Die???
No! NO NO NO NO!! It can't be true!!! Houkou can't die! He just can't!!
I kept screaming that in my head. Until the thought of my brother appeared again. Did he know any jutsu that would help this??
As much I as wanted to go ask for his help, I knew that I couldn't leave Houkou at a time like this. But if I didn't get Francis help, Houkou will...die.
I put the word death into the back of my mind for now.
"Don't panic." I heard someone say.
I looked around. No one was near me. Everyone was still in the room, watching and helping Houkou as much as they could.
The voice spoke again. "Don't get too attached to him. If you do, you'll worry yourself over and might massacre everything in sight."
The voice was so clear. Like I was dreaming.
"Who are you?" I whispered.
No reply. But the voice was soothing enough to let me calm down. It was like listening to chimes. I looked back into the window, everyone was huddled over Houkou that I couldn't see him.
I heard a loud screech coming from the elevator. I spun my head to see who it was. A man, wearing black cowboy boots, jeans with wholes, and black T-shirt with a skull, walked out of the elevator.
His eyes swirled with green and golden colors. I recognized him immediately.
Francis.
