I don't own Ender's Game.
Here's a short prologue so you guys can get a feel for how this particular fic is going to go. The main reason for the fic is on the next chapter. Enjoy.
Petra sighed as she waited for the launchies to board the shuttle. She was higher in rank than they were so she had to wait until they had situated themselves before she could enter with the other officers. Her chest felt heavy at the knowledge that she would be leaving behind the best home she had ever known, but it didn't make much of a difference to her at that moment. After all, she was leaving for the best, for the greater cause of not hurting those closest to her.
At last, all of the new recruits were ready and boarded, getting themselves strapped in while the other officers below her boarded and settled into their seats as well. Finally, it was her turn and Petra hefted her bag on her shoulder, grasping the ladder that would lead her up into the shuttle. She glanced up at the sky one last time before beginning to climb, but a shout stopped her and made her drop back to the ground.
"Petra!"
The brunette turned to see Ender and Valentine racing over. "What are you doing?" Ender demanded, eyes worried.
"Ender, I… I'm rejoining the Fleet."
"You're what?" Ender stared at his friend incredulously. "Why?"
"Because…" Petra glanced swiftly to Valentine before taking a deep breath. "Because I don't want to hurt you."
"But you'd be hurting me by leaving." The brunette boy pointed out.
"I'll hurt you more if I stay." Petra pressed a soft kiss to Ender's forehead before stepping onto the shuttle to take her up. Turning to glance out the window, she watched Ender lower his head in dejection. She felt a pang of guilt for hurting him, but this was the only way. Catching sight of Valentine's tear-filled eyes, Petra couldn't take anymore guilt at the pain she had caused them and turned away, settling herself into a seat.
There you are. Now, review and read on.