Martin felt like they did not notice him. "After what happened to daddy and Ash I will never smiles again." He growls his face still in Miles shirt.

Snakes grabs Simons other arm. "On three...one...two...three!" He picks Simon up quickly. "Good now to seat him down."

Simon cries out as his leg moves. "Stop! That hurts!"

Trish frowned a little. "Hey, now of that's your fault, and you probably just saved Brenda's life just now." She stood up. "And she wants to make sure you're okay."

She hoisted him over and onto the seat. "Sorry about that but it'll feel better in the long run."

Kristine stops crying and just stares at the floor.

Snakes opens the door. "Can you push him? I can't." He was feeling useless being unable to help much.

Martin shakes his head. "No I don't want to see her."

She nods. "Yeah... So, what's you're name?" She asked feeling a little hypocritical.

Trish tilts her head. "Why not?" She looked over at the bus then back at Martin.

Shanks smiles. "Names Shanks." He closes the dor vehind her. "So where did you come from."

Martin glares at her. "Because I don't care."

She shrugged. "I couldn't tell you. It was so far away but it doesn't seem like that now..." She sighed nd looked at the sky. "I really don't belong here... Maybe... Maybe I should just leave..."

Trish glared at him. "You fooled me." She turned to look back at the bus and froze. Brenda was standing right there leaning on Margo and Opal. Her blank eyes full with tears.

Brenda didn't know why she got off the bus, She just wanted to make sure Martin was alright. She tugged off the bandages on her face and threw them toward where she heard him. She turned around and sat down crying.

Margo looked at the boy angrily. She looked at Brenda's face. Even with the lines of red all over it it still was pale.

"Well I don't really know my place here, seeing that I don't have an arm and all." He touches the stub. "I'm just lucky the be alive."

Martin glares at them. "Your al the reason dad killed Rick."

She shrugged. "So? There're several people here like that."

Brenda cried in earnest. She wanted to run but she couldn't even stand up.

Trish's eyes widened. "I wasn't even awake when that happened... And I doubt that a sweet girl like Brenda would 'make' him do that." She said coolly trying to get to the point where he'd apologize to Brenda.

Martin glares at them. "It was everyone, all of you and you blood. He was afraid, just like he was then." The boys eyes were cold, yet burned.

Shanks shrugs. "She has one leg, she can still help. I only have one arm and can do ****** with it."

Trish squeezed her eyebrows together. "What happened to you in the five minutes you've been out here? You were so kind to Brenda earlier..." She asked looking over at the small frail girl behind her. She had her face in her hands and Trish could see streaks of red flowing through her fingers where her tears and blood mixed.

She sighs. "Okay. I'm going back in." She said taking her sword back out and walking back through the doors.