A Beacon of Hope in a Castle of Ice.

Recovery, Roses, and Relationships.

Pov: Weiss Schnee.

       I look down at Ruby, holding that pretty little head on my lap. Even with scorch marks on her face she is still the most beautiful girl I have ever known.

       "I hope you're satisfied!", I scream, looking to my left at the blonde barbarian. "Go get help, NOW!", I command, watching the shaking woman leave the room. I look back down at Ruby to see that she is bleeding from her nose. I quickly reach to the nearby drawer and pull out my favorite, white bolero.

       I press it to my crimson warrior's nose. Telling myself that she will pull through with no problem. I gaze about the room, hoping to find something to help prop her up until the proper medical staff arrives. I feel my hand getting soaked, and quickly look down to see the blood already soaking through my bolero.
"That...that's a lot. How can she bleed that much!?" I scream in my mind, quickly switching to another part of the bolero, noticing the same red liquid trickling out the corner of her lips. My body starts shaking; I have no clue what to do. I've never been in this situation, but I'm not going to lose her. Not now, not ever. I will be by her side until the very end.

       "W-weiss" I hear my name slip from the bloody lips of my team leader.

       "D-don't talk", I quickly tell her and bring my lips down onto her forehead. She nods her head, but then wipes her nose and mouth with her fingers, coating them in a deep crimson that rivals even her hood. I see her hand extend out to her side, but I am too busy whispering and reassuring her to care what she is trying to grab for.

       My tears roll down my cheeks, landing on the soft features of her swelled, burned, and bloody cheek. Only when she speaks again do I wipe away my tears and give her my complete attention.

       "R-read"

       "Read? What? Ruby, don't talk nonsense." I look down at the weak, silver eyes that are staring over to my white dresser. I turn my head and go wide eyed upon seeing Ruby's blood coating it, and then realizing that she has been writing using her crimson essence. I lean over slightly to read the atrocious handwriting, although at a time like this, I doubt anybody could write properly.

       Weiss I read the first word in my head, carefully adapting to the oddly-shaped lettering before reading the rest of the sentence out loud. "Love me, even in death."

       I feel a churn within my stomach. I want to throw up. I want to scream. I want to shred Yang's yellow locks straight from her skull, and let her realize what it is like to lose something that you hold more precious to you than anything.

       "You're not dying, Ruby." I whisper in an attempt to reassure myself more than I am trying to reassure her. I let out a nervous giggle, and look back down to my savior. I should have been the one like this right now. Why did she need to interfere and get herself into this situation? Why is she being so still? Why do I feel as if the carpet is drenched in water?

       My eyes dart to Ruby's face once more. Seeing those beautiful silver eyes closed, the small, petite lips coated with red, but no bubbling or motion from her whatsoever. You're going to be fine, Ruby. I just know it. I don't even believe myself at this point. I look down at the carpet to see the black texture gaining a red complexion that has spread out rather far.

       "No, no, no, no, no. Ruby! You....you DOLT! Wake up. Don't you dare leave me here!" I begin screaming at the lifeless form. I lift her head off my lap, seeing blood dripping from the back of her head. Was this from when she hit the wall? I pull her up to me, holding her in my arms, begging her to return to me.