Summary: David attempts to talk Fang out of ending her life. Director Quin attempts to find out what happened to Agent Gunn.

Wha- what... I did not just hear her say that. push her off the cliff? What the fuck. Is she joking?
"David... could you please push me off the ledge..." she asked politely.
Oh god she is not joking is she... Why would she want that and why me? I know I should say something, but I can't find the words to say anything. I mean how could I say anything? I hear Fang sigh.
"David just push me off... please?"
Suddenly I found the words to speak.
"N- no." I was not going to push her off. I see her face twitching.
"David J- just push me O- off..." She asks again, I can hear her voice breaking.
"Fang no... I am not pushing you off the ledge." I start to wheel her backwards away from the ledge.

"David what are you doing." She asks.
"Helping you, I am helping you, Fang." I respond to her kindly.
"DAVID J- JUST STOP AND LET ME DIE." She pleads desperately.
"NO, I am not going to let you kill yourself or let you use me to do it." I tell her. Fang starts to move around in her wheelchair trying to get me to stop. but to no avail. She then proceeded to pull herself off the Wheelchair and fall to the ground. Oh god she is dragging herself to the edge, I make my way to her as I push the chair aside. Damn she is fast at crawling. I managed to restrain her with a hug; we are less than 6 feet away from the ledge. She is crying heavily now.
"David l- let go of me..." She pleads.
"No, I will not let go of you." I respond.
Then I felt her hand grasp my throat, I felt the sharpness of her claws on the end of her fingers, ready to pierce the soft flesh of my throat. Is she going to kill me so she could kill herself?

"Fang what are-"
"David let me be clear..." Her voice was calm, but I hear a slight anger in her voice. or was it desperation.
"...Let me go... or I will rip your throat out..." She demands. Her face shows she does not want to do it... should I push my luck or... let her die... fuck it, I'm not going to let you die Fang.
"Fang let me be clear with you... I do not want you to die, and your parents don't want you to die, or your friends... and if you have to kill me to die... then so be it." I await her next move.
Mere moments passed... I felt her grip waiver. then she lets go of my throat and held onto me... I knew she wouldn't kill me... would she? I felt tears start to well up in my eyes as I heard her whimper. How long was she thinking of suicide, then the moment hit me... the first time I saw her face make that grim expression was in my room, I have a feeling the thought of suicide was further away than that.
"David... why are y-you helping me?" she asks in a whisper.
"Because you're my friend, I don't want you to die Fang." I answer in a whisper.

She appears to think for a moment before speaking.
"David... do you know why I wanted to die?" She asks.
Well, I can already think of a few things, but I will ask.
"No Fang... can you tell me? Please?" I ask her.
"I- I- I hurt people David..." She speaks.
Is she confessing the shooting to me?

"... no, I killed people David... while I was at school, I felt trapped... I felt like I needed to do something extreme. But I was not thinking clearly when I came to the conclusion that- that snake... Naomi needed to die."
Naomi... one of the victims of the shooting.
"When I shot her... I was going to stop... but I saw another that wronged me- and I- just went on a rampage... shooting anyone I could get my sights on... oh god I enjoyed it too." She says as she holds me closer.
I remember the thought I had a few days ago that she might have enjoyed it... that made me feel ill.
"Then someone tried to stop me, I could not hear him or did I recognize him. so, I pointed the gun to his chest and pulled the trigger with a smile on my face... It was my brother Naser... my own Baby brother..." She starts crying even more now.

I hold on to her as she wept into my chest. This was weighing heavy on her soul for a very long time. Enough time for it to simmer it from immeasurable guilt to suicide. even the little things like Nuggets, hugs, friends, even affection won't stop this kind of guilt. Only facing it and its source will. But the source of this guilt is another subject in that of itself. And not to mention the constant reminders of what you did are everywhere at any time. Hell, one of those reminders are currently in my holster. What made her feel so trapped that the only way out is killing someone. I can only guess how she was treated at school. I can only wonder what event caused her to do this... or who.
"W- When I realized I shot Naser... I ran to the R- roof... to... end my performance..." she spoke after a few minutes of weeping.
Thats a dark way of putting it.
"I loaded one bullet into the gun a- and I froze in thought about the... performance at prom, and how it went wrong." she says.
Wait she did performances? I think back to what she could've done... oh the guitars on the wall of her room. she was in a high school rock band wasn't she.
"Then I snapped out of it when someone touched my shoulder... I did not know who it was, so I shot them... It was my boyfriend... Anon..."

Oh, that probably explains why he did not visit her... but if he went up there and knew she was a threat, does that mean he still loves her?
"I shot him in the leg, he begged me not to go... oh god I remembered the sound of his leg giving in."
Wait he might be still alive? If that's the case where the bloody hell is he?
"I backed myself near the edge of the roof, I realized what I must do... Then Anon spoke one something to me that I won't forget..."
I looked into her amber eyes as she looked at me.
"He said... 'Please don't leave me alone...' Then I looked back at him and smiled... then I stepped off the ledge, I realized what I done, and I tried to use my wings to slow my descent... but I was going too fast and I- I- hit the ground..."

She held onto me tighter now. "Hey, it's okay you don't have to-"
She spoke more anyways "I woke up in pain as I was laying on the ground... A group of students realized who I was and... they beat me... I- I should've died right then and there... but here I am. existing against everyone's will."
I continue to hold onto her as she appeared to calm down, I rubbed her back with my palm in some vain attempt to soothe her. She must be thinking that I hate her for what she done... but no I don't. If she regrets, it... then she can be forgiven, and I already forgive her more than anyone else would.
"David... do you think I'm a monster..." she asks in a whisper.
I gave that thought careful consideration for 2 days now... No... you are not a monster Fang.
"No..." I answer her.

"What... why? I Killed people David and I- I enjoyed it till the last victim, My own brother."
"Because... I knew... about what you done." I answer honestly.
I felt her go cold in my arms as she realized what I had just said. She looked up at me surprised at what I just said. "Wha... how... who-"
"Spears told me... when I excused myself at the dealership, I looked for him outside. He told me that you shot up the school, I almost couldn't believe it." I responded.
Fang still looks surprised. "And you never left... even though you knew I killed people."
"I was not exactly happy about being lied to... but I would never leave someone who needed help, now more than ever." I said as I held onto her.

She buried her head in my chest again. She began weeping fresh tears. And I just sat there with her for the longest time, did hours go by or was it just my imagination? Maybe we can do something more productive together, I have an idea in mind.
"Hey Fang..." she stayed silent. "How about we visit Nasers grave?"
Suddenly she shot her head up, her eyes are still red from crying so much. "Really?"
"Yes really." I responded.
She looks sadder now. "But... I don't deserve to visit him after what I... did to him..."
Don't think that... please. "When was the last time you visited him?"

She sat there and thought for a moment. Don't tell me you only visited him once and never again.
After some time, she responded. "The only time I saw him... was at his funeral." She looked down in shame.
This was just sad to hear... but we can still work through it. "I am sure he would love to see his Big sis again... so how's about it? You want to visit him?"
She thinks about it for a few minutes before giving a weak smile. "Y- Yes..."
"Okay then... let's get going." I picked her up and put her in her wheelchair. She looks slightly happier now. And hopefully less suicidal, lucky she did not reach for the gun I still had on me.

As I wheel her away, I wonder why she chose these cliffs. Does it hold some significance in her life somehow? The sheer drop of the cliffside is dangerous, even more so if you account for the sharp sea battered rocks awaiting you at the bottom. She must've chosen that cliffside from experience, I'm sure of it.
"Hey Fang, sorry to reopen a wound, but why did you choose that cliff side?" I ask.
"It's okay David... I will tell you when we reach Naser, but first we need to go somewhere else." she responded.
"Okay... as long as it's not another cliffside." I hear Fang chuckle to that... surprisingly.
"Nah we are just getting some flowers from... Rosa..." she choked at the word Rosa... wait the SAME Rosa that threatened to... what did she want to do with the nuggets again?
"What about Rosa? OH, don't worry I ran into her yesterday... unfortunately, I told her about your predicament. at least we don't have to worry about her killing us." I assured her.

Fang sighed "Is there ANYONE ELSE you talked to?" she seemed peeved.
"Just some other chick named Stella and that's about it." I answered.
Fang sighed again as I wheeled her to the Flower shop that was between us and the cemetery where Naser lies.
The shop comes into view as we approach it. And I can see a lime green Stego with the orange Latina Anklyo as they water the flowers they have in stock.
"Are you okay with seeing them? If not, I can park you in the shade over there." I ask.
"No, it's fine David, I need to see them." She replies as I wheel her to the shop.

And before we knew it, we are at the front of the shop. I can hear Stella talking about constellations and blood moons as Rosa listens. I look at Fang and she nods. I look at the two distracted Dinos, *Ahem*.
Stella turns around "Oh... OH hello David we were just... who is that..." Before stella can say anything else, she sets her eyes on Fang and loses her shit immediately.
"OH MY- FANG?!?" Stella steps back and steps on Rosas tail, I hear the Latina curse aloud in Spanish before spinning around throwing s- *TONK*
... My vision returns as I see a frightened Rosa pressing something against my head... Is that a rag? Wait how did I get inside? "Gracias a Dios your alive!"
I sit up and I can already see my vision get blurry. "What happened?" I ask.
Rosa looks down. "I... eh... thrown a watering can at your face in a moment of panic. a metal one."
Well, that explains the painful and throbbing headache I'm currently having. I look at the can she mentioned it is severely dented, and it has a bit of red on it. I think I might have a concussion.

"Well, it can't be that bad... wait why is there two of you?" I ask as the duo look at me worried. oh, wait there isn't two Rosa's.
"Well, you might want to stay here for a few minutes while I patch you up." Rosa said.
I looked to my right and I see Fang sitting in her wheelchair looking very worried as Stella talked to her. I can't hear what they are saying due to the ringing in my ears. Fang looked at me then told Stella something, oh stella is bringing Fang to me. Stella parked Fang right next to the couch I reside in. Fang used her hand to look under the rag Rosa left on my forehead, must be bad as I heard her suck the air between her teeth.
"It can't be THAT bad, can it?" I ask, Fang looks even more worried.
"David I can see the BONE from your SKULL." She responds. wait BONE!?!

"You're telling me rosa split my head open with a can watering... Oh no sorry watering can?" I see Fang nod as she applied more pressure to the rag.
I see Rosa comeback with gauze and bandages. She removes the rag and applies the gauze to the split forehead; she then uses the elastic bandage to wrap around my head, securing the gauze to the split. I have to say, she is very careful to avoid any discomfort while doing this.
"There all set amigo!" she chirps. "But you might want to take it easy on heavy duty stuff for at least a few days."
"Thanks Rosa, did you and Fang talk while I was out or..." Rosa cuts me off "We did, all I have to say is Fang is lucky to have you."
I sit up and look at Fang "Did you get the flowers you were looking for?" I see her nod as she holds up a bundle of Black and orange roses, and a couple of white hyacinths. I think she chose well with those flowers.

After some time, we headed off to the cemetery, lucky for me I'm no longer seeing double. Fang held onto the bundle of flowers like they were the most important thing to ever exist. We eventually made it to the cemetery, it looks empty, no one is in the cemetery when we arrive as we are left alone with the dead under us. It took a while to Find Nasers grave, but we did find it along with another tomb stone... suddenly my head begins to throb, and my ears begin to ring, the tombstone appears to be vibrating but... the fuck, Lucy Aran, 2001 to 2020, 'Here lies dearest Lucy, Heaven restore you in light'... my head... what the fuck??? I blink a few times and it disappeared... the fuck was that?
"Uh David... are you okay? You looked like you saw a ghost." Fang asks.
"Yea I'm fine... just thought I saw something, but it was nothing." I assured her... I hope I was seeing things.
I look at Nasers grave... Naser Aran, 2003 to 2020, 'In memory of Naser, loving son and brother.' I look at Fang who is tearing up.
"It's okay Fang. I'm sure he is excited to see you again." I assured her.

"David put me right next to him... please?" she asks.
"Sure thing Fang." I said as I wheel- "No... Pick me up and put me next to him..." she asks.
"OH... sorry." I apologize as I pick her up and set her next to the grave.
Fang lays there as she puts the flowers at the base of Nasers tombstone. "I'm sorry Naser... so... so... sorry." She says as she begins to weep.
I sat next to Fang and hugged her. She did many very brave things today... Meeting up with old friends, confronting her guilt, and visiting her brother Nasers grave. I'm... proud of her.
I have no idea what I saw next to Nasers grave... but that tombstone had the Aran family name on it. I could ask Fang who Lucy is.

"Hey Fang, can I ask you something?" I ask her, she looked at me and then said.
"Please don't call me that..." she asks.
Um, okay? "Call you what?" shortly after I said that she answered.
"Fang... Fang killed people and enjoyed it... please don't call me that David." she begged.
Okay this is rather strange. "Sure thing... who would you liked to be called instead?"
She looked into my eyes and then she spoke... "Call me by my real name... Lucy."

Lucy... that's her name... the tombstone I saw before had her name on it... the fuck... what... how... why? Is Fang speaking to me... I can't seem to focus... was she supposed to.... no that's impossible she is right here in front of me. talking, breathing, looking at me with her amber eyes...
"David are you okay?" she asks.
"Yes..." I lied.
I have no idea what I saw... a figment of what was supposed to happen but never did perhaps, perhaps it was an illusion from my injury, we might not never know. All I do know is I hugged F... Lucy tighter, It's a nice name.
"Well... Lucy... we should probably get home soon, in fact what time is it?"

I looked at my phones time... OH, its 5PM, and we have to walk an hour and a half back. "Fffffuck." I sighed.
"What time is it, David?" Lucy asks.
"It's 5PM, and we have to walk back home." I told her, she looks at me shocked.
"Well, we should get moving David." she says as I pick her up and put her in her wheelchair.
Before we set off for home, I see a silhouette in the trees in the distance. I think I'm seeing more things already. I start to wheel Fang- sorry LUCY... back to the house. I think for a moment, Lucy told me what she had done... should I tell her... I mean we have the time, right? If she confessed I should do so too... about how we first met... at the bank rather than the meet and greet.

So, I ask her "Hey Lucy..." she responds with "Yes David?"
"Remember the first time we met?" I ask as we left the cemetery. She responds with "Yes, at the meet and greet?"
"Well, that's the first time you saw me... but not when I saw you." I said honestly. She looked at me confused. "What do you mean by that?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Well remember the Bank... mostly the heist?" She looks even more confused "Yea why..."
"Well one of the robbers got you out of the crossfire before you got hurt, then your dad punched him in the face when the robber got you to safety." I spoke.
Lucy looks at me and says, "Wait how did you know about that?" I looked her in the eye and simply told the truth.
"...I was that robber." Lucy looks at me bewildered. "And I got one hell of a story for you about how I got there." i said to her as we make our way to home.

-Director Quin-
-The following night-
I have been trying to contact agent Tyler Gunn for some time now... no leads no reason almost as if he dropped off the face of the earth. then suddenly I get a text from him.

Gunn: I found a lead to Anons whereabouts.

About damned time

Quin: About time you found something, care to come to the hotel so we can talk about it?
Gunn: already outside, waiting on u to open the door.

Strange he could've just knocked... wait he does not use the word 'u' at all, even in text. there is one thing I can do to confirm something.

Quin: Okay.
Quin: so, how's the family?
Gunn: they are good.

Tyler does not have family... this is not him. Who is this bastard?

Quin: You're not Tyler Gunn.
Quin: Who are you?
Gunn: I am the one who brings vengeance.
Gunn: To those who wronged us.
Gunn: and you need to pay.
Gunn: pay
Gunn: pay
Gunn: pay

The text just starts coming in rapidly. I grab my trusty .44 python before I hear something...
Thats the door opening... and closing. I flip around and I see the figure standing next to the only light source in the room... a lamp, he has his fist in it as he crushes the light bulb inside. What's worse he had a dark and jagged blade in his other hand.
The room was enveloped in darkness... I wasted no time as I shot where he was. the muzzle flash illuminated the room, and the figure was in another spot than the last one, I fired to where he was again, and the same fucking thing happened.
What was worse was he was getting closer. I fired again same thing, I fried again. two shots left and he is closer now. I fired again and the flash showed nothing, but my peripheral caught His gasmask looking straight at me. he is right next to me.
I flipped around, before I could pull the trigger, he grabbed the barrel of the gun and pointed it away from him before I fired, the Flash showed him bringing the sword down upon me...
There was nothing I could do as I felt a sharp pain hit my skull...
then everything went dark, if it wasn't dark already...