Chapter 6: Lullaby

Her eyes fluttered open, revealing gray orbs staring down at her. She could taste the blood flowing from her mouth. It was disgusting to those who were new to it but to people like her, blood was part of their everyday routine. Her eyes darted back and forth, left and right until it reached familiar gray eyes.

"W-Who?"

Those eyes seemed to brighten. "You're still breathing!" Arms helped her get up and her head went crazy. Sitting up made her head ache badly. "Sorry! I'll get you to the nearest hospital. Hold on Lenalee!"

That voice sounded very familiar and dear to her. It was on the tip of her tongue but she just couldn't get it out. Her head finally stopped throwing a fit and stayed still. It was now easier to think. Lenalee…Lenalee…The way her name was said with much worry made her want to say to the speaker that she was alright. It made her want to assure whoever said that.

Then she felt the ground beneath her disappear. She opened her eyes fully and finally recognized the one who carried her. "Allen?"

"Keep holding on Lena," he said in a begging voice. "We're getting you healed soon."

"W-Where are we?"

The place was still a bit blurry to her. She couldn't quite remember what happened earlier. She closed her eyes and tried to remember about the past happenings. She remembered that there were explosions, death, blood, akumas, exorcists and noahs. She could remember now. They were on a mission to retrieve Allen, who was still and AWOL. They eventually tracked him down and found him. Then that's when things got messy. It turned out that the akumas were also following him. The akumas were defeated easily but the noahs, Tyki, Lulubell and Wisely soon arrived, forcing the exorcists to fight them.

More akumas came and it became difficult to fight the noahs and akumas considering there were only five exorcists. It wasn't a fair fight. But they still fought to the end. The akumas kept on coming. They had to flee. The next thing she remembered was an explosion and her being dragged away. She found out that Allen was the one who dragged her out of the fight.

Ouch. Her head hurts. It felt like her head was being bashed. She lifted her hand and softly touched her crown, only to feel blood. Her hand was wet and bloody. Scratch that, her whole body was wet and bloody. Death was coming for her.

She then searched for Allen's face. She caressed his cheeks and whispered, "Put me down, please. Whatever you do, I'm not going to make it. Please…"

"If I don't take you to the hospital, I'll be forever haunted by you."

She giggled lightly, only to cough up blood, making Allen more distressed. "I won't haunt you, I promise."

"Not that…" he muttered, looking away from her, not bearing to see her face bruised and almost dead while he was still strong and standing. "What will happen if I had brought her to the hospital? Will she live? Those thoughts, those will haunt me forever."

"Then sing me a lullaby while walking," she said and smiled. "That will make me peaceful."

"I'll try my best." He smiled back and fastened his pace.

"So the little infant fell into a deep sleep

Among the grey ashes into the flames shining…

First one, then two…

Surface numerous of your faces."

Finally, they were in a town. The people stared at the bloodied people. Some were horrified, some were aghast and some pitied them. But that didn't matter to him. He needed to reach the hospital and fast. Time was running out for Lenalee and he knew that he will soon collapse of exhaustion.

"Don't stop singing please." He could only smile and do as she wished.

"A thousand dreams trickle back to earth

On the night when the violet eyes were trembling, the shining you was born

Across millions of year, the prayers have already returned back to earth."

He could hear her breathing become softer. He gritted his teeth and continued to run. He can't give up. Especially when the hospital was very near to them now, he could finally see it. But she was close to death too.

"Lenalee…" he rasped out.

She smiled. "Thank you for everything. Brother would be very pleased to hear your lullaby. Is it over?"

45 more paces until he reached the hospital. 44, 43, 42, 41…Faster, he needed to run faster.

"Sing it to me even if I'm sleeping…please."

15 paces were left but her hand already went limp. He choked back a sob and continued to sing.

"I will still continue to pray

Please bestow upon this child your love

Upon our joined hands, leave a gentle kiss."

Lately, I've been writing depressing fics. O.o

Sorry if it was too depressing or angsty. Sorry for the late update too. BTW thank you all for those who reviewed! Please review! If not reviewing is my punishment for not updating then I'm sorry! Please don't punish me!

Happy Lenten Season guys~