blueteamnovel Chapter 102 She's Dead
Chapter 102 She's Dead
as i drained gino's hitman of his blood, my mind expanded. i gained skills i never had before and my mind began flashing through memories that weren't my own.
[guns skill upgraded to good]
[would you like to access the target's memories]
'yes.'
i replied yes despite the fact that i kind of already was accessing his memories. it seems like there wasn't a clear delineation between what the system could do that i couldn't and i could do and the system couldn't. the line was blurred and overlapped in areas.
i could imagine that would be very frustrating to someone who liked the world to have clear cut rules. seeing as i wasn't one of those people, i couldn't care less if my abilities and the system's overlapped, but you might.
it was what it was. to get back to the point, i flashed through the memories of the hitman. it revealed gino ordering the hit, gino's headquarters, the layout of the place, the password for easy entry, the works.
it gave me everything i needed to take gino down. that wasn't my first priority but it was towards the top. my first priority was to check on mira. i threw the hitman's body to the floor.
i got down next to the medic who was giving me a weird look. then i realized i probably had blood all over my face, neck, and body. and the fact that she probably saw me sucking down that dude's blood.
ignoring the medic's look of genuine concern, i said, "how is she?"
the medic said, "her? sh-she's dead. he shot her through the heart multiple times. she bled out in seconds. there was nothing i could do, so please don't kill me."
"why would i kill you? i killed the other guy because he shot her. you did nothing wrong. i may be a blood drinking freak, but i'm not a bad guy. i don't kill people for no reason," i said.
"o-ok. whatever you say. i have to do something," she said and legitimately sprinted away from me. figures. i'd probably do the same in her shoes.
i kneeled over mira. her eyes were still open staring at nothing. i closed them for her. i could still save her, but cops or security could show up at any second and she could get caught in the crossfire and die all over again.
everything froze and the portal opened up next to me.
"no. that's not fair! you have to give me more time!" i said.
the portal didn't respond. this wasn't fair! this was bullshit! @$$ couldn't do this to me! make me bond with this girl with an expiration date and then take her away as soon as one good thing happens in her life?
i pulled out the cure all medicine and tried to jab it into mira's arm, but the frozen nature of the game made it so the needle wouldn't penetrate her skin. everything was frozen. it was over. time for me to give up and leave. this was bullshit!
it wasn't fair. i wouldn't allow it. i was going to stop this madness if it took every ounce of strength i had. i walked up to the portal and spread my hands wide. i gripped the outer left and right side of the portal and pulled them together with all my strength.
"well, did you kill a guy?" ralph said.
"yes, but for good reason! now are you gonna hide me or not?" i said.
"ok, ok! i'll fucking hide you! just get behind the counter. i'll open the door to the back," he said. he pulled out a set of keys and began fiddling with them while walking towards the display wall.
i stepped behind the counter just as ralph opened a door that wasn't easily visible from in front of the counter. he let me in first and then came in himself and closed the door and locked it.
he looked at mira and said, "your friend looks dead."
"she is, but i have a thing that can bring her back to life," i said.
"what, like a defibrillator?" he said.
"something like that," i said. i pulled out the cure all syringe.
i laid mira down on the ground in the cramped backroom and just breathed for a second. then, with determination, i stabbed her in the arm with the syringe and injected it.
nothing happened at first, but then color started coming back into her face and she sat bolt upright and gasped a huge breath.
"dylan! what happened? the last thing i remember is some guy shooting me in the chest and then falling down on the ground. and that's it. now i'm in somebody's shitty closet," she said looking around.
"hey! don't insult my shitty closet, you dead person!" ralph said.
"what does he mean, dead person?" mira looked at me.
"well, i wasn't going to tell you this, because i didn't want to upset you, but i guess i kind of have to now," i said, glaring at ralph. "you died. the guy shot you through the heart a million times. you bled out in seconds. or at least that's what the medic told me, before she ran away."
"i died? then how am i alive?" she said, a look of concern on her face.
"i used a very rare medicine to bring you back to life. it was one time use and i don't have anymore, so please try not to die again anytime soon," i said.
"holy shit!" mira said. she kind of stared off into space for a minute, and then she looked at me with tears forming in her eyes and said, "you saved my life? again?"
she grabbed me by the collar and pulled my face against hers. our foreheads were kind of just pressed together and she mashed her face against mine as she wept.
after a minute, without opening her eyes, she tentatively kissed me on the mouth. just a quick smooch. nothing more. then, still holding my collar, she pushed my face away and looked at me to gauge my reaction.
i don't know what i did with my face at that moment, but i must have done the right thing, because she pulled my face back in and kissed me hard this time. and she kissed me long.
then she kind of fell backwards and dragged me down with her while still kissing me. we ended up kind of just making out on the floor while a man in his fifties or sixties stared at us with a really confused look on his face.