She stared in shock watching as that black jacket he had worn that tattered old jacket almost never took off. It waved in the wind as he fell against the wall dropping his golden sword. The blood slowly dripping down his arm the shirt he had worn torn down the the chest protector which had a gash across it coming down his right shoulder to his waist, the keys on the piano rang it was the moonlight sonta. She wanted to take a step foward but her feet froze in fear of the huge cyclopse infront of her would crush her as soon as she made a move, the glow of her celestrial steel dagger fadded slowly as she just watched.
The boy spoke up coughing up a small bit of blood with a devilish smirk "Hey, Stop looking at me like that stupid. Get a move on it, I'll be fine this guy just got lucky! He'll be done by the time you reach the doors!" The cyclopse seemed to take offence and raised it's sword above it's head "YOU LIVE NO MORE PUNY HUMAN!" he roared.
She looked up at the stair case then back at the boy he seemed to be pulling a pen out of his pocket under his hair he could see his eye's begin to turn red, his long brown hair covering them gave it a bronze tint, he mouthed out 'Run, I promise I'll be ok.'
She turned unsure of if what she was doing was right, the music still playing note by note, it seemed to slow down as she began running up the stairs two large doors appeared one bronze the other gold, a large sword that seemed to be running right through a dragon sat the doors slowly creaked open, she heard a loud crashing sound. It sounded like a sword hitting cement and breaking through. Her she ran into the large room it was a large white ballroom sort of styled, at the top of the room hung a chandler that had gold and dimonds hanging from it, at the opposit place she was standing all the way across the grand room she saw a throne of gold and jade and what seemed like perals, the man who sat in it was about ninteen feet tall he smiled the scar along his face seemed to look deeper then it was, the smile seemed to peirce through her like a sword. Her knee's buckled as the doors shut the man next to the throne was playing on a large piano still keeping the moonlight sonta playing not once skipping a note. She gripped her knife tightly "Why?.." she pleaded "Why did you have to make it end this way? You're supposed to be the good guy!" she yelled "Your not supposed to die!" she ended with a sob, the tall man stood, and with a flash of light he turned into a man around six feet tall, he was built wearing white pants, a white t-shirt his icy white hair slicked back, and white dress shoes me smiled again the chills ran through her he stepped foward "I'm sorry your comrad has fallen, But it is time for you to fall aswell." he said in a cold, calm tone. A large dimond encrested golden sword slowly materialated into his right hand it had a silver handle and a jade pommeal, he slowly raised it "You shall see your friend verry soon." he said in the same tone as he had before, she dropped her dagger as it slowly stopped glowing and planted her hands on the ground sobbing something out.
The doors flung open she didnt bother turning her head, the tall man looked up a serious look appeared on his face now. He now held his sword tighter speaking in a harsher tone "Dei maledicentibus vobis quomodo adhuc vivemus?"
A familiar voice spoke out in a harsh tone "Nunquid mirari? Habeas ut turpis ne sordida cyclopse non opus autem quin acceperis chalange maior in primo An multo pulli ut magna frater!" The words struk her she knew that voice she sank even lower to the ground and began crying.