If I may so add this note as a simple disclaimer for the song I used towards the middle and end, it's Hallelujah by uh, well its by a lot of people but the version I used was the one by Canadian Tenors. Enjoy! (P.S. I recommend listening to the song while reading the middle because it goes along with it well...:)

Darkness surrounds me as it has for so very long. I make not a move, for I can't, my body feels as though it is filled with cement.

"Young man, awaken! As I told you before, awaken!" I hear this deep, raspy voice, and I open my eyes and see the pale moonlight. I'm in a coffin, in a cemetery, and this dark figure is looking over me.

"What is this? Who am I? What is happening?"

"You have work to do, as I told you when you were dying. Now get up, wipe the dirt off your face, and go to this address." He hands me a piece of paper, and then reaches into a bag and grabs an apple. "Also, you haven't consumed anything in like, five years, you might want this to prevent yourself from dying again of hunger."

"You mean I've been dead for five years?"

"I remember you being a bit sharper than this when I first met you. Sigh, five years truly rots a good brain… Now go, do as I say. Get the girl and return here tomorrow morning."

"G-g-girl? What? I'm supposed to do what?" I stuttered uncontrollably, not all of my memories were entirely clear, and I was shaking madly from the shock of the sudden revival of my body. The man grabbed my arm and forced me out of the coffin, slamming me on the ground, and then taking his hand and with a single thrust he forced the coffin back into the ground. He left soon after without a single word or even one last look at the confused man behind him.

"What the bloody hell is going on here!?" I shouted out loud, dropping the apple and the paper as I screamed and grabbed my head. The thought of being dead for five years haunted me to the point where I was as scared as a young child watching his parents be murdered as he lay mindless in the corner. Thoughts of being that young child flooded my memory and I started remembering a little more of who I was once I calmed down a bit. I still didn't know my name though, so I walked over to my gravestone. I leaned down to the grass, and wiped away the bits of dirt from the engraved stone so I could see it clearly.

"Jack Simon…" I read it with a whisper. "So, now I know who I was, but what am I supposed to do now?" I was still quite confused and decided the best thing to do would be to just do as the man asked until I remember exactly why I was asked to do so. I grab the apple and the paper from the ground, wipe the red fruit upon my tattered dress shirt and place it to my mouth, biting down and tasting the delicious juice as it met my tongue. In my mind, with not having eaten in five years, this was a full course meal, at a five star restaurant. I felt a sudden sting on my lip and pulled the apple away to investigate. There was a small remnant of blood upon the white of the apple, and upon touching my lip I noticed I had been cut. I wiped my mouth with my sleeve and didn't think upon the issue for another second, and then I looked at the paper in my other hand.

"Turn here, turn there, hotel room 206, young girl, grab her and run…" I mumbled on sarcastically. "Simple enough." I said as I tucked the paper into the pocket of my dress shirt. I walked on, following the instructions as to how to reach the hotel from the cemetery.

The night was cold and I wished I had grabbed my formal jacket from the coffin when I still had the chance to. It fell off when I was forcefully thrown out of what had been my home for the past five years.

I walked and walked until I landed up in a city. The moon shunned down and illuminated the ground, and I noticed there wasn't a single soul around me. Not a car speeding past me to throw air in my face, nor a girl to approach and ask if I'd like a night of fun. Not a man to mug you, not even a building with a light inside, nor were the lampposts upon the street lit up to guide the way. I only had my precious moon and the stars to help me see.

I felt tiny bullets of water hit my face as I looked up at the white circle in the sky. They grew heavier and heavier until I could no longer look up.

I rested myself for a moment upon one of the many broken street lights. I slouched down, and a song came to my mind, a beautiful one that I remember to relax me when I was filled with sorrow or hurt in my heart. My eyes glanced over to the street that was now cluttered with the cloud's tears, each new one that fell made the street seem to dance and come to life as the puddles filled.

My lips began to form the words from my distressed expression, and I began to sing with the sidewalk as my stage, and my dear Luna as my spotlight…

"I've heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the lord, but you don't really care for music, do you?" My foot found comfort as I raised it to steady myself upon the lamppost, and I touched my heart and then looked to the stars as I continued.

"It goes like this, the fourth the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift, the baffled king composing Hallelujah…" My voice echoed into the night like a lonesome wolf, not a listener in sight besides my moon and her stars, "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah…"

I began to dance around within the streets, continuing my singing, and imagining a precious woman there, dancing with me. Her beauty glowed and the water below us reflected her glory, and I took her hand and we swayed to my song, and she lended her voice in the next part… "Your faith was strong but you needed proof, you saw her bathing on the roof, her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you…" Suddenly, my lovely Luna turned, and she grabbed my wrists and threw me down, overpowering me easily.

"She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne and she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah…" Even in my pain I raised myself, the thunder and the shower from above helping me see the truth behind her eyes, yet I returned to her anyways. "Hallelujah…" I took her wrist, "Hallelujah," I forced her to my chest, "Hallelujah," I held her close, "Hallelujah…" I planted a kiss upon her lips, her false love giving me an overwhelming, warm sensation throughout my body.

She backed away, looked at me, and spoke… "Baby, we've both been here before, we know this room, we've walked this floor, you used to live alone before you knew me…"

I went to her, touched her lips with my fingertips, and continued on my own, "I've seen your flag on the marble arch, and love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah!" Tears arose in my eyes as I saw these scenes from my past replay in my head. The woman Luna, my precious girl and her betrayal. Using my body for her pleasure, then breaking my heart in two. "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah…"

She faded away, and I fell to the ground as the rain calmed down. I decided I would finish the song without her, just as I began it without her.

"I did my best, it wasn't much. I couldn't feel so I try to touch. I told the truth, I didn't come to fool you. Even though it all went wrong, I stand before the lord of song, with nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah… Hallelujah… Hallelujah…. Hallelujah… Hallelujah…"

I raised to a standing position, my song done and making me feel even more worthless than I did before I began to sing. So many memories of that woman came flooding back as a tsunami, hitting me back and forth until I was bloody and battered.

I continued on my way, took an extra look at the paper, and placed it in my pocket once more. The hotel was close and I still had no idea what I was even doing alive. Hopefully I won't have to explain anything to anyone…

First of all...

I know how I said I wasn't going to add any other characters from the series, Buuuut, I can't resist when it comes to 11! But don't worry, this doesn't change the story at all, I promise! ;)

Besides Hei, I think November 11 was one of the awesomest characters in the series. I was also immediately seduced by those icy eyes of his!

Secondly...

When I heard the song today on my phone I started picturing 11 singing it in the rain, and throughout the day I started building a storyline that could fit in to the one I had already created quite nicely. So it's like a puzzle, I just built an extra piece :)

Truly, I had no idea I'd have a sudden craving to write for him so he really wasn't supposed to be involved at all here, but hey, you know what this means right? 11 is going to meet up with Hei again for sure, and even if 11 doesn't remember Hei, for sure Hei will remember him, because as I said, their pasts are still the same, just the story is a bit mashed up so that I could do this. (Really I think in the path I'm going down, it's just gonna be like season 2 never happened, because I was personally kinda disappointed with it.)

Thirdly...

Towards the end of the song, the woman sings a part that is different from the regular song. I did this so it would fit better, and she is mentioning how they together know this room and walked this floor, they've been through the fighting time and time again, signaling that at some point, he was in an abusive relationship with someone. I'm going to incorporate this into the storyline as well.

I don't own the song okay so don't come after me lol.

~*~*~MantaChick