Enemy Within: Love Lies Bleeding
Don't fall away and leave me to myself
-Hemorrhage by Fuel

Note: I do not own Power Rangers Jungle Fury or its characters. I do own Kiran though and Jarrod's Mother for the time being.
Prompt: First (bigthingsinlife)
Genre: ANGST FOR THE LOVE OF JARROD! ANGST
Rating: T (Minor language)

For the as well as the Elders knew, I had obeyed their command. My interactions with Kiran would be limited to strictly speaking and sparring as we had since we were young. For pretty much everyone else, nothing had changed. We found our ways to be together. Often we would under the guise of hiking into the woods. There we would finally be able to be free and with one another.

They had been wrong. Nothing had changed for her, she was still Kiran. Still happy, still sane and still in love with me. I asked her repeatedly if she wanted to still be with me, if she still loved me and every time I would ask, I would gain the same answer. Yes. Nothing could mask the love in her eyes as she said so.

As Master Swoop and I finished our training for the day, something grew sick inside me. I didn't know what it was, but something was wrong. At my side, Master Swoop stopped completely and I knew he sensed it as well. We break out into a run back to our dorm where I hear Kiran and RJ yelling upstairs. RJ never yells at her, I can't hear what he's saying, but it sounds like he's begging.

"Don't do this!" His voice is pleading, as a brother, as a friend. I hear him move towards her but then stops dead in his tracks.

"I have to! It won't stop! IT WON'T STOP! Every time I close my eyes I see them or hear that VOICE! I CAN'T TAKE IT! I HAVE TO MAKE IT STOP!" She's yelling but her voice is eerily empty, void of any and all emotion.

"Don't do it! What about Jarrod? What about Dom? Me? Swoop? Phant? Finn?" Oh God…

"I can't listen to it anymore I have to make it STOP!" She screams stop panic rising in her voice.

Just as we burst into the bedroom, a shot rings out, and I feel the soft rain of her blood on my skin. I catch her as she falls, Swoop and RJ at my side. Kiran is bleeding but looking at me. Her eyes are boring into mine. Oh God, Oh God, don't do this, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God….

"Don't die…" I struggle to say, Swoop is rushing to get help, RJ is pale and is backing away. The scent of blood chokes the air. "Don't leave me." My voice is high and squeaky. She struggles to speak; her lips are spattered with blood. I think she was trying to say she was sorry. Her body stills in my arms and I hold her tight. By the time Swoop returns she is dead and limp in my arms. I see the sorrow in his face, as he wrestles her from my grip and lifts her up.

"Oh Persephone, you didn't have to do this," he murmurs softly, I wasn't surprised that he called her that. I want to follow him downstairs, I want to hold her hand as he takes her from me but I can't move. The only person that mattered to me is dead.

I look to RJ who has now scooted across the room, tucked in a corner, his hands in his hair, his forearms shielding his face. He's responsible, he's the one to blame, and this is his fault!

"Why didn't you stop her!? How could you let this happen? WHY WERE YOU HERE WITH HER?" I demand, I refuse to move, refuse to let her go. RJ's eyes are glittering at me from the crack between his arms.

"Me!? How dare you! If anyone, it's your fault. She should have NEVER been with you! She was getting better and YOU made her worse! She killed herself because of YOU! I was trying to stop her! I smelled the gun, her acceptance! SHE DIDN'T EVEN CARE ANYMORE! YOU MEANT NOTHING TO HER!" he yelled at me, his face was contorted in agony and rage. He seemed more wolf than ever before. This was not my fault. This was not my fault. I love her. She is my mate! He out of all the animals knows better than to question a mating. He will not tell me how my Mate cared for me or not. I stood, I was ready to tear his arm off when I voice yells out at us as RJ begins to snarl.

"STOP IT!" Dom yells and for the first time I realize he's sitting on the bed. He's sniffing and his tears soak his face. "It was no one's fault. She's sick, she's always been sick. She hid it from us all but it was only a matter of time! She's wanted this for years! At least Jarrod made her happy!" That was more aimed to RJ who is still snarling at me from the corner. He can see that Dom is crushed and appalled at RJ, I hope he beats some since into the stupid wolf.

I'm ready to fight him; I'm ready to make him bleed. He's acting like he was her mate and not me. I would not stand for that. He was like her Brother. He should have been able to over power her, he could have stopped her, he didn't, and he let her die. Her blood still soaks my uniform, my skin, even my face. It's all I have left of her. I sat quickly as the scent of blood consumed my senses the heavy coopery smell choked me.

I lurch to my feet, struggling to the bathroom, as I get sick. After I'm done expelling everything from my body, I head to my room. I curl up in my bed and lay there, I can't do anything else. Sometime later I hear Dom peek in, he enters my room and sits near by, watching silently. I should have protected her; I should have, because she was my mate. I failed her. My love…how could you leave me?

"This isn't your fault." He says, I want to believe that the sincerity in his tone is real. I know that somewhere within him, within RJ and within the Masters, this will be my fault.