When I had woken up, everything was blurry. My breathing was long and labored. I saw Musica's face, blending in with the scenery. My head twisted and I saw my Taurus PT145 in my hands covered in blood.
"Where am I??" I asked myself. Musica's lips moved but no words came out. Blood foamed out of my mouth and I fell back into uncounciousness.
"Leila!"
__________________________________________________
The next time I had opened my eyes was when Musica had already left for the Rave Journey with the Rave Master. I had intentions of following him, but I had to recover my injuries. I stayed with the gang, kept them company. They also kept me company, too. It was funny, I was warming up to people.
Then I decided to go to Blues City, make a living there, y'know. It was about time already, I was a loner now. Again. But, I still kept in touch with the gang. I told them if they ever needed help to just swing by and let me know. I loved the boys, even though they were idiots. I owe them too much, they made me smile again for the first time in ages.
That is something I treasure very much. I hoped sometime I would see Musica again, tell him everything I learned. I wanted to ask about his dreams, his thoughts, and the legend I've heard so much about: The Silver Ray. The sad part was I did not see him for another year.
