For now Gunther had gone unnoticed, probably because he and the boy were partly hidden by some of the debris from the train. Once the boy’s life was no longer in danger he stopped using his power. The boy looked at the male with pleading eyes. “Please save my parents.” That was all he said before passing out. The male felt conflicted, to do as the boy asked or to just leave before he was found. Against his better judgment Gun stood, even though he was in pain, running off towards the twisted metal, flames and smoke.

He began his search in the area where he had found the boy. As he searched through the twisted metal of what use to be a train car movement caught his attention. Unsure he stopped what he was doing and moved from his location. To him it was clear that the boy’s parents were already gone. It was a miracle that the boy was alive when Gun found him. The male make his way further into the train yard where there was less chaos. From there his plan was to get out unnoticed, hopefully at least.