A/N: Here's the rewritten version. Enjoy.

It was the strangest sensation, falling without any intent of landing properly. It was like flying. Flying without wings.

Had it been another place or time, Junko might've enjoyed it. But right then, all she could feel was the wind and the dull ache in her chest.

Storm Shadow. Tommy. How could she hurt Tommy? Tommy, who gave her a new purpose in life. Tommy, who trained her and helped her hone her talents. Tommy, who loved her and gave her inner strength.

She had betrayed him. She had taken everything he had given her and turned it back on him with a sharp tongue and a bloody sword. He was still reeling from his last encounter with the Brainwave Scanner; the last thing he needed was her denying everything they had.

Saving them both so much anguish... it wasn't a bad reason to die. There was no way she'd be able to go on if it meant daily facing the scars she'd given him. She wouldn't be able to look him in the eyes without remembering how wide they were with fear and desperation. And, haunted by her betrayal, he would never love her as he had before.

But for now, he still cared for her. She heard him screaming her name as she fell, his broken voice fading with distance. Please understand, she silently begged. Please understand that I never meant to hurt you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Forgive me for not forgiving myself.

She closed her eyes. Relaxed. For a moment, she felt as if she was flying upwards instead of falling to her death. She couldn't hear him anymore, couldn't feel gravity tugging her down inexorably.

The water hit her with more force than she had expected. She couldn't breathe, couldn't gasp. For a moment, she panicked.

Her body numbed as she slipped into the waiting darkness.

Then, nothing.

She was free.