"Damit." You heard him curse from somewhere to your left. Opening your eyes to look for him hurt, stung like you had opened them under ocean water.

Still, you searched through the blurred, painful vision. A black blob surfaced in front of you as he shielded you from any more stray shots. He dragged you behind some cover. "Don't move." He commanded. "They got you bad."

You close your eyes and focus on the feeling of warm blood running from the back of your head.