Deviation Actions
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“Reno.” He gently lifted the redhead’s arm, exposing a deathly mortal wound. The Turk groaned cringing in pain."Hold on, Reno. Don’t give out on me."
A sharp intake of breath forced the redhead to open his eyes. He tried to sit up, but collapsed against Vincent’s shoulder. “. . . Valentine . . . what happened . . .” Reno touched the side of his face, his fingers stained with his own blood. “. . . my head . . ."
“Take it easy.” Vincent slid an arm around Reno, supporting his upper body. The redhead squirmed in his hold. “Just relax, Reno. You’re not going anywhere yet.”
“Vincent . . .” Reno grimaced, pain burning his insides. “. . . I can’t feel anything but pain . . . I must be-”
“Don’t start that.” The ex-Turk’s clawed hand felt the redhead’s injured side. An infected gunshot wound bled through Reno’s shirt and blazer, leaving dark red stains. “You’re not dying.”
“But, I . . .” The Turk gasped, coughing up even more blood. His head fell limp against Vincent, his eyes almost closed. “ . . . I feel so cold . . .”
That extract is really good. Are you doing a story on this? Because I would definitely read it.