The Only Life That Mattered

This is a sad story, at least to start off. I don't want to give away why, but it's pretty clear even before tragedy strikes...I'm working on how to continue, though I know where to go with it, so give me time. It does depend on your comments and all anyway, so if there's enough positive feedback, I'll be happy to add more.

Chapter 1: Too soon

Megamind was in love, and finally happy. He'd become a hero...THE hero everyone loved and looked to, even after being the villain of villains. He lay next to Roxanne in her bed, after having made love for the first time. He held her close once he woke, amazed at what his life had become. He watched her bare back rise and fall, her head over his heart, so she could hear his internal drum beating his alien lovesong for her. He watched as her eyes slowly fluttered opened and kissed her lips still wondering if this was a dream, and then he got the call. Another bank robbery.

He reluctantly left the bed, and his living dream, to save the day again, getting dressed as fast as he could before heading to the door. "Megamind...Wait..." Before he left, she jumped into his arms to kiss him desparately. Something about this kiss felt wrong. It had all her love and feelings in it as always, but some strange feeling was caught in the back of the blue alien's head now, nagging him to stay and forget about the bank. Just this once. He kissed back, hoping the plea would end, but it never did. He thought it had to be his imagination running rampant, swore it was, and left, looking back at the door as it shut. He wore his ever-popular black and blue suit and cape and flew off on his newly repaired hover bike to save the people who needed him.

It had gone all too easily. As soon as Megamind showed up, the robbers knew better than to stick around and simply ran, but it was more than that. The nagging that still lingered in his large head only grew. The way the men ran without ANY fight had sent a warning flair through Megamind's being. Something was really wrong about this whole thing. It was like they had been signaled to leave as soon as they saw him. They had taken nothing and harmed no one. This had been a set up.

Suddenly the nagging became a scream, begging Megamind to bolt back home, back to Roxanne as fast as he could. "Roxanne..." He repeated her name all the way home on his hovercycle, hoping he could get there in time for whatever this mental warning was about. He jumped onto her balcony and flung open the doors, only to find her reporter suit missing. He heaved a brief sigh of relief. "She's just at work...But...why is this voice telling me something bad is about to happen...?"

He bit his lip as he noticed a note on the door. One he'd never seen before. It hadn't been there this morning. Maybe it was from Roxanne...He bit his lip only harder as he pulled the note from the door to read it. "If you're reading this, she's already dead." His lip now bled as he bolted back to the hovercycle with the note. On the back was a map. Whoever this was wanted to be found. "ROXANNE!"

He flew to the X on the map and looked at an old, rundown warehouse. It was much like his hideout, but there was no graffitied wall or noticable garbage lying around outside it. He bolted in and found his love lying motionless on the ground. "No..." He ran to her side and held her. She was still breathing. Nothing seemed wrong. She'd been knocked out. That was all. "Roxanne..." He smiled and bolted from the building with the reporter in his arms, but not in time. The building exploded, leaving him to trip and fall. Roxanne flew from his arms, suddenly awake, from the shock of the noise. "ROXANNE!" He clammered to his feet and tried to get to her, dodging the falling cement and rubble on the way, but it was too late. A large chunk of wall fell ontop of Roxanne. "NO!" Megamind, with a rush of adrenaline, managed to lift the brick wall up and moved it aside, but to no avail...Roxanne had been crushed. She was fading fast, tears pouring from her eyes. "Meh-ga...mind..." He pressed his lips to hers, knowing more rubble might fall, but he didn't care. He couldn't let her waste energy.

He managed to get Roxanne and himself on the hovercycle and flew her to the hospital, praying to his parents' spirits that she'd live. "Please...She's my life...She can't die!" He carried her in and handed her to the doctors once a rolling bed was borught out for her. They had him wait right outside the emergrncy ward. He was teriffied, hands clasped together as a stress reliever until they bled, his fingernails driving into his skin. "Please live, Roxanne...Minion may be my only family, but you're all I really have...Don't die on me..." He cried, fearing it wouldn't matter...that it was too late. Three hours passed before a doctor came out. Megamind stood, anxiously, only to see the man's face was mournful and grim, and Megamind knew what happened. "Roxanne..." He whispered her name and collapsed into a weak kneel. "I'm sorry..." The doctor knealt in front of the alien and put a hand on his shoulder. "She's alive, but she's not going to make it...Her internal bleeding is too great...She's fading, but awake. We did all we could, but it would be best to say your final goodbyes to her..." "No..." Megamind couldn't move. He just looked up at the doctor with drenched eyes and a breaking heart. "She can't..."

He stood and bolted in to her side, holding her hand as soon as he got there. "M-Meh...Meh-ga-mind...I love you..." He let his tears fall as her whispered words hit home. "I love you too...I'm sorry I didn't get there in time..." "P-please...Don't blame yourself...You had...no way of knowing..." Megamind froze, eyes full of guilt. "I felt it...I knew something bad was going to happen to you, Roxanne...Something was nagging at me to stay with you...to do SOMETHING besides leaving you alone...and I left you...It's my fault..." She shook her head and smiled reassuringly, before looking into his eyes, letting him know it was time. He kissed her and moved to lay next to her in the tiny cot, as she weakly kissed him back. After only a few moments, she fell limp in his arms, her last energy reserves escaping. He held her to his chest, knowing she should hear his heart as she left, knowing it only would beat for her. With a faint smile, and a gentle tear, her last breath tickled his cheek. He held her body to him, rocking gently as he cried into her chest. They had only been together for a little over a month, and it was over. She was dead...