Me: I'm back *dodges lots of random things being thrown at him*
Anyway here's an update for this as well. I know I haven't posted any chapters in a while, so I deserve some flames just because of the waiting for a new chapter. I hope you like it.
In the Archylte Steppe...
"Here I am. Sure, I'm going to die, but I'm not dying that easily..." I told myself as I got out my Lionheart, flicking it into blade mode. I spotted a King Behemoth and headed towards it, ready for a long fight. When the Behemoth saw me, it ran straight towards me, ready to strike as soon as it stopped running. I laughed and slashed at its throat...
Lightning's Perspective...
I don't want to be following Fang and Vanille, but they knew the way better than any of us, so I didn't have a choice. "If he wanted a fight, he'd head for the Archylte Steppe." Fang turned and started running in another direction. Without stopping or thinking, I followed her.
Hope's Perspective...
I knew I was hurt badly, yet somehow I still carried on fighting. The Behemoth was as injured as me, barely being able to fight. With the last of its strength, it smashed me through the air and into a tree. Then it died from the injuries it took during the fight.
Memories of Light and the others replayed through my mind, especially me kissing Claire as we turned to crystal. "Well... at least... I'll be happy..." I coughed up blood and that told me I was near the end of my life. I saw Lightning and the others running towards me, but they wouldn't get there in time. As they came into view, I stopped breathing and died.
Lightning's Perspective...
Vanille got to Hope first, due to her somehow being a faster runner than all of us. When she broke down crying, I felt my heart slowly start to shatter. Fang got to her next, and then fell to her knees crying as well, I felt like I was burning to ash from the inside out.
I got there, and heard the words nobody should ever have to. "He's dead. Hope is dead." My sobbing scream could be heard from miles away. No. Why you? Why now, Hope? Why leave me now...
This is an angst story, but it's not over yet, so don't worry about that. I got this idea from True Feelings, but I swapped it around so it's Hope who dies, not Claire. I deserve flames for killing Hope, I know.