Disappointment
by Meilanu
My heart stopped, my smile faltered. When he took off his mask, everything that I had grown up was thrown away. Everything that I had believed in faded.
"You...cannot be Takezo Kensei!" I exclaim.
I barely hear what he's saying as this...British man is talking. What about all the legends that my father read to me? What about the heroism? Here is this British man, drinking sake carelessly, littering on the floor, urinating on trees and grass.
I still cannot wrap my mind around this as I begin to follow him, telling him of the stories that I had grown up with, desperately trying to believe that this isn't true. That this isn't Takezo Kensei, and I'm in a dream world.
Until, I stop.
and I sniff. "Do you smell smoke?" Looking around, I finally find the source and I am saddened by what I see. Ahead, down below, a village is burning to the grounds. "W-what village is that?"
Kensei walks up next to me. "Ah, that, my little strange friend, would be Otsu." He drinks some more sake and continues walking with the ones who have escaped. I walk to an old lady and ask her, "What happened?"
I am even more sad when I see that she is crying. "The bandits...they took everything!" I close my eyes and after a moment, I walk back to Kensei, trying to talk some sense into him.
But then, a girl swiftly walks up to us and slaps Kensei in the face, and then steals his sword. "You! You were supposed to save us! This sword," She lifts it up, "was my father's payment for your protection. And you failed to do that! My father's captured because of you." A silence.
"If you're not going to save him, then I will." The girl walks off and I begin to fit the pieces together. "Is that the swordsmith's daughter?" Kensei nods.
I lighten up a little. "She's your future wife! You and her are supposed to fall in love!" I can tell he's getting annoyed, and before I know it, I see a fist to my face, and I'm on the floor.
And this is when I finally realize that...I have changed history. That Takezo Kensei didn't do what he was supposed to do because I prevented him from doing it.
That Takezo Kensei wasn't the man that I thought he was. That...maybe heroes don't exist in the world.
That my childhood...the one that was full of hopes and dreams of one day becoming a hero like Takezo Kensei was wasted. If this is what it's like to be a hero...I don't know if I want to be like this. "This is going to be harder than I thought." I mutter to myself.
A/N: Heroes premiered yesterday! And I was kind of disappointed. I felt very bad for Hiro so I decided to write on when Kensei first took off his mask in the Feudal Japan part. I believe it's out of character for Hiro, seeing as he's always happy and all, buuut yeah. I don't remember the dialogue word for word, so it's not exactly correct. This didn't come out as how I'd like it to be, but I hope it was still okay. Now I'm off to write more one-shots about Heroes ;D