Scars Deeper Than Fire

"You need to run faster, Xiomara! Run as fast as you can, and don't look back. Don't you ever stop running!" 

Sweats profusely rolled down to my face. I halted with heavy breathes when I heard her yell those words behind my back. 

"You can't die on me!" I screamed in pure madness as I faced her. 

Every fiber of my nerves was writhing in agony and shivers traveled through my spine when my eyes darted to her with begging. How can she think of sacrificing herself for me?! 

I was gritting my teeth while giving her a pleading stare. "You can't do this to me! You can't!" 

"Xiomara... go. Save yourself, please." her trembling hands weakly shoved me away. 

"W-we can still call for help and aid you," I muttered with a trembling voice. 

Her shaking hands touched my face. "I am far from s-saving. We both know that. G-go while there's still time to hide." 

I shook my head, opposing what she wants. "W-why do people always sacrifices their lives for me?!" I shouted angrily at her. 

"B-because you are the only person who can put an end to all of this." 

"W-why me?" my voice cracked. "Why does it have to be me?! Why do I need to suffer like this? W-why can't I just die?!" 

She smiled at me and that kind of smile scares me more than running away from those people whose hunting us. 

"You can't die. You're our only hope. It's you who can save humanity... the world." 

"How can I save lives if the world is changing me?" Quivering, I replied and let myself cry harder in her arms.