Disclaimer: As usual, I own only this fic.
Summary: Maybe in her eyes he will always be just a boy. But he is determined to become stronger than he is now to fight for her dreams; for a yet unseen future she wants to create.
Notes: This is from a fanmix I was making, which I suddenly decided to turn into a series of one-shots. Hopefully, I've pulled it off.
Ready, Aim, Fire
It takes the world going to Hell for Operation Meteor to commence.
The chess game has begun, and the players on the board are like vicious dogs circling each other, waiting for the other to strike. The soldiers sent to end the madness are the most unlikely set anyone has ever met. Barely even young men with eyes that have all seen too much and shoulders too small to bear the heavy burden of ending the brutality.
They go into battle willingly, idealistic and perhaps a tad reckless, but they strike fear in all who encounter them on the battlefield.
Their silent leader is a boy who embodies perfection. He swears an oath that he will die before his mission gets compromised.
And then he meets her.
She is the girl who changes everything.
On her shoulders rests a future that he feels he is set apart from but would die to see take shape. In her hands is his heart that he doesn't even know he has given. In her eyes he sees how utterly trapped they both are. Her heart holds nothing but compassion and forgiveness for his sins and he is suddenly confronted with the thought that perhaps, she is so much stronger than he could ever be.
The mission changes. This time, he swears on his life that he will protect her.
The war is ruthless.
It takes hostage of their souls and destruction is wrought on their hearts. It is only in each other that they remember who they once were before the violence took everything from them — a boy from the stars and a princess fashioned of the earth. Their mettle is tested in fire, in the clash of steel, and the roar of guns.
But they will not back down.