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Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh GX
Title: Firemaster
Characters: O'Brien
Word Count: 217||Status: One-shot
Genre: Drama||Rated: PG-13
Challenge: 31halloween: prompt #21, flame
Summary: [one-shot, 31halloween, prompt #21, flame; O'Brien] The fire won't listen to him. He's going to have to change that.
Flames crept closer toward the pool of gas, licking, teasing, taunting. He reached for them, willing them with all of his soul to back down, vanish, just melt away and never exist again.
To not harm his family. To not kill his parents.
Save him.
The fire moved closer; he had no time left. Larger flames waved in the wind, one darting toward the front of the car.
He moved. He had no choice. He couldn't stop the fire. All he could do was rescue one of them.
He tugged on the door, hot, burning, scorching his hands, and not caring. No time. No time left at all. The flames would touch the gas and there would be nothing, none of them left at all.
Maybe it was better that way...
No. Had to save one, had to do something, had to do what was right!
"Go away!" He didn't know if he thought it or screamed it and he didn't care. The fire refused to listen, even as he pulled his father out and they stumbled to the side, to the cool wind and the trees that didn't burn.
If the fire would only listen...
He would make it listen. He would own the fire. He would become the master of fire. A warrior of flame.
The End
Note: I originally posted this back in October 2012, but now am reposting these ficlets separately instead of as a collection, in order to have each listed under their proper character and rating.