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The girl was dead, he knew she was, even as he knelt beside her, searching for one sign of life, he knew it.
He stood up and looked around at the scene of devastation, bodies mangled to the extent where they weren’t recognisable, faces in expressions of anguish. Mouth’s open, cut off in the middle of blood curdling scream’s.
Turning around, he limped away, over to a wall with a hole in.
He had straggly light brown hair and pale green eyes, one of which was only open a fraction.
He reached the hole and leant against the side, looking back at what he could have helped stop. He could have saved those innocent lives, but instead he’d run away from it and by the time he came to his sense’s he was too late.
“DAMN! WHY did I do it? I’m such a dork!” He cursed himself and brushed his fringe out of his eyes, wincing as he narrowly missed the cut on his face.
He could barely see through the one eye he could open, his glasses had fallen from his face a few hours previous. And his desperate attempt to retrieve them had resulted in the injury, which was stopping him from opening his left eye more than a mere, millimetre and his glasses being crushed.
A voice he barely recognised calling his name woke him from his thoughts
“Ivan! Ivan is that you?”
“Marietta? But how?” He managed to focus his eye enough to recognise who it was.
“Shh, is it safe down there?” she asked as she reached him
“The safest place for – Ouch – Mile’s” He replied yelping as he stepped awkwardly and if it hadn’t been for the wall, he would have fallen.
“We’ll go down there then, it’s not safe out here, far from it” She said and helped him over the thresh-hold
Once inside they where plunged into almost complete darkness and it smelt damp, but as they moved along a long tunnel, Ivan limping badly and Marietta stopping at every turning and entrance to a chamber off the tunnel, Ivan finally asked Marietta the question he hadn’t got the answer to outside
“How – ouch – did you get here? Ouch”
“I hid in a deep under-ground basement, and by the look’s of you, you had a much harder time of it than I did”
He snorted and said “You could say” before resuming his thoughts of ‘What if I hadn’t been such a bloody coward?’ and ‘If I hadn’t been so stupid all those peopled still be alive’ He swore out loud making Marietta jump
“What? What’s wrong?”
“N…Nothing, I’m fine Marietta, really I am”
“Except for the fact you can barely see or walk”
He stopped and laughed “Yes apart from those two fact’s” Then he noticed the look on Marietta’s face and stopped laughing “Yes apart from those two fact’s I’m perfectly fine”
“You’re a mess” Marietta said and glared at him for a moment before continuing along the tunnel.
Ivan followed in Silence until he fell over something Marietta had walked straight past. It was the thud he made when he fell that made Marietta turn around
“Oww, who the bloody hell left that there?!” He cursed as he sat up and tried to see what he’d fallen over
“You alright?” Marietta asked as she tried to help Ivan up.
“I think so, just tripped” He wasn’t looking at her, he was looking at what he’d fallen over, Marietta glanced at it, then looked away as fast as she could.
“Come on Ivan we have to get you cleaned up, come on MOVE!” She tried again, but he didn’t hear a word
“IVAN! MOVE!” This time she shouted and he heard. When he tried to stand he found he couldn’t, Marietta sighed
“Come here” She said offering her assistance to him, he gratefully accepted
He was relieved when they reached a chamber Marietta had obviously been looking for. He lent against a wall and within second’s he’d fallen asleep.
Five minute’s later though, he awoke to a stabbing pain in his left leg and yelped.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you!” Marietta said in a hurry as she looked up
“Don’t worry about it, you’re helping me, that’s what matter’s” He said through clenched teeth
“How did you get into this mess anyway?” she asked looking back at what she was doing
“Don’t be dim Marietta, you know what happened out there, I was lucky, pity I was stupid at the same time though” He said
“What? You weren’t stupid” Marietta said looking up again, baffled.
“Yes I was, If I’d done one thing I could have helped stop that from happening. And I’d be able to see properly”
“And walk” Marietta added “We knew something like this was going to happen Ivan, just, not on this sort of scale”
“You have no idea” Ivan muttered and closed his eye’s ‘If only I hadn’t thought of myself’ He thought, but before anymore thought’s could float through his mind he’d fallen asleep again.
He never woke up while she cleaned the cut running from the corner of his left eye, to just above his ear.
“Well at least he’ll be able to see a bit better, pity about the fact he’s lost his glasses though. That must have happened quit a while ago, for the blood to run all the way down to his shirt collar. Oh well better for it to be running down his neck from his face, than from a cut throat” She muttered to herself then fell asleep next to him, her dark hair flopping over her shoulder’s.
Ivan awoke two hour’s later, and was more than a little surprised when he found he could open both eye’s, then he looked around and almost laughed when he saw Marietta
“Of course she always was good with the first-aid kit, back at school” He muttered and looked around to see if there was anything of any use in the chamber, all there was, was a couple of hand-gun’s and a rifle.
“Well I’m not sitting around here waiting for someone to come in here and shoot us” He mumbled getting clumsily to his feet and limping along the tunnel.
Past the thing he’d fallen over earlier and to the entrance.
Looking around him he made his way over to the girl he’d hopped above all hope’s was alive, when he reached her he realised his first mistake, hovering above him was five helicopter’s, he hadn’t seen them before because of the fading light and he hadn’t heard them either , his second mistake was not taking a weapon with him.
“SHIT” he muttered and darted behind a wall as quick as he could, which wasn’t too fast.
He was too slow, a flood-light flickered on and the pilot of one of the helicopters spotted him.
He remained behind the wall for some time, then spotted a rifle laying on the ground.
He grabbed it and jumped out from behind the wall and fired at the flying vehicles. Missing by miles.
“There he is, get him!” he heard a man yell and almost instantly wished he’d stayed where he was, a million rifle bullets came flying through the air towards him. Darting back behind the wall he almost felt like he couldn’t go on anymore.
“What’s his name?” Another voice yelled
“Ivan Carr!” the previous Male voice replied
“Ivan Gareth Carr!” Marietta’s voice shouted, louder than the previous two,
“Who’s she?”
“Don’t know! GET HER TOO!”
“Not so fast” she muttered and pulled a machine gun from behind her back, she opened fire on the air-borne crafts
“IVAN!” she yelled
He crawled out from his hiding place and stood up to stand beside her
It was at that moment that he decided, he was going to do everything he could to put right what he’d done wrong.
Not much could be done, but he didn’t care, what he could do would be enough, he’d decided that already. He still didn’t know why these men wanted him though.
Marietta glanced to her right and saw him, it had already become clear to her what she had to do and she knew what would become of the situation., she was prepared to commit herself to her task.
Suddenly Ivan moved, he turned and stood behind Marietta, back-to-back they stood like two soldiers who know their hour of death is near.
But instead of muttering, Ivan aimed his rifle focusing with his one eye, He’d disturbed the cut again and it was spilling fresh blood down his neck onto his collar, but he ignored it. He aimed the rifle and it hit the target, not the pilot of the air-craft, but the man firing at him and Marietta, one at a time he picked them off like they were simply cans at a shooting gallery.
Marietta simply stood there, eye’s un-focused, all she could feel or hear was Ivan leaning on her back and the bangs of the rifle he was firing. Until the background sounds of helicopters hovering faded into oblivion and his weight disappeared completely. She turned in time to grab his arm as he fell.
“IVAN! IVAN!” she yelled as she tried to wake him, realising it wasn’t possible and that it wasn’t safe out in the open, she hauled him back to the safety of their cave-like refuge. From there she sat for a while simply cradling him in her arms as if he was dead, which was very nearly the truth, he was clinging onto life by a thread, he kept fading in and out of consciousness, but in none of the time in which he was, did he manage to conjure any thoughts that made any sense.
Slowly she calmed herself, and, realising that he wasn’t dead but just in need of some TLC she set about supplying it.

Piczo