Summary:

In all worlds, one representative from every work of fiction, whether movie or book, live among us. If we die honorably, we are given the chance to be reincarnated into the world of our dreams. Of course, when given this chance, I jumped, I didn't care if it was a dream. Turns out the new life you get isn't always perfectly fair. But...then again...life isn't fair.

Well...it begins! :') this is the Prologue, things will be explained in upcoming chapters!

"Lily, I'm scared..." Jack whispers, shaking all over as I hold tight to him, cradling him in my arms, skidding on ice as I struggle to get away.

"Shh." I hush him soothingly, flinching as silent bullets graze my thighs.

"Why are the nasty men chasing us Lily?" He whimpers.

"I don't know, Jack." I admit, ducking into an alleyway, blood trickling down my legs.

"Are we gonna be okay, Lily?"

"We're gonna be fine." I smile down at him before taking a right, footsteps not far away.

"You promise?" Jack clutches at my sweater.

"I promise."

That's all he needs. A smile spreads across his chubby face.

"Okay."

My lungs burn.

My legs bleed.

Blood follows us in a gruesome trail.

But I keep on running. I will get Jack to safety if it's the last thing I do.

Famous last words.

We are so close to salvation. So close to the army group that has come to the city's rescue.

Before all hell breaks loose.

A barrage of bullets soar through the air, making me dodge immediately, shielding Jack as he screams and cries in terror. One fatal bullet tears through my right calf, causing me to stumble and fall. I hold Jack close, twisting so he is not harmed when we fall.

For a moment, I cannot breathe, and am forced to close my eyes.

"Lily." Jack pats my face with a chubby hand.

"I'm alright Jack, I'm alright." I mumble.

We hear the sound of more gunfire. I drag us both slightly into an alleyway, away from the bullets. But my plan is soon disposed of. One lone man fires again at us, emerging from the shadows. Jack is knocked from my arms, and we both fall to the floor.

Assuming us dead, the criminal harshly kicks little Jack in the side. I go to call his name, and he catches my eye, both of us in excruciating pain no doubt, from the scuffle, but my expression clearly says 'stay silent'. We wait until the man is far from our sight, before I drag myself towards Jack, multiple bullet wounds in my left leg steadily leaking blood, one in my chest..also..bleeding.

Shit.

I pull myself up against the wall, and freeze.

Blood is steadily flowing from multiple bullets in Jack's chest. He's gasping for breath, each breath uneven and hitched.

"Jack." I croak.

"Lil...y.." he rasps, tiny body shivering.

I pull him into my arms. I want to cry.

I want to scream.

I...

"Am I...dying...Lily?" He asks.

I let out a choked sob, and hold him tighter, the blood pooling beneath us.

"Will I see the angels...Lily?" He asks.

"No...Jack."

"Why? I'm dying...aren't I Lily?"

"I will not let you die. We just need to...need to...hold on..." my own strength is failing.

"Lily..." Jack coughs weakly. "Sing...please?"

"Sing?" I swallow.

His frightened blue eyes look up at me, spilling tears of pain.

"Alright." I take a deep breath. "From the stars above...is whence the angels come. They'll guide you...and protect you...as they have.. all along." Tears are streaming down my face. "With feathered wings...they'll shelter you, with their hands, they will hold you...tight..."

"Hold...you tight..." Jack weakly clutches my blood stained shirt.

I hold him tighter, as the sky darkens.

"From the stars above...is whence the angels come. Singing their...song...guiding us...along." Jack's breathing slows. I change the words. "From the stars above...the angels gave to me...a life that became precious to me. I held his hand...while he learned to stand. That's when the angels said...he'll be a fine young...man."

Tears are pouring down my face.

"Lily...are you...an...angel?" Jack blinks rapidly, squeezing my hands.

"I..." I see his little face. One I hoped I'd see old and grey next to a family of his own. "Yes Jack."

"You sing...like...the angels...Lily..."

"That's because..." I swallow. "I'm YOUR angel, Jack. I'll always...be...watching over you..."

"You'll...be with me?" Jack's grip loosens.

"Always..." I hang my head. "I'll.. always...be with you."

"Always?" Jack's breathing hitches.

"Yes Jack...I'm your angel...and I'll be with you...always...in...your heart..."

"I...love you Lily..."

"I love you too, Jackie." I croak.

Jack lets out one final, shuddering breath.

His eyes roll back...

And he goes limp in my arms.

"Jack..." I sob. "Jack...jack...I'm so sorry." I hold his body close...already so cold. My own body is getting colder. "You weren't supposed...to die...not yet...NOT YET!" I scream in anguish.

"Those kids- over there!" A soldier shouts in the near distance over the slowly quietening gunfire.

"Jack..." I brush back his tufts of brown hair. "You were...supposed...to grow older...get married...have..." my own breath gets shorter. "Have kids...get grey hair...live...a...long...happy life."

A gun is knocked out of someone's and, and skids to a halt next to me. A soldier approaches as I pick up the gun.

"Hey...oh my god..." he sees Jack's body cradled in my arms.

The tears streaming down my face.

My red eyes.

The scarlet blood pooling beneath us.

"Just...put the gun down..." he says as I hold it to the side of my head. "There's..."

"No point..." I sob. I chuck the gun away, my arms turned to lead. My legs...I...can't feel them. "I'm...dead anyway.' I look back down at Jack's body. "You're with...with...the...angels now...Jack..." I stroke his cold cheek with a trembling, numbing hand. "Its alright...your angel...I...I'll be...right...there...Jack...I'll...be with...you."

I look back up to the sky...

My body seizing up...

Just as the snow starts to fall.

"...always."