“[i]Safe?[/i]” She spit out, glare intensifying. “I was doing perfectly okay before you showed up and started shouting the whole place down! Now I will tell you again, let go of my arm before you find yours missing!” Even in the midst of her rage Echo kept her voice down to a whisper so to not attract any unwanted attention. Suddenly a scream ran out and Echo slipped out of the boys grasp and took off down the hall. She skidded around a corner and froze. A small figure hung limply, impaled through the stomach by a sharp black tail. 

Echo let out a wordless cry and snatched up the first thing she could. Ironically a flame thrower was lying next to a dead body and Echo grabbed it. She advanced on the alien, fire billowing out of the nozzle of the gun. The alien screamed, the small figure flying against the wall as the alien escaped into the vents. Echo threw herself down by the little girl. “E-Echo…” The weak utterance of her name had tears filling her eyes. “E-Ellen, j-just h-hold…hold on. I’m going t-to f-fix you.” She tore a strip of her shirt to tie the wound though she knew that wouldn’t be enough. Her mind whirled around in circles before it clicked on something. There had to be a medkit somewhere in one of these rooms! 

She quickly scooped the girl up and took off down the hall with the flame thrower hanging on her back. She arrived at a room and almost howled out in pain at the light that greeted her eyes. She stumbled forward and gently laid Ellen on the table as she frantically began searching the room once she had placed her goggles over her eyes in order to see. She found a medkit in a cabinet but it was locked. In her desperation Echo drew her fist back and smashed it into the lock. She pulled the door open and yanked the kit out, turning back to the little girl. Her panic kicked into over drive as she saw how pale the girl was becoming. She hurried over and assessed the damage. It didn’t look good. She ignored the medical side of her that said that the girl had already lost too much blood and probably wouldn’t make it as she focused on cleaning the wound. Ellen weakly struggled and Echo soothed her as she pushed the tiny girls hair off her forehead. “Y-You’re g-going to be o-ok.” Echo didn’t know who she was trying to convince and she pushed it to the back of her mind. She had to get the wound closed. She fumbled through the kit looking for a needle but a choking, sputtering noise stopped her. 

She turned back to Ellen to see the girl coughing up blood. “Ellen!” She quickly propped her head up so the girl wouldn’t drown in her own blood. When she could finally breathe again Echo lowered her back to the table. The girl was taking short, stilted breaths before finally, after a soft rattling noise her chest stopped moving. “Ellen? Ellen no! Stay with me!” Echo placed her hands on her chest and started doing chest compressions. It was all in vain though, Ellen was gone. But Echo was too distraught to stop and so she keep working even though the girls’ body started to cool, muttering to herself as tears ran down her face.