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For years, he had been avoiding his past and hiding from his guilt. That one afternoon, when he had to choose between saving her life and their unborn child, had changed him forever.
He never uttered a word to Mya, never told her why it broke him, even if she had always reminded him that he was not a god and that saving their child was out of his control.
He called bullshit on the whole thing, for he only had what he was about to do now, perhaps his family would be whole.
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Appearing in Cid's office that morning, Richie found the distinct difference between himself and anyone else. For he would go to any lengths when it came down to saving the people he loved.
Cid and Jesse looked on, surprised, as Richie's powers filled the room. Without acknowledging anyone, he moved towards a shelf and touched a panel that revealed a hidden compartment.
"Richie?" Jesse half rose from her seat across from Cid at the Headmaster's table.
He ignored her hesitant question, his objective was on the shelf, Richie leaned in, grabbed what he came for, and vanished.
"R-Richie?" Jesse called out to him in confusion, realizing that he had taken a crystal from the stash they had kept hidden. Instantly Jesse disappeared, tracking down where Richie's powers were pulsating from against these earths.
Moments later, Richie appeared back on the field, dropping to his knees before Mya.
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Jesse emerged having followed the exertion of powers, stunned by the sight of the blood-soaked field and the bodies strewn about. Her emerald eyes locked onto Matthew and Toni in the distance, desperately fending off the wranglers.
Turning around, she was shocked to see Richie on his knees, holding Mya tightly to his chest with one crystal hovering in his hand and another beside his knee.
"Richie?" she gasped, tears streaming down her face as she knelt beside him. "What are you doing?"
Without hesitation, Richie injected the crystal into Mya's chest, the blinding light emanating.
"Are you sure?" she looked to him, the same that nodded without resolve.
"I won't lose her." Richie had been in this position before, holding Mya close to his chest and pouring his magic into her body, desperately trying to heal her injuries. He then what he had to do - choose one life over the other. Richie knew his limitations, he knew he was not powerful enough to save Mya and their unborn child.
That was the source of his sorrow, the weight of his guilt, and the belief that haunted him constantly. If Mya ever learned the truth of that day, she could never forgive him.
"What the fuck are you doing!" Matthew's voice boomed through the air, demanding an explanation for Richie's actions. Ignoring his best friend, Jesse then moved forward, grasping Mya from his arms, and watched as Richie scrambled forward.
After injecting the crystal into Jasmine and witnessing the holy light surge through her body, Richie and Jesse watched with relief as Jasmine's wounds began to heal. Her chest rose and fell, indicating that she was breathing again.
Acknowledging that he saved them, he scrambled back to Jesse, and he took Mya back from the red-headed, cradling her into his arms, "stay, Mya. Stay"
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