AuthorsNote: Hi guys! Seraph here, and I'm up for posting my first Homestuck fanfiction! Well this is probably one of the first fanfictions I've ever posted. So yay for getting over that fear! Please excuse me for any out of characterness, I'm trying really hard to keep them close since they're all human. Any review is welcome!

This story is dedicated to my awesome friend Mileena!

As usual I don't own anything. 3

The sound of glass shattering filled the air; screams echoing as the sound of metal colliding into metal reverberated. A boy groped for the handle of the car, half blind from the blood streaming out of a cut above his eye. "T-ter? G-gam?" He slid from the driver's seat, collapsing against the door. His fingers wrapped around the handle and forced the door open. "G-g-gam?"

The boy's body fell from the seat onto the glass covered asphalt. He tried to stand, but found that he couldn't get up. He couldn't understand why his legs failed to work. He didn't understand what had happened. He didn't even remember the impact.

The disoriented teen shook in the frigid night air. Dark clouds painted the night sky dark as pitch. His hands trembled as he continued to grow colder and colder. He was unaware of the growing blood pool around him as the precious fluid slipped out from the multiple cuts and abrasions along his torso. He found it hard to breathe. Everything seemed so terribly far away. Even the sirens sounded much further than they should be.

"Are you okay?" A strange voice asked as the boy looked up at an approaching figure. "Sir? Are you alright?"

"G-gam?" Karkat looked up; hopeful that the shadowy man was his friend. If it was Gamzee he was the wrong proportions, but it was so hard to see. Everything was growing blurry, as if looking through a piece of warped and fogged plastic. "Gam...d-did Terezi...d-did Terezi" He wheezed; choking on his words and coughing up red tinted spittle.

"Don't worry kid, we'll get you some help. It'll be alright. Help's on the way." The man tried to calm the disoriented boy. "I need you to lie back, that way you don't hurt yourself."

The teen looked dazed. "N-n-no, Gam...Gam and Terezi...they...they were ."

The man gently patted his arm. "Shhhh. It's going to be okay." He removed his jacket and wrapped it around Karkat's shoulders. "It will be okay." Karkat nodded softly as he pulled the jacket tighter around his shoulders. God he was so cold; he just wanted to curl up. Everything was going dark. Karkat's eyes began to droop. His shoulders began to sag.

"Come on kid, stay with me." The man had moved when Karkat opened his eyes again. There was something tied around his leg now, acting as a tourniquet. It was disturbing that he couldn't feel the limb.

Sirens grew louder, but the scene continued to grow dark, until Karkat was dropped into the abyss of sleep.