((Figures. I'm gone for two days and suddenly everyone's posting like nuts))
Zane's eyes widened as he saw that Teito was not, by any meaning of the word, alright. "Oh, God..." He kneeled down next to the younger boy, wide-eyed and frantic. The only thing on his mind was a panicked mantra of "What do I do?" Yes, he was CPR certified, but that sure as hell didn't help him here. He could see the kid's bones, for God's sake! And the blood...God, there was so much blood. He thought for sure he was going to be sick. "J-just lie still, don't move. It's alright, you're gonna be okay." Lies. There was nothing remotely okay about the situation right now. And it was only make less okay when he looked up to see the older man, Fukuda, pointing his gun right at the injured boy. Had he lost his mind. Fearing for Teito's life, he got up and stood in the line of fire, ready to take the shot. Yeah, it was a freaking stupid thing to do, but Teito had his whole life ahead of him, and probably more to offer the world than some gay arts student who was disowned by his homophobic family. To his shock, though, he wasn't the one to take the hit; Misuko was. He flinched as the blast sent her flying, though her suit seemed to take the bulk of the impact.
And then, impossibly, things got worse. Zane's heart jumped into his throat at a very loud, very angry sound behind him. It stopped completely when he turned to see the source of said horrible noise was a huge (and this was not an exaggeration in the least) creature that looked like a cross between a human and a spider. Needless to say, he was downright petrified. It just had to be a spider, didn't it? It couldn't be a snake, or a bat, or some other scary animal. Of course, it had to be the one thing he was deathly afraid of. For the life of him, he couldn't decide whether to run away or curl up in a ball and pretend it was all a bad dream. So he just sat there, watching helplessly as Misuko was forced to fight the monster woman alone. For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to look away. Not even when the woman was ripped to pieces like a rag doll.
Shaking his head in denial, he fell to his knees, tears forming in his eyes. This couldn't be real. It had to be some kind of horrific dream, all of it. He clamped his hands over his ears, trying to drown out the howling of the Yokaishi, Teito's pained moans, Alexis' angry shouts, everything. It didn't work. No matter how much he wanted to pretend it wasn't, this was reality. People had died, people were dying. So the question remained: was he going to sit there crying for the people he was unable to help?
Or was he going to do something to save those he could help?
His mind set, Zane stood up, wiping tears from his eyes as he glanced over at Alexis. "Get everyone as far away from the Ferris wheel as possible, alright?" Without giving any other explanation, he clipped his gun to his belt and raced off, straight toward the gargantuan Mama-alien. Looking around, he snatched a good-sized rock off of the ground, weighed it in his hand...and chucked it at she head with all his might. "HEY!! Down here, you oversized bug! Wanna know who killed your babies, huh?! Come and get me!!"