Well, here goes nothing. This story is a total Angst where suicide is once again at hand. The only reason I'm writing this is because I just read a depressing story and I got some good ideas out of it. Don't blame me if you don't like it, you chose to read it. If you got any flames, just keep it to yourself, but I'll gladly accept tips or encouragement anytime.

Disclaimer: I don't own TUC in anyway.

It was dusk, but Gregor would call it his time to "relax" as you might say. He didn't know why, but the large, white moon seemed to soothe his soul from all the horrible things he's seen. He sits on a rooftop on his apartments and has his hood over his head, masking his entire face. As he sits there, motionless and expressionless, his mind is thinking of so many things right now which all seem to be thoughts of pain and suffering. Those very thoughts has seemed to tear out his heart, leaving him in a hollow shell of a body.

Gregor did in fact give his heart away from someone, someone who he thought was the perfect girl. He had thought of Luxa as the "girl of his dreams", his "love at first sight", his "life" until she tore his heart, leaving it in pieces. He could still fell that very pain right now and he's gritting his teeth to hold back his lust to get revenge. As of right now, he's replaying the same moment where his pain was at it's peak…

Gregor was actually going to do it. He was going to propose to Luxa as her 16th birthday present along with a diamond ring he had got from his grandmother right before she died. He smiled and said hello to all the fellow Underlanders in the halls as he strode down to Luxa's room where she was getting ready to go to her party in the arena.

As he walked along with a smile from ear-to-ear, he held onto the small box that contained the ring closely behind his back. Nothing could ruin this moment for him, or so he had thought.

Gregor opened Luxa's door only to see her and another man he knew named Akane(Heh, I use him a lot huh?) kissing while embracing. The box fell from his fingertips and made a loud thud on the stone floor. Luxa and Akane broke the kiss along with the embrace. Gregor just shook his head saying "No" repeatedly. A single tear drop fell from his eye and fell to the ground, hitting the box, then he ran away from them.

Luxa called after him, but nothing was going to make him turn back, even if it was April Fool's day. He dashed through the palace, jumped on a random flier, ordered the bat to return him to the Overland, and ran back to his apartments. Just like that, just one second, his heart was torn out of his body.

All of this happened just three days ago, and the pain of losing his lover had kept on gradually increased. Nothing seemed to matter to Gregor. Not school, not friends, not even his family, but every night, he would go out onto the rooftop and just think. While he thought, he held onto the photo of the two of them in the museum during a war when they were both twelve.

Today, the pain was just too intense, too unbearable, It wasn't worth the pain nor the suffering of going through with this everyday, so he decided to end it. Quick and easy, that was how it had to be. Out of originality, he casually jumped off the nine-story building.

The fall was a bit scary, but when he hit the ground, he couldn't feel anything anymore, yet he could still see, barely. A decent pool of crimson surrounded Gregor and his vision started to blur. All that stuff about your life flashing before your eyes, that was a bunch of crap. The only thing that flashed before his eyes was the photo of him and Luxa which landed on top of his chest. A small little smile crossed his lips.

"Just wait grandma, I'll be there soon." Gregor said, and then slowly became still.

Well, there you have it. Once again, no flames please. Thank you.

~Nick410