A/N. My friend and I thought this up a couple of years ago. I know, it's not exactly good, but I liked it, and I hope you do too!
Atem's P.O.V.
I couldn't understand why she was standing up for me. I had acted horribly to her not an hour earlier, but here she was. I felt myself become paralyzed as I saw something being pointed ay her. My urge to pull her out of the way, to protect her, went into overdrive.
But I couldn't.
Everything went into slow motion as I heard a loud bang, and saw her fall to the ground. Whoever it was ran off, and I felt her name being ripped from my lungs. I collapsed by her side, tears streaking my face, as I grabbed her hand, begging her to hang on. Her usually beautiful sapphire eyes were a dull gray. She smiled so weakly at me, whispered three words, and faded into the cold, dark silence of the night.