"TURK!" She cried out, her head whipping around to look at her comrade. This momentary distraction was all it took to bring Sky down. She realized too late her collision course and even though she swerved out of the way of the oncoming car she hit the guardrail that protected the cars from a hill. She screamed as her body left the vehicle, flipping over the guardrail just behind her small frame. She hit the ground hard and kept rolling down and down. Multiple times she was almost crushed but she made it to the bottom, out of breath and in a lot of pain. Her vision was blurred and refused to focus on anything as a stream of blood flowed from her forehead. Her eye lids felt heavy, as if she were only tired and she found it hard to hold on to reality. "I'm sorry Turk." She breathed, her eyes shutting.