The first story request I received!
Pairing: Deadly Chaser/Iron Paladin
POV: Deadly Chaser's
An assassin. That's the path of life I chose.
While I wanted to be more like him, the life of a protector just... didn't suit me. It was better on someone like him. Strong, broad shoulders, a sense of justice and a fiery passion in his eyes. Yeah. He's much better for the role of Iron Paladin. Everything he says and does just seems to scream "I'll protect the world!" and all of that jazz.
I wasn't sure of what to do with myself for the longest time. I knew I enjoyed fighting alongside him, battling for the better of Hamel, but I honestly didn't know what I should shoot for. I could become a Tactical Trooper, but... it seems like not many people higher up in the food chain care much for the guy (which is a shame; he's super nice).
I looked down at my Destroyer one night. Maybe... maybe I could support him from the shadows? Maybe I could fight from a distance, supporting him with everything I had, everything I was!
My decision was made.
"A Deadly Chaser? That's... a lot of responsibility," he said to me. I didn't hear a shred of doubt in his voice. It sounded more like he was afraid for me. "It's definitely possible, I just don't know how. Maybe someone like Adel would; he's quite wise, and knows a lot."
I did everything I needed to do, all the tasks assigned to me. Lento seemed to understand me perfectly. He had a kind look on his face, as if he became a soldier for the same reason I decided to become a Deadly Chaser. When I had finally slotted my guns into my newly remodeled cannon, he came to clap me on a shoulder, smiling wide.
"Protect him like he does you. He'll say you won't need to worry, but worry three times as much. When you see someone coming at him, blow them away. Protect the one you love with everything you are."
An assassin. With bullets of silver, a light-weight cannon full of shells and a sense of determination carrying me on the wind, I kept up with him. I looked over as we stopped near a cliff, his golden hair blowing gently in a soft breeze.
"I'm glad you made that decision," I was surprised by his comment, long enough for him to continue. "We've both become so strong now, haven't we? We can protect one another like this, huh?" He held his arms out, and grinned wide. I hugged him. "I like this. I like being with you. I like fighting with you."
The words didn't come out then; I choked on them like I had several times before, but my heart swelled with the feeling, and I only hoped he could feel them welling up and spilling over.
I'll protect you.