After the Honeymoon

22:End Game (Part 2)

Kids POV

I heard someone yell Mikey's name from another room. I immediately turned from the fight with Sierra towards the direction of the yelling. I looked back towards Sierra, and saw Black Star stab her one final time before she fell to the ground and her soul came floating above her body. I sprinted out of the room and towards where I thought the scream was, though I was getting completely lost in the gigantic house. I finally reached an open door with Gerard fighting Asura, Ray looking like he didn't know what to do, and Mikey laying on the floor dying.

Maka and Black Star came running behind me, with Tsubaki and Soul in their hands. "You guys help Gerard. I'll help Mikey." I told them, running to Mikey's body. I couldn't stop shaking, almost crying, from looking at Mikey like this. I closed my eyes and grabbed Mikey's hand. I concentrated all my energy on Mikey.

Recently, I had learned a new shinigami power. I could stop someone from dying if I focused my energy to giving that person some of my life force, which was infinite, since I'm immortal now. It didn't always work, but I couldn't just leave here knowing I did nothing to try and stop his death.

Every ounce of me was spacing out from what was going on behind me, all that I could focus on was keeping Mikey alive. I tried giving as much of my life force to him as possible, but nothing was working. It just made his death slower and slightly less painful. He was barely able to breath anymore, and I was trying more and more to keep him alive, and completely failing.

Tears started streaming down my face as I started to slowly gave up. I kept telling myself Mikey was going to be okay, but I couldn't even believe myself anymore. The longer I tried the weaker I felt. Doing this drained too much of my energy, and I couldn't do it much longer, not after I already lost so much energy fighting Sierra and having my soul merging back into one. Though if I stopped, there would be no way Mikey could live. Not like it was likely to work anyways.

Everyone started to crowd around Mikey and I, letting me know I missed the entire fight with Asura. I was beginning to fall down on top of Mikey, loosing consciousness with every passing second.

Gerard's POV

I looked down at Mikey, who was barely looking any better despite our dad's efforts to heal him.

This is all my fault.

If I hadn't come in here even though I knew Asura was in here, this wouldn't have happened.

I should've listened to him.

If I had he'd still be here. There would be the possibility of him being alive.

I started to cry a bit, thinking all this. I would never be able to stop blaming myself for this. I had the option of listening to Mikey and I should have taken that chance. What got me to this state more than anything, was the expressions Frank and Ray had. Frank had fallen to his knees and curled up into a ball and started bawling his eyes out, and Frank had a complete look of shock on his face, even though he had already gotten time to absorb the fact that Mikey was dying. I backed up against the wall, and laid me face into my hands as I slid down the wall and cried harder.

In the middle of my crying I heard a sharp inhale and looked up. Mikey's chest was rising and falling at a normal pace again, but that was all I could really see with our dad in the way. A little smile gradually replaced the expression I had on my face before.

I guess he'll be okay I thought.

Mikey sat up slowly and wearily and seemed to hardly be able to keep himself up. I got up and walked over to him. His face showed confusion, like he didn't know anything that had happened or where he was. He looked at me as if to ask me a question, but he looked even more confused when he saw my face, as if he didn't know what to say. When he finally figured it out, he asked me a question.

"Who are you?"