((Yup. Here comes Black Jack...))

Black Jack had just left the 16 year old and that Terrie woman. He had only walked a few yards before he saw a hysterical 13 year old just run out. He shook his head as he heard her pleaded to the woman about her little brother. Like what? "...and I can't tell if he's breathing..." He heard. If that girl's brother wasn't breathing, he'd be dead. Well, he could at least check the kid out. He had plenty of supplies, for now. He'd still have to use them carefully. He turned around and sighed, walking back to the woman and the child.

"He won't wake and he's all bloody and stuff. I don't know what's really wrong with him. I didn't have enough time to check. He's also buried under some suitcases and I can't tell if he's breathing. I don't want to move him in case I hurt him more. He's got Arthritis and a lot of other stuff...please try..." She said, the words coming out so fast she could barely understood them. "He's too young to die!" She said as she dragged the woman. She noticed a man following them and turned back for a moment.

Terrie saw this man following them but had no clue who he was. With a small shove she pushed the small girl behind her and just glared at the creep. "What the hell are you doing following us!" She asked wondering what kind of pervert he was. Was he trying to get at the little girl or her.

"What? Me? I only overheard that girl and I'm just following you guys to the plane so I can check her little brother, okay?" He retorted. "You aren't the only doctor here, Terrie." He said, pointing to Terrie's tag. "Have you ever heard of Black Jack?" He asked. "Because I am Black Jack...okay? And if you don't, too bad." He said.

"Who's Black Jack?" Kate asked. She wasn't exactly sure what the man had said. Her head was still spinning from dizziness. "We've got to go..."

Terrie squinted her eyes and shook her head. "****** off you lame excuse for a doctor. We don't need you." She said and started ushering the girl to the plane again. What kind of name was Black Jack. He looked like a giant clown and she wasn't letting him around a child to help at all. She never heard of a doctor named Black Jack and she had to study from doctors and learn about them. He had a superiority disorder for someone she never heard of.

(Terrie thinks he is a creeper. )

((He ain't no clown! XD))

Okay...this lady didn't know who he was by that name, so he'd use his real name. "Fine. Kuro Hazama." He said. "Ever heard of that name?" He asked. "And how do I know you're a doctor, actually? You could've solen that name tag for all know." He added. "And I'm pretty sure your low on supplies since I saw you running around, helping people. That's good, but you know that you're gonna run out." He said, sighing. "And that's why I want to help, no I will help." He said, showing her the medicine kit.

Terrie stopped and turned back around. "Moron! I've never heard of you okay!? And im obviously a doctor because I performed acts that no one without knowledge would be able to do. Furthermore my supplies are fine, your keeping me from helping a child now go away." She said and began ushering the girl to the plane. Where was Velvet when you needed her.

Woman. Always woman. Stubborn. That's what. Stubborn. Stubborn, stubborn, stubborn. "Don't blame me if that kid's dead." He said. "You woman are ignorant." He muttered. "And I've done things equal to your skill, perhaps higher." He said. "You be off then." He said. If that woman didn't want him to help, that was her problem.

"Who was that man?" She asked. "Come on...he's over there." She said, pointing to near the front of the planr.

((Lol. Terrie... XD))

(She thinks he is creepy, with his clown hair XD)

Terrie ran up to the child that was in front of the plane. He was dirty and covered in blood. She could immediately see what was wrong with him and went to work.

(What's wrong with him exactly? )

((Don't blame Dr. Hazmat! He was almost blown apart by a bomb and he went into shock and his hair turned white and he had an African friend who donated his skin and that's why his face is weird. XD))

((As for Akoyur...um... Hm, possible concussion...weak heart...um...almost not breathing...what? Um...uh...hmmm...(maybe) broken ribs from the suitcase avalanche...pretty high fever...um...um...well, I can tell you he has Arthritis which might make him have a couple broken bones, Asthma, Diabetes, Cancer...XD Good things he's not wake, well, it's bad he's not, but he'd rather die than see Terrie, who's a doctor, and he hates doctors... Maybe a few other stuff...you can decide. XD))

"I can't get him out because I don't want to hurt him." She said helplessly. Akoyur was easily hurt... Fragile, like a bird.

((Wow...my OC was longer than my IC reply...))

Susan pushed at the suitcases but couldn't get them off of her. She wondered were Thomas was, she couldn't yell because of the suitcases pushing down on her stomach and not allowing her to breath freely.

(XD Yes it was!)

Terrie put her hands under the little boys armpits and pulled him out into the open. Sitting him down softly she immediately checked his pulse. It wasn't very strong and she could tell his breathing was weak. With a deep breath Terrie began to exam the child's head for injuries. She found one that was hidden by his hair. Her eyes grew wide and she pulled the scissors out of her first aid box. She knew she needed to cut the kids hair so she could see the wound but something about cutting his hair seemed wrong. With a shake of her head she began snipping away pieces of his hair to get a better view of the wound. "You should go somewhere else." She said to the little girl. She didn't want the girl to be here if she couldn't save this child