It was the middle of another war. We were in a lot of wars in the recent past…well big brother. He came home a lot tired and damaged. I'd help him and tell him I'd fight the next day, but he always told me," No, you'll get hurt, I'll be fine. That's no place for you." I would always try to get him to let me but he always said no. Every night that he was home he'd always say," now you promise me that you won't go out there no matter how hurt I get okay?" I always told him I wouldn't go out.
One night I lied, and I made a plan. The next day I waited until he was gone, back to the war. Then I took one of his old military uniforms (hey its fanfiction It can happen), found a knife and cut my hair short and left. I looked like a normal boy, I just didn't have to speak.
Then I realized, I didn't have anything to fight with. I saw a gun laying on the road, figuring the owner was dead I took it. It was still loaded thankfully. I didn't even know how to shoot it but I took it anyway.
The first thing I looked for out there was big brother. I wouldn't go up to him, he'd get mad and take me home but I could watch him and help. I looked away from him and saw that someone had their gun pointed right at him. BIG BROTHER WAS ABOUT TO DIE.
Without thinking I rushed towards him and stood right in front of him. I was going to protect him. The gun fired, and I was hit in the lung. It was extremely painful and I was losing blood fast but I knew I saved big brother.
I felt him pick me up, not knowing it was me and rushed off. I wasn't dead yet, and he would try to get me help. Big brother was nice. I looked up at him, he was looking ahead not paying attention to me staring at him.
When he got to the infirmary, he finally looked at me. I don't know if he knew it was me or just some random soldier. I saw surprise in his eyes," V-Voj?" He asked. I said weakly," Y-yes b-big b-brother?" I saw tears form in his eyes and they started streaming down his face.
"W-why?" He asked, trying not to stammer.
"I-I w-wanted t-to p-protect y-you b-big b-brother"
He got his voice under control," But I told you not to" The world was spinning, my wound was bleeding even more and everything was going black.
Before I died I got the words "I-I'm s-sorry b-big b-brother," out.