There was no amount of words wonderful enough to describe just how happy Hiro felt as soon as he saw the shimmer of that reflective glass not even ten feet away. His body that had been so tired just moments ago suddenly found new strength, his aching, blood drained limbs slowly picking up speed – starting from a steady walk and turning into a full blown sprint. There was a roar from Deliora in the background, but Hiro no longer cared, he was too close to freedom to worry about the gigantic monster anymore.

A smile wormed its way onto the purple haired boys lips and he reached out a crimson soaked hand to touch the glass, making sure that this wasn't just an illusion – a fake conjured up due to blood loss. His fears were killed instantly as the cold glass send shivers through his spine.

"Thank you..." His voice trembled. Suddenly, the mirror began to ripple as an image formed on the other side, but as he had thought before, it was the way out. No, instead, all that he could see beyond the glass was darkness – a never ending stream of black.

Another roar – closer this time, Deliora was gaining on him. Hiro took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes at the mirror in front of him. Whatever was on the other side of this sheet of glass, it had to be miles better than where he was now.

And with that in mind, Hiro stepped into the darkness.

It was hard enough to see even in the light when you're losing blood – fast – but in the dark? Well, it was impossible. Hiro felt like a mole as he stumbled through this pitch black world, seemingly void of anything – even walls.

"Please... Don't leave me alone..." Hiro froze, trying not to make a noise as he listened for the small, frightened voice again. "Fallon... Dad..."

There it was, Hiro pushed himself onwards, muscles aching and blood spilling out from the re-opened wound on his side, the crimson liquid staining his already red hands. He chuckled to himself softly, he must look a right mess right now – there was no way he could fight, right? He lost too much... so then, why was he walking onwards towards a voice that definitely didn't belong to his teammate. But, she sounded so alone...

"Hello?" Hiro's voice cracked slightly and the purple haired teen winced at the harsh noise. Damn, what was this pounding in his ears? It hurt...

Sobbing. There was someone sobbing, and they were close. Hiro cleared his throat and coughed, sanguine dripping from his lip and splattering to the onyx floor, creating a speck of colour in an otherwise bland space.

"Hello?" He called again, blue eyes squinting, hoping to see something up ahead. There! A flash of red. Or maybe that was just the blood pounding in his ear overtaking his vision?

"Hello?" That wasn't Hiro – whoever was up ahead had replied to him. Hiro opened his mouth again to call back to the girl, but he hissed in pain instead and dropped to his knees, hands instinctively reaching to clasp around the wound.

Slowly, Hiro reached for his jacket that was tied loosely around his hips and pulled it free, wincing with every slight movement. He was probably going to have to fight, considering the rules of this whole game, and even though he didn't want to admit it, he was going to die. He felt pathetic – he hadn't even got a serious wound trying to defend his life, he had been injured by a stupid, over-grown beast that was already dead.

Hiro carefully wrapped the jacket around his waist, making sure to completely cover the wound, before pulling tight, a cry of pain erupting from his blood-stained lips. There were footsteps now – fast and light as the girl from earlier ran through the darkness towards him, lure by the anguished scream. Hiro pulled again, but this time he only whimpered, tears that he would never let fall stinging at his eyes.

Suddenly the footsteps stopped and Hiro looked up, able to see the girl in front of him even in the darkness – maybe that was the coordinators of this games doing, huh? Making it so that they can fight but not do anything else.

Red eyes locked on blue and for what seemed like a long time, the two were just staring at each other. Hiro felt his heart tug painfully. This girl had to be, what, thirteen? Fourteen? She was too young to be put through this – hell, even the oldest of the contestants was too young to be put through this. No-one deserved to see their comrades die.

"That band..." Hiro hadn't noticed the girl's gaze slip to his arm, where his strip of navy material was tied. "You're from the other team?"

Hiro 's breaths were come fast and ragged, electric jolts rippling through his veins, the pain hot and piercing. All the purple haired boy could do was nod and wait for his strength to slowly recover enough for him to speak.

The girl in the red dress gradually sunk to her knees, tears sparkling in the corners of her eyes. Her red orbs were flecked with sorrow and behind that, Hiro could see traces of confusion.

"Why did you call out to me? Did you know I was the enemy?" She asked, voice small and trembling.

"Ah..." Hiro croaked, a small, bloody smile dancing across his lips. "I knew you were the enemy... But you were crying... I couldn't..." He coughed again, and more blood splattered to the floor. The girl's eyes widened and she lurched forwards, taking Hiro's hands in hers and staring at him worriedly.

"You came, even though you knew I was the enemy?" A few stray tears trickled down her cheeks and her hands were shaking. Seriously, this girl was too innocent to be in this game... Hiro could easily kill her right now and get out of here... Surely they would treat his wounds, right?

So why didn't he kill her?

"Hiro-Nii!"

"Hiro-Nii-San!"

That's right... she was about the same age as them... the same age as he sweet little sisters. Is that why he couldn't kill her? Did she remind him too much of those he left behind? Of those two little girl's who he loved so, so much?

"You know..." Another cough. "You remind me of... my little sisters. They were really cute, and kind... Ne, if you see them when this whole game is over, will you tell them that I didn't cry? That their big, strong older brother fought his hardest and died bravely?"

The tears that he promised wouldn't fall trickled out from his eyes, mingling with the blood that tainted his pure skin. Damn, and he said he would be a man...

"Why are you talking like that? You're not going to die! You can be saved... there has to be something that we could do..." The girl fumbled over her words, hearts thumping in her chest. Hirp shook his head and squeezed her hand with what little strength still remained in his frail body.

"No... Alithra's dead... Even if I don't die right this second, I'm done for..." The girl's eyes widened.

"Your partner's dead? How do you know?"

Hiro smiled and let his blue eyes drift to the space behind the small child.

"I know because your partner is standing right behind you." The white haired girl snapped her head round, eyes widening even more as she caught sight of her auburn haired partner standing amongst the shadows, her breathing coming in rough, ragged pants – chest rising and falling rapidly.

"There you are... brat..." She gasped, a grin stretching its way across her bloodied features. "I've been looking for you..."

"Fallon..."

Hiro smiled again before coughing and doubling over, palms slipping from the 'brat's' hands in order to be used to hold himself up. He gasped between coughs, desperately trying to get some air into his lungs. His wound was bleeding again, and the red liquid seeped through the thick material of his jacket.

"Shit..." He mumbled before looking up, his eyes seeming to appear more sunken and tired than before. "Please..." He whispered, voice hoarse. "Please, kill me... don't let me die by a wound from that monster... I don't want to die by his hands..."

"What are you saying?" 'Brat' cried, lunging forward on her palms, white hair splayed out around her head in a mess of tangles. "We're not going to kill you!"

"Brat..." 'Brat' snapped her head round to her partner, 'Fallon', looking at the girl's sorrowful expression in shock. "Stand back..."

"Fallon, you can't be serious?" 'Brat' cried.

"I said get back!"

'Fallon' stepped forwards, reaching into behind her to unsheathe her sword, the same one she used against Alithra. Hiro eyed the dried blood and smiled softly eyes closing in content. With a brief slash, the boy toppled to the side, blood spurting from a long gash across his chest, deep enough to slice straight through his heart.

An instant kill.

"H-how could you?"

"He asked for it, Brat." The cat-eyed girl sheathed her sword again and looked at the corpse of the boy in shame, her heart clenching in pain at what she's had to do. "Besides, I couldn't give the coordinators of this game a change to intervene. I couldn't let you get hurt."

"Fallon..."

Fallon slowly craned her neck, amethyst eyes soft and flowing with sorrow. A soft smile took the place of the older girl's usual grin and her face looked almost serene, if it wasn't for the blood staining her skin.

"I'm glad you're alive... Setsuko..."

So... SAD! I've had that last little scene in mind since first writing Setsuko and Fallon, and it turned out perfect (in my opinion anyway...).
A little message to 5150Chaos, I do know who you are - you are the wonderful mind that thought up Sasha! :) I do remember the people who send me Oc's :)

Oh, and everyone, I have thought of the plot for my next story, which will now DEFINITELY be Fairy Tail - it was inspired by the fourth ninja war in Naruto, so I think you can guess what it's about :) It will be another Oc story, because I love them, but as of yet, I will not be taking in Oc's - I don't have many roles for them, so I will probably be using my own and maybe one or two from my friend here on Fanfiction and my friends from school :)

Oh, and in the last few chapters of the game, I may be uploading some drawings of the Oc's I've got so far for the next story, as well as a picture of Carter Onto Tumblr (Don't get your hopes up though, I'm not the best manga drawer and will probably end up chucking them in the bin XD)

Thank you all for reviewing, and now, the next team to fight will be... Not Telling :P