There was a sudden blast. It had come from far away, that much was obvious, but it must have been strong for Dave to feel it all the way from the meteor. He flinched as the burst of heat hit him, nearly knocking him over. It was an explosion. Perhaps Lord English had destroyed yet another dream bubble. Dave hoped this wasn't the case. He could not deal with hearing more screams of agony that the newly destroyed ghosts would always produce. It would be unlikely for it to have been a dream bubble, though. They never radiated heat. So, what was it? He contemplated removing his shades and staring into the universe, but decided against it. The removing his shades part. He did stare into the universe, though. It was bright. Bright and green. He would have to go and get Rose as soon as possible. This could not be good. Before he could move however, he heard a whimper from behind him. He turned around.
"Jade?"
She was standing behind him. Perhaps the explosion had woken her up and she came to see what that was all about. He was going to suggest they go find Rose together, but then he noticed Jade was shaking and breathing hard. She looked up at him and opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Dave ran to her just in time to catch her when her knees buckled.
"Jade? Jade!"
He shook her gently, repeated her name a couple more times, but got no response. She remained almost completely limp in his arms, except for the occasional shudder and spark of green light. What was going on? Was she sick? Could gods get sick? It couldn't have been linked with the explosion, could it? That didn't matter now. She was in pain and all he wanted was to make it stop. He didn't even notice John appear behind him. Then again, no one ever did. He was like the wind, that kid.
"Dave, did you see what-"
He stopped when he realized Dave was holding someone, and that someone happened to be his sort-of sister. He dropped on his knees beside his friends and cupped Jade's face with his hands.
"Jade?" he whispered. "What ..." He looked up at Dave. "What happened?"
Dave was at loss for words. "I ... I don't know. She just ..." He took a shaky breath. "She just dropped."
"Dave ..." John looked back at Jade, then up at the sky, which was still glowing green. "Dave, did you see the explosion earlier?"
"Yeah, what was that, anyway?"
"Dave, do you think it could have been the Green Sun?"
There was a period of silence. The Green Sun? The huge, energy packed ball of fire? How could that thing just explode all of a sudden?
"How would that be possible? I mean, it would explain why everything's glowing green and the explosion seemed powerful enough, but ..."
But how could anyone possibly destroy that massive thing?
Dave heard Jade whimper and felt her stir slightly in his arms. She was in pain. She shouldn't be in pain. Not now, not ever. He held her closer.
John stroked her bushy black hair. "A part of her that used to be Bec gets its power from the Green Sun. Well, used to. If the Sun really was destroyed, it would mean a part of her just died. Literally."
"But ... But just a part of her? I mean, you don't think she could ..." He just couldn't bring himself to say it. But John seemed to understand.
"No, I don't think so. Gods can't die, unless the death is just. I doubt Jade's death would ever be just." He stood up. "We should go tell Rose."
"Yeah ..." Dave carefully stood up, Jade still in his arms, and began to slowly follow John inside. He kept glancing at Jade, who had stopped stirring entirely and just lay there. She looked so small, much smaller than usual, and seemed to have trouble breathing. She had to be okay, she just had to.
"I'm going to get her to bed. You go find Rose." he called out to John.
"Got it."
Dave opened the door of his bedroom and gently placed Jade on the bed. Then he sat down beside her and brushed a strand of hair from her face. He decided he should probably remove her glasses and placed them on the table beside the bed. She started shivering. It was as if she was suffering from a fever. He got a blanket and covered Jade with it. Then he sat down again and held her cold hand.
"Please," He murmured. "Please be okay."
Thank you for reading. This is my first story, so sorry if it's not good. Feel free to review, especially if you want more chapters. Otherwise, it will remain a oneshot.