Ok dokey here it is chapter 13, wow 147 reviews dancing I get giddy easily so please excuse my weird behaviour. Sorry it took a while for the update, college applications have been murder so much to do, so much to write shudder well enough excuses enjoy -

When did you get here?

Two forms slowly move through the forest. One carried, one slowly, and labouring placing one foot in front of the other. Rasping breaths leave his lips, beads of sweet glisten on his pale skin, his eyes gaze blindly ahead of him, never blinking, never closing. The dead weight on his back causes him to leave deep foot prints in the soft ground of the forest; he truly has the weight of the world of his shoulders.

She lies across his back slowly breathing, her blood seeping into his white shirt, already torn and bloodied by his battles. She is floating in her world; her comfort is the body under her, still warm, but strained with effort. Alone they continue their journey through the forest.

"Haru…Elie!" Screams Musica running into the clearing of what once was the cave entrance.

"Haru!" he scans the area, rubble lies all around him, in the split second the possibility of them being trapped underneath it passes through his mind he is on his knees throwing the remnants of the cave aside.

"Elie, Haru!" he screams again into the rubble.

"Hold on I will reach you guys"

"Damm" screams Musica as he reaches a unmovable boulder, he pulls himself up and begins to run around the area looking for an easier way into the cave, but his run is halted when he comes across imprints on the floor, marred with a red glint.

Haru? Elie! But were these made before they entered the cave or afterwards…?

As if to answer his question the sun light peaked through the clouds causing the bloodied footprints leading away from the cave glistening mockingly in the warm sun.

They, or one of them made it out, but they're hurt!

Like a blood hound Musica lowered himself close to the ground and started off in a jog following the deep red footprints back into the forest. This blood is fresh they (lets hope its they) can't be to far ahead of me I can reach them.

"Haru" he screams for what was possibly the hundredth time, for some reason he thought Haru would be in a better condition then Elie, he was always the hero whether he wanted to believe it or not.

We've come so far, to reach this point. All the enemies we've had to face, everything we've had to endure we've done it together. If I hadn't been such an idiot who decided to play the match maker, I would have gone with Haru and then this wouldn't have happened, hell im sure whatever he had to face we could have managed to beat unscathed. But I had to play the role of an old women, and try and set them up.

The trail of deep prints continued into the green moss contrasting with the crimson blood. The prints swerved in between trees and bushes.

Where are they? How could two people get so far with injuries so bad, if the tracks are as fresh as I think I should have reached them already?

Musica looked up from his trail maybe he would be able to see them in between the trees, nothing. No glint of silver hair nothing. Then he realised that some of his surrounding s looked familiar(not that actual forest) I've been down here before Soon I won't be that far from camp maybe they will make it back before me. If not I can intersect them, this isn't the most direct route back to camp but Haru probably doesn't know that. Changing his course slightly Musica began sprinting back towards camp, faster now that he didn't need to concentrate on tracks.

Through the trees and over the roots which snaked out of the forest ground his surroundings passed him by. His vision blurred into an impressionistic green blur, he had to beat them back to camp, they needed help. In a moment of panic the world can become strangely calm, as peculiar as that sounds, while running through the forest Musica's mind was completely clear except for one thought, Find them. The world was so simple; he had one purpose, and only one. What happened before and after he found them didn't occupy his mind at the moment he merely wanted to find his friends, before it was too late. A faint path began to appear under musicas feet, a path that had already been trodden so many times in the last couple of days; he was getting closer to camp. Through some thin branches Musica could see the clearing which Haru, Elie and himself had only recently come across but which already felt like a sanctuary. Their tents contrasted with the green foliage around them, and brandished against the blue sky. But he couldn't see them.

"Musical?" said Griff timidly

"Are Haru and Elie here?"

"No it's only me and sir Plue, is something the matter musical is something wrong with miss Elie and Haru!" His voice became high pitched and panic stricken at the end of his sentence

"Is something wrong with Miss Elie!" Griff shrieked.

"Yes!" shouted Musica he had no time for this. If they weren't here…now what?

There is no way I can see through all the foliage he mind raced again, now filling with thoughts that had eluded him during his rapid race back to camp. But if I cant see through it maybe I can see over it…

Putting his hand to his silver necklace Musica turned it into a long extendable pole; he slowly rose off of the clearing floor until he balanced unsteadily over the tree tops. He looked around him now with a clear view of his surroundings. All he needed was a movement, sound or glimmer of them. Then he saw a movement in the trees followed by a flight of birds.

Haru stumbled over a tree root, falling forward through a young sapling breaking it in two, he barley managed to regain his balance before falling into a fully grown tree, shifting Elie on his shoulder he leaned against the tree its rough bark grating against his skin, but he needed the world to stop spinning around him. His original adrenaline induced strength had all but left him. He knew he couldn't rest until he had made it back to camp and helped Elie, but if he was going to do that he would need to regain his balance. I can make it, we can't be far from camp now.

Musica fell through the sky hitting the clearing floor hard upon impact. He had seen them. They were so close maybe 200m away, Musica took off again in the direction of the movement shouting behind his shoulder

"get the medical supplies ready" before leaving a confused and panic stricken Griff in his dust. For all Musica knew he could have been completely wrong, the movement could have been a big bird and falling branch, anything! But hope burned within him so brightly all other fears where destroyed by its light. Luckily he was right after running through the forest which now seemed more like a pass time than a spare of the moment event; Haru's form came into shape in front of him.

"Haru!" Musica cried in relief as he caught up to him. Musica placed a steady hand on Haru's shoulder. Haru glanced up but didn't acknowledge him, he hadn't even heard or seen Musica running towards him. He began to lift his foot to continue his journey oblivious to Musica's presence, but finally after caring the weigh t of the world on his shoulders for so long, and Musicas had holding him back his legs buckled. Haru and Elie landed in a huddle, beaten bruised and exhausted. Musica was on his knees in less than a second. Haru's eyes where still open and his mouth moved slowly, releasing almost inaudible whispers.

"She's hurt" He whispered to the surroundings, his eyes still had not focused on Musica.

Rolling Elie off of Haru he thought he had seen the extent of the injuries, but upon rolling Haru over he saw his once white shirt was stained red with his own blood.

How did you carry her, with injuries like this?

Musica looked down in despair, his face creased in anguish, he thought of Haru as brother. His voice almost cracked

"Your hurt to" he whispered back to Haru.

"It doesn't matter." Haru answered smiling to himself before adding "when did you get here Musica?"

Always the hero. But you don't have to be now, I'll take care of both of you. With eyes full of purpose Musica gently lifted both of his friends onto each of his shoulders. His grief for their suffering seemed to give him the strength of ten men. And he continued the journey that Haru and Elie hadn't been able to complete. But they put up a hell of a fight.

CLIFHANGER

So Haru was also injured but didn't notice it because of his concern for Elie…why aren't there really guys like that around lol

Till the next chapter-

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