A past life where Thierry got to Hannah just too late :"(
He was too late. He knew he shouldn't even go near her. He should turn around and walk away. Going to her would bring her nothing but hear ache and loss.
But he would. He would go to her. He would spend her last few seconds with the girl he loved.
He ran towards the pile of flames, not really bothering to doge them, even though flames were one of the only things that could kill him.
She was in what must have been her bedroom. Her body wasn't burned. She was just lying on her bed, coughing faintly. Maya must have poisoned her, and left her here to burn and die.
She was beautiful, she always was, no matter what form she was in. He ran over to her laying her in his arms. She was almost gone, but she put her head against his chest. He was crying now. Crying harder than he thought he could.
He pressed his lips to her now lifeless body, letting the tears run down onto her. He loved, but he was destined to loose her.
There were not many people who experienced true loss, who knew what it was like to loose their only reason for living. None could understand how much it killed him to loose her again and again. How he would go through any amount of pain to allow her to live. Because that's what you did when you loved someone.
Thierry would never stop trying; he would always look for the girl he loved.