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I can't believe this was happening. Why, the only person I really loved, I mean, Nobody, had to die?

Why did he have to do this to him? After all, they were best friends.

That damn Superior. Why did he have to pit us against each other?

A tear fell down my cheek, and onto his. His hands were slowly fading away.

Don't go, I thought. Please don't go.

They convinced me I didn't have a heart. But how would I be able to feel this way if I didn't have one.

Superior just shoves it into my face that we don't have hearts. But how could we feel like this, for each other, if we didn't have one?

As my knees dug deeper into the patio, more like they were sliding, they couldn't go in because it was a hard surface, I cringed in pain.

I knew that once I took off my coat for the night, I'd have many scars and bruises on me.

But they would be all in the inside, the frightening memories, seeing them fight. And they were best friends. I had to do something about it.

I pressed my lips to his. Are final kiss. Since he was dying.

He moaned slightly. I stopped kissing him. I didn't want him to be in any more pain.

Pain was daily in the Organization. I don't know how I got here, though. If I had a heart, I think I would have blown my brains out by now.

I screamed to the sky. Thank God Twilight Town was deserted right now. He drove them all away. Then he just left. Like that. Vanished. He didn't care about his best friend.

Hell, he had already killed our other best friend. We were all friends, until Superior got in the way.

"Please don't scream, baby," my lover, my dying lover, gently touched my face with a gloved hand. Even when he was in pain, he had a smile on his face. But this would be the last time I would be able to see his beautiful smile. Instead of screaming, I cried. Screaming was an easier when to get all these rushing feelings out. Feelings of sadness, anger, disappointment, revenge, everything.

That damn Superior!, I shouted in my head. I don't think he's superior. More like a- I don't know the word. A deviant. That's what he is. A deviant.

That thought made me grin a bit. He tried to grin, but he cringed. I closed my eyes tight, pain rushing through my head. It was going to come soon. He, my lover, would be gone forever.

"Goodbye, babe." He whispered in pain. At least it was with love. I pressed my lips to his one more time, and he disappeared in a woosh.

I screamed in agony, again. I had to get revenge on him. Then it would be Superior.

Hell, if anyone argued about it, they would be next.

A/N: So, what do you think? Btw, this is the prologue, and comes way later in the story. Tell me what you think, and if I should continue or not. R&R!