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If ever you were in the position that you were knocked out of consciousness, you should make an effort not to move and survey your surroundings until you believe you are safe enough to stand...That's what Riven had said, but then again, nothing had gone the way the two planned, and now...she didn't even hold the knowledge of whether Riven was alive or not, and a man who had protected Musa all of her life as a loyal friend was sacrificed just because of the insanity of her father. Approximately three meters behind was a limp body, covered in burns. It was evident death had already taken him. Musa quietly sobbed over the lost guardian with grief and fury merging through her veins.

"Enough is enough!"

Debris from the ceiling plummeted to the ground beside Musa similar to an avalanche while she stood up and dusted the smaller particles from her leather red jacket. "I've given you the chance to see sanity, now I do things my way……." She prowled along the corridor to her next destination.

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The ticking of the clock harassed Riven's brains. The infernal reminder of the perfectly timed moments to his demise overcame his rational thinking. In 1 hour, 17 minuets an 32 seconds a roaring inferno of burning chemicals would incinerate and burn the skin completely off of him, extreme corrosives mark called it. Steadily, panic seeped in; Mark had freed him and locked the doors with spellbound powers from ancient scrolls of more primitive era of melody, so he lay on the floor rocking like an infant, by now he guessed in Mark's quest to break them apart he had either exterminated Musa or she had become his perfect daughter, an unresponsive zombie who obeyed his every evil influence.

It was childish to be optimistic.

Or to be brave.

Or to believe that someone would come and rescue him.

As what little trust Riven had at all left his inflexible body, he planned how he would die, thinking of Musa, since the day he met her, he had wished that to be his last vision as he faded away. Her aroma, her touch and her taste would drive the pain away…if he couldn't reach her mind anymore at least he could reach their memories together..

…..For the first time in his life Riven shed a tear. The tear represented Love, Fear and determination, but neither had triumphed over Musa's father. He began to dream, of how he and Musa could have ended up, in a reasonably priced house with a son, and a daughter and his small family to take care of.

"I love…"

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Her first priority now was locating Riven, her father would come second. Then she would stop this lunacy. Tears streamed freely down her darkened features as she soared through the sky, breaching every security machine imaginable. How, even in their wealth, could his father have afforded all this high-Tec software? Thinking about this only sickened Musa even more. He must have been planning this for years, he had chosen to kill whoever Musa loved long before her teen years, and it made her miserable. If that was the case, she had virtually asked Riven to die the moment she shared the fact she liked him with him.

"Riven! Where are you!?" She desperately howled, landing outside an old farm shed. Exhausted, she slumped against the wood, wishing she had guidance.

"Riven…" Her eyes soon betrayed her with further salty tears hustle down her face in hot pursuit of the ground.

Broken, she didn't know where to look. Deep inside herself, in her state of denial, she hoped that Riven could have escaped. Face the facts, Riven was smart. He'd trained as a specialist for 3 years, and he's defended himself all his life. Was that enough for him to be able to endure her father's extreme den? Musa shoved these thoughts away from her mind. There was still hope? Right? Wrong.

"Oh Riven…." She sobbed into her knees, hugging her leg in a desperate plea for guidance. "I wish, I wish you never loved me."

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Had he heard correctly? Was that the one he loved, wishing he never met her? His gut burned. Why didn't she love him? Was she with her father now?

"Mmmr!" Was all he could manage through muffled screams for Musa's attention.

"MRRRG!" He fiercely kicked the filthy excuse for a shed with his free leg, the other was still chained. He froze; he couldn't carry on any longer. His last thoughts were if there's any justice, she'll find me…

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Completely aware Riven needed his assistance, Musa sat still, stunned that her prayers have been answered. Was it true that true love conquers all? Yes. Musa loved Riven. With all her heart. And if they did make it out alive, the first thing she would do would be to tell him she adored him, and that she wanted to spend the rest of both of their lives together, with him. Musa struggled with the lock on the door. Her father knew lock picking was never her strong point. But with these new thoughts came a fiery optimistic confidence, to keep fighting…For Riven's sake. She stood. Concentrating durably, more rigidly than she ever had previously, placing her index fingers and her middle fingers from each hands, onto the sides of her head, in one last attempt, screaming at the top of her lungs, "kare wo hanashi nasai!) (A/N: That is free him In Japanese apparently. I just wanted to do it in a different language and at the time Japanese sounded most different. I am learning Japanese, but I haven't increased my vocabulary much because obviously I need to learn all three alphabets. Yes, three.) The sight stung her at first, but she had to continue to push on. Riven was sprawled across the hay floor, sweat and dust smeared across his face. And the smallest containment of water had travelled from his eye to his bottom lip. She knelt beside him felling both fear and happiness. "You've….cried?" She whispered brushing stray strands of hair from his face as if she expected him to answer. Then she spotted his ankle.

"Hya!" Was all she needed to say as she made a stroke with her hand. The sound waves eased the tumblers in the lock to untwine for her, as music loved her like a queen, and obeyed her every command. She laid beside Riven for a few minuets, nuzzling her face with his and placing herself under her arm.

"I love you Riven….If, if only you knew it…" She sniffed.

"I love you too..." He muffled, inaudible.

Musa perked up. "Did you, just say, you……loved, me?" She spoke softly, stroking his cheek to comfort him.

He nodded, coughing. "We…have…bomb…time..." He managed to say, straining to keep awake.

"A, bomb?" She gasped, standing up.

"Timed."

"You have to tell me where it is Riven!"

"Ceiling." He coughed again. "Acid or corrosives or…" still awake, his voice became so quiet that all he could say was the vital information.

"Crap!" She managed seeing the timer. 0:57….0:56….

"Get up Riven!" She pulled him, "I won't let you die!" She yelled determined to make it.

No response.

0:42….0:40…0:39

"Riven I need you…"

He seemed to be out cold, so Musa turned to her only alternative. She braced herself to lift him, and failed. If there was ever a time she wished Riven didn't have any muscles it was now.

0:26….

Maybe her wings could serve her more than her strength. As fast as she could, she positioned her hands underneath Riven's armpits and prepared for flight.

0:10….0:9…0:8…0:7

Please Mum….be with me…

0:3….0:2….

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Mark's face produced a self satisfied sneer as he witnessed what was left of the house destroyed. He would go out and look at the remainders of Riven's bones in a while. But first of all, he wished to pay a visit to his daughter.

"Tranimus, here!"

Just like a dog being taut, he followed orders and soon came to salute his master.

"Yes sir!"

"Bring my daughter to me. I need to show her something."

"I'm…Afraid I can't do that sir," He began. "Musa, escaped, with the help of Demptus. He's been eliminated."

"Get out of my sight! You aren't worthy of your jobs you slackers!" Mark foamed glancing out the window. The ground was covered in a glittery substance, which he immediately identified as fairy dust.

"MUSA!" He boomed, grabbing a suitcase full of magical items and gadgets capable of tracking the tiniest flick of sound.

"You won't get far my daughter, you won't…." He cackled, slamming his hand on the counter.

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The weight of Riven was taking its toll on Musa's muscles, but still she pushed ahead.

No! "We are going to get to safetey Riven!" She gasped to herself, almost crashing. She wouldn't stop until she was a safe distance away. Only then would she rest and nurse Riven back to health. If she could just strain herself to get to that shack, in the far ends of the woods she could make it. Soon her arms turned to molten lava, her own weight and her soul mate's becoming too much for her. Her wings flapped softly, but firm, just as Musa was going to buckle over at her maximum, the light at the end of the tunnel was visible.

Push yourself, Musa! A voice called out to her Just hold it out a little bit longer….

Rapidly Musa's soft moans turned into strident screeches of agony.

You can relax now, well done Musa…

She attempted to come to a gradual stop but failed as her wings gave up on her, dropping them both onto the porch. Musa inhaled sharply and hastily, while gazing at Riven who in return grinned gratefully at her with what energy he had left.

"Good job Muse…Thank you" He murmured before drifting off into slumber.

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