A lost of a Friend

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(inspired by a moment on a Roleplay i had partaken with)
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Inside a building, Debris had littered the ground, bullet casing joined them as smoke slowly dissipated, in a wall sat a Young Man, Looking at a lifeless girl beside him, he can't believe what's happening right now.

They had almost won the battle if the enemy didn't exploded, most of them we're unconscious or even Killed but he still couldn't believe what's happening right now.

The body of a girl was near him, lifeless as her expression was Blank. The man grunted as he grab her and looked at her face

"Hey, type 100...Wake up please" The Man said as he shook her a little, The girl was still devoided of life as her blank face looks at him

"It's me...Andrew, Wake up!!" He shake her a bit stronger until Andrew had a thought, a grim one as he tried to forget it.

"Y-Your not...dead....Aren't you?" he said to her as Andrew's eyes began to tear a bit

Silence was the only thing to answer to his question

"No...No no no!!" He continued on

"Type 100....you can't die yet..." He hugged the lifeless body as he cried on her shoulder

"Why.....why her?....if only i had seen it sooner, if only i had killed that man so it would not explode" he hugged Type 100 much stronger as his words sank in the quietness of their surrounding.

"I just can't accept it..." he said to himself as the room they we're in was starting to crumble

Andrew looked at the ceiling and found out that there was a crack that is getting bigger and bigger

Andrew realized what's happening and gently kissed type 100's Forehead

"Soon...I'll be joining you" he said as he stood still, Type 100 in his arms as pieces of concrete began to fall down.

Andrew closed his eyes and accepted the inevitable "For once, i think Death is a good thing" he said as his actions and wrong-doings that he had done would be forever be gone in his mind

The war-crimes he had committed, the poor souls he burned without hesitation, childrens he slayed without mercy and lastly, the mother and child he killed with no remorse.

A single tear had fallen in his eyes as Andrew braced himself.

But Fate got other things to do for the man, A Hand had firmly gripped the shirt of the poor Man as Andrew looked at it. A Familiar face can be recognized "Z-Zero? Wai-"

He was cutted short as Zero pulled him up "Wait!! But Type-"

"SHE'S DEAD, ANDREW!! SHE'S ALREADY DEAD!!! AND YOU WOULD TOO IF YOU JUST STAND THERE WANTING TO DIE!!" Zero scolded his friend as Andrew was helpless, Zero pulled him up and ran for the exit

Andrew tried to resist as he reached out his arms to the said girl "TYPE 100!!" he yelled out as the entrance was beginning to be covered by Debris.

Andrew was being carried by Zero, Leaving Type 100 behind as the room she was getting less and less visible until the door was completely piled with concrete. Soon after, the whole building collapse, Andrew was watching it as it slowly fall down

Zero and Andrew was completely outside the building as they sat on the ground "Zero.....why?-"

He was silenced when a punch connected to his face.

"Get your mind fixed, Andrew!! She is dead, Alongside the rest of TF Sakura!!" he said to him

Andrew was silent as he hold his Face and looked at the ground.

"Type 100's dead, Andrew, she's gone...." he continued

Suddenly, it was raining hard, damping the clothes of the both men, Zero scoffed a bit but Andrew didn't care.

Suddenly, the Latter jumped on Zero and began to punch him "You think i didn't know!?!?" he said as he continued on his assault

Zero used his arms as cover as Andrew jabbed, he just let him be as he sympathize his friend

"You think i don't know!?!? That's the reason i just stood there!?!? So why did you save me?!?" he said as his punches begin to lose strenght

"I did too many things.....no ordinary soldiers had committed...i can hear them...begging for their lives as i killed them...."

"So Why?.....just why?" Andrew slowly stopped as he cried, his tears are almost impossible to see due to the rain covering his face

Zero approached his friend and tried to ease him up "think about it" he said as Zero looked straight to Andrew's eyes.

"you think getting yourself killed would change anything? What if it was useless? You, being dead won't do any good, do you think she would like it?" Zero questioned him

Andrew fell silent as the questions was echoing on his mind

"Look man, She save your life but at the cost of her own, type 100's Sacrifice was in vain if your dead, so don't waste it, just think about it" he said but in a more gentler tone as he didn't want the poor lad to suffer more

Andrew was still denying that Type 100 is dead as he can't overcome that Fact

"Even though you had committed unspeakable things, don't let that be the reason you want to waste your life" Zero continued

Andrew had enough as he let his tears be released, Zero was there, Trying to ease his pain.

Zero then brought a red fabric and gave it to Andrew "Hey...i think you should keep this....as a remembrance to her"

Andrew looked up and saw Type 100's scarf, he gingerly took from Zero's hand and watched it. The scarf, been damp from the rain, was covered with rips and tears as Andrew embraced it.

The rain continued to patter down as Zero stood up. "I'll leave you on your business" he said as he left the mourning man. The rest of his friends watched Andrew from afar.

Andrew looked to the sky, dark clouds circling above and watched it as he wailed.

On that particular day, One person has lose someone important to his live, leaving behind a grief-stricken Man on a rainy day.

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