Hey guys, I'm starting this as a small project. Ten short little one shots each inspired by a track of Amon Amarth's Twilight of the Thunder God.
I do not own…if I did Chrome X Tsuna and so many other things…
Track 1. Twilight of the Thunder god
Lambo coughed and held his side as he slid against the rough brick wall to the ground of this dark, dirty, disgusting ally. The falling sun painted the sky a blood red tribute to the seventeen year old. His own blood ran through his fingers from a long gash that a lucky knife wielder got in before he electrocuted the bastard. Sweat and tears poured off his face as he realized that he would die.
Alone.
He let out a strangled laugh that turned into a sob. He had sent off his signal nearly an hour ago, a huge green bolt of lightning into the sky. His family should have been here, should have found him already. Now if they were lucky they might find his body floating in a river somewhere. Maybe.
He pulled his knees to his chest and sobbed again. He wondered what they would do when they found out he was dead. Reborn would probably take a sip of espresso and shake his head, over the years they had gotten into a kind of friendship, sure, he still tried to kill Reborn but it was more out of a tradition between the two than an actual murder attempt. Tsuna would cry than kill the bastards, same with Chrome and Takeshi. I-pin would be inconsolable, they had been together ever since they had been 5 and he had just started dating her. Hayato would probably light a cig in his honor. He didn't know what Hibari and Mukuro would do.
He heard footsteps and slowly pulled his gear out, trying to be as quite as possible. "Gyuudon, Mjðlnir" the bull nodded it's head and morphed into his weapon, a set of armor that covered his entire torso and arms with a shield on his left arm. He pulled his flame along the wound trying to stop the bleeding. It worked somewhat, he pulled out his last grape candy, a parting gift from Reborn before he left for his mission in Spain. He never had the time to take it out of his pocket. Now he would never have to time to chat with his family ever again.
Wow, amazing how much death made clear. And for the little teen it brought all the 'what-ifs' to the forefront of his mind.
What if he had asked Reborn to come with him on the walk…
What if he hadn't walked down that street…
What if he hadn't seen that woman…
What if he'd kept to himself…
What if he died here alone?
The candy wasn't grape, he laughed slightly at the joke, only Reborn would take a grape candy, eat it, and put a cherry candy in the wrapper.
The day had started out well, his mission had taken only an hour and he had taken the rest of the day off, flying back he decided to take a walk. As he walked down a side street in the small Italian town some small time no-name mafia members were trying to rape a woman, he had saved her but he had gotten the cut and seven of the ten thugs still were able to chase him. Not good.
He felt the fear spike as his vision became fuzzy for a moment from the blood loss. How he wished he could see his mother and father again. They hadn't been nice but they were his own. They had called him their scar "ugly but permanent and theirs". But they weren't mean either. Nor had that been indifferent like Chrome's. His fear spike again as he heard the footsteps get closer…
…down the street…
…at the mouth of the ally…
…down the turn…
…and there they were. The seven of them stood and smirked at their quarry, his armor flickered as his energy drained before Gyuudon disappeared.
Their leader, a bald man with a huge serpent tattoo down his bare arm ending with a gaping maw in his palm gripped Lambo by the throat and lifted his feet off the ground. Lambo threw a weak punch into the man's chest with no effect. He did the only thing he could and God help him.
He racked him, as the man fell to his knees Lambo let out a gasping cough to get oxygen into his lungs. His cherry candy fell out of his mouth and the leader backhanded the young lightning guardian into the pile of trash bags and refuse that lined the narrow ally.
Again and again he was hit, his eye now swelled and blackened to the point he couldn't open it. His lips and nose bled thin streams of red that matched the still falling sun.
The leader pulled out an knife and glared at the young man, after twelve years of serving the Vongola with pride and dignity he was going to die here. And dammit all he was gonna' die standing. It would make his family proud. He shakily stood up with head held high. He glared at his death who laughed at the brats guts. Something hit the ground with a soft tap and he looked. It was redder than the cherry candy beside it, and very familiar.
So was the voice that came with it. "Dumbass cow, Juudaime's been worrying about you since you launched off your electricity"
He let out a breathy laugh and collapsed in relief, four very gentle hands picked him up and dusted him off. It was his two favorite people in the world "Tsuna-nii, I-pin" I-pin wrapped her thin arms around his torso and held him tight. Tsuna wrapped the two of them in an embrace then moved the couple behind him. During the movement he caught a glimpse of his big brother's face. He looked like a demon. He had never seen Tsuna that angry.
Reborn moved to his side and pulled the slide back on the gun and scowled, even Reborn was pissed "you idiots, I swear to God if you make one more move I will kill all of you"
They obviously had a death with because they started walking forward. Until Tsuna put his Don Vongola mask on and spoke "What is you Famiglia's name?"
The leader laughed "I've no reason to tell dead men!"
Lambo looked around as he sat on his bed, I-pin was asleep curled into his side and Tsuna was sitting on a chair pulled up to the bed to hear how the whole thing happened. Reborn and the others were out hunting.
Maybe twilight wasn't his death, yet…