Disclaimer: I do not own it.
He Watched, He Waited, He Knew
He had watched his friends pass away slowly.
He had watched each one leave when they were meant to stay.
He had watched ally turn enemy, enemy turn foe.
Friends gone, families left behind, each with their own tragic story, each story with its own heartbreaking end.
Why them, not him?
He had less to live for.
They were needed more, he was merely there to help.
He would have sacrificed himself to save the life of at least one, but the past was meant to stay in the past.
He waited to see who was next.
First father, then mother, a friend wrongly accused, the men who all looked up to...the list would surely continue, but who would be next?
He waited for death, an end to his misery, he was sure it was in his near future...but one still needed him.
One boy, one special boy, the only living memory of his joyful past.
A past that was now a distant memory.
He himself was the only one left for the small boy to look upon.
He knew why he was meant to survive.
A/N: So there you have it. My first fanfiction, sadly a oneshot. So, Please Review! Flames are gladly welcomed.