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FREAK heard the shotgun blasts from his right and hurried through the bushes on the alert, smelling blood nearby and uncocking his shotgun. He had a faint glimpse of Scouse Mac who looked back and gave him the thumbs up, pointing in the opposite direction. Freak smiled back and hurried forward.

Pretty soon he came across to where Despare lay, bleeding and patched up. Despare's senses were tingling with alarm, but he felt so weak that he just put an arm out in weak protest. Freak smiled sadistically, and fired twice in quick succession.

BLAM!!

BLAM!!

The shells blazed through the air and thumped one after the other into Despare's stomach, who let out a small moan in weak agony. Despare's eyes were looking at big bright lights, caused by the incessant pain his nerves were going through and sending SOS signals to his brain. Freak threw his shotgun away and walked back to join Scouse, and Despare's almost limp arms picked up 2 more HPs from his almost depleted stock.

Despare had 1 HP left, and was bleeding continuously.

Someone nearby looked at Despare from between the trees, and moved forward. He leaned over Despare and whispered "You are not going to die, mister!"

Despare looked up with numb eyes and realisation came flooding through his brain cells. Young FERRETCHUCKER looked back at him with an angelic smile, and Despare sighed quietly. He closed his eyes, wincing at the pain racking through his body. Ferret looked at him, and then took a silent decision. He took out ALL of his HPs, and put them into Despare's duffel bag. "Use them when you need them the most," he whispered to Despare, who tried to open his eyes again.

By the time Despare had his eyes open and senses back, Ferretchucker had disappeared.


(To Continue on...)