Dislcaimer: I don't own Monster Allergy

This was written at written around 1:30am, I'm just warning you.


What if?

Life was full of what-ifs. There was no way to avoid them, everyone has thought about them at one point or another. It could be something small, stupid and trivial things that, to adults, wouldn't matter and only served to provoke the imagination of children.

Zick's life, however, consisted only of terrible ideas, triggering images and clips of his mind's invention that gave him nightmares. Some nights, he was afraid to even sleep, staring up at the ceiling until the gray tones of sunrise filtered through the curtains.

What if Magnacat gets free?

What if the Dark Tamers come after me again?

What if Elena gets hurt?

What if I can't protect her?

What if she dies?

...What if she dies because of me?

As soon as thoughts such as those entered Zick's head, he knew it would be yet another night without a wink of rest.

What he didn't know, however, was that a certain red-headed girl in the next house down house also suffered from these terrible what-ifs. She too had little pictures and movies of ruthless brutality, not only featuring herself, but often of her best friend.

What if something hurts Zick?

What I see him die before my eyes?

What if I can do nothing to help?

"Hey Elena," Zick greeted as his friend run to catch up to him on their way to school. Dark circles were clearly visible under his eyes, indicating exactly what he had been thinking about the night before.

"Another sleepless night?" Elena already knew the answer, confirmed when Zick only grunted in response. "Same here."


This was meant to only show the link that formed between close friends and that they don't want to see the other one hurt, no romance really intended.

Written in about twenty minutes.