“NO!” Cody bellowed, but it was too late. He saw the girls light fading, dying as she left this earth, and Cody fell to the ground, uttering devastated. He had wanted, wanted so hard, to try and save them all, to make everything right without more killing. To change everything, and yet, he couldn’t. He bowed his head, tears falling out his cloudy, sightless eyes, staining the ravaged ground, as if his tears could put everything to rights. He was a failure, and the cause of a little girl’s death. Were they any better than those that had stolen them, trapped them, sought to use them? Cody wasn’t able to see the difference right then. 

He sobbed. 

It seemed like forever, although maybe it was a few seconds, a few moments, before he gathered himself, and rose, his movements slow and a little sluggish. Was Caits even still alive, or had she died as well? He turned his sights towards the boy, the brightly glowing boy who seemed so alone, so… broken. 

They were all broken, it seemed. 

His movements careful, and slow, he stepped towards the boy, studying him. He would make sure that this boy didn’t die, at least not yet. Cody imagined being him, alone, and powerful. He crouched by the boy, knowing it was dangerous, but not caring, not anymore. As far as Cody knew, he was effectively immortal. He’d come back from being incinerated. What would kill him? Maybe he should find out. 

“Please… stop this” He whispered softly, his throat raw, trying to meet the boys gaze, even if he couldn’t see his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you” Did the boy even understand him? Cody was doubtful, the girl hadn’t been able to, and the boy hadn’t shown any ability to being able to understand him either. 

Without warning, he reached out and lay a hand on the boys heart, warmth radiating from his palm, although Cody seemed unaware of it. 

“I’m sorry”