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Cheng ran down the streets with Jiao. At this time of night, there were very few people on the streets. That made it much easier to spot any harvesters coming towards them. "Almost there..." Cheng coughed as he slowed down. His chest hurt like hell, and the taste of blood filled his mouth. He came to a complete stop to spit out what blood he had in his mouth.

Jiao stopped running, looking back to the lucario. She was worried he might be dying. "W-what's wrong?" She quickly asked him.

The lucario felt blood beginning to soak the fur at his chest, and his back. He knelt on one knee, and began to take off his coat. His suspicions were confirmed, blood was soaking his bandages. The wounds reopened during the fight with the nidoking. "I'm fucked..."

Jiao wasn't about to let him die, not yet. "No you're not. Get back up and keep moving!" She shouted. She wasn't about to just let this lucario lay down and die after everything they had already been through.

Cheng put his coat back on before standing once again. They were so close to freedom. Once they were out of Hengsha, he could go to a hospital and get his wounds treated. "I'm moving..." He grunted as he started walking again. Already, he was feeling weak from all the blood he has lost.

Jiao walked besides him, hoping that perhaps he would pull through this. It was looking bad, but if they were lucky, they wouldn't have to fight any harvesters from now on. They were so close to the docks, she could almost hear the water. Eventually, the docks were in sight. The docks were made out of reinforced concrete. The water looked black, with gold shimmering on the surface. Past all the smog, and across the water were silhouettes of tall buildings. Perhaps one day, one of buildings could become their home. There were boats nearby, three of them looked like they could easily be their boat. "Which one is our boat?" Jiao asked the lucario.

"The Mìngyùn." The lucario told her as a faint smile spread across his face. They were so close. All they had to do was wait here, and get on the boat. He couldn't believe they actually made it here, but he wouldn't forget just how many people he had to kill to get here. The machamp, the gallade, the ninetails, the bisharp, the conkelduur, the infernape, and finally the nidoking. Seven people in less than forty-eight hours had to die so he can live. He didn't doubt that the harvesters were putting out every man they had to look for him. Nearby, there was a metal bench, which he then sat on.

Jiao could already see the boat, she couldn't wait to get away from this place and start a new life. Maybe things would be different in Shanghai. "How many credits did you get from all your stuff?" Jiao asked as she turned her attention back to the lucario.

"Enough to get us out of here, and start a new life..." Cheng replied as he looked back to the jolteon. It was amazing how much could change in such a short amount of time. It wasn't so long ago that he would've killed her without hesitation, but now, he was ready to risk his life for her.

The jolteon jumped up onto the metal bench with him, and rested her head on his lap. "... Maybe we could move somewhere else... Somewhere really far away..." She suggested, figuring maybe it was still a little risky to stay in Shanghai. She was worried that perhaps the harvesters could find them even in Shanghai.

"Really far away? Like where?" He asked, curious to know where she would like to move to.

"How about Canada?" She replied with a big smile on her face. "We would be so far away from the harvesters, they wouldn't be able to find us."

"We already have!" A weavile yelled out to them, standing about twenty feet away from them. It was the same weavile the lucario shot in the face. He looked different, bandages covered his entire jaw and cheeks. The fresh blood stains on the bandages indicated that the weavile was still bleeding too, at least a little. A long blade slid out of his mechanical arm, the same blade that was plunged into the Lucario's chest. "You owe me a jaw..." The weavile said as he pulled off the bandages, revealing a metal jaw. He was still wearing that same black vest and those urban camouflage trousers, although they had dried blood smeared all over them. There was a small hole in both the front and back of his vest from the other bullet entering and then leaving his body.

The lucario looked straight at him, staring right into the weavile's augmented golden eyes. He guessed that this weavile must really want them both dead if he was still pursuing them even after being shot, twice. It seemed as if the weavile was alone. Just as the lucario was about to say something, Jiao jumped off the bench.

"You owe me a fucking leg!" She yelled at him. She wasn't afraid of the weavile, she believed the two of them could take him on.

The weavile glared at her, imagining himself flaying the jolteon alive. "By the time I am done with you, the last thing on your mind will be your fucking leg..."

The lucario felt as though something was very wrong. It didn't make sense, why would the weavile reveal himself when he could turn invisible? Just to taunt them? The lucario had an aura sphere in his right mechanical paw, ready to throw right at the weavile. "Walk away and leave us alone, and I won't have to smear your brains all over these docks..."

The weavile just seemed to chuckle, before then running right for them both. He wasn't not afraid of them at all. As he ran, he saw the lucario throw his aura sphere right towards his head. The weavile slid along the ground on his metal knees, narrowly avoiding the aura sphere from blasting his skull apart. Quickly, he stood back up, now only a couple of feet away from the lucario. The weavile looked right into the lucario's eyes as he attempted to plunge his sword-like arm blade straight into Cheng's chest. The lucario reacted quickly, and grabbed the blade with both augmented hands, stopping it just a few inches short of his chest. The lucario held the two foot long blade with one hand before then quickly bringing his hard metal elbow down on the blade, shattering the steel. As the weavile's blade broke into two large pieces, he slashed right into the lucario's right thigh, but because of the strengthened skin, it didn't have much of an effect. The lucario suddenly launched an attack of his own. Cheng held the large shard of sharp steel in his hand, using it to swipe right for the weavile's face, but he immediately lept back.

"Need to be faster than that!" The weavile yelled out as he turned his gaze to the jolteon, seeing her about to send a large bolt of electricity right through his body.

Jiao was suddenly kicked right in her nose seemingly out of nowhere. She fell to her side, and when she came to her senses, she felt a hand around her neck. It was then she saw what she was up against. The cloak of the sableye trying to choke her suddenly dropped. The sable eye appeared to be wearing a small gray hoodie, and black shorts. Normally, a stableye wouldn't stand a chance against her, but this one was augmented, and crushing her throat. Cold metal fingers dug into her skin, threatening to tear her jugular right out. Jiao quickly retaliated with as much electricity as she could muster. The sableye screamed as his augmentations were fried by the sheer amount of volts coursing through his body. The jolteon's fur suddenly got as sharp as needles as she screamed and scratched up the sableye's face with her metal paws, metal claws revealing themselves. The steel claws shredded the sableye's face until one of her claws got stuck behind his gemstone eye. "Get off me!" She screamed.

Cheng took his eyes off the weavile after hearing Jiao's scream. Immediately, he rushed to her side, kicking the sableye right in his ribs. The sableye quickly rolled onto his back, away from the jolteon. "Run!" The lucario yelled to her shortly after the weavile lept onto his back. The weavile's broken blade retracted back into his mechanical arm as his metal hand was pushed into the lucario's mouth.

"A jaw, for a jaw!" The weavile yelled as he grabbed Cheng's jaw with his mechanical hand. His grip was so tight, the four front teeth at the bottom row began to loosen, and break, being ripped right out by the weavile's fingers.

Cheng began to scream as he felt his gums being shredded up, and his teeth breaking as the weavile tried to break his jaw by tearing it right off. The lucario quickly dropped to the floor, the weavile taking the full force of the fall with his back. Cheng dropped the long piece of metal so he could grab the weavile's mechanical hand with both of his, stopping the weavile from ripping the his jaw off.

"Stop struggling! You can't win this one!" The weavile yelled as he used his other hand to slam his fist right into the side of the lucario's head again and again, rattling his brain inside his skull. The weavile's fist pounded away at the side of the lucario's skull eight times, blood starting to pour from a brand new open wound.

Jiao was running away, but when she saw what was happening to Cheng, she stopped in her tracks. He risked his life for her, she couldn't just leave him behind, even if that is what he wanted. She saw that damn sable eye getting back up, holding his gemstone eye with one hand that was nearly ripped right out by her metal claw. She quickly charged right towards him, leaping on top of him as she opened her mouth, baring her sharp fangs. The sableye suddenly found himself back on his back, with the jolteon on top of him. His mechanical arms were so badly fried by her electric attacks, he could barely even move them. He grabbed at the fur on her sides as he felt her fangs sinking right into his throat. An extremely strong electrical pulse was sent through her fangs, and right into the sableye's throat, cooking it from the inside out. Boiled blood escaped the sableye's lips whilst he spluttered so hard, it almost sounded like he was going to cough his own throat up.

Cheng was starting to black out. He could feel himself losing the strength to fight on with each passing second. Blood soaked the side of his head, shortly before his jaw was forced wide open with a sickening crack. The muscles stretched and tore as his jaw hung wide open. The pain was indescribable, it was like his jaw had been forced as wide open as a bear trap. The skin at the corners of his mouth tore and bled as he let out a horrific howl. This was not the way he imagined himself going out. All he could do was hope Jiao gets out of here alive, because all hope for him getting out of this was very quickly fading. Just when it seemed the weavile was going to rip his jaw right off, he felt the weavile suddenly being thrown, or tackled off him. Cheng stayed there, on all fours, seeing his own blood dripping from his head, and soaking the floor. Three broken teeth fell from his open mouth, along with a chunk of his gums. He was completely dazed, nearly even having the energy to keep himself on all fours. He looked to his left, seeing Jiao on top of weavile that just snapped his jaw open. He couldn't even speak. Every second that passed was complete agony.

Before Jiao even got a chance to sink her teeth into the weavile's throat, she felt one of his hands wrapping around her neck, lifting her up far enough to stop her from biting him. Shortly after, she saw the broken blade sliding out of weavile's more mechanical arm. She was terrified, she wasn't ready to die, especially not like this. She knew this was going to hurt. All she could do was scream as she felt the blade piercing her right side, hitting a rib, breaking the bone into sharp shards. The weavile quickly pulled his blade out of her, about to ram it right back into her. In that split second, Cheng grabbed the weavile's mechanical arm with one hand, but with the other. He plunged the other half of the weavile's broken blade right into the weavile's chest. The weavile let out a quick sharp scream before then letting go of Jiao's neck, but he then quickly slammed his fist right into the side of her head, almost knocking her out. Straight after the punch, he followed it up with a quick elbow to the other side of her head, knocking her off the weavile. The lucario panted as he pulled the blade out of the weavile's chest, about to plunge it right back inside him. The weavile acted fast, and grabbed the lucario's wrist, struggling to stop the blade from going back into his chest.

"You're so fucked." The weavile angrily growled as the blade slowly inched towards his chest once more. It was clear that the lucario was weakened, but still, it was hard to fight against those augmented arms of his. "Even if you kill me, you're still fucked! You should kill that fucking bitch now before my friends get to her!"

The lucario wanted to tell him to shut up and die, but all he could do was grunt as he watched the blade get closer and closer to the weavile's chest. The weavile's words really got to him. He wouldn't let anyone hurt her and get away with it, he would rather die than let that happen.

"Go on, slit her throat before her cunt is tor-"

Before the weavile could finish what he was saying, the lucario completely lost it. Cheng let out a rage filled yell whilst he pulled his other hand away from the weavile's mechanical arm. The lucario used both hands to drive the long sharp piece of metal right into the weavile's chest. At that exact same time, Cheng felt something sharp entering his gut. He looked down to see the weavile had shoved the rest of his broken blade right into him. The lucario could feel blood quickly trickling out of his new wound as he left the blade in the weavile's chest, and instead grabbed the sides of the weavile's head. He then bashed the back of the weavile's skull on the hard concrete floor again and again. His skull made a sort of wet smacking sound, before changing into a wet crunching sound. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. Eventually, the skull completely began to give way. The mashed up brains splattered on the floor along with sharp shards of bone. The lucario only stopped when he was completely sure the weavile was dead.

Cheng pushed himself off the dead body shortly before both hands went to his open jaw. He was drooling a mixture of saliva and blood. If he was going to die, he wanted to die with some dignity. He didn't want to die a drooling crooked jawed mess. With both hands he pushed and twisted his jaw right back into position with a sickening series of bone cracking sounds. He screamed as he lurched forwards, dropping back to his knees as blood flowed out of his shoulder, chest, gut and mouth. He had won the fight, but he felt like this was the end of the road for him. He remembered what that weavile said, about his friends. They might be on their way already, coming for them both. He looked to Jiao, walking over to her. She was completely out, at least for now. "Wake up..." Cheng whispered as he picked her up in both his arms. As soon as he whispered, he began to hear yells. They were coming for him, he knew it. That weavile must've used his infolink to tell them where they were. They would search all these boats, and with two dead bodies there, the boats wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon anyway. Their plan was fucked, so he ran, running down the street, away from the docks. He ran, running for a full thirty minutes. Jiao was wake, but Cheng was still carrying her, afraid she might not be able to run with her wound.

"Down here!" He heard one of them yell.

"Not now..." Cheng grunted as he ran, his blood soaking Jiao's fur as he ran with her, still carrying her. He was getting out of breath, he could hear them catching up. Every time they could see him, they fired their guns. He could hear the bullets whizzing past him, but one found itself lodged in his right shoulder blade.

"Cheng!" Jiao screamed, afraid he might just drop dead.

All the lucario did was almost trip, falling down and scraping up his knees. He pushed himself up with one hand, keeping her pressed against his chest with his other arm. He couldn't scream too much, or open his mouth too far, otherwise he ran the risk of jaw hanging open again. Enduring this was such torture, but he was almost there. Almost at the subway. He ran in, almost tripping over himself.

A pangoro ran into the subway, holding a rifle. The pangoro had large augmented metal legs, both mismatching, but both were black. He wore a thick looking black vest and jeans. He ran deeper into the subway, but it quickly became apparent that they had lost them. "Shit, are you sure you hit him?"

A lopunny looked to the pangoro. The lopunny was female with a silver mechanical right arm, and right leg. She wore a white tank top and black cargo trousers. In her right hand, she held a handgun. "You saw me fucking hit him!"

"I saw you fire, and him falling over. He could've just fucking tripped." The pangoro replied to her with a sigh.

Jiao looked right at the lucario, looking at him sitting in the very same chair they made love in. Now, he may die in it. She was so scared, she could see his eyes closing. Every time he closed his eyes, she feared it would be the last time she sees them. "Don't die..."

The lucario looked to Jiao, looking into her eyes. He rested his hand over his gut, hoping to live just a little longer. "Everyone dies..." Every word that left his lips was agony, thanks to that weavile snapping his jaw open and tearing the flesh at the corners of his mouth. His words were barely even understandable. Cheng let go of his wound so he could pull out his credits. "When I die, you can use this... Make a new life for yourself..."

Jiao was starting to tear up as she looked to him, seeing him drop his credits on the floor. A thought quickly came to her mind. "Cheng... What if I'm..." She couldn't finish her sentence, she just broke down into tears. She thought maybe she had someone she could live with. She thought that after this was all over, they could live together somewhere far away.

Cheng felt tears flowing from his eyes as he tried to speak. It was absolute hell, he has never known pain like this. "If you are... Tell 'em that I'm sorry..." He told her, barely able to even get his words out. "I'm sorry I won't be there..." Seeing Jiao cry so much only made it all worse. "Come up here..."

Jiao cried as she jumped up onto his lap, and buried her face in his blood soaked fur. "I-I got you killed..."

"No... Don't ever think that." Cheng could feel it, getting colder, getting weaker, but he still found the strength to wrap his arms around her. If he died, then he would die happy knowing that he had saved her life, at least for now. "Just don't let them get you..."

"I won't..." Jiao weakly whispered as her mind raced with all sorts of questions. She wondered what was going to happen, what she was going to do, what was going to happen with Cheng. She was afraid.

He didn't want her to have any guilt on her conscience, she didn't need that. He had only known her for a short amount of time, but there was no one he would rather have around him in his final moments. She was an amazing woman, he just wished that he could've spent more time with her. "Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me... You're beautiful..."

Jiao didn't say anything, she just cried for a full minute. They sat there together, just trying to enjoy their last moments. Her wound hurt like hell, but her mind wasn't on the physical pain that she felt. "Cheng... If you don't wake up tomorrow..."

Cheng softly stroked the top of her head, listening to every word that she said. If there was something she wanted to tell him, he wanted to hear it. "What is it?"

"... I love you..." She whispered to him as she felt her heart breaking into tiny sharp shards. Even though they hadn't been together long, she was losing the only person that meant anything to her. It felt cruel, that they only get this long together.

"I love you too..." Cheng whispered back as he held her. Right now, there was so much going through his head. He wasn't sure where he was going when he died, if anywhere. What if it was all just black? What if he went insane in that darkness? Would he be able to even feel anything afterwards? He had no idea what awaited him on the other side, and it scared the shit out of him. But, hearing those words coming from her lips did make him feel better. There was still a faint hope that tomorrow, he would wake up, and everything would be fine.

Jiao just listened to his heart beating away for the rest of the night. She listened as she closed her eyes. Hearing it still beating made her smile briefly. She was careful not to press her head against his wound however. As the hours passed by, Jiao eventually fell asleep.

Cheng held her as he listened to his own raspy breaths. Even if his life was to be cut short tonight, he wouldn't want to change a thing. If he didn't get captured, and start this blood bath of a night, then right now, Jiao may have been nothing more than spare parts and a carcass right now. She was a sweet woman, a woman he was willing to die for. He had so many regrets, so much left he never got to see or do. But, at least he did something right in the end. He saved her life, more than once, at the potential cost of his own. It was a sacrifice he was willing to make. If he was to die, then at least it wasn't all for nothing. His eyes were getting heavy. It was hard to tell if it was because he was dying, or just plain exhausted. He didn't know, but he tried to fight it, fighting for every last second he could spend with her. In the end, his eyelids became so heavy, he just couldn't keep them open anymore.

Jiao slowly opened her eyes. She didn't know how long she was out for. She felt so weak, having lost so much blood. She yawned slightly before then realizing something. His heart was no longer beating. "Cheng?" She quickly said before then quickly looking up to him, seeing his eyes closed, his mouth slightly hanging open. "Cheng?!" She yelled as tears filled her eyes once again. "Cheng! You have to get up! You have to get back up!" She yelled as she pushed him with both front paws, pain shooting up her side from the broken rib. "CHENG!"

Five years later...

Jiao walked around her apartment in Vancouver. She decided to move as far away from Hengsha as she could, and Shanghai wasn't far enough for her. She had all four of her legs this time, having gotten a replacement for her missing one. Her apartment was quite nice. Being on the twentieth floor meant she got a quite nice view of the streets below. Her wound healed up, but it left her with a scar. The floors of the apartment were made up of dark wood. The walls were white, but with some ornaments decorating them. There was a couch nearby, which Jiao then jumped up on to. "Cheng!" She called out.

Quickly, an eevee ran right towards her. He had bright red eyes, just like his father. The eevee jumped up next to her, cuddling up next to her. "I feel sick..." He said before letting out a fake cough.

Jiao giggled as she smirked. "Oh really? I better get the medicine out then." She replied, knowing he hated the taste of that stuff. She also knew he was just trying to get out of school tomorrow.

"I-I'm feeling better!" He quickly responded.

"Good, cause we're going shopping soon!" She told him as she watched a show on TV.

"Ugh..." The eevee simply replied, clearly not happy. As he frowned, a question soon came to his mind, a question he wanted answered. "... What happened to dad?"

Jiao quickly looked back to him. She had already told him that he was dead, but she didn't tell him how he died. She didn't think he was ready for all the nasty details, but she was going to try and explain as best as she could without scaring him. She was going to tell him of how he saved both her life, and her son's life. "Okay..."

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Author's note: Cheng is dead, but in a way, he still won. Jiao is still alive, and part of him does still live on. Okaaaay, that was hard to do. I actually planned for Jiao to die instead when I started this story, but that slowly started to change into what you see now. I am going to use this last author's note to try and answer some questions any of you have. I think that if Jiao died instead, it would've made it a little too depressing. The reason I think that is because I just couldn't see a happy ending for Cheng if he escaped without her by his side. What really ended him in the end was the bullets that struck his shoulder at the beginning of the story, as well as the blade through his chest which stopped him from fighting at full strength in the final battle. I** f they hadn't bumped into that Nidoking who saw them escaping, things would've turned out very differently as he was the one who told the weavile and his men where he was by using his infolink. They could've both gotten out alive, if it wasn't for that nidoking.**

So, why did I choose a lucario, a jolteon, and a weavile? Well, the answer is simple in the case of the lucario and weavile. I really, really like those two. They just look so bad ass, and I dunno why but in my mind, weaviles are often suited to the bad guys. Maybe it is just because I like imagining them as quick assassins. And lucarios, they pretty suited to the good guy roles. Now the jolteon, I chose her for a very different reason. While I do like the design of jolteons, I wanted an electricity based pokemon that was still flesh and blood. I also wanted to try something different, something with four legs. In the end, I came up with the idea for her, and I immediately liked it as it ticked pretty much all the boxes for me. I am also attempting to get at least one of every eeveelution into my stories. XD So that is a plus too. And as for her having a missing leg for most of this story, well, I remembered a conversation I had a couple of years ago with my tutor. We were talking about the roles of women in writing, and also how it is rare to see people like amputees in anything unless it is like a central plot point. So, I wanted to make a strong woman who may be missing a leg, but she can still handle herself. Even during the love scene, it happened mostly because she thought why the hell not.

Anyway, I have rambled on for far too long! Oh, and I wanna thank everyone for reading this, because you guys are really the reason I do this. I started this story around about the same time as the first trailer for Deus Ex Mankind Divided came out. Damn that game looks good! Did you see the screenshots for it?! Ahh, I am getting sidetracked. Anyway, I wanna thank BigBoss and Zarfy for editing this for me, and continuing to edit for me for so long. You are all awesome! Hopefully you will see more from me in the future!