Disclaimer: I do not own Action Man.
A/N: this took me all of half an hour to write, but sad to say, I kill them off.
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He had promised not to leave me, but he did. He said he would be right back, but he never came back. He said this would be the last time we ever had to fight the villain, but it was, for him.
We had waited for him at the meeting place, but he never showed up. We waited for a few days, but he never came. We had given up hope, until the villain came by, and gave us his head. I wept right then and there.
"He fought bravely, but, he was never a match for Doom." He had said, smiling.
I had wanted to kill villain. He took my brother away from me; he had taken my best friend, and love, my family member. Which of us would be next?
He laughed, pulling out a gun. It was the gun you would find James Bond using against the main villain. I wanted to be at the other end of it, pointing it at him instead of us. He fired, a bullet going through a family member's head. It wasn't mine.
I held him close, running my fingers through his purple hair. He had told us where to go, so we went. He kept us in line; he put up good arguments in the past, now they were gone, lost with him to the white void of death. I wanted to be next, I hated having to see my family fall before me.
He fired another bullet, another dropped, dead. His aim was deadly, and I was most assuredly next. I didn't want to watch as they gathered behind him, the four menacing people who showed no respect for them or human life.
"Well, one little girl left. I wonder how death will sound for you." He aimed, the sound the air made as the gun passed through it was horrible. The screech of death it called, the mourning song it sang.
I'm next.
X End X
A/N: I'm sorry it had to end this way, but I was mad at my friend, so I made her happy and killed them off. I'm so bad.. Fidget POV.
A/N: this took me all of half an hour to write, but sad to say, I kill them off.
XXXXX
He had promised not to leave me, but he did. He said he would be right back, but he never came back. He said this would be the last time we ever had to fight the villain, but it was, for him.
We had waited for him at the meeting place, but he never showed up. We waited for a few days, but he never came. We had given up hope, until the villain came by, and gave us his head. I wept right then and there.
"He fought bravely, but, he was never a match for Doom." He had said, smiling.
I had wanted to kill villain. He took my brother away from me; he had taken my best friend, and love, my family member. Which of us would be next?
He laughed, pulling out a gun. It was the gun you would find James Bond using against the main villain. I wanted to be at the other end of it, pointing it at him instead of us. He fired, a bullet going through a family member's head. It wasn't mine.
I held him close, running my fingers through his purple hair. He had told us where to go, so we went. He kept us in line; he put up good arguments in the past, now they were gone, lost with him to the white void of death. I wanted to be next, I hated having to see my family fall before me.
He fired another bullet, another dropped, dead. His aim was deadly, and I was most assuredly next. I didn't want to watch as they gathered behind him, the four menacing people who showed no respect for them or human life.
"Well, one little girl left. I wonder how death will sound for you." He aimed, the sound the air made as the gun passed through it was horrible. The screech of death it called, the mourning song it sang.
I'm next.
X End X
A/N: I'm sorry it had to end this way, but I was mad at my friend, so I made her happy and killed them off. I'm so bad.. Fidget POV.
