Hi, guys! First off, this isn't the fanfic I was gonna do right away. And second of all, I know I keep promising the Drake x Mia ship, but I can't think of any ideas you guys would like. So if you have any suggestions, go ahead and tell me. I am (almost) always free. :) Other than that, hope you enjoy! Comment and vote if you like it.

It was close quarters. The mercenaries (about ten of them), were closed in around them, tight.

Grayson's left hand was rested on his scabbard, ready to pull out his sword, with his other hand on Mia's arm, bringing her in as they stepped backward.

They were trying to save Drake. The three of them had gotten captured by the Empire and were taken to the Red Keep, where they were determined their fates. Grayson was going to be hanged as his punishment for taking the egg, Mia slaved, and Drake put in a dungeon. Grayson had managed to escape and find Mia afterwards. They then went to the keep's armory to retrieve their backpacks and weapons. The second they tried to sneak out the door to find Drake, guards and mercenaries were there, blocking the way to the street. Which leads to this exact moment.

Grayson glanced over to Mia, who had a look of panic and her fingers brushing her bow on her back and her arrows on her waist. The elf looked at him, her expression saying, 'What are we gonna do?'

Then suddenly, there was a voice in front of them. The two friends turned their attention over to the sound. Grayson recognized the voice all too well. 

Then walking through the circle of mercenaries, was Luke, smiling unpleasantly. 

Grayson's eyes widened and he immediately felt more alarmed.

"Well, well, well," Luke said, chuckling. He sauntered towards them. "If it isn't the filthy traitor, Grayson. How ya been doing without that family of your's?"

The blond flinched at the mention of them. He looked down and choked on his words as he spoke. "My family had nothing to do with it."

Luke burst out laughing. "Man, you are one funny dude. I hate to break it to ya, but ya know, if you didn't take that dragon egg then maybe none of this would've happened." He did a fake pout. "Ever thought of that, Grayson?"

The ex-mercenary continued to stare at the ground, without answering.

Luke glanced to the side of them. "And who is this girl?" He walked over to Mia and set his fingers on the bottom of her chin. Sweat drenched her face. "Man, she's a beauty. Perfect as a trophy for the Emperor. Is she your girlfriend, Grayson?"

"Don't touch her," Grayson snapped. He wanted to kill this guy so bad right now. 

Luke scoffled. "And what are you gonna do about it? We all know you're weak."

Grayson's cheeks flustered red from anger, gritting his teeth. "If you're gonna kill anyone else, kill me."

"No," Luke replied simply after a few seconds, shaking his head. He chuckled, turning over to Mia. "I'll kill her."

Then in one quick motion, Luke pulled out his bow and arrow, aimed, and shot. An arrow pierced right into Mia's chest. Her eyes went wide, she gasped for breath, and started falling backwards, blood staining her clothes.

Grayson just stood there in total shock. His eyes wide, his heart stopped as he watched the elf collapse to the ground. Tears slowly started rolling down his cheeks. "No, no, no, no, no," he whispered softly. 

He whipped his head in Luke's direction. Then in a scream of agony, Grayson screeched. "You freaking son of a b**ch!"

He pulled out his sword and with no time to think, Grayson sliced Luke's neck, the entire blade going through. His head and dead body slowly fell.

The other mercenaries saw and immediately came at Grayson, their weapons drawn.

But they were no match for the blond. He dodged their attacks and sliced off all their heads before they even touched him.

When they were all dead, Grayson panted for a few moments and quickly rushed over to Mia, who was breathing heavily, laying against the outer armory wall.

Grayson started to bawl when he saw her. He bent down and stroked her face before taking out bandages and healing potions from his backpack. He removed her tunic and started wrapping bandages and soaking up blood from her chest. He made her drink one of the potions, even though it was hard for her even to take a sip. When he was done, Grayson kneeled down next to the elf with tears streaking quickly down his face. He set his hands on her warm cheeks.

"God Mia, this is all my fault!" he choked out, basically shouting. "I had this happen to you. I made this happen to you!"

Mia's eyes locked with Grayson's. She let out a weak smile. "I-It's n-n-not y-y-your f-fault, G-Grayson. I-It's my f-fault. I wanted to c-come with y-y-y-you h-h-here."

Grayson shoke his head. "No, it's not your fault, Mia. It was never anyone's fault. It was always me to blame. It was my fault I let them do this to you. It was my fault they killed my family. I don't even know why I exist in this d**m world."

Mia's face turned to a concern. "G-Grayson, y-y-you're t-the greatest p-person I've e-ever m-met. You're b-brave, you're h-handsome, you're s-s-smart, but most of a-all, you're a g-great f-friend." She smiled a grin that to Grayson was more beautiful than a million diamonds. "I-I-I love you, Grayson."

"I do too, Mia." the ex-mercenary replied with a returned smile. And with that, the two rested their foreheads together, nose-to-nose. Then before they knew it, they were kissing lustfully.

After a few seconds, Mia pulled back and whispered, "T-time is r-r-running out. No n-need to t-try and s-s-save me. G-go find D-Drake and g-get out of h-h-here."

Grayson shook his head again. "No. Don't give up now, Mia. You can't give up after everything we've been through."

The she-elf shrugged. "Grayson, there's m-more i-important t-things in this w-world t-t-than m-m-me. You s-should k-know t-that." Mia's voice was getting more and more weak and her eyes were starting to close. 

Grayson swallowed hard and allowed himself to let out a long silent sob, his lip quivering. Mia reached out her hand and whipped the tears away along with a lock of blond hair that fell in his eyes.

The elf smiled one last time before she whispered, "Goodbye, my Grayson."

Her eyes closed completely and Mia's lifeless body was the only thing left.

Golly, what had I just wrote? This is the saddest chapter yet. I never intended to kill Mia. :| Anyways, hope you enjoyed reading this awful fanfic. Comment and vote if you did like it. See you guys next time. Bye! :)