The new born baby twitched her tiny hands and tried to grab the empty air, reaching for something which clearly wasn't there. Theo quietly watched his baby sister; he was looking after her just as his mummy had told him to.

There was an odd peace throughout the hospital, a bit like the pithy silence of an engine before the explosion.
Theo carefully watched his sister's every move, as he stood behind the looking glass.

"Hey, Baby. I'm your big brother." There was a touch of pride in little Theo's voice- he was a big brother now and to a little guy like himself that meant a lot.

Surprisingly, the baby briefly looked at him with her beautiful brown eyes, before continuing to kick her legs at the empty air, kicking at something which wasn't really there.

He continued looking at her and was startled when out of the blue, she started crying. First it was small sobs, gradually growing into loud wails, and constant hiccups in between. Theo grew scared as he watched his sister's small face slowly turn a startling red. He didn't know what to do, and just as he was about to run out to the corridor and shout for help, the door opened and in came Khaye Illiescu, his daddy.

Almost as if on cue, the baby quietened down.
Theo looked at the baby with surprise and looked back to the pale, withdrawn face of his dad. Why did his daddy look so grieved? Wasn't this a joyous moment for the small family?

"Son, Theo." His dad's voice crackled with suppressed pain. "Your mother's gone."

And Theo instantly knew that she hadn't just gone for a little while, but forever. He looked at his new born sister who had closed her small eyes. She had closed her eyes at the cruelty of the world, something which definitely was there.

Theo found himself watching his little sister again in the same manner, only with the exception of sixteen years. So much had changed since then; they had grown together, smiled together, cried together and loved together- and now he found himself saying goodbye.

He watched his baby sister- she hadn't changed much from the last time he had seen her. Well, at least not on the outside. Her appearance remained what it had been for the last sixteen years: long brown hair that cascaded down to her waist, the wispy waves getting tangled as it descended down her back, soft brown, caring eyes and a heart-shaped face to finish off the not beautiful but mysteriously alluring face. He watched her with the pride of a big brother- she was going to grow to be a beautiful and intelligent woman. That was if she got through everything.

True, she hadn't changed on the outside, but Theo knew with a surety that she had changed tremendously in the inside. A drastic change which he had played part of.

She definitely was not the same person she had once been.

Her naïve inquiries about the world were no longer out of naivety or curiosity but out of a bitter rebellion against the harsh ways of the world.

As a child she had always been intent on miraculously making the world a better, safer place- not only for people, but animals, living things and of course, the ozone layer. She had thought it possible. How wrong she had been, she could never change the world- and she had realised that.

Anyway, he thought, why would she want to help this world anyway? It was after all already dying from its inhabitants careless ways. It was truly a lost cause and not even a angel-like person like her could change that.

But apart from the more obvious reasons, why would she want to save a world that did not save her or her family? That instead of protecting her thrust life's cruel problems in her face. Instead of giving her life, it had given her remains of death to live on. The world had isolated her, but not completely. Oh no, before it had left her alone it had dumped on her a lot of obstacles.

Obstacles like himself.

He thought about what a caring, unselfish person she was. He remembered her as a determined child, fully set on mastering the art of cycling- something she was never quite capable of doing. He saw her happy face as she laughed at a funny moment in her book- just one out of the uncountable she had read in her life. He recalled the first time she had called him big brother- and with such pride!

He felt a growing loss and an accepted sadness at the loss of her innocence.He regretted never being close to her, but hoped that he had been there enough to actually be there for her.

As Theo watched his sister get completely drenched, he realised that she had indeed grown. In a way he never had and never would.
He hoped she could find happiness away from her old life. Or at least some peace within herself. As he watched the rain hit her with sheer force, he wished her to have the things he never had, in this new life.

He didn't blame her at all for running away- but there was something about her chosen destination. Something about this place that was…disconcerting.
He sensed lots of things here- good and bad. Dark and light.

Sometimes it rose a longing ness in him; he sensed that here he could find his pearl among all empty oyster shells. There was something or someone in this place that called to him, someone at the end of his bridge, beckoning…

But he pushed his thoughts aside and concentrated on the matter at hand. He had come to say goodbye and so he would.

Within the blink of an eye, he had moved to sit next to his sister- but of course she never saw him. No one could anymore.

"Goodbye my little sister. I'm sorry for everything. Try to forget, try to be happy for me." He looked at her not expecting anything, and was extremely startled when he got the indication that she had heard- she had looked up and smiled! It was a sad smile, a parting smile.

"Never again will I underestimate you little sister," he grinned, and in a more serious tone said, "Take care of yourself."

As he had done what he had come to do, he knew it was time to go. If he was clichéd, he could have said he had fulfilled his last duty.

He realised that he really was going to leave forever, and felt a brief flicker of grief. But it was just a brief one as he had come to terms with his death long before the final blow. He knew it was inevitable and he accepted it.

He looked at his sister, the remaining Illiescu, and seeing her sorrow filled face, though wryly, Definitely not still aiming to save the world.

He looked up at the sky unfazed by the icy rain- for a spirit like him it was an easy thing to do. He felt something else then- a pang of loss, not for his sister or even for those who he left, but for someone he never knew. He felt regret for the broken thread. He didn't understand this new sensation but he didn't mind.

With one last memorable look at his old home, he started to ascend up his boulevard of broken dreams, clinging onto his precious memories for comfort. He was now truly lost to the world.

But Theo had been wrong in his last thoughts. His baby sister was not going to banish the idea of helping the world.
In fact, she was going to take drastic steps to try and save it. Just in a …different way.

"Please save me the trouble, don't beg." the cold, mocking voice cut deep into his heart. This was it. This was the end.

Theo remained silent, even in the end he would carry his pride proudly. He knew what was coming and he accepted it, especially if it meant he could save his sister. He owed her that much.

But however much he had steeled himself for the final blow, it still stole a cry from him.

Oh god, it hurt. More than anything in the world. It took his last breath away from him in less than an instant.

As his body collapsed into a forgotten heap, he started to grow numb. But even in his numbness he could still feel the ache and hurt of his body- and it haunted and followed him to his deathbed.

One by one, his senses were leaving him, and he could no longer hold in the tears which gushed out the second he let go. He was cold and lonely, and slowly he was leaving the world behind him.

He awaited the moment of peace.

In the end, all he could see was black, an endless black that held no comfort or mercy but made him shudder with horror. And as he could feel life slipping out of him and leaving him to the mercy of death, he heard one last cry. A heart wrenching call from his sister, and the recognisable sound of sorrow and tears.

"THEO!"

A/N: Yay! Chapter 2 is finally up! Thankyou to every single person who reviewed ny first chapter, it really did help me. Thanx to:

Doggy( Watch it!I didn't steal anything! Hurry up and update. Happy valentine's day!)

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ValeskanyaxXx (Thnx for R and R- will be looking forward to your story. PS Thanks for reviewing A way out?)

Piscean Wisdom (He's already covered every thing in his house so he ventures to the outer world! ;-) I think we could stick in a George somewhere! Hope you liked the new version!)

Twitch (Shut up! I'm coming over to strangle you but you probably couldn't bear me speaking to you because of my horrifying grammar. Our green squiggly lines does work, we just choose to ignore it. So there!)

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Let me know what you think of this chapter and the new chapter 1. Chapter 3 will be coming soon. Happy valentine's day!