hitting the ground hard.

"Train!" He yelled as I lay there, blood pouring out of me and taking my consciousness with it.

He grabbed me roughly and pulled me away from the cold floor, my eyes opening to see a blurry version of his face in front of me. I couldn't exactly tell what he looked like, or how he was reacting to this as he shook me urgently before pulling me up against him.

"Oh, God," He swore under his breath as he pulled my hand away from my stomach and finally saw the wound. "Why didn't you tell me you got shot?"

"It's not a big deal," I smiled up at him, and really, I knew it wasn't. If I could get the bullet out, or at least stop the bleeding I'd be fine for now, I just needed this bleeding to stop, and for this terrible pain to go away. "I'll be fine if-"

My back arched uncontrollably in his arms as another shockwave of pain shot through me. I screamed louder than I thought possible, nothing had hurt this much in a long time. Normally a gunshot wouldn't hurt this much, sure it wouldn't feel good, but I'd ignore it until I could get the bullet out myself and fix it up, but this-this was different-this felt like something was ripping me apart from the inside out.

Sven lay me down on the ground as my body went rigid and I tightened my hands together until my nails dug into my palms. He took off his coat and bundled it up before shoving it under my head, then pulled my hand away from my stomach again and lifted my shirt to get a look at the wound.

"This is bad," He muttered as he looked around, as if he expected to find something that might help. "Train…did that thing shoot you with her version of Hades?"

I nodded before gritting my teeth, refusing to scream again. I had to convince myself it wasn't that bad, that way my mind would trick my body into suppressing some of the pain. I breathed in and out slowly, calming down my racing heart.

Sven pulled Hades from my hand and rested it beside my head before tearing away part of his shirt and dabbing at the wound, cleaning away the blood so he could see how bad it was.

"Earlier, just before we came here I designed some new bullets for you," He muttered as he worked on cleaning up the wound. "Eve saw me do it, I told her everything. They've got this poison in them that's released on impact as the head of the bullet is crushed by the pressure of passing through the body…"

"So..." I jerked as Sven came too close to the opening of the wound with the rough cloth. "So that's what's in me?"

"I think so," He replied. "If your body's reacting like this."

"Well, what do we do?" I asked, trying to sit up before he shoved me back down.

"I can't do anything without the proper supplies-we've got to get it out of you," He muttered, before cursing under his breath.

I pushed his hand away from my stomach and sat up, wincing as I forced my body to stand and retrieve Hades from the floor. I swayed back and forth, stumbled into him as he stood, before regaining my balance and holding onto his shoulder for balance.

"Train, you're going to kill yourself." Sven snapped as he retrieved his briefcase from the ground.

"We've got go get Eve," I replied calmly as I began to walk, my hand on my stomach as we slowly moved forward.

"But you've been shot in the stomach," Sven pointed out. "If the poison doesn't send you unconscious, what'll be leaking into your body from your stomach will."

"It's not my stomach," I muttered as we passed into the next corridor.

"And how would you know?" He asked impatiently, walking slow enough that I could use his shoulder for balance.

"I think it'd hurt a lot more than this," I replied. "Besides, I'd probly be dead by now, right?"

"Like I know," He shrugged. "But how do you expect to fight and win against Creed in this shape?"

"I've defeated enemies in worse shape," I replied matter of factly. "I don't plan on losing to Creed anytime soon."

I doubled over and hit the wall as we took another step, pain suddenly shooting through my entire body, making me feel as though I was being crushed. I thought it was the bullet causing it but as I struggled to look over I saw Sven on his hands and knees clutching his head and yelling out in pain.

"Maro…" I muttered as the pressure increased so that the floor beneath out feet began to crack. "But…"

"But you thought you defeated me?" His voice boomed as the pressure increased still. "You cannot believe that a weakling like you could defeat me."

I gripped my stomach harder as the pressure made the blood flow faster, my chest being crushed into my thighs as my knees buckled and sent me to the floor. Sven was struggling against the pressure beside me, pulling his attaché case beside him with as much effort as possible and hitting one of the buttons, but it was no use, the gravity crushed the machine gun muzzle as it shot out.

Maro laughed from deep in his chest as the ground beneath us broke apart even more. I knew if he didn't let up soon our bodies would be nothing more than a mess of blood, or something worse. I looked up at him, seeing that he was standing atop one of the maze walls, which had obviously lowered since he had begun his attack.

"Creed has made a request to fetch the both of you," He explained, increasing the pressure again and making me cry out as something cracked inside my body. "So, you will be coming with me little cat."

Before I knew it the ground beneath me was gone, and Sven as well, only to be replaced by a shining marble floor and the sound of quiet voices whispering. Sven fell beside me on the arm he had been shot in, clutching it as more blood soaked into the thin sleeve of his shirt.

I coughed and tasted blood as I fell forward, my face hitting the marble hard, my hand still holding tight to my stomach.

I listened as footsteps crossed the room, but I didn't care enough to look up and see who they were, for now all I cared about was that the gravity was gone and I could breathe. The voice suddenly became quiet as the footsteps stopped, but all I could see was the floor, nothing but white marble stretching on for what looked like miles.

"I see you made it out alive," Creed's voice was cold as he spoke, the opposite of how it had been the night before when he had forced himself on me…warm and soothing.

I heard Sven mutter something before yelling out in pain as I heard Creed hit him hard. I winced as I heard him fall hard, wanting to help him but knowing that there was nothing I could do but let this anger boil up inside me, because I knew later on what it could do.

"Take him to where the girl and the others are, we will deal with them later," Creed ordered and I heard the shuffling of feet before Sven was dragged away, yelling for me not to fight Creed.

I winced as pain shot through me again and more warm blood spilled onto my hand and the floor beneath me. I coughed hard again, the taste of blood even stronger, making me want to gag.

Creeds footsteps shuffled before he came up behind me, his clothes shuffling until I felt his cold hand on my back. I knew I was shaking slightly, my body going into shock as I lost more and more blood, but there was nothing I could do-I couldn't control it, even though I had succeeded in calming myself down enough that the poison in my blood hadn't taken hold yet.

"Train," His voice still sounded so cold, but calmer somehow now that Sven was no longer in the room. "My decision has been made."

His hand wandered up my spine and to the back of my neck before his fingers slid into my hair. I gripped my stomach tighter as the anger grew stronger. I wanted to turn around and shoot him in the face-to make him feel the pain he had caused me so many times. I wanted to kill him…I wanted him to die…

"I have decided you will stay here with me," He replied calmly, his fingers still sliding through my hair over and over. "And you will be at my side in the Apostles of the Stars."

"I'm not dead yet," I growled as I rolled onto my back and aimed Hades in between in eyes.

The pain the movement caused was worse than it had ever been but I ignored it, gritting my teeth against it as I held my aim steady. Creeds eyes looked surprised before sadness set in like it always did when I defied him, or refused to accept his ridiculous offer.

"Train," He choked as he looked down at the wound on my stomach, my black shirt shining with spilt blood. "You're hurt."

His hand reached down and slid against my stomach, his hand hovering over the open wound as he looked at me with sad eyes. I felt something burn inside me, something shoot through my body far more painful than the bullets poison. My aim wavered as I arched my body and screamed, my cries of pain echoing in the room filled with the Apostles of the Stars. My body shook uncontrollably as Creeds hand pressed against my stomach, the searing, burning pain shooting through me like a thousand bullets.

I lost my grip on Hades as my hands flew to my head, tangling in my hair as I tried to ignore the pain, tried to focus on something else as I felt like I was being cut into thousands of pieces.

Creeds hand tightened over my stomach before letting go, the pain slowly subsiding as it shot through me slower and slower, my cries of pain slowly ebbing.

He pulled me up against him as my body seized again, the pain almost more than I could take, before I seized one last time and he wrapped his other arm around me, talking to me like an injured child.

"I'm sorry, Train," He said sadly, his mouth close to my ear as he spoke and my body convulsed and shook again. "I didn't want to hurt you like this…but you just won't listen to me."

I jerked again before pressing my hands against his chest and pushing away. I fell hard onto the marble floor, my breathing strained as I tried to make the pain go away. What had he done to me? And why had he done it? My hand flew to my stomach almost instinctively but was ripped away quickly as I sat up and looked down at it in shock.

He had healed me…that's what the pain had been. He had healed all of the torn muscles and taken the bullet out of me. I looked down at the floor beside me to see the bloody bullet lying beside Hades, its tip crushed and a strange green liquid still leaking out of it.

"I healed you, Train," Creed replied, as if reading my mind. "I didn't feel it would be fair to make you fight me in that state."

I looked up at him before shooting a glare in his direction. That anger was back again, as if some sort of wild animal had been released inside me. He had hurt Sven, or at least had him hurt, and he had threatened to hurt Eve. I didn't know what had happened to the others but, as I looked into his sad eyes, I could feel a hatred beyond my wildest belief formed inside my mind.

"I know you want to kill me, Train," He said sadly, reaching out to touch my face but I pulled away, continuing to glare. "It makes me sad, but, I will give you that chance. As long as I can see you like that one more time."

He stood slowly and let his hand fall to the handle of Kotetsu, his imaginary blade before drawing it and pointing it's invisible tip at me. I could feel its sharp end against my neck, barely touching me but just enough to make me feel threatened.

I threw myself backwards and grabbed the gun from the floor before aiming it at him, ready to fight no matter how hard it was, or how much it hurt. I wasn't going to let my friends be locked up here like I was, and there was no way I was letting scum like the Apostles of the Stars kill them.

Train looked at me sadly before closing his eyes, his mind concentrating on something as he brought his sword up, pointing it in my direction.

"No matter how hard you try, you won't defeat me with that gun of yours," He said before opening his eyes, a new emotion there, one that had erased the sadness and replaced it with some sort of manic insanity. "But if I can fight you one more time, Train, that will be all that matters."