Pain blooms in my chest.
There's so much red…
I gasp, clutching at my chest and sinking to the floor.
Why can't I ever save them?
"F…Feliciano…?" I whisper.
I'm so very tired.
Feliciano's voice echoes in my head, anguished and pleading.
"Damn it…!" I hiss as the pain increases. I realize that the pain isn't mine—it's Feliciano's.
…Make it stop…
What could have caused him so much pain?
…it hurts too much.
A vision flickers in front of my eyes: white walls and floor, bloody footsteps in front of me.
My mouth opens in a silent scream as scenes—no, not scenes, memories—flash, superimposed upon the vision of white and blood.
How many more times must I go back?
Are these…Feliciano's memories?
How many more times will I fail?
His voice echoes to me, and without thought I begin running, following those bloody footsteps.
The blood…it's everywhere.
I keep running, following those footprints. I don't know what they lead to.
Their voices…are calling out to me.
This path…it seems familiar. Have I walked it before? Everything is growing darker…
This painful despair hurts so very much.
Is there nothing I can do to save them?
I can see him ahead, walking this path of blood. The darkness is closing in. I reach out, trying to reach him, to help, to do anything to ease this pain of his.
Take me back.
I yell out to him, but there is no sound.
Take us back.
"Don't you dare…!"
Back to the beginning.
Everything goes dark.
Please…somebody come save me now. There's nothing more I can do…
…except continue trying to save my dearest friends.
Here's another Hetaoni oneshot! Just to clarify, this is in Romano's POV, following along with the twin-connection thing that the game shows. And, since I've been on a whole Hetaoni splurge, I've written another Hetaoni oneshot that I'll be uploading after this one. Yay. I'm such a masochist. *cries*