The Institution

Rhixan swooped down and landed. "Neal! NEAL?!"

 

Two people emerged from the wreckage. It was the G-Men. They didn't have a scratch on them.

 

Rhixan stared at them. "Wheres Neal?!"

 

"Either he is burning to death, or dead." The G-Men brushed themselves off.

 

"No..." Rhixan shook her head. "NO!" She started to look around in the rubble. "NEAL! NEAL!"

 

Neal coughed up blood. Metal scraps pierced his legs and a poll pierced his stomach.

 

Rhixan found neal and sat next to him, hugging him. "I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry...." She was crying.

 

Neal couldn't speak. He put a hand on her head.

 

Rhixan cried harder. "Please don't die... I can't go on without you... You're always the leader..."

 

Neal's breathing grew ragged. He was getting paler.

 

Rhixan shook Neal slightly. "NO! YOU CAN'T DIE! YOU CAN'T! Think about everyone! If you die, we'll all die!"

 

Neal started to close his eyes.

 

"Stop it! OPEN YOUR EYES!" Rhixan shouted, crying harder.

 

Neal slowly reached towards the black case he had earlier. "Syringe..." He gasped.

 

Rhixan looked up at the case and grabbed it. Opening it, she took out the syringe. "What now?"

 

"My neck... inject my neck..." Neal tried keeping his eyes open.

 

Rhixan nodded. Holding his head, she injected his neck.

 

Neal pulled the metal out of his leg with a cry of pain. He grabbed the poll in his stomach. He started pulling it out.

 

Rhixan put her hand on Neal's and pulled it out with him.

 

Neal kissed her deeply for a long time. He broke away, blushing. "Um... that's how I say thank you..."