The End of a Beginning

VJ screamed before rushing to his sister. He pulled her into his arms and began to yell out her name while holding her as close as possible.

He wasn't sure what had happened, but the sound of something shattering couldn't be good. He shook her repeatedly and Winston lowered his head to mourn the woman.

Surprisingly, Drake didn't seem to react the same way as them. His breathing was erratic and his eyes were barely open. The fact that his soul had ripped apart meant that he'd be immobile for much longer. The kind of pain he felt at the moment was something he couldn't explain with words. 

It felt like everything was broken, and it wasn't healing as quickly as he'd expected— in fact, he was barely healing. 

So many thoughts and information were pouring into his head all at once and it felt as though his brain would explode from being overloaded with data.