Part Three: Ayumu

There was no way I was letting this girl die. She had tormented me for months and I wasn’t going to have her taken away in a few seconds. Fang sat motionless, watching me work. I guess being a medic in World War II has its benefits. I was well aware of the English girl I’d called my friend. She stood with a deeply pleased grin on her face. As soon as I got Hallie’s heart beating again I was going to rip off that English brat’s head.

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