I saw that day, lost my mind
All that had become of this was chaos and bloodshed. A battle where the only goal was to rip one anothers faces off. You knew you weren't the strongest ghoul around, even the weakest of investigator can take you down. You weren't cut out for this, you were small, you couldn't even hunt for yourself and had to rely on the small coffee shop.
Being attacked by a large number caught you off-guard.
Lord, I'm fine
You weren't caught out for this. You just weren't. Even he can clearly see that, sticking close to you throughout the ordeal. It seemed like throughout the whole thing his goal was to protect you, and you wished you didn't need to be protected. You wanted to fight on your own. But you knew that you wouldn't even survive with him helping you.
Maybe in time
The strike was so fast you didn't notice it until you were on the ground. A pain flared up in your skull and arm, and your blood began to cloud your vision. You supposed this was okay, since you couldn't fight anyways. You were just being a burden throughout the whole battle. You could hear someone scurry next to you.
The sounds around you began to slowly fade as someone pulled you away from the fight gently. They were yelling at you about something, you vaguely knew who it was. You didn't try to stop them. There was no point, as more blood dripped from others. Your head pulled into someones lap, it was warm there. He was still shouting, his words you could barely hear.
'I love you.'
You'll want to be mine