The leader, the follower, the aid, the brute, the cyanide.

[Simon-Says]

Fiera stumbled over and fell to her knees beside Andrio. She put her hand on his shoulder. "Andrio....what's going to happen?" His face was pale, and she already had an idea about what had happened, but she didn't know. She just wanted him to tell her it was going to be alright. But already she knew he probably wouldn't give her to condolence she needed.

[nagisa.]

Andrio's throat swelled shut, and his Grey eyes clouded with such an emotion he'd never shown before. "Fiera.." he started. His strong voice was now barley a whisper, and shook like a building in an earthquake. "Sister.. Please... Go get Cassandra.. Then stay home.. Please..." The boy held Hayli close, holding a shaking hands over her wound. He put her temple to hers, "Please cara mia..Please..."

[Simon-Says]

"Andrio," whispered Fiera, a lump rising in her throat. She put her arm around him in an awkward hug, and then released him. "Be safe," she whispered and vanished around a corner, hurrying home. Hayli brushed her hand against Andrio's cheek. Her eyes were slightly clouded with pain as she she lay, nearly limp, in his arms.

[nagisa.]

"My cara mia... Why?" he whispered, choking up. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat like a large pill, but to no avail. His salty tears slightly washed away the soot and dried blood. "Why for me? Why waste what you had left? I'm not worth it!" He held her close, weeping.

[Simon-Says]

"You're worth every minute of my life, mea amare..." whispered Hayli, small tears sliding down her cheeks. She loved him, there was no doubt in her mind. She would do anything for him, she would push through this pain for him. She would be strong, even through the demons swirling around her begged her to join them. His voice, she could barely hear it. She could hear her heart pounding in her eyes, faint, yet there was a sense of confidence to the beat, as though her body knew what she was thinking and was trying to fight that gaping wound at her side.

[nagisa.]

After a few more minutes of the torture, he broke. His shoulders heaved as he cried above his dying love. This was his fault. His family's deaths was his fault All of this was his fault. And the worst part? He hadn't even gotten any really useful supplies. It was all for nothing. ”Cara mia..." he managed to whisper between sobs. He knew she was gone. That he'd lost to the God so many claimed to be.


( if she dies, I have the most epic last words to her from Andrio...)

[Simon-Says]

"Please," gasped Hayli, the confidence fading from her, the strength rushing out of her as if a raft on a waterfall. She knew she couldn't fight this pain much longer. She stroked his cheek with her shaking hand. "Do not cry mea amare...ego amare te..." Her voice became ragged and forced. Her chest began to heave and her hand started to slip from his cheek, tears staining her cheeks. She swallowed the pain and winced. "Andrio..." she whispered, but could no longer grasp any words.

( oh man...i love touching scenes, but this killed me! )

[nagisa.]

(oh gawd. Bring in Fiera now lol)

He shook her slightly, "C... Cara mia? Hayli? Hayli!" he held her closer, putting his head to her bloodied chest. "Cara... No.... NO!" the boy stood, and stumbled in disbelief. "No...NO! No... Please.." he knelt on his knees, clutching her limp, bloodied body. His shoulders shook with sobs.

[Simon-Says]

Hayli's hand slipped from his hand and Fiera rounded the corner, practically throwing herself to the ground beside Andrio, ready to be a shoulder for him to cry on. She felt tears prickle her eyes and she awkwardly put an arm around his shoulder. She swallowed and opened her mouth then shut it, as Hayli's eyelids flickered open and stared at Andrio's shaking form, "Ego amare te," she whispered, coughing. She brought him down and gently kissed his cheek then her head fell back and she was close to the end of her life, Fiera knew.

[nagisa.]

The world seemed at a stand still. Words escaped him like deer fleeing a wolf. He swallowed, and using a shaky hand, shut her eyes. He couldn't even cry anymore. He grabbed Fiera's shoulder, holding her close.



They sat like that for hours until the sun was down. And, to the amazement of both, she didn't turn. As she helped him up, the numbness truly set in. As she started to walk him away, he shook himself free. He looked down At Hayli's long dead body, and spoke but two words.




"I'm sorry...."