¬°OVERGROWN!

DISCLAIMER: I OWN THE THREE GAMES. I WANT THE REVAMP OF THE FIRST COMING OUT. I HAVE THE ENTIRE SERIES. BUT UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES DO I OWN THE RIGHTS TO WA.

"To your left!" Jet roars. He lets off a few rounds of bullets into the deep corridor. "Listen, Virginia, run."

"What?"

"There's no end to them. You kill it; it comes back." Jet grimly notes. "Go to Clive. Gallows should be lying around back there too."

"What about you?" She worries grasping her guns tightly.

"Just go. This is my responsibility." He grits. "This enemy, only exists because of me. This enemy, is Filgaia's enemy, and that means it's mine."

"Look, I'm the leader. This is my job."

"I never really was part of the group. You ain't my leader." Jet explains. "So, you have no say in my actions."

"I'll go, but, be careful." She turns to leave.

He snatches her wrist. Silence. His eyes drilling into hers'. "Take care of the girl."

"Right." She replies with doubt.

"I mean, she has to die."

"What?" She screams.

"Just do it. I don't care what she says. Whether she has any part in this at all. She's still-"

"I won't kill her."

"I didn't think you could. Just go." He whirls around. His gun raised.

"Good luck."

"It's bad luck to say good luck." He comments and disappears into the dark of the ruins.

"Jet." Virginia turns and runs the opposite way.