A/N: Hi everyone, I'm sure that you all want to kill me. I suppose I should apologize for killing off one of the young halfas, but as I stated in the very beginning, these characters won't necessarily come out of the fic as they came in. As sad as this is, if you know what the title is based off of, you would have expected what would happen. But nevertheless, I want to say I'm sorry. I'm a little bloodthirsty when I write. Seeing that I might have broken your hearts, I'm reopening suggestions for extras. These can involve any characters/ themes and would be considered 'non-canon' to the story.

Leon stood beside Pandora as the ghost he knew as Pointdexter spoke quickly. The halfa could barely understand the nerdy ghost's rambling. From Pandora's expression, Leon could tell that the ghost was making some sort of sense.

"Are you completely positive that it was the female halfa that spoke to you?" Pandora asked. Leon knew her well enough to know that tone of voice; it wasn't doubtful, but it was hopeful that there was some sort of mistake.

The pale ghost looked down to the floor, pushing up his glasses. "I'm sure. She matched your description." Leon knew that expression he saw it so many times the past month. It was always the same story; Dan would snuff out whatever stood in his way.

Leon didn't know the girl well, but it was still enough to make him clench his fist angry at the very ghost that took her life. "Leon, can you tell Thalen that we have to move on?" Pandora asked looking over her shoulder to look at the halfa with sad eyes.

Leon really didn't want to take this task; he knew the other halfa didn't care for him and this news would send him over the edge. He only have to look at Pandora's eyes to give into her suggestion. "I'll be sure to break it to him," Leon responded with a fake irritated tone. Pandora gave him a small smile and that made whatever Thalen worth it; not that he would ever tell anyone.

"And Leon, tell Thalen to be ready to move," she added as Leon turned to find the other halfa in the maze of hallways.

"I'm sure he would be ecstatic to hear that," Leon replied sarcastically but continued to look for the other teen. Leon knew that the other halfa was likely to be throwing himself into training, but there was plenty of places in the castle to do such. Leon looked in the armory. There were a handful of medieval ghosts floating around, but the halfa wasn't anywhere to be seen. The halfa wasn't one to ask for help so he ignored the questioning looks from the ghosts and left them to their tasks.

Leon heard a door slam from the far end of the hallway. The teen smirked knowing only one person who would be so reckless in the castle. He hurried his steps to get to the source of the sound before the other halfa got away. Leon caught a glimpse of the other halfa as he turned the corner. "Thalen," he called out not feeling up to chasing the other around the castle.

Thalen poked his head back around making cautious steps to Leon. The former thief crossed his arms around his chest narrowing his neon eyes suspiciously. "What do you want?"

Leon thought of his next words for only a moment before speaking bluntly. "Dan found Abigail," he started. These were the only words he got out before the other teen grabbed his white trench coat.

"Where is she?" Thalen growled. Leon pushed the other teen away.

"Dan killed her and Frostbite," Leon answered. The other teen looked stunned; his face frozen as emotions flashed through his eyes.

"You were supposed to keep her safe. You promised that she would be protected," the thief yelled his fists clenched knuckles white. Leon felt slightly guilty but he didn't let it show. Leon barely caught Thalen's fist as it flew to his face. "This is all your fault," the teen shouted as Leon tossed him aside.

Thalen wasn't one to back down and charged again. Leon side-stepped and returned the his fists slamming into the other's shoulder. Thalen quickly regained his stance putting his fist up. "So is that how you want to play?" Thalen asked.

Leon smirked putting his own fists up, "Don't think that I'll let you beat on me just because you're upset." He gathered ecto-energy into his fists. Thalen may be quick, but Leon kept out of the combination of punches he threw his way. He waited until the angered halfa over extended himself before he retaliated. His glowing fists landed on the other halfa's stomach and chest knocking the wind out of him.

Thalen stumbled holding onto his stomach glaring at Leon. The runaway shot two ecto-blasts on either side of the former thief's head. Thalen gritted his teeth and turned to walk away. He mumbled something under his breath that sounded slightly like 'heartless monster'. Leon couldn't let that slight past with a growl he pinned the other halfa against the nearest stone wall.

"What's your problem?" Thalen asked, "I'm done fighting you." The runaway narrowed his eyes angrily at the dismissive tone of voice.

"Don't think for a minute that you had it hard. It's one thing to never know your parents. I knew mine and they left me," Leon snarled. Thalen had the sense to look away. Leon dropped the other halfa to the ground.

The two were quiet for several seconds. Thalen finally broke the silence, "What happened to them?"

Leon turned his green eyes to the halfa who looked away disinterested. "My mom died when I was young. My dad couldn't take care of me, so I went to an orphanage." He narrowed his eyes at the white-haired halfa. "I don't need your pity," he said roughly.

Thalen scoffed, "Whatever, you have your dad still. I'm getting my stuff. I'm not staying here anymore." Thalen stomped away his head bent down. Leon watched the clearly depressed and frustrated halfa walk away.

"Thalen," Leon called out to the retreating teen. Thalen turned around to look at him bored, but Leon knew that the collected appearance was a façade. "I am truly sorry for your loss. Abigail was growing on me too," Leon responded with more honesty than he ever gave another human. The young female halfa would be missed; she was a kind and bright light in a time of darkness, but Leon wouldn't ever voice that much of his feelings.

Thalen stared at the runaway unsurety was dripping off his body language. "Yeah, she was great like that. She didn't have a mean bone in her body."