(Romeo's POV)
"Wendy! Wendy, wake up!"

I was now clutching her in my hands, retaining my tight yet gentle grip on her.
I pull her head closer to mine, desperate to wake her up.

"Wendy... please... wake up..."

I was on the verge of crying,
Until I felt something. Her magic wasn't depleted...
It was removed.
I could feel the slight aura of her magic in the air, as if it was being siphoned somewhere.
I took a look around, attempting to find the destination of the lingering magic.

My senses were lighting fast when I realized that someone was coming in for a punch.
I quickly dodged his attack, carrying Wendy as I jumped away from his flying fist.

"Quick little brat, aren't you?" His voice sounded coarse and low, as if he hadn't drank anything for months.
I can't distinguish his scent or his face, as he was wearing a hooded robe. His scent must've been cancelled by some sort of magic, or my nose just wasn't working right.
But, right then and there, I didn't care who he was, why he did it, or even what he was doing.
I place Wendy down on some soft sand and I place the crumpled gift on her chest.
I stared at the man with an intent to kill.

"Prepare to beg for mercy, you son of a bitch." My voice had never been so serious.

I ignite my right fist with purple fire, and my left with blue.
I couldn't help but feel badass as a protective aura seemed to wrap around me...
... and as a certain gift started glowing.
I jump at him, attacking with both my hands as if they could never get tired.
Every attack hit...
... but then, in one quick motion, he ducked underneath my extended fist, and immediately countered with an explosive uppercut to my gut.
I recoil back, and feel a strange sensation.

"He... took my magic...?"

I look down at the floor, clutching my fist even tighter.
"For Wendy." I say to myself.
Again, I jump at him, but this time quicker and more ferociously. He hit me back more than once, but I didn't care.
I had to beat him. I had to.
It wasn't so long before both he and I was out of stamina.
With all his remaining strength, he lunged at me, aiming for head.
I duck down, dodge his attack, and ignite my fists in blue and purple fire.
I put both my hands together, fusing the already deadly fire in my hands.
With all my strength, I jumped up for a final uppercut.
"Secret Fire Art: Frostbite!"
'Fire so cold it burns.' I thought to myself as my fist impacted his chest, sending him flying until he finally made one big crash at a light post.
I wanted to praise myself, but I had more pressing matters to attend to.

"Wendy!"

I pick her up, place the gift in my pocket, and try to rush to the guild with all my strength...
... but the fight has taken it's toll on me.
I didn't have a lot of magic due to the final move I used on him, and he sucked up my magic with all his punches.
Not to mention that dodging and absorbing the impacts of his punches is hard.
By the time we were halfway to the guild, I could barely walk, much less carry Wendy...
... but I kept going anyway.
We were still at least a block away from the guild when I reached my limit.
Knowing I would collapse, I immediately turned around, trying to absorb the impact for Wendy.
*THUD!* As I fell, it seems I broke something as well. I had no strength to see what it was, but I did have enough strength to hug the girl in front of me.
"I'm sorry..." were the only words which escaped my mouth as I closed my eyes, prepared for the worst.
Right before I passed out, I think I saw a blonde-haired girl running closer to us...
... then I felt nothing.

I woke up lying down on what seemed like a bed, with familiar faces in front of me.
I try to move my head and observe my surroundings, trying to find out where I was.
"Romeo!" Someone shouted.
"Everyone! He's awake!"
More people entered the room.
Everything seemed so familiar.
A blonde-haired girl came closer and hugged me.
"We were so worried!
I heard a thud, so I went outside and saw you and Wendy collapsed on the floor."

"Wendy...?
Collapsed on the floor...?
Me and... Wendy...?
Who's...
Me...?
Who am I...?" Thoughts shrouded my head, but everything felt familiar.

"Are you okay now?" A white-haired girl asked me.
"You got beat up pretty good." A cherry-blossom-haired boy was grinning at me.
"You protected Wendy, though." A black-haired shirtless boy spoke out.

"Wendy, Wendy, Wendy...
Who's Wendy?"

"Hey Romeo! Snap out of it!" A scarlet redhead woke me up.

"Who's... Romeo?" I ask, confused.

"EHHHHH?!" The whole room other than me said in unison.

"Do you remember anything?"
"What happened to you?"
"Some guy must've beat you up reaaaaal good."
"What the hell does that mean, hothead?"

They covered me with questions.

"I...
can't remember..."

"I know what might help!" The white-haired girl rushed out the room.
Everybody else followed.
They came back minutes later...

They handed me a box.

At the speed of fu*king light, infinite pictures flashed in my head, as if my brain just showed me a gallery of my life.

I don't know why or how, but my head started hurting.
But at that point, I didn't care.

There was one thing in my head.

"WENDY!"

A/N Syndicate here. So, you enjoy that? *grin* There had to be a part where Romeo was badass, and him idiotically thinking he's badass :D Yes, I did copy-paste some stuff from the prologue, but that was because I needed to show how the prologue comes into the actual story. Next chapter's coming up soon, and will involve more of Wendy's POV. Seeya guys then!
-SynInc