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Teito held the sword firmly in his hand ready to take anything which came at him and attempted to attack the others. Though he was almost immediately pushed onto the floor by impact from something really heavy, heavy enough to cause a sickening crack and Teito to shriek in pain. It was a human, Alexis from before, he had been propelled into Teito, thrown by one of the Aliens. Zane managed to pull Alexis off of him which Teito was thankful for, though standing up proved to be a chore. He eventually rose up only to stumble forward, clutching his side in anguish. It was hard for him to breathe, about three or four of his ribs had been cracked, bruised and broken, causing some extreme pain and difficulty in breathing.

Teito took short breaths and irregular and fast paced intervals, it wasn't helping the pain at all, it just happened to be a natural reaction his body was going through. He took his hand away for a minute to reveal blood seeping through his white clothes and something sharp piercing through his skin. One of his ribs. His hand bled mainly because the bone had pierced his hand as he placed it over the wound, it wasn't a nice sight at all and Teito turned away to not show anyone. It was amazing that he was still standing, still gripping the sword in his unharmed hand, he found strength in protection and he wanted to protect everyone at all costs. He would probably die from blood loss, but until that happened, he would protect everyone as best as he could.

He had his back to the others and came face to face with Fukuda, who was standing just a few feet away, gun at the ready. Teito cursed under his breath, he couldn't dodge it, he wouldn't be fast enough, so he merely closed his eyes and accepted his fate. After around five seconds, nothing seemed to happen, so slowly his eyes reopened to see Misuko on the ground, she had taken the shot for him. He wanted to run to her, to see if she was okay but he legs wouldn't move, he stood in shock from the other creature, a much larger one with spider-like features. It fought hard with Misuko, at one point it seemed as if she won, but the celebration came all too soon for Misuko was ripped apart by the mother-alien.

He wanted to scream, really he did, but nothing came out. His mouth hung open and his eyes wide at the horror in front of him, the same sweet girl who had saved him, now a pile of blood and guts. He held back the urge to vomit, his badly damaged chest didn't seem to allow it, neither did it allow him to speak, but it did allow him to shed a tear. A hand rose up to touch it, looking at the small droplet of water in his hand, he had only cried when his mother died before, so why was he crying now? "No..." the word escaped his lips as he saw the mother alien approaching, he couldn't do anything, someone had died and it was because he wasn't strong enough to protect them. The sword clattered to the ground as he gave up, falling onto his knees, the pain shooting through his body due to his badly damaged ribs.

He would die here, that was obvious to him now. But he didn't mind. He didn't deserve to live, not now that he couldn't even protect one person. The same person who had protect him and fought for everyone and here he was, a pathetic mess, not even able to stand properly.