Drabble Nine: Nightmares
Dark Ace stood over Aerrow his crimson blade casting an eerie light. "I told you Aerrow. I never lose!" He plunged the blood-red blade into the sky knight's chest...
He woke up screaming. He kept having the same nightmare night after night. Aerrow squeezed his eyes shut as sweat ran down his brow. He was breathing heavily and his heart rate was abnormally fast.
"You okay dude?"
The sky knight looked up to see Finn standing in his doorway. He swallowed the bile that was rising in his throat before answering. "I-I'm fine."
"You don't look fine." The blond took a few steps into his room. "You're shaking..."
"It was just a bad dream, Finn," Aerrow replied. "It's three in the morning... Go back to bed."
Finn's face was uncharacteristically serious. "You've been having a lot of nightmares lately, Aerrow."
The sky knight stared at the sharpshooter for a moment. "I'm scared, okay? Scared!" he exploded. "The Dark Ace, aka the best fighter in the Atmos, has sworn to kill me! He's out to get me, Finn! I'm scared! One day, I'll slip! One day I'll make just one tiny mistake and then it'll be over!" He held his head in his hands. "But I'm the leader of the Storm Hawks... Storm Hawks aren't supposed to be scared. We're supposed to be fearless." He squeezed his green eyes shut. "None of you would understand... Not even Stork. None of you ever get scared." He sighed, feeling slightly better about getting that off his chest. "Now go get some sleep, Finn... You'll need your rest in case the Cyclonians attack us again."
Finn stared at Aerrow for a moment. "Alright dude." He turned to go. "But just so you know, you're not alone... I get scared too."
A/N Just some Finn and Aerrow friendship.