"W-what, uh, no one, uh no one." Edward said

Alice stopped him from running. "Who?" She asked, slightly raising her voice.

"It's not anyone's business about Capatain Ma...., about who I talk to." Edward said

I was making sharp, quick twists and turns. "I'll need to increase my speed."

Alice frowned. "Who?" She asked landing on the ground with her tail hanging, not moving at all.

"The deceased Captain Matthew Ray Vaughn, okay!" Edward shouted in a very rare show of emotion

Alice's expression sofened. "Why didn't you say so....I imediatly guessed you were a spy or something but this...this is differant Edward." She stated.

"I know it's damn different!" Edward yelled. "Cap. Vaughn was the greatest leader in the history of the Sons of Guns, when he died, I took control, and everything that could go wrong did! That whole division is dead! And it's all my fault!"

Alice put a hand on Edwards shoulder. "It's fine...Edward..you can't hold onto that forever..." She stated.

"Oh, I can't hold onto it forever, is that so?!" He said. "The last man looked me right in the eye and said. 'Damn you to hell Sgt. Alverara.' Tell me how to get that out of my mind!"

Alice closed her eyes. "You make new friends and stick to them, right your wrongs...don't stay trapped in your mind forever or you will loose that ability all together." Alice mumbled. "Thats what I did..." She added. Alice took her hand away from Edward. "Run if you want...I've said what I had to...It's your choice, yours alone...to make.." She mumbled, moving out of his way.

"Why do you think I fight?" Edward said. "Why do you think I hide my emotions?"

I flew down, "Uhh, guys, it's coming!" I yell.

"I will be killed by my emotions, so I don't let them exist, let's go." Edward said.

"Edward, you're not the only one with severe PTSD, I've been forced to kill so many survivors of the apocalypse.." I mutter.