Hey I'm back again. Thank you so much to all of my reviewers. It made me happy:D Anyway, here's the new chapter:

Oh yeah, and I don't own them either. Or the song Hallelujah from the movie Shrek. I know it may not seem to have much to do with the chapter, but it is very sad and so is this chapter.

Chapter 11

It was dark inside her room, as always. The demoness lay flat on her bed, only moving to occasionally chance a look at the digital numbers beside her that monitored the hours passing. 1:14. 1:15. 1:17.

"I have to stop," she muttered to herself; there was no one there to hear her. Finally deciding that it was too deathly silent, she flipped on the small box on the nightstand, the sad tones of a piano subsequently filling the air. The empath lay back again, listening as a man's voice let loose the first words.

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?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Although she'd only heard the song once before and remembered the lyrics just vaguely, Raven found herself singing quietly along. "Hallelujah, Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah…" Usually that word meant joy, rebirth, resurrection. But within the music, it was hollow, a shadow, some sort of mockery of its former self. So quickly could a single word change meaning. She laughed dryly. No longer was it a hallelujah of praise. Now it was but a shell, a weak attempt at happiness…"Just like my life," she mumbled. Pathetic, void, and empty.

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight
overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne,
she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

And once again, Raven's voice joined his: "Hallelujah, Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah." It was the only part she remembered clearly, which seemed fitting. Her thoughts turned to the woman on the roof. The king had been blinded by her beauty and it had been his downfall. She likened the monarch to Robin, and the lady to herself. "He's going to die because of me. Because he loves me." Tears came gently down her cheeks. It wasn't fair, to her because she was going to lose him, but mostly to him. All he'd ever done was love her. All he'd ever done was fall in love with a demon. His life would be ending soon from what? The almighty emotion. Love.

Maybe I've been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

This time he sang the next four words alone. Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah.
The enchantress couldn't speak through the fountains in her eyes. How could love be the greatest emotion if it was going to kill him? He meant the world to her, but in a few short months…he would be gone. Why did life have to be like this? Was she destined to lose forever? "Robin," she whispered, "I'm so sorry. I wanted to save you, I wanted you to live. I wanted you to make it through. But…but I don't think that's going to happen. I don't know how many more times I'll get to tell you I love you." It hurt so much to know that she was powerless in saving the only one who really mattered.

There was a time you'd let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me do you?
Remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

She sighed. This was going nowhere. It didn't help to cry about it at night. She had to do something. But what? There was nothing she could do. It was so hopeless to even think about saving him. He was out of her reach and control. "Robin," she said again, "just know that if I could, I'd save you. I'd keep you from all harm. If I could." Unfortunately, she knew she couldn't.

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

When the final hallelujahs had faded from the air and the next song had begun, the dark girl rolled over. 1:21. Only four minutes had passed and yet it felt like a lifetime. And in a way it was: a lifetime of emotion. The love he'd never know had been freed during one four minute song that stirred in her a sadness unfelt by any human being. The knowledge that the one you love was dying…and you were the one killing him.

I learned this song at camp and I really like it, even though it's all depressing. Please review and tell me what you think. I know it was kind of okay, really sad, and I apologize, but review anyway. I need it to continue.