Okay! So I have just played this game called Ib! And it is absolutely AMAZING! I highly recommend all of you play it. The story is amazing. ^-^ So I decided to write this fan-fiction for it. I hope you enjoy it. AND THERE WILL BE A 2nd CHAPTER! Okay. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Garry's POV

We peered through the darkness searching for Ib's lost rose. We had just been pushed inside the 'toy box' by Mary. Ib had lost her rose during the fall and we were desperately trying to find it. There seemed to be red petals everywhere. I hunted frantically for the bright red of Ib's life line.

Don't let her die. Don't let her die.

I chanted in my head.

"Ib are you okay?" I asked.

Keep her talking, don't let her give up. We can still make it. Oh please let us find her rose!

" . . . Ya . . . I'm fine. . ." She answered he voice quiet and filled with pain.

I cringed as I continue to search, hoping beyond hope that we would find it. That we could save her before it was too late. My head throbbed. I had hit it harder than I had thought. I tried not to sway as my vision went blurry and tilted.

"Garry? Are you . . . Alright?" Ib's voice drifter through the darkness towards me.

"Y-ya . . . I'm fine Ib. Don't worry . . . Let's find your rose." I said blinking rapidly till my vision was clear and straight once more.

As we searched I heard a swishing sound, like that of a dress behind me. Turning I saw a doll handing a red rose with two petals left to Mary.

"Ooh? What's this? A present for me? Yaaay, it's so preeetty! Can I have it! Oh, thank you!" Mary squealed loudly with happiness and I reached to cover my ears.

"That . . . It can't be . . ." I felt a tug on my coat sleeve and looking down I saw Ib swaying slightly as her rose was squeezed by Mary's unforgiving hands.

Mary feigned happiness and giggled, her voice bouncing of the walls. Cautiously I took a step forward and I could see the sharp blade of the pallet knife sticking out of her pocket.

"Mary!" I yelled getting her attention.

"Oh! Ib and Garry! Did you find what you were looking for?"

I looked down and saw a small pink key sitting in front of me.

"But anyway, look it! I just got this! Pretty, isn't it!" She giggled again.

"Marry . . . That . . . That rose . . ." I tried to force the words out of my mouth but soon saw I didn't need to.

"Huh? . . . . . . Ahh! You mean this is Ib's? I thought I'd seen it before!"

"Marry, please . . .Give that back to Ib." I tried asking her nicely so as not to enrage her to the point where she would kill Ib.

"Huh? I wonder . . ." Mary was silent for a moment before she walked forward and stood in front of Ib.

"Ib . . . You want this back?" She asked.

"Yes." Ib's voice sounded weak and strained.

"Well . . . Hmmmm . . . Wanna trade Garry's rose?" Mary's voice turned cold and she glared at me.

I felt my heart stop. Turning to Ib I saw the look of pure horror on her face. It was as if she was telling me that there was no way she would ever ask me to do that for her.

But I have no choice.

"Garry's rose is blue, right? I like red and all, but I like blue even moooore! See? This doll's blue, too! Isn't she cute?" Mary kept talking when she realized we hadn't said anything.

"So? Wanna trade?" She asked her voice once again cold and heartless.

"Don't give me that look Ib. Don't worry . . . I'll be fine. Just leave it to me." I said trying to get the look of terror off her face.

I turned to Mary and my gaze hardened and I walked forward till I was right in front of the painting girl.

"Understood. Please, give me Ib's rose in exchange for mine." I said taking out my light blue rose from my pocket.

"Really? You sure?" Mary asked as if I was going to change my mind.

"Yes . . ." I handed my rose to Mary and watched as she snatched it from me roughly.

Mary then threw Ib's rose into the air and I hurried to catch it before more harm could be done to Ib. I watched as Mary disappeared up the stairs and down the hall. Turning back to Ib I saw a few stray tears make their way done her face.

"Be careful with it. . ." I told her as I handed her, her rose back.

She nods and looks up at me with tearful eyes. "I'm sorry."

"Ahaha . . . Why are you apologizing? You didn't do anything wrong, Ib. right? So don't look so down! And my rose . . . well! We'll just catch Mary and get it back! Let's do our best! I know we're almost there!" I tried not to grimace as pain shot through my body.

Ib nods slowly and we set off up the stairs after Mary. We ran down the hallway and dread filled me as I saw blue petals littering the floor. I continued behind Ib, trying to keep up and ignore the pain, for her sake. I doubled over and swallowed the taste of blood.

No not in front of Ib. I don't want her to worry.

I stood there against the wall gasping for breath and I willed Ib to keep going.

Don't look back Ib. Continue, I'll catch up.

I sighed as I saw Ib look over her shoulder and freeze when she saw me. I gasped as another petal was destroyed. Mary was sadistic, I could tell that she wasn't just ripping them off like the painting of the lady in blue had done. This was much more painful and I struggled to swallow another mouthful of blood as Ib ran towards me. Ib stopped right in front of me, tears in her eyes as she took in my pained expression.

" . . . Ib . . . um . . . Sorry, but . . . could you go ahead? I'm . . . uh . . . I'm sorry . . . I don't really know what to say . . . I don't want to lie to you . . . But I . . . I don't want to tell the truth either . . . If you need help . . . I'll come running. Go on . . . ahead." I said watching as her tears finally fell.

She knows.

She knows I'm dying and she doesn't want to leave me. I smiled reassuringly at Ib and nudged her in the direction of the stairs.

"Be careful Ib. get out of here safely. I'll be there soon." I said. Trying to keep my voice strong and steady.

Slowly Ib nods and walks away, her head bowed.

Please let her make it. Please let her get out.

I swayed as my vision swam and I grabbed the wall for balance, slowly sliding down it to the floor. I could taste more blood in my mouth and I struggled to breath. Yet I waited, waited till I was sure Ib was too far away to see. I leaned over and spit out the blood. The taste of iron made me gag and I dissolved into a coughing fit. I sat with my back against the wall and slowly brought my right knee up to my chest. I wiped the excess blood from my face onto the sleeve of my coat. I tried to stifle the cry of pain as a wave of agony crashed down on my senses. It felt as if someone was slicing me apart. I knew I only had a couple of petals left. I smiled at that. Ib would be out in a matter of minuets I was sure, and Mary would end up killing me. This would all end. Ib would be safe. I heard footsteps rushing towards me as a darkness crept over my sight. I saw a flash of red run by and sit next to me followed by a flash of yellow.

Mary! No Ib!

I willed myself to stand but I couldn't. Blood trickled down my chin and I couldn't even gather enough strength to raise my arm to wipe it off. Slowly the darkness that crept along the edge of my vision rushed forward and everything went black. The last thing I saw was Ib sitting next to me holding my hand, crying and screaming my name.

I know it's sad but there is more! Don't worry! ^-^ I hope you all liked it, please review! ^-^