Hansel's P.O.V
I ran all the way to the cabin we were staying in. Part of my heart was in my arms; Blade. She was really cold and pale. Blood was dripping from her wound; no doubt that Dean stabbed her deeply, hitting weak spots.

"Get Doctor Chris! Someone get Doctor Chris, now!!" I yelled desperately as I entered the cabin. Blade was gaining consciousness but was really weak.

I laid her on the bed and looked at her. My eyes started watering up as I looked at her state. She kept twitching and coughing out blood.

"Blade. Look at me," I said as I grabbed her head and made her face me. Her vision was unfocused but slowly, it started focusing.
"Blade! Stay with us! Don't you dare die!" I turned my head. "Gretel!! Bring the first-aid kit! Now!!"

Gretel ran in with the first-aid kit.
"What the hell is going on?! Why did you ne-.." She paused as she saw Blade's state. "What the hell happened?! Blade! Hey! You with me?!" She said as she shook Blade gently, trying to keep her awake.

"H-Hansel...G-Gretel...It hu-hurts," she coughed out, violently.
"I know it does. I need you to be strong and stay with us. We're gonna save you! You're gonna be okay! I promise you, Blade!" I semi-yelled as I was about to clean and stitch the wound.

Her semi-cold and pale hand reached up to stop me.
"L-leave it...it's gonna be okay...I l-l-love you g-g-guys..." She coughed out and took her last breath as her brown eyes closed, for the last time.

"No...No! NO! BLADE!!! WAKE UP!! YOU'RE NOT DEAD!!!" I yelled in agony as I held her close. Gretel was still holding her hand, which was now cold as ice.
"BLADE!!" She yelled with pain evident in her voice, too.

The doctor walked in and looked at us.
"I heard you needed my help. How may I assist you?" He asked.
I looked up at him with tears falling down my face. "You're too late!"
"You're a minute, too late!" Gretel added as she took Blade from my arms and held her close to her. She cried as she hummed the lullaby from Pan's Labyrinth; Blade's favorite. (I actually love this lullaby! ♥)

Halfway through the lullaby, Sam and Mary walked in. Their eyes widened as they processed what was happening.
"You! I'm gonna kill your brother!" I ran up to Sam and grabbed him by the collar, staining it with Blade's blood.
"I know why he did this! You're just gonna have to let him explain!" He tried pushing me away, but my anger and pain were giving me a lot of strength.
"We can still save her!" Said Mary.
"We can't save her!!" I yelled.
"Why not?!" She asked.
"Because she's dead!!! Blade Grimm is dead!!! Our little sister..! Is dead..." I cried as I let go of Sam and fell to my knees.

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Normal P.O.V.

With the pain in their hearts, Hansel and Gretel went up to the mayor to request a funeral for Blade. Of course, he couldn't deny them. They were doing so much for the village.

When Dean found out about Blade's death, no lie that he was devastated. Not only did he kill an innocent person, but he also killed a girl who had become his best friend. Of course, Hansel had went up to him and beat the shit out of him.
He had a swollen eye and a split lip after that. He knew that he deserved it. He loved the pain because he knew he deserved it.

"Dean. We're leaving for Blade's funeral. We're gonna take a while. Don't do anything stupid," Sam said to his brother. Dean didn't respond as he blankly stared at the wall.
"Shouldn't we give Blade a hunter's funeral?" Asked Mary.
"They can't do that to their little sister and they don't want to," said Dean, surprising everyone since he hasn't talked for 2 days straight. Not even pie could make him happy.
"Dean. You finally talked," said Mary as she walked to her son.
Dean just nodded, going back to his silent state.

Mary couldn't help but let her face twist into one of sorrow. She not only was sad because of Blade's death. She was also sad because of Dean's state. Sure he might've killed Blade, but he was still her little Dean, and it really wasn't him who killed her.

Sam on the other hand, also felt sorrow. But he also felt anger towards his brother. How could he have gotten the Mark of Cain for Lisa. He didn't need it. He could've saved her with the help of Mary, The Grimms and him. If he hadn't gotten that stupid mark, this wouldn't have happened. But Sam also felt sympathy for Dean. He knew that Dean felt miserable. Everyone could see it.

Dean was pale. His green candy apple eyes were dull. His hair was a mess. He didn't want to eat or sleep. He knew all of this was his fault and it killed him. It killed him knowing that he killed Blade. It killed him that his family hated him. It killed him that he made the stupid decision to possess the Mark of Cain. He had hated himself before, but now, he full on hates himself and doesn't care if he dies or not.

"See ya, Dean," said Sam as him and Mary walked out. They were gonna go join Hansel and Gretel at the church for the funeral. They left Dean alone with his pain and misery.

Dean's P.O.V.
I killed her. I killed Blade. I didn't want to. It wasn't me. It was the mark. The stupid mark.

"I'm gonna go to that funeral. I need to apologize..and say goodbye," I said to myself as I changed my clothes into my FBI suit. I looked at my reflection and hated everything I saw.

I walked to the church and stood at the very back. I didn't want to bring any attention. Especially since The Grimms hate me.

By what I could see, it was an open casket, ceremony. I could see Blade laying there in the black casket. They made her look beautiful.

She was pale and was wearing red lipstick. Her long black hair came down in curls. Her eyelashes looked longer than usual and her cheeks still looked a rosy pink. The only thing I couldn't see were those beautiful eyes of hers. Those beautiful eyes that were the color of the sun going through a glass of whiskey. The eyes of someone I cared for. The eyes I would never see again and it was all my fault.

Blade was wearing black pants with a black bra? I think that's what it is? I don't know. But anyways, she was also wearing a jacket that had markings on it. The pants had gold chains around it. The outfit was exactly like the one Selena Quintanilla Perez, wore. (Outfit look shown in the picture. Rest In Paradise, our beautiful queen ♛♡.)

Even in death she looks beautiful. I fear she might come back as a vengeful spirit. I would have to kill her, again. But this time, forever. Or maybe she's already gone, for forever.

I heard the church quiet down as Hansel was getting ready to give a speech. I couldn't take it anymore so I walked outside and sat on a bench. It was hard, knowing that I killed a person I learned to care for.

About 30 minutes passed as I then saw Hansel, Sam, The Mayor, and this kid who's name is Ben, I think, carrying the now closed casket out the door. (IDK HOW A FUNERAL WORKS OUT SO JUST BARE WITH ME!!) Gretel, Mary and the rest of the town followed them. I started following them, too.

Watching the casket get buried was hard, too. Although, Sam saw me and motioned for me to come closer. He gave me a red rose and I placed it on the closed casket.

I can't seem to be able to control my emotions, lately. I've just let them out for everyone to see. I don't even know what's going on with me. This isn't me! I always hide my emotions! I always control them! Now they're all over the place! Help me..

As I was more calm now and everyone had already left, I walked to Blade's grave. I ran my hands through my hair as I just looked at the two white roses I held in my left hand.

"This is my fault. If only you knew that it wasn't me who did it. It was the Mark of Cain. It's making me much more violent. It's making me have a lust for blood, that I can't control. It's turning me into a demon. A monster," I said as I lowered myself down to place the roses on her grave. As soon as I did, it started raining.

I looked at Blade's grave one last time then walked away with one last thought that would haunt me, probably forever; I killed a legend.

I walked away as the rain poured down; my clothes soaking wet. I took my time, never really wanting to get to the cabin we were staying in. I wasn't ready to even see anyone at this point. I just want to be alone.

Blade Valerious Grimm, a legend, is dead. It's all my fault she's gone...
R.I.P. Blade Valerious Grimm

(I haven't updated in forever! Jesus! But anyways, there you go, peeps! Mrs. Ackles out! ☠♡)