XIII

Kyle stumbled home, mostly wondering through the town. Eventually, he found Uncle Wayne's home. He stopped in the driveway, spotting Mary sitting on the porch. At the sight of Kyle, she stood up, arms crossed and waited for him to finish his march up the driveway. Kyle sighed, hobbling up the rest of the driveway.

"How bad are you hurt?" she asked.

"Not bad," he lied.

"Are you bleeding?"

"Maybe."

He collapsed on the porch beside her, rubbing his leg. He looked up at her until she finally sat down next to him. She was wrapped up in blanket, watching him carefully. He tried to put an arm around her but his shoulder hurt too much. As he lowered it, she stopped him, grabbing his arm.

"You are…bleeding," she whispered.

There was a cut and liquid streaming out but it hardly looked like blood. It shimmered a different color and luminosity. She touched it lightly, and it seemed to spark at the touch. Kyle cringed, pulling away and gripping his arm. She sighed, turning away.

"I'm sorry," Kyle hummed.

"I'll go get some bandages," Mary sighed, standing up.

"Mary," Kyle mumbled.

"Yes?" she stopped at the door, looking back at him.

Kyle paused. He then quickly turned away, murmuring "Never mind."

Mary nodded, disappearing inside. Kyle sighed, standing up. The yard looked peaceful, dimly lit in the moonlight. It was a view that brought a smile to his face. He slowly descended the porch, stepping into the yard. The pain seemed to subside as he waited in the yard in pure silence.

"Don't you look sweet?"

Kyle perked, spinning around. Eyes darting around, eventually they fell upon a familiar face in the shadows. Kyle smiled lightly.

"Benny," smirked Kyle, nodding. "How'd you…?"

"I'm a little disappointed in you, Knock Out," whispered Benny, stepping over.

"Benny?" perked Kyle, stepping back. "Or Breakdown?"

"Take a wild guess," he snarled.

Kyle began stepping back toward the porch. Benny followed. Kyle hit the porch, collapsing back. Benny stopped, rolling his eyes.

"You are pathetic," he sighed. "It's amazing how you remain in control over Knock Out."

"What happened to Benny?" gasped Kyle.

"He lost the battle," he smiled. "Breakdown won."

"Then stop before you both lose."

Kyle and Breakdown perked, looking over to the front door. Mary stood, shot gun in hand. She aimed it at Breakdown, carefully glancing at Kyle. Breakdown cursed, backing away with hands raised.

"Miss Mary," hummed Breakdown, nodding. "Protecting your wuss of a boyfriend."

"I'm protecting what I love and I'm afraid you just got kicked off the list," hissed Mary, stepping forward. "Now get lost or else."

"Or Else what," chuckled Breakdown. "I dare you."

"Mary pulled the shotgun up, firing at the sky. The noise echoed, forcing Kyle to cover his ears and Breakdown to back up again. The town not too far off began to liven up with noise or cars and sirens. Breakdown looked around, stopping at Mary and Kyle. The front door opened further, revealing Uncle Wayne. He snatched the gun off Mary, aiming at Breakdown.

"Get off my property you drunk!" he howled.

"Yes, sir," he snarled, turning around and leaving. "I will be back!"

Breakdown disappeared into the shadows. Mary helped Kyle up as Uncle Wayne turned to them. He shook his head, heading back inside with the gun. Mary sighed, looking at Kyle.

"We lost Benny?"

"Breakdown got in," nodded Kyle. "Benny is gone."

"Now what?"

"Now, I give you lift."

The two turned over, seeing a car have pulled up. Arcee stood outside the driver side door, arms on the roof of the car. She smiled lightly, watching the two. Mary pulled in close to Kyle as they descended the porch, heading toward the car. Kyle nodded.

"Really?" whispered Kyle.

"Prime wants to talk to you, at least," she shrugged. "Just for no funny business, I brought friends."

Out of the car came two others, one from the passenger seat and the other from the back. The one in the back was dressed mostly in yellow with a goofy smile on. The one form the passenger seat wore short sleeved green. They both looked between Arcee, Kyle and Mary. They slowly slipped back into the car.

"Ready for a drive?" hummed Arcee, patting the roof of the car.

Kyle stepped forward but Mary grabbed onto his arm. Kyle glanced back at her. In the moon light, she looked particularly beautiful with glittering bright hair.

"I'm coming with you," she whispered.

"But…"

"No, buts," she chirped. "You can't get rid of me."

Kyle smiled.

"Oh, and one more thing."

Mary leaned in and kissing Kyle. He blushed at first, and then accepted it. Eventually, she pulled away, smiling. Kyle, still blushing, turned around and stepped into the car. Mary followed him, sitting beside him. Arcee rolled her eyes, getting into the driver's seat. As Arcee drove off, Mary leaned in toward Kyle.

She whispered in his ear, "I love you." Kyle smiled