(A/N My first ever fan fiction - I decided to make it a drabble to start off simple. All criticism is welcome - you're welcome to be as rude as you like as long as you know what you're talking about.)
Alex reached his fingers out to touch her face.
He reached out, and all his fingers met was evil, cold granite.
The bloody evening sun stood in the corner of the sky looking upon the young man below. He turned his gaze upon it for a moment and cursed as he realized that even the heavens seemed to reflect her fiery personality.
Alex Rider touched the gravestone and attempted to remind himself of the harsh reality.
Jack Starbright – his friend, his guardian, his confidante and personal worry-wart. She was gone, and wasn't coming back.
Alex Rider finally broke, and sobbed.