Yes another one shot from me ….I'm over my little confidence issue now XD so this story shall continue as before.

This chapter is for everyone who kept faith in me

Disclaimer – yep don't own them ….

This story was heavily influenced by Jimmy eat worlds song may angels bring you in and partly desert song by my chemical romance …good listens.

Italics – memories

I WARN YOU ALL OF DEATH AND TRAGEDY

Crazy in love.

It was just another mission, it was supposed to go smoothly as always but it didn't, she valiantly got in the way of the gun wielding thieves, he knew it should have been him, he would have survived, his blood allowed him that much but her, she was strong, but she like the rest could not withstand three consecutive bullets to the skull.

He was selfish with the corpse in his arms, he allowed no one near her as she died, he was the one who attempted to heal her, going against the laws of his magic, when he realized she was going to die he whispered into her ear, to hold on, to stay with him, words said in vain, he should have known, her family behind him mourning into each others arms, with her last gasping breathe she told him the one thing that broke him completely.

His black bangs touched her forehead as he leaned into to hear her final words. She sputtered a few more mouthfuls of blood before using the last of her strength to embrace him, sure they'd embraced and even kissed before but what she did next was completely new.

'I …I love you, I'm sorry." With that her body fell limp into his arms, and for the first time in 6 thousand years he shed tears, his chest tightened as painful sobs emitted from his form the accompanying remained ignorant as his world fell apart, after all she was the only reason they pretended to like him, make him fit in whilst she was there.

He realized how much he had to thank her for she allowed him shelter, a façade of happiness from her friends, she showed him the happiest time in his life and eventually brought him to where he now resided, a asylum, his only visit being from the naïve alien once a month, all for the memory of her lost friend.

He found himself an emotional tornado, the only emotion he allowed himself was anger; he had to be kept in a straight jacket for fear of harming himself or those around him, he knew he should stay strong for her, keep sane, but he found no reason for sanity without her, there was no one left, no one to fight for.

Perhaps she'd meet some of his friends from his time, he begged the angels show her how to lead a happy life in the kingdom in the sky, he knew a person like her could never reside in hell. He shouldn't have lost it, never, he allowed himself tears when alone and they fell through his screams.

A crowd gathered where the black haired boy sobbed into a mixture of lilac and crimson locks, blood covered his face, his hand, his everywhere, she was all over him, the lifeless form of her murderer lay metres away, the crying boy had done it, no question about that, he finally noticed the crowd and began to shout.

"Well did you come to stare or wash away the blood." It was a awful thing to say, but he thought if they could feel a molecules worth of pain that he did perhaps it wouldn't be so bad, some of the woman in the crowd cried for his loss, all seemed rather genuine in their feeling of mourn and pity, the titans still remained behind him, tears for their fallen comrade still redden their pale cheeks.

Life without her was unbearable, unthinkable, and unfair, he'd lost everything when he lost her EVERYTHING, he often thought about a life if she'd survived, they could have dated, got married, had children had a life away from the titans, he'd often tried to take her away from the titans but she always refused.

She loved him, the feeling was mutual always had been.

He'd barely been allowed to the funeral, the asylum allowed him that one privilege, whether it was to see his reaction to the one thing that took his sanity, a experiment of sorts, he didn't care, as long as he got to see her one last time, allow himself to be graced by her presence. He was followed as he walked up to her final bed, the goon in glasses behind him watching his actions closely, he cried freely ,for the first and last time for the doctors to see. She looked angel like, she looked asleep, like he could just lay next to her like he had many times before and she'd wake to his arms around her like a protection barrier. He took her hand one last time and kissed her cheek, he whispered for the last time into her ear, 'Sleep well sweet Raven, know that I love you too' the doctor obviously hearing this wrote it down, he placed a simple gold ring on her delicate finger and left.

He often sat in the dark alone, he ate only to survive although it came to his mind maybe it was time to stop, maybe they could be reunited. When reunited he'd no longer sing the songs she'd shown him alone, he wouldn't have to talk to himself about literature she introduced him to and most importantly he wouldn't have to be alone, it wasn't that he was lonely, after all being alone an lonely are two completely different things, he simply yearned for his other half.

Well yeah, quite depressing, next time I think I'm gunna try a happy one without any character deaths ….if that's what you want, review and tell me No guarantees other wise

I cut it rather abruptly so that I can leave it to your imagination what happened next. In case you haven't guessed 'he' is Malchior and 'She' is Raven, I thought it'd add to the mood if no names where mentioned.

LynetteRowan – I glad you like them its good to hear that from you, I love your stories XD

Painted Angel wings – Glad you like them …I don't know whether to stop writing sad stories hmmm…

Tokyo Blue – Thank you… you helped me very much so to continue XD I'm glad you like them.

NinjaBunnyOverlord – A nice psychotic side of Mal here no :p I like looking at alternate sides of people …its fun :)