I gasped, flying down to Tyler. I looked at Trinity.

"Keep the hunters away," I commanded "I'm gonna heal Tyler."

"No, Madelyn," I heard Tyler say in a weak tone of voice, "You'll die."

Caspian had told me the same thing. I had lost Caspian; I wasn't gonna lose Tyler too!

"I'm gonna save you. I'm not gonna let you die!"

Tyler shoved my hand away. "I can't let you."

"But I want to, Tyler." I said, trying to heal me. Tyler pushed my hand away.

"I can't have you dying, Madelyn."

"And neither can I. I'm going to heal you, even if it kills me."

"It will, Madelyn."

"Listen to Tyler, Madelyn."

"But I'm not going to let him die! Caspian died because he wouldn't let me heal him. Caspian's death could've been prevented. Now I'm going to make sure that I heal Tyler."

"I will take control of you," threatened Ashlea.

"You wouldn't."

I tried to heal Tyler, only to get my hands shoved away. "Madelyn, my wounds are fatal. If you heal me, you'll die!"

I fought back tears. "But what is life without... without you?"

"One of us is going to make it out of here alive. And that's going to be you. I will NOT let you sacrifice yourself for me."

"But I'm going to. I don't give a flying flip if it kills me!"

Tyler held my hand. "Madelyn, I can't let you die for me. I love you, Madelyn, and to be without you would be torture!"

I was past the point of listening to Tyler. I was going to heal him. I placed my hand over a wound, but it was only pushed away.

"No, Madelyn."

"I am going to heal you!" I shouted "Even if it kills me!"

"It will! And then, I'll be left behind, feeling as sad and hopeless as I did when my parents were killed. Is that what you want, Madelyn?"

"I want you to live, Tyler! I'd gladly sacrifice myself if it meant you'd live! Let me heal you!"

"No! I don't want you dying, Madelyn." he said, his voice growing weaker. It was killing me to see him in all that pain. But determination still burned bright in his eyes.

"And I don't want you dying!" I shouted back, looking at the bloody wounds. He was going to die if I didn't do something. "It'd hurt me if you died! I already let Caspian die; I'd never be able to live with myself if you died!"

"Let me die already, Madelyn. I'm a lost cause! I'll be even more of an emotional wreck if I lost you! Don't do it!"

I didn't listen to him. Caspian already died, but I wasn't going to let Tyler suffer the same fate! I put my hand over a large gash, not caring if it'd kill me. Waves of nausea washed over me, and stopped when Tyler pushed my hand away again.

"No, Madelyn!"

"I don't care, Tyler. A life without you would hurt me!"

"You will not die for me, Madelyn."

I moved my hand forward, putting it over a wound. I focused on the wound healing, closing up and making everything as it was before. I was going to save Tyler.

"No, Madelyn!" I heard a faint voice cry out. I ignored it, waves of nausea starting to come on. I felt Tyler's hand on my wrist, trying to pull my hand away. I stiffened my arm, trying to keep my hand above the wound. Everything seemed to become blurry.

"I am going to heal you, Tyler," I fired back, my own voice starting to sound weak. But I didn't care.

"You're going to die, Madelyn! Stop! You're going to die!"

"But Tyler will live."

I felt weaker, and the nausea made me feel like I was going to throw up. I didn't care. I was going to save Tyler. If I was going to give myself up for somebody, so that they could live, I was glad it'd be Tyler. The memory of the first time we kissed flashed through my mind. My heart ached, knowing that I'd leave behind the world, and Tyler. But it was for the best.

It was so that he could live. I was going to make sure he made it through this, whether I was dead or alive. After all, life would be painful without Tyler.

"Stop!" shouted Tyler, his voice sounding stronger. He was healing; it was working. He was going to make it out alive. He was going to live.

I was starting to feel weaker, probably from healing him. Trinity's words came back to me. 'Every power has a weakness.' And this was mine. I wasn't able to heal extremely large wounds, or it would kill me.

I could sense - I guess you could call it that - that all of Tyler's wounds were healing. But I felt weak. My breathing was heavy, and it felt like I couldn't get enough air into my lungs. This was how I was going to die.

Pain shot through my body, but I kept on healing Tyler. He was going to live. He was going to make it out of this. Even if it meant that I was going to die.

I collapsed, my breathing shallow. I was going to die. Black spots started to cover my vision, and I could hear faint shouts.

"Stay awake, Madelyn!" shouted a voice.

"Don't you die on me!" I heard Tyler shout "Don't die!"

I lifted my head, black spots creeping inward. I could see a blurry image of Tyler's face. He was healed. The thought relieved me. Tyler was going to be okay. But I wasn't. I just hoped that there would be peace between the hunters and the shifters. I looked up at the sky, hardly able to breathe. I then collapsed, nearly all of my energy gone. I fought to keep breathing, even though I knew that it was pointless.

"Stay alive, Madelyn! Stay alive!"

Everything went black.

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