(The song The Ghost of You by My .Chemical Romance goes great with this)

(Ryan/Cry POV)

All the soldiers were packed together on the ship, ready to attack.

We were almost at "shore" where we'd get off to go fight.

I was really nervous, but not as nervous as you.

You were secretly holding my hand, and I could feel it shaking.

I whispered to you, "Calm down. It's okay. You're okay. You'll be fine." and squeezed your hand tightly.

But I didn't know any of those things.

We all have a chance of dying, so you might not make it.

The ship stopped, and all of the soldiers ran off to go fight.

About 10 of them were shot before try made it to shore. But we were still alive.

I ran, still holding your hand, and hid behind a boulder so we wouldn't get shot.

I looked around for another boulder and saw one and pointed to it.

"Go over there." I whispered to you, and you looked at me in horror.

"What about you?" You whisper screamed, and I smiled a little.

"I'll follow right behind you."

You sighed and ran over to the boulder I was pointing to, nearly getting shot in the leg.

When I went to make a run for it, I felt something go into my shoulder, and let me tell you, that shit hurt.

I yelped and managed to make it to the boulder, and you looked at me with wide eyes.

"Are you okay!?" You looked at my now bleeding shoulder, pressing your hands down onto it.

"Y-yeah. I-I'm fine. Lets just keep going." You could tell I wasn't in the mood to argue, so you ran to the next boulder I pointed to, but it was the wrong time to run. You almost got shot in the chest...

But I jumped out in front of you.

The bullet went straight through my heart, and I fell to the ground, clutching my chest.

My body started shutting down, and I heard you screaming my name, trying to pull be towards the boulder, but some men pulled you back, not wanting you to get shot.

An aid-soldier came over to me and held a piece of cloth over my now bleeding chest, but it didn't do anything.

I looked over at you, my eyes now halfway closed, and saw you screaming and crying, trying to get out of the mens' grasp.

I smiled weakly and mouthed the words, "I love you."

I saw you stop screaming and crying and quietly whisper, "I love you too."

I closed my eyes and let out the last of my breath.

And then,

I was dead.