Macaque came too late... Wukong by his side..he's breathing licking up as he stared at Mei who collaped on her knee's her bloodied sword flattering to the ground as they all stared at the once joyful Mk.... The kind heroic Mk... Now laying lifeless.... He smiled softly before the life in his eyes had been taken away Wukong froze knowing the scene all to well remembering it clearly.... When he was in Mei's possition holding the staff as he stared at Macaque's dying form... Wukong hugged Mei as he tried to calm her down as Macaque kneeled beside Mk holding the boy's hand.... 'Thanks to Mk his(Macaque's) life had gotten a lot better... Why.... Why did things need to go so wrong.... Why did his happiness need to get taken away again?... Why did he arrive too late' A nagging thought repeated in Macaque's mind