Fire Burns (Note!)

[Michaelan Robinson]

(Okay...This is open to anyone wh wants to get in on this plot... Ryan and Ash are in it, of course, and I hope Eric will come in it.)

A shadow moved across the street, the darkness making her face pitch black. Michaelan moved sliently to the house her eyes were set for; Ashley's house. A small smile pulled her cheery red lips apart as she walked to the porch."It's in the plant... No, on your other left!", the voice yelled in her head. She grabbed the spare key from the small fern she had outside. She walked in and she smiled.Ashley seemed to have OCD, the way her house looked.'Too bad it's going to the ashes," she whispered softly.

She went to work.The gas can she left outside was still outside, and she brought it in. She poured it all over the furnature, the books, pictures... Anything she could get. She took the first one out and brought another one in. She knew time was running short because she smelled it clearly outside. She covered the whole house in gasoline and she opened the windows. Before she closed the front door, she lit three matches and threw them in. She ran to the other windows and threw four more in on each side. The blazes started, and she left to her car. She didn't bother to clean a thing. They could know who did it, for all she cared.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

A simple action, to take Ashley home, to get her ready for bed, make sure she was okay, and then fall asleep on the couch. The day was frustrating. He still had to go to work, despite his medical condition, and Ashley.. well, Ashley had suffered way too much. He continued to drive, tapping on the steering wheel every now and then ||with his free hand, of course; he couldn't drive with two hands when one arm was broken||, and then felt himself brake as soon as he reached the place.

It all smelled of Michaelan.

Well, Michaelan did smell like gas sometimes. So maybe one could take it literally, too.

But still.

Her house was on fire.

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Unable to sleep, Aiden had made the decision to go for a drive. After taking a look around she realized that she was in Ash's neighborhood. Might as well say hi while I'm here... She rounded the corner. The smell of gasoline drifted through her open car window. She gagged and her heart rose into her throat. Not Ash's house. Please. Not Ash's house. She begged nothing in particular.

Against her pleading, her subconcious was right. It was Ash's house.

Aiden sped up and came to an abrupt halt in front of Ash's house, practically jumping out of the car.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

"Oh for the love of Narnia!" Ryan cried, sighing heavily and opening his car door, dialing the fire department [117, I think]. He indicated a house was set on fire, most likely by a skilled arsonist, and frowned to the point that he swore he would get permanent lines etched across his forehead.

He, however, ran towards the towering inferno, seeing if he could recover anything; and realized that if he went in, yet another ceiling would fall upon him.

"Darnit!"

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden stared at the blaze, mouth practically hanging open. The heat licked her face, even from where she stood on the front lawn. Her heart raced as the memories flooded back.

A suddenly movement to her left caught her attention. She spotted Ryan running. Almost instinctively, she raced after him. She couldn't afford to see any of her friends hurt again.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

"Michaelan.." her name practically seethed through his teeth, though he blinked at the sound of footsteps behind him. Aiden. He had nearly stepped in, too, despite himself. He was but a few meters away, and then the sudden remembrance of the pain, the tears; sent him to just stand there. Frozen.

".. I-I'm sorry."

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden froze too, locking her eyes on Ryan. She cautiously took a step forward. "It's okay Ryan." She spoke gently, not quite sure why he was apologizing.

"Let's just get away from the flames and wait for the fire department. Nothing in there is important enough to risk dying for."

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

"Y-Yeah," Ryan muttered, walking back to where Aiden stood, closing his eyes. It was horrible. He always had to feel so useless around that, that--

--well, he couldn't say what Michaelan was, or he'd have to go to confession, but--

--that weenie. She always had to get in the way. It was because of her that Ashley was slowly spiraling down the road to pain. All because of her.

[Gavin Barret]

Gavin had also been in the neighborhood and spotted the flames. He now edged toward the front door,cautiously. He knew if there was going to be any evidence it would all be gone by the time the blaze was put out. The only way to get it was going in. He raced up towards the front porch without hesitation.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

"Wh-What the he--" Ryan was cut off when he spotted him starting to run. He cursed his rotten luck, turned to Aiden, apologized once more; before running after him. "HEY! GET OUT OF THERE! YOU'RE GONNA DIE!" he shouted, running through the flames, feeling them lick at the edges of his pants. "HEY! HEEEY! IT'S NOT NICE TO HAVE A CEILING CRASH ON YOU!" he called, nearly stumbling, but following as best he could.

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden sighed in relief that Ryan was okay. This whole onslaught of pyromania was getting ridiculous. She looked up at Ryan, her eyes filled with concern. "Are you going to be oka-"

She abruptly stopped talking as she noticed Gavin racing into the burning house. "Gavin!" Almost automatically, she took off after Gavin.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

"Aiden?! GET OUT!" Ryan said at the sight of her, frowning at all the people suddenly running into burning places. He could briefly recall a situation like this, when he had ran into a burning apartment to save a man's life. That wasn't too long ago. It was then he spotted a human leg, and supposed that to be Gavin's. Speeding up, he winced as part of his right pant leg got burnt off.

"The things I do-- GAAAVIIIIIIN!!"

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden raced after where she saw Ryan and Gavin go. Her eyes blurred from the smoke but she found Ryan but had no such luck finding Gavin. "Ryan?!?!? You need to get the freak out of here! Please! I'll get Gavin!" She choked the words out, pleadingly.

She would never forgive herself if they both got hurt,

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

"I'm almost there, Aiden! Almost--" Ryan was cut off when he was but a meter away, reaching out his good arm, and managing to catch the back of Gavin's shirt, before yelping at the speed he was moving, and falling onto him.

He stood immediately, however, looking around at the blaze that seemed to be slowly trapping them in.

WHERE WERE THE FREAKIN' FIREMEN!?

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden ran after them desperately. The flames bit her face as she finally caught up to them. Not stopping fast enough, she tripped over Gavin and fell over. She jumped to her feet. "Gavin! You IDIOT!!!! What the hell were you thinking?!?!?!?!" She practically shouted but held a hand out to him.

[Gavin Barret]

Gavin looked up at Aiden and took her hand gratefully. Getting to his feet, he looked down at her and then over at Ryan. "I was thinking I had a lead on some evidence that would be destroyed in the flames. I wouldn't've gone in if I knew you would follow me."

He frowned, feeling guilty. It seemed that Aiden always seemed to get hurt because of his stupidity...

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Turning away from the both of them, Ryan swore unprofessionally. "You guys can continue this talk later, because if we don't move now, we're gonna be trapped in here and eventually die," he muttered, turning to face them with a serious look etched across those shimmering hazel optics of his.

"Now, if I were you, I'd move I disagree. Trust me, it's not a nice feeling having a ceiling crash onto you," he muttered, and started to run.

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden nodded seriously and raced after him, grabbing Gavin's wrist in an attempt to pull him along with her. The heat felt like it was tearing at her skin. The smoke settled in her lungs, slowly suffocating. The smell of kerosene, the smell that was so much like death, burned her throat and stung her eyes.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

It was a terrible ordeal, having to go back the way you came. The floorboards were slowly breaking, considering the weight that was on them not too long ago. Plus, Ryan had a broken arm. Which wasn't helpful at all. He sighed, rolled his eyes, and continued to run.

"You guys okay back there?!" he called, seeing the opening not too far ahead.

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden coughed, struggling to breathe through the smoke. Her heart was racing. She could see the door. Their way out. A creaking sound in the floorboards put Aiden on edge. A loud creaking sound, echoing. They were near the exit. Another creak this time more like rumbling.

Aiden swore rather loudly and shoved Gavin out of the house. The doorway and front porch collapsed. She was trapped.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan swore under his breath at the sight of the crashing down, turning his head around his neck and crying out in frustration. "Oh, for the love of--" he groaned, running to the entrance, using both his hands to attempt to raise it; wincing as the bone in his right arm pained. It was broken. And he was trying to use it..

"AIDEN! HOLD ON!" he cried out, wincing as he attempted to raise it; his right arm straining.

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden looked around for improvised exit. Hearing Ryan, she stopped."Don't you DARE try to come after me Ryan Wolfe!!!!" She shouted. "I'll find my way out. Don't worry about it."

Trying to keep her head, she wandered toward what used to be the kitchen.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan bit his lower lip at the command, wondering whether or not he would follow it. His right arm was dying, basically, and all that work wasn't going to go unnoticed. ".. I will dare! I'm not letting you burn in there!" he called out, managing to lift a few planks of wood out of the way, allowing him to see a crack.

"You didn't give up on me! I'm not giving up on you, either!"

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden crawled onto the counter top and started prying the window open. "You won't! You already have a broken arm and a building collapsed on you! I don't want to risk either of you getting hurt."

The window was stuck. Aiden swore again, in frustration. Jumping off the counter, just as a bit of ceiling landed on it.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

"A little pain is worth saving a life!" Ryan called as he grunted, the wood coming off little by little. He inhaled, and finally moved to remove the largest part; wincing in pain and wondering if he would start to bleed. It shifted once, twice, and he heard some of his bones crack, the pain surging up his arm.

He, however, lifted it, throwing it to the side; making a mental note to apologize to Ashley about ruining her flower bed.

"Aiden! Hurry!"

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden followed the sound of Ryan's voice. Spotting the opening, just beyond a hole in the floor. She jumped, landing on the other side.

Stumbling out into the open air, she fell to her knees. "Thank you so much Ry. You saved my life. Again."

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan grinned, and held onto his right arm, wincing and falling to the ground; breathing steadily. "Maaan.. that was a work-out.. you better check on Gavin. I think you're the only one he trusts.." he said, directing a smile towards her, indicating he would be alright; before slowly drifting off into unconsciousness.

[Aiden Hawthorne]

Aiden looked at Ryan, reluctantly. She turned to go after Gavin but realized that Ryan had passed out. She turned back around and back over to him, dropping to her knees next to him, debating what to do.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Dreams.

Babies, one would never know what they dreamed off, as they would have no means of interpreting such.

Children, had innocent dreams. Filled with joy, happiness, innocence.

Those of adults held some work-related items, some related to family, some to government.

To the seniors, perhaps they dreamt of what they did the whole of their life, their memories. What they remembered.

But Ryan Wolfe.

Mr. Wolfe replayed each event of that hospital falling onto him, with each dream that passed, the debris falling onto him and covering him whole.

It was, so to say, a terrible ordeal.

[Ashley Renolds]

Ashley had missed the whole ordeal because of her meds she still had in her system. She was in a deep sleep, but her dreams were filled with burning bulidings and her friends and family getting hurt. Her second to last dream was terrible.

The cemetary....The preacher talking solemly...One...two...three people missing...Eric, Ryan...Ashley. "They were fine people, doing their best to keep Mia-" and it stopped.

Her eyes struggled open to see the remains of her home. "I've got to be dreaming!" she wailed loudly, and she saw Ryan. She opened the door and struggled out, each step hurting, bring tears to her eyes. She collapsed next to Ryan and finally realized he was sleeping. She noticed that it, too, wasn't a good dream. "Ryan," she said softly. She took his hand. She looked up and jumped, not even knowing that Aiden was there."What...What happened?I-is everyone alright?" she asked. Just talking was hurting her now, though...