This fic goes along with the song "Anthem of the Angels" by Breaking Benjamin. This one is significantly longer than the last one. This one goes into POV.

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Axel burst into the emergency room, his black coat splattered with blood as crimson as his hair, holding a small blonde person in his arms. "Somebody help me!" He shouted panickedly at the hospital staff, who had frozen at the abruptness of his entrance.

Next thing he knew, he was swarmed by nurses and doctors. Two of the nurses pulled a stretcher over towards him, where he laid Roxas gently, yet hurriedly as possible. As soon as the near lifeless body touched the gurney, the team ran down the halls with the redhead barely able to keep up. One of the doctors, a man who seemed to be in his mid 50's, asked him what happened.

"I-I'm not sure," Axel said. "We were walking back to our home, and he..." His voice trailed off, lost in the events of earlier. "He was shot. Someone shot him." He stated shakily, barely able to hold back his tears as they approached the first empty room. Axel tried to follow the blonde's body in, but two of the nurses pushed him out, saying "You can't be in here. " "Please wait out in the waiting room." They closed the door and locked it behind them. Axel, in a panic, ran down the hall, looking for any way that he could get to Roxas. Towards the end of the hall, he came across a sign: "Observation Room"

Axel's POV

I ran up the stairs, past a few people who gave me weird looks, one even telling me that I wasn't allowed in here, but I didn't care. All I knew was that I needed to be with my Roxy. Even if I could only watch, I have to be there for him, I thought as I neared the top of the stairs, reaching a door.

I threw it open, and seen a window. I rushed to it, looking down, and saw my Roxas lying there on a metal table, still as a rock. My mouth gaped at all the blood that seemed to pool endlessly out of him. As I watched, I heard an alarm and the unit of medics surrounded him. I could only watch in horror as they crowded him.

Suddenly, two security guards busted through the door behind me. I turned to look at them as they approached me. I tried to cling to the mirror, screaming " Roxas! Pull through this... " The guards grabbed my shoulders and guided me down the stairs and back to the waiting room.

I paced and paced around the near empty waiting room. Roxas, pull through this... I begged silently, willing my thoughts to my broken Roxas. If you pull through this, I'll buy you all the Sea Salt Ice Cream you want. We will never fight again, I promise. Roxas, I l-

My thoughts were interrupted when I saw one of the doctors from the unit that worked on Roxas. He sauntered over towards me, taking off his cap. I rushed over to him. "Doc, how is he? How's Roxas? When will I be able to see him? What room is," I kept bombarding him with questions, but the look in his eyes made me lose all train of thought. The elder doctor looked down at the cap in his hands, drew in a shaky breath, and looked up at me.

"I'm sorry, sir, but the patient is gone..."

The doctor continued talking, trying to explain what happened, but his voice turned to noise, like white static. The world around me fell away. Roxas, no..., I thought as my mouth fell open in shock and disbelief. "… The coroner won't be here until tomorrow, so he is in a room for tonight. We have him in room number 138. You can stay there with him. Is there anyone we can call to be with you?" I looked up at him solemnly and asked him the way to the room. He guided me there, and on the long journey there, I kept thinking I can't believe this. This isn't happening. I told him Demyx's number just as we approached the room. My hand hesitated on the handle.

I walked in and looked at him, lying there still as a rock. I distantly heard footsteps walk away from me and the door close as the doctor left. The weight of the events sunk on to me like a ton of bricks, and my knees buckled from the weight, sinking me to my knees on the floor as I looked at him, watching his chest, hoping to see it rise and fall again. "Roxas..." I squeaked out as a lump formed in my throat. " Come on, quit playing. " I said softly as I rose up off the floor and slowly came towards him. He looks so peaceful, just like he did when he slept next to me.

I hesitantly raised my hand, debating to touch his face. I allowed my fingers to lightly brush against his cheek and quickly pulled them away. He is already starting to go cold, I thought as my eyes widened, and I let it sink in: He is gone... Roxas, my Roxy...

A single tear rolled down my cheek as I stared horrifically at the pale, blonde, beautiful body. I sat down in the chair beside the bed. Outside, the rain began to pound against the window, serving as a cold reminder. The door opens, and I hear Demyx's voice. I refused to tear my eyes away from Roxas. Demyx walked over and stood behind me. "Axel,: he started, with a small quiver in his voice. "I'm sorry about Roxas." He put a hand on my shoulder, which I shrugged off. I didn't want anyone touching me, unless it was Roxas. Demyx took a small step back and pulled his hand back to his side. " I'll come back in a few hours..." He said quietly as he turned and walked back out the door, closing it behind him.

I ran my hand through his soft, dirty blonde hair, thinking about everything we have been through. All those sunsets on top of Twilight Town Station, every mission, every ice cream shared... The tears freely flowed down my face as I clumsily climbed into the hospital bed next to him, holding his body tightly, clinging to him. I sobbed into him, stuttering "Ro-Roxas, please c-come back to m-me." I cried harder and held him. I hung onto a false hope that he could hear me and come back. " I love you, Roxy, " I sobbed as I kissed his cold, colorless lips. "Please come back and make me whole again."

" There is nothing left of you, I can see it in your eyes.

Sing the Anthem of the Angels, and say the last goodbye.

I keep holding on to you, but I can't ring you back to life.

Sing the Anthem of the Angels, and say the last goodbye. "