A Reason to Live for

The Smell of wet dirt after the rain, the icy cold air and the dark gloomy clouds above, and the sadness in the atmosphere as the old squad was back together once again. However, this is what they were not expecting as they put the dirt on the coffin. Everyone had a lot to say, but no one knew how to.

"It's just like a bad dream, where you want to wake up, you want to end it, but it won't. I never thought I'd see this day. I'd imagined this scenario so many times, but me being the opposite end. I am the one who is close to death, but death doesn't see who you are, where you are. It chooses its pray randomly." Leofwin said as he was looking at the grave in sorrow. He still couldn't believe that this was happening. "You said we all should gather again like in old days we use to and we're all here but it shouldn't be like this. You were so happy when you left. You made a promise that we'd drink and talk to heart's content. Now It'll be only me drinking and talking." He said as he looked at Isabel holding her baby in her arms wrapped in a cozy and fuzzy blanket, standing next to William, and he turned his head slowly up, looking at the dark clouds as it drizzled rain and a raindrop hit his eye. "Look, even the goddam sky is crying." He said, closing his eye, and the drop came out like a tear.

"You were in the wrong line of work, my friend." Leopold Crimson said. "I've told you before and yet every time you'd say, 'there's no telling when your time will come, you could even die in your sleep and no one would know. I want to live my life doing what I like to do and dying, doing what you love is the best thing you can ask for.' I think you got your wish fulfilled but the timing couldn't be worst. Life really likes to play unfair." He said, pulling his hand out of his pocket, clenching his fist tight, looking down in anger. "I swear anyone responsible will not going to get an easy way out. I'll gonna take him through hell.

"He was like a brother, always there for me when I need him. It was like he could sense it somehow, and appear out of nowhere. He always knew what to say and what I wanted to hear like the read minds. I always used to tease him, causing trouble for him just to have fun, and he never stopped me. Now it feels like I lost a part of myself, a piece of my heart." Eva said and tears started rolling down her cheeks as she looks at Finral in Isabel's arms and a sense of regret and sadness overtook her heart. "Only if I didn't let him go alone. If I went with him, we wouldn't be here today. How can I forgive myself that he has to grow up without his father? How can I ever look him in the eyes and tell him I let that happen?" She said in a sobbing and trembling voice.

Isabel walked up to Eva and said. "No, Eva. You are wrong. You were as important to his we are, that's why he couldn't take you with him knowing the risk. He wanted you to look after his boy. He trusted you like no other. Now It's up to you to be there for his son as he grows up into a fine man. Be there for his father. Look after him and fill the role of his father." She comforted her in a gentle and kind voice. "It would be a lie if I said that I am okay, and this is all fate. But this is the reality and nothing can change this now. We have to accept this and move forward."

"When did you grow up that much, and how are you this calm? Where did old Isabel go? That repulsive and emotional little girl, who'd cry all day if she couldn't find her cat for a day. When did you become this tough? Eva asked anxiously.

"She is still here. Now she has someone. A reason to live for." She replied, smiling gently.