𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐭 - Chishiya Shuntaro AIB

20- 🂺 𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞

Niragi was standing there, burned from head to toe, but still standing, shooting into the crowd. Until he noticed my presence and aimed at me to take revenge

I was ready for the impact. I knew it was coming, I deserved it. But the impact never came, at least not in the way I expected it

In a milisecond, Ameya was standing in front of me, her body slightly get pushed back and falls to the ground

The bullet was meant to be mine, but she took it. She fucking took that bullet for me...Why would she do this?

I tried to reach for her, but the world had another plan for me. Karma hit me back like a fucking bomb

I killed the one she loved so he came back and killed the one I...

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like her
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like her

Yet, she was lying on the ground, her blood flowing and soaking her vest

The whole Beach was falling to ashes and she was lying in the middle of it all. The world was on fire and no one could save her but me 

I could leave and save my life, I should leave, that's what I would've done 

Or I could be foolish and stay to save her life
And it's strange what desire will make foolish people do

Desire? Is that what I felt?
Did I desire to save her? Or did I desire her?

So I stayed. I kneel down and put pressure on the wound. I put my finger on her neck and concentrate, I feel something, it is so light that I am scared I might have imagined it. But it's here, a faint pulse trying to survive

I had to be quick. So I take her small body in my arms and lift it

The underground was meant to be fireproof because it held all the electric systems and the gas for the kitchen. The kitchen that had been taken hostage by Ann as a medical room

Fire was spreading all around, but I couldn't let it stop me. So I walk through the fire, I walk through it 

I run, go down the stairs, yank the door open. All the material is here

I place her body softly on the cold metal table and open her bloody vest. I examine the wound and see that the bullet is still inside and really close to her heart. It might even have touched it

I stop and look at her face. Her eyes are closed and her face is pale. I can't let her go

I've always hated the whole medical field, mostly because of my father. I swore I would never do it again. But right now this knowledge could save her. Now was the exception to finally use what I'd been learning all this year. She was the exception

So I switch my brain and go into surgeon mode. I take off my vest. Clean my hands. Put gloves on. Disinfect the wound area. Inject morphine. Take a blade and the forceps and precisely cut her skin open wider to have access to her heart. The bullet is lodged between two ribs and really close to a heart artery. It's really critical, if it gets pushed only by a millimeter it could definitely kill her. I have to be precise and steady. I can't fail. I can't lose her

I insert the tool and move really slowly, my whole focus on where my hands are going, and what movement they do. I place the end of the bullet between the forceps on each side on it. I stop breathing. Slowly pull it off, careful not to make any mistakes