Preface
I never thought it would come to this. I was alone. Fighting against one of the most powerful people in the world had taken its toll. The only part of me that was still living was slowly being crushed by realization and heartbreak. I couldn't bare this.
I looked into the eyes of a killer; she stared back at me, grinning with satisfaction. I could feel it slipping, but I had to hold on for her.
The killer cackled her horrible laugh, directed at me. There was a part of me that said that it was hopeless. That no one could change the fate of the world just by sheer will, but there was also a part of me that said that I had been right to do what I did.
One thing was certain; you always have a choice. Whether my choice was right or wrong in the end, I didn't know. What I did know was that part of me always had her interests at heart, and my only thought was to keep her living longer than me. I would die trying.
All that was slipping from my grasp as the air around me grew thin with hatred and despair. The fate of the world was partially in my hands, and now that part was ending. I looked once more to the warrior I knew for only three months, and let it slip from my grasp.