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Title: Sinner's Repentance.(Oy, I LOVE THIS TITLE! )
Word Count: 549
Author: renuki/Veglma
Warnings: Does being in First person count?
Challenge: Non-Challenge.
A/N: This is a stort of a sequal to Close Thine Eyes, Child.

AKA: It's the good ending as in.. No one dies a painful death!

Huh... I wonder if I should do a bad ending? XD

Enjoy!

The blade stop inches away from the child, my hand shakes as I hold the forged metal over the child's face. I try to move the blade down, but my hands would not go down further, as if they are fighting me. After trying a minute without the blade going down, I sigh and sit down on the ground near a wall. I say aloud, "I can't kill you...heh, I wonder how I will die?"

I glance to where the child is, the child is walking toward me. I would have thought the child would have run off to call a guard as I sat here pondering how I would die. I shake my head and ask the child, "What is your name?" I might as well know the name of the child I couldn't kill.

The child answers me, "Iroh."

I smirk faintly and remark, "Iroh? What a nice name."

The child, Iroh, smiled happily, and he said, "Thank you!", he looks confused and adds, "Why are you sad?"

I...

Shaking my head, I answer the child, "...I will answer, it's because I will die soon, young Iroh."

Facing with certain death, I wish I could have repented for my past killings, but that is a lost dream now.

Iroh gasps in surprise and gazes at me. "Why?"

I laughed bitterly and replied, "Because, young one, the guards will kill me when they come back."

The child shake his head and tells me, "I will not allow the guards to kill you."

I stares at him and almost scream out, "What? I almost ended your life! There is no reason to help me!"

The child shook his head and says, "You stopped before you killed me, I know it is strange, but I can't let you die, I will help you get away before the guards come."

I smile and say to Iroh, "Young child, you have a big heart, don't lose it. If anyone has you as a friend, father or something else, they would be lucky indeed."

"Thank you, now come, I will take you to the armory." I blink and then ask.

"Why?"

"You can dress up as a Fire Nation solider and stay alive!"

I don't know if the young one's idea would work, but... I will take the risk, I says, "Thank you, child. Now let's go to this armory."

From the shadows, I sneak past guards as young Iroh walked past them and waved to them. We managed to make it to the armory without trouble, I sigh a bit in relief and take some armor to disguise as a solider. Iroh move to watch the door and make sure no one creep up on us.

After I got the armor on, the young child voiced a question from where he was watching the door, "Sir? Would you keep on killing people?"

I gaze at Iroh and reply, "No, I don't think my lord would like to know that I fail."

The child nods his head and muses aloud, "I hope I will see you again when I am older!"

I laugh slowly and say, "...Perhaps, but you will likely not remember me."

But, I will not forget you, young one.