"Tawny's Sacrifice"

(This is a rough scene written out for an assignment. Many people knew about this, and knew I was worried about it. I thought I would post the finish product, and get some feedback. If you can't comment here (THIS THING IS BEING ANNOYING AND NOT LETTING PEOPLE COMMENT!)

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Marlon's wings flapped frantically, as he tried one healing incantation after another. "Close, damn you, close!" He cursed the hole where the bullet had pierced Tawny's young skin, before he hopped off the girl's chest. Tawny was still, though he could faintly hear her gasping for breath. "Tawn..." He moved to take her finger in his small hands, before he turned to Felix. "What was that glamour you used to use? You know, the one that made you human sized..." Marlon very much wanted to comfort his friend more efficiently.

"It's not going to work." Felix told him, his voice sounding very weak. It was all the iron in the air. Without waiting for a reply, Marlon's friend went back to watching over the two younger faeries.

"Damn." Marlon swore silently, petting Tawny's hair. "You're going to be okay, Tawny."

"She's already dying, Marlon." Tracie's voice spoke up. Tawny's older sister came forward with cloth. Marlon saw that Tracie's face was smudged with dirt and tears, making her seem younger than she really was now. The older girl carefully moved Marlon out of the way, and began to bandage her.

"Then why are you bothering to bandage her?!" Marlon snapped. Tracie's actions were no different than him trying to close the bullet hole. "What's the point?" He muttered this last part, as he fought to keep himself steady. The combined smell of blood and iron together were making him a little bit nausiated. "The most we can do is make it so that she doesn't bleed everywhere when we move her."

"We're not going to move her." Tracie's monotone voice said. "She should stay where she is; as a reminder of how out of hand this has gotten. She died trying to protect you, didn't she? She died doing what was right."

"Tawny shouldn't have been in the middle of this!" Marlon argued then, glaring. "We told you to leave her at home." His eyes were misty despite his best effort to keep himself from crying. "She was an innocent child. There was no need to...." Marlon couldn't hold it anymore. Tears fell, as he landed as close to Tawny as he could manage. "Tawny, little one... I am so sorry...."

"D-don't... Marlon..." Tawny's raspy voice said, as she turned her hand palm up. "C-come...." Marlon climbed on to her palm, and held on as she weakly lifted him to her eye level. "It's not your fault." Her voice steady, though Marlon realized it must've been hard for her to manage it. "I... had to save you... because I failed Benny, and you still have Teri." Her eyes, once bright, were dim with her fading life. "I'll never forget you, Marlon..."

"Nor will I forget you...." Marlon reached out his hand, and brushed tears out of her eyes, just as she took her last breath. " Marlon broke down, curling himself around the dead child's palm, not ready to let go of her.