21 XX (1/2)

Opening my eyes was harder than it had ever been before. The brightness of the lights flashing caused me to shut my eyes again and let out a groan.

”Rosie? Are you okay?” I heard a panicked Angel say. I shot up with her voice and saw four men fighting in front of me. Only one was unfamiliar. Week's eyes were getting brighter by the second as he shot off magic like it was the easiest thing in the world. Levi was starting to get tired, I could see it in his stance and his face. Kai was standing taller than normal and was about level with Week's own ability. The other man was the one who caught my attention. He was definitely older than us. One of his eyes was red while the other a bright silver. His hair was fiery red and he had a muscular build. He seemed to be glowing black and that frightened me.

Levi then took my attention as he collapsed to the floor, obviously drained. I went to stand but I was like a fawn getting used to my legs. I was pulled back to the ground by Angel. Her brown eyes were warm and she just grabbed me and held me to her. This was the first time she had ever done this, so I relaxed into her arms.

I watched the boys fight and Levi came over to me and let me heal him. After that, he jumped back into the fight. Most of the fight after that was a blur.

I opened my eyes again to see Levi and Week we're still standing in front of us while Kai was working on moving me, Angel, and the boy with us. I started walking with him but decided to get one last look back. I watched as the man across the field started to glow brighter, yet Levi and Week were on the ground. They seemed weaker, almost dead.

I tore away from Kai's grip and ran towards the boys.

”Rose! Get your ass back over here!” I heard behind me, but I was faster than him. I stood in front of the boys and held my arms out, blocking as much of the hit as I could.

Ringing filled my ears after that and the world slowly fell into the darkness.

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Everything hurts.

Why does it all hurt?

”Rose, hey, can you hear me, love?” I heard. The voice unfamiliar in my ears, yet I longed for whoever it was who spoke. I tried to open my eyes to see whoever was talking, but the lights were blinding.

”Rosie girl, you need to wake up, please.”

Am I Rose? Is Rosie girl a nickname for me?

”Rose, please just open your eyes.”

I slowly fluttered my eyes open to the world and took in the boy with me. He held me in his arms and his eyes were dull red, as if some part of him was missing. I felt something wet plop on my cheek and I finally registered the fact the boy was crying.