Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131204014847/@comment-7497475-20131209064000

Scarlet put her arms in front of her face, the bullets at this range hitting hard. They tore into her body, the exoskeleton deflecting some. She could feel herself getting weaker, the bullets doing their work well. The heat from Rouge wasn't helping either. About to push forwards and end the barrage, a stray shot hit her throat. Suddenly she felt ice cold.

''The man raised his arm, the gun pointing at her. Darting forwards, she knocked his gun aside, firing it as she did. Turning, she saw her mother, the gunshot to her chest bleeding. Scarlet could do nothing but watch, before feeling a shot to her throat. Her vision dimmed.''

She was on her back. Despite the damage to her body, she couldn't feel anything. Her eyes were open, but little more than a haze could be seen. Trying to move, Scarlet managed to twitch her fingers. It occured to her that Rouge must have failed, otherwise she'd have been flying all over the place.

''Why? I couldn't help you Rouge. I'll wait for you wherever I end up. I'm sorry.''

Scarlet closed her eyes, coughing once before relaxing.