NEVER WIN

I chase the stars at night.

I jump for the moon in the sky.

I race the sun across the heavens.

I fight the darkness so I'll be alive.

But the stars always fade out.

The moon flies higher into the sky.

The sun always wins the race.

The darkness eats away my life.

I fight to live because it's what I desire.

Or perhaps I'm just too stubborn to know when to quit.

Whatever the reason I fight to live even though I know,

I will never win.

(A/N: This poem is mine. Anyone dares take it without my direct permission will suffer a very long and bloody death.)

CHAPTER ONE: SICK

Daisuke sat on his bed in the hospital staring out the window. He was holding a small notebook in his lap decorated with wicca symbols. It was a present from his dad the last time he had come to visit. Daisuke had been in the hospital for three weeks now and was starting to get bored. He was no longer considered young enough to be placed in the pediatric ward and was now in a room that he shared with two other people. One was a woman and the other a man and both were in comas for the last five months. Daisuke didn't like being in this room at all but there wasn't much he could about.

Daisuke sighed tiredly and leaned back against his pillows. The movement caused his notebook to fall from his lap. Daisuke shot out a hand to grab it and hit the metal bar on his bed that was supposed to keep him from falling out of it while he slept. Daisuke hissed in pain as he cradled his sprained wrist to his chest. Oddly enough, for once he was in the hospital not because of his sickness, but this time he was in because off something he'd seen.

Flashback

"Momma I'm going to school!" Daisuke yelled heading out the door.

"Ok dear have fun and don't forget to take your medicine!" His mother Emiko called after him. Daisuke rolled his eyes. He'd been taking the same medication at the same time everyday for the past six years, even since he'd been diagnosed with leukemia when he was four. The doctors, in addition to chemotherapy, had also given him numerous pills for pain, calcium pills to strengthen his bones that were weakened by the chemo, and so many others he couldn't remember them all with out reading the labels.

Daisuke bounced happily to school. He usually wasn't allowed to go to public school because it was easy for him to get sick or hurt. But this year he had finally convinced his mom and dad to let him go and he was glad they had said yes. For the first time in Daisuke's ten year old life he had real friends. Granted they did treat him like a porcelain doll that could break at any second but that's how everyone treated him so he think much of it.

As Daisuke skipped along he thought he heard grunting noises from behind him. Turning Dai saw nothing but an ally and empty street. He heard another grunt from the ally and started towards it. Daisuke debated a moment if should check things out or just go to school, but the debate didn't last long. Once again Daisuke's curiosity won over his caution. Peeking his head around the corner he was met with a very scary and sad sight.

A man was lying on the ground covered in blood and breathing heavily. He was trying to stand up using the wall but his legs wouldn't support him. The man looked to be in a great amount of pain. Daisuke gasped and ran to help him dropping his school stuff.

"Hey Mister, are you all right?" Daisuke reached out to help steady the man who had fallen again. The man didn't seem to realize Dai was even there. "Mister?" Daisuke shook him gently.

Whatever daze he had been in the man snapped out of and looked at Daisuke with fevered eyes. "No time..." he muttered crazily, "...there's no time..."

"Mister hold on k? I'm going to get some help," Daisuke turned to go but a strong hand gripped his wrist painfully.

"No time..." he muttered again, "Run, go to get to...no time..." the man pulled something from his pocket and shoved it into Daisuke's hand. "Let the power be freed..." Suddenly the man's voice wasn't weak anymore, in fact now it sounded strong and dangerous.

"Let the power be freed into another. Let the power protect the one it loves. Let the power never fade. Let the power become its host. Let the host become the power." The thing he had forced into Daisuke hand started to glow. Daisuke felt a burning sensation in his palm that grew until it felt like his hand was on fire. Daisuke let out a scream of pain and tried to move away only to find he couldn't. The light emitting from his palm glowed brighter and brighter until there was nothing but blinding white.

End Flashback

After that Daisuke had woken up in the hospital. Someone had found him and called 911. Daisuke had explained what happened but try as they might, the police could not find the other man. All they found was a lot of blood which proved Daisuke wasn't lying. But if Daisuke wasn't lying then what happened to the other man? He was hurt too badly to just get up and walk away and if someone had taken him why had they left Daisuke? Surely they knew that Daisuke would tell authorities what had happened. It was all so confusing and gave Dai a headache just thinking about it.

Daisuke tried to reach over his bed to retrieve his fallen notebook, only to have the IV in his arm stop him. Daisuke looked to the IV in his arm to the book on the floor. He put on a face that clearly said he was trying to think off a way to get his book back without having to remove the IV. He was still trying to figure this out when the nurse came in.

"Hello Daisuke and how are you doing today?" The nurse asked kindly.

"Fine," Daisuke replied, "But I would be a whole lot better if I could reach my notebook." Daisuke then tried to grab the book with the arm that didn't have an IV but this didn't work so well as that was his hurt arm.

"Oh Dai let me help you with that," the nurse laughed and bent down to pick up the book. She handed it back to Daisuke who smiled happily.

"Thank-you," he said pleasantly. The nurse smiled and sat down next to him.

"Well it's time for the routine check-up," she informed him and Daisuke obediently laid back. He been through this so many times now he new it all by heart. The nurse ran through the check-up and was finished in minutes.

"Well everything seems good," she said updating the health chart at the foot of his bed.

"Cool beans," the small boy laughed.

The nurse smiled, "Well then lets just change that bandage on your wrist and we'll be done." Daisuke nodded and held out his left arm. It was the arm that then man had been holding, the one that had felt like it was one fire. His wrist apparently had been because his palm, wrist and arm up to the elbow was covered in burns. It was healing slowly but still hurt a lot, not that Daisuke cared. Being a cancer patient to one of the most painful dieses known for six years gave Daisuke a very high pain tolerance.

The nurse changed his bandages then left to go take care of other patients. Daisuke picked up his notebook and began to write again. He was very grateful to be right handed instead of left. Dai began writing and was soon lost in his own little world.

Is that him?

Yes that's the boy he gave it to.

He's small.

He's innocent.

Can we get it back?

Yes but it will have to be done soon. As soon as the power integrates fully with his body it will be lost to us forever.

Then we must hurry.

Yes, we must hurry.

A/N: Well here's a new story from me, it's not a crossover like Escaping Expectations, but I'm sure you've already guessed that. I don't know why but I just seem to really enjoy writing AU stories. Oh well, let me know what you think of it? I'm not entirely sure I if I should keep updating this, I guess it depends on the reviews I get. If they tell me to stop then I'll stop, if they say good job then I'll continue. So...let me know what you think please? That's all for now.