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"Riku! Come quick, and bring some hot water and bandages!"
A small child dashed into the room, the hot water sloshed around inside the bucket she was carrying. Quickly, she set it down on the floor near the man. The bundle of bandages fell to the ground and unraveled at the foot of the unconscious brunette-haired boy.
The child moved on, she soaked the bandages in the water. Squeezing them dry, she wrapped them silently around the boy's injured ankle while the older man did the same for his arms. Slowly the pair wound bandages around the boy's injuries.
The man stopped as he pulled the left sleeve of the child up. Of all the things God could've thrown at him, this was unexpected. The arm…it was deformed? No, not deformed, he'd seen this type of deformation before.
The child's entire left arm was red. Scaly and red. Absently he traced down the child's arm with his hand. Running his finger over the cross, that Mana knew would be there, a shock of pain ran up his arm. Not surprising considering the arm probably contained Innocence.
" What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"That's not true! You still haven't bandaged his arm."
"…"
There was no point in continuing. If he didn't feel like talking then he wouldn't't talk, especially if he was in one of those "I'm thinking don't bother me" moods. She sighed, raising her hand to wipe her forehead. A drop of warm liquid fell onto her hand. Riku looked down at her right hand; red blood coated the entire hand, the smell was intense. Instinctively she raised her left hand to wipe her forehead it too came down a bloody mess.
Why…? Why is there so much blood!?
No one's injured….except…! But I've already bandaged all his wounds.
Wait! Could they have…?
The bandages were red. They weren't supposed to be red.
-- -- --
Red, everywhere…the snow falling from the sky, it was red too. A string of corpses surrounded the young girl. Streaks of red washing down her checks carried along by her tears. The woman…her still bandaged arms were red. The blood soaking through her bandages, she raised a hand to stroke the child's check.
"Don't cry. We are here to protect you. That is and was our only task. You must live on. If you die, everything we've fought for will disappear. Don't…be…sad…our…hop- "
The hand fell away from her check leaving only a bloody imprint. The child reached for the woman's hand. Already it was far colder than the icy snow all around her.
-- -- --
She clutched the boy's bloody hand. A bright green light engulfed the both of them. The man woke from his thoughts. Awestruck, he watched as the light engulfed the child. He was surprised. Riku hadn't't healed anyone since the snowy-day three years ago. What caused her to heal a complete stranger? He gazed into the light.
Still clutching the boy's hand, Riku whispered into the his ear, "I won't let you die. You have to hold on. Hold onto your life! It's the only thing you have, don't lose sight of it. Don't lose hope. Hope is the light that guides us all!"
Her grip tightened while the darkness in the corners of her eyes grew. It reached out until it engulfed her. Falling in the shadows, Riku asked out faintly;
" Did I do ok…Mana?"
And with that she hit the floor.
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