[b]Blaze[/b]

The captain has begun a cursory inspection of Flame as I hold her protectively in my arms. I’ve taken out my earpiece so I can focus my hearing on her vitals. I can hear the blood rushing through her veins but her heart is beating faintly and getting fainter. The even more troubling thing is, she’s not breathing. 

I nod quickly to the captain. I can’t think straight so I’m in no condition to try and tend to Flame. I release my death grip on my sister and instead lay her flat on the deck so the captain can get a good look at her. I pace, biting on one fingernail thinking about the millions I would kill to save my kid sister. Along with the worry though is also a nagging sense of betrayal. She didn’t tell me about the Phantom Spirit. We’re going to have a serious discussion when she wakes up. [i]Please wake up Flame[/i] cycles endlessly through my brain.