Warrior Wills
Will Three: To Love
by Prettywitchiusaka
Though it was said once, it could not be stated any better; the eerie, uninviting hallways of Global Command seemed not out of place the devastating situation which had befallen such a prestigious symbol. It was this thought, as well as the thought of it being generic thinking which ran through Rachel's head as she walked up towards one of the bases many crossway bridges. It had been nearly ten minutes from her departure with her good friends, and yet she had not come across a single danger in that amount of time, a fact which left her feeling rather suspicious. That dangers however, finally came to her in the form of a citizombie; crashing its way down to the floor as the giant thud it created startled the young blonde. One look however made her realize that this was no ordinary Citizombie, but rather one she knew well; Patton.
"Hello Rachel", Patton said in a low, yet sinister tone as an evil smile grazed his face. A smile which did nothing for Rachel, except for pull at her delicate heart strings.
"Patton...", she replied in a low tone of sorrow and disbelief, emotions managed to cover in time as a stern look now grazed her beautiful face.
"You know, it's funny; I'd say it's a shock to see you've made it in one piece, and yet I'm not so surprised. You are after all the prestigious and talented Rachel, such a feet for survival would be an easy task for you...and a task which would make you all the more irresistible...", he replied in a sinister, almost seductive tone, one which gave the young girl mild surprise.
"I see...", she replied in a low, calm tone as her face returned to sternness, choosing to ignore hie last comment. "Anyway, I assume you know the reason why I've sought you out?"
"Does it really matter", he asked.
"It usually does to you", she sternly replied.
"Perhaps, but at this very moment, my mission is much more important than such trivial answers. True, everyone is now assigned with the burden of conforming you, but I intend to succeed in my task given to me", the Drill Sergeant replied rather sinisterly yet triumphantly.
While his answer did not faze the young girl's stern composure, it did bring about an important question to her once more.
"You mentioned a task before in our previous fight. Just what is this task you're talking about", she sternly asked her old friend, only for him to smile at her in evil delight.
"A simple task; a task which allows me to be the only one capable of bringing your downfall", Patton replied rather sinisterly, his words bringing shock to the young girl's face, and heart.
"What?...But...why...", she slowly asked, too stunned to even finish her own sentence.
"Because, Grandfather felt that it would be...amusing to know that your suffering resulted from the hands of someone you care for", he sinisterly replied.
"And you took that order", she asked stunned disbelief.
"But of course; if there is anyone who can bring you pain Rachel, it would be me. And believe me, I would be happy to oblige", the Drill Sergeant replied in a tone of deep, almost seductive sinisterness as he smiled at his friend with evil intent.
True, the shock from his words was much to bear, and yet the young blonde refused to give in so easily. Knowing her goal was now in reach of her hands, she allowed her stern composure to overtake her once more as she stood to face him.
"Very well then...I don't want to fight you Patton-"
"Well now, that's your misfortune", he replied in a rather devious tone.
"You didn't let me finish; I don't want to fight you, but if I'm forced to do so, then I'll put my life on the line if it will save yours", the young girl replied in a strong yet fierce tone, holding her staff up to him as if it were a sword.
Although shocked by her resolution, the old Drill Sergeant now felt anger overcome him as he began to silently growl at her in anger.
"Very well then...Just know you'll be sorry when I'm finished with you", Patton replied in an angry, yet devious sounding tone as he put himself in an ogmented block stance.
The silence which swept the room was one of intensity, a silence of dignity and determination as the two opponents faced one another, prepared to overpower one another. The silence was broken however as the two opponents fiercely lunged towards each other, only to collide as their hands met, wrestling upon Rachel's Yield Staff. Though she used all her strength to wrestle him off of her staff, the old Drill Sergeant quickly landed to his feet as he went to savagely attack his dear friend once more. See his hand curl into a fist, the young girl used her Yield sign to block his punch as she proceeded to send him a powerful round-house kick to the stomach, only for Patton dodge as he went to punch her once more. This act itself set off a chain reaction of offensive and defensive punches and kicks from both parties as their fight continued across the bridge, fighting as though there were no tomorrow.
"You might as well give it up while you still can Rachel, or have you forgotten that I know you fighting style like the back of my hand", Patton asked in a teasing manner as he went to punch her once more, only for Rachel to block with her staff and punch him herself in defence.
"I haven't, but from the looks of it, I guess becoming a Citizombie hasn't made you any less impulsive", Rachel replied in a stern, almost teasing return tone.
Her words made Patton angry, angry enough that ended his staggering and began to fiercely punch and kick at her. To defend herself, the young girl used her staff as a defensive tool once more, bring quick to respond to his every move.
"How come you keep resisting? Just let me transform you and get it over with", the old Drill Sergeant angrily replied.
"You know I can't do that", she replied in a stern tone as she continued to defend against everything he threw her way.
"But there's nothing left for you to fight for. Eventually, you'll have no choice but to give up this pointless resistance. Eventually, you'll have no choice but to surrender your freedom to him", he angrily replied.
"There's always a cause worth fighting for, you'd know that if you were really Patton", she sternly replied, her words only angering Patton once more.
"I am Patton", the old Drill Sergeant angrily decreed as he grabbed a hold of her staff once more. True, his action had surprised her, but it wasn't enough to let Rachel give up as she began to wrestle with him once more.
"Just surrender yourself to me Rachel...If you do, I can give you a painless transformation...I can blissfully reawaken you, and let you stat life anew without any suffering..."he replied in a low, almost sincere sounding tone.
True, his deceleration may have sent shock running through the young girl's head. But never the less, it was all the prof she needed in order to continue with her mission as she continued to wrestle with her dear friend.
"Why would you care so much", she asked in a tone of clear struggle.
"Isn't it obvious? I want to protect you form his wrath, I want to keep you safe and protected from the likes of him", Patton replied in a genuinely sincere tone.
And yet as he uttered those words, all the old Drill Sergeant could feel running through his head was pain. A pain so unbearable and pain shattering that it made him release his grip of the staff to hold his head is desperation. It was a sight which sent a wave of sorrow running through the young blonde, and yet it was one she could easily shrug off, because this sight made it easy for her to remember her mission.
"I see", she softly replied as she sternly ran towards him once more, only for him to notice and raise in arms in a defensive block. Releasing his arms form the block, he flung across to the other side of the bridge, only for her to land to her feet as he lunged towards her once more.
"You can't tell me that this is what you want Patton, or that you honestly believe in what you're doing is right", the young girl sternly replied, using her staff as a blocking weapon once more.
"How would you know what I want", the old Drill Sergeant angrily asked as he continued to throw numerous punches at her.
What he did not expect however, was for the young girl use her staff as a pole vault, landing gracefully to her feet on the other side, hitting square jaw in the face with a graceful kick as she did.
"Because I know you Patton; I know that you would never view tyranny and conformity as correct" she sternly replied as he continued to send an evil smirk her way.
"Maybe before, but not after having my eyes opened. Now I see why I was never becoming stronger, now I see why I could never let go of my fear; in order to gain power, you must trample and oppress those weaker than you, for mortals are nothing roe than pawns t o be used for control of your every whim", Patton replied in a deep, sinister tone.
His words may have disgusted and horrified his good friend, yet it was not enough for her to give up on her mission entirely as she stood tall before him.
"Listen to yourself; that's not what you believe, that's what Grandfather believes. You're just allowing yourself to be led astray by the ideals of a man you know you'd never willingly follow", Rachel replied in a tone of deep angered, yet stern authority as Patton scaufed at her.
"You just fail to see the possibilities of gaining power through conformity; all are pawns who follow diligently, and soon you too will surcome to it's seduction. Nothing else matters more than that", he replied in a chilling, yet sinister tone, one which Rachel scaufed at herself in retaliation.
"Funny; you say that, and yet you treat me no different than you ever have before", she sternly yet calmly replied, her words sending a seedling of shock vibrating through his body as his eyes widened in surprise.
"What do you mean", he calmly asked.
"You know what I mean by that, you don't treat me any differently from before; your insults are more sophisticated, but they're nothing more than harmless jabs. You fight with vicious intent, but you keep holding back. You claim to conform and give me rebirth, but you act as though you want to protect me as opposed to hurting me", the young girl sternly explained to him, only for her dear friend to laugh in mild amusement.
"How adorable. You know, if you're words weren't already so pathetic, I'd almost say you were correct. Too bad you're not", Patton replied in a sinister, almost amused tone.
"Oh really? Then tell me Patton; why did you take that order from Grandfather", she sternly asked.
"Simple; to prove my my loyalties to my new master, and to break my ties with you", he replied in a sinister tone, one which did not budge the wise young warrior.
"You say that, and yet your actions state otherwise...Or perhaps, you've been aware of that all along...", she replied, her words once more bringing a wave of hock over her dear friend once more.
"What", he asked in anger and shock.
"You may not be aware of it Patton, but perhaps subconsciously you only took that order as an excuse to see me again", she sternly explained, her words only furthering the old Drill Sergeant's shock and anger.
"Why would I do something like that", he angrily asked.
"How should I know? Maybe I act as a tranquilizer for you; maybe you believed that by seeing or even talking to me that it would help you regain your true self", Rachel sternly stated.
Her words, their effective pain to his soul was greater than having his body impaled. Her words, they sent shivers down his spine and into his heart as he began to recall memories; vague memories of him calling out to his beloved friend, begging her, pleading for her to notice him. These memories, they did not last long as he brought himself back to his Citizombies sense, more anger than ever before pulsing through him as he turned to face his dear friend once more.
"That's bullshit", Patton angrily replied. "I took that order so that I may please my master and bring about your pitiful downfall!"
"Then why haven't you transformed me", the young girl asked as she raised the sternness in her tone.
Her words, they sent a shiver down his spine once more as he looked at his clawed, desaturated hand. Her words, they frightened him, and deeply so as he continued to stare at his hand.
"There were numerous times where you could have ended it, numerous times where you could have easily used my mistakes to your advantage and get it over with, but you never took them. It's almost as if you don't want to transform me, appeasement or otherwise", Rachel sternly explained to him, her words sending a shiver of freight down his spine once more before he allowed his anger to overtake him once more.
"That's bull crap", the old Drill Sergeant angrily stated as he went to attack his friend once more, causing Rachel to put up her defence once more.
"You know that it's not crap", she sternly replied as she continued to use her Yield Staff as a defensive tool against him.
"Face it Rachel, the Patton you knew is dead; who I am now is who I'll remain until I lye rotting in a grave", he replied in a mixed tone of sinister and anger.
"Alright. Then tell me, what's the best way to prepare a cadet for combat", she asked him.
"You need to be tough with them, but you also need to let them make their own mistakes, otherwise they'll learn nothing", he answered. But as he did, all he could feel in his head was the pain once more.
While it did not stop him from attacking the young blonde once more, it did give her enough momentum to continue with her plan.
"And what about freedom; do you believe that all evil should be conformed, or should they be allowed to choose their own fates and destinies, even if we oppose them", she sternly asked him once more.
"Oh come on, you know that as much as I hate evil people that it's their choice", he answered, only to feel the pain once more. It did keep him from lunging at her once more, but a punch which sent her into the railing was all she needed for her next move.
"What if I fell over this ledge; would you laugh at my defeat, or would you risk your life attempting to save mine", she sternly asked him.
"Are you crazy? Of course I'd risk my life to save yours, I wouldn't want you to die Rachel...I couldn't-", he began as he was cut off by his pain once more.
It was a pain which agonized him, a pain which brought him to his knees s he continued to howl in great pain.
"See Patton; you don't want to let go of the past, you don't want to become this monster...because you know that that's not who you are...", Rachel softly yet sternly replied as she continued to walk over towards her friend.
The look in his eyes; it was filled with pain, remorse, and above all, confusion. It was a pain which seemed undeniable to the young female warrior as she now stood to face him, allowing silence to encase their moment alone before opening her mouth to speak once more.
"Look...I under that your confused right now...But I'm sure if you look into your heart, you'll see just how simple you answers really are Patton...", the young girl softly replied as she held out her gloved hand towards him, allowing her lovely smile to graze her beautiful face.
That smile, it was all that Patton could see as his gaze reached hers once more. That warm, bright smile, ti was all he could remember as he reached for her gloved hand. Yet fate seemed only cruel once more as the young Drill Sergeant felt a surge of pain overcome his head once more. It was a pain which seemed to divide his consciousness, yet furthered the young blonde's concern for her dearly beloved. Yet upon hearing an evil cackle began to emit from his old mouth, it was now fear which overcame her as she watched her love, now seemingly overtaken by the darkness inside of him.
"You think it's that easy? You think your petty, naive words can persuade me! Since you do, allow me to show you just how wrong you are! I'll prove my myself worthy of my new master! I'll eradicate your rebellious thoughts and make you worship him", the old Drill Sergeant replied in deep anger as he viciously lunged himself towards Rachel, who could o no more than throw her staff up in defence once more.
The fight's intensity continued to increase as the Drill Sergeant's power continually rose, his determination towards the young girl gradually increasing. True, the fight for survival was now more a burden for Rachel as she struggled to keep on fighting. But in truth it was not the physical toll which pained her, but more so the fragile heart beating inside her as she began to reminisce; memories of Patton teasing her about her bad drawing skills, memories of Patton telling off villains and calmly cheering her on, memories of Patton setting forth his hidden kindness. Yet all these memories could do was tug at her heartstrings, furthering her emotional realization that all she desired at this very moment, was him. It was a realization of deep truth and love, yet one distracting enough for her opponent to not only send a powerful punch to her gut, but also her face as the graceful warrior collapsed to the ground in a heap. It was a sight which released a chuckle of amusement from the old Drill Sergeant as he stared at eh young Supreme Leader as she lay on the ground, wincing in pain.
"So tell me Rachel, what will your next pathetic attempt be", he asked in a tone of renewed sinisterness.
His words, they were words which plagued Rachel as she began to slowly bring herself to her feet, her body in obvious pain she she did so. She could not say, nor depend on what she attempted to do, all she could do was try. And yet, as she closed her beautiful and encased their confrontation in silence, she committed something he did not expect; she loosened the grip on her staff, allowing it to fall to the ground while a warm smile remained present on her face.
"Wha...What", he asked, his shock obvious in both his expression, and his voice.
"I forefit...I graciously allow you your chance at victory", she calmly explained to him. Yet even as she explained herself, her words were ones that did not sit well with him.
"What?...No...No, that's not...that can't be...You'd never give up a fight so easily...So why would you all of the sudden-
"Because I realized...I can't, nor to I wish to fight you anymore...", the young girl replied in a soft, calm tone as she opened her beautiful chocolate brown eyes to look and smile at him once more.
"But why would you-"
"Because I love you Patton", she calmly yet sweetly replied as her words sent shock waves through the Drill Sergeant's heart and mind as he heard her words of love.
"That's why I forfeit myself to you...", Rachel calmly yet sorrowfully replied as she collapsed to her knees in defeat, further surprising her dearly beloved once more. "I may desire peace and trust between kids and adults...but I also wish for your heart to be mine...But if there is no future for us as we are...then I will submit to your power, and live as a Citizombie with you..."
"Rachel", he whispered in a tone of deep shock and sorrow. It was sorrow however, that did not last long as his Citizombie senses overtook him once more.
They made him walk over to his sunken friend, in preparation to make her now supposed wish reality, yet not without hesitation on his part.
"Are you certain of this", he asked her rather bluntly.
"I am", she calmly replied.
"Are you? If you make the wrong decision, you could end up risking everything you're fighting for", he bluntly replied.
"What do I have left to loose?", she calmly asked. " I've already lost everything that ever mattered to me, there's nothing left I can fight for. Sure, I said that there's always a task worth fighting for, but I can't go on believing that when I know I have nothing left to defend except myself?...
"But...Very well then...prepare yourself for sweet rebirth", the old Drill Sergeant replied in a tone of deep sinister threat as he flexed out his clawed hand, determined to now finish the job he started.
Yet all he could feel build up inside of him was panic, panic that he could not even move his hand towards her head to touch her, regardless of how many times he attempted so.
"You can't do it, can you...", she asked the panicky Patton as she raised her gaze to his, her eyes filled not with sorrow, but with stern determination. "Or rather...You don't want to..."
"But...But-"
"Enough Patton, if you were really loyal to Grandfather, you wouldn't be hesitant to transform me, and yet you are. Therefore, it only begs the question...who are you really loyal to...", she sternly asked him as fear remained eminent in his eyes.
As her words reached him, the old Drill Sergeant could not help but feel shock overcome him as he began to recall his memories; his sweet, precious memories of the strong yet kind girl he cared so deeply for, his true "Queen" as the case may be. It was the type of pain which collapsed him to his knees, screaming in undeniable pain as his head began to loop in circles; Rachel, or Grandfather, where did his true loyalties lie. It was also the type of pain however which sent Rachel into a deep panic as she crawled towards her friend, praying that there was something she could do.
"Patton! Patton, it's okay", she screamed as she attempted to caress her hand in his, only for her to fail at he continued to hold his hands towards his head in deep pain.
His screams, they were screams of confusion and deep desperation. They were screams she could not ignore any longer as she sorrowfully caressed his wrinkly cheek with her gloved hand, putting an end to his heart shattering wailing.
"You don't have anything to fear anymore Patton...So please...", she sorrowfully professed as she continued to stare at the wide eyed, tearful Drill Sergeant, knowing that she too would be on the verge of tears herself. "Come back to me...please come back to me..."
A silence of tension encased the room, a deep silence which made the melancholy induced Patton realize something; a spark of happiness was blooming inside of him as he heard her words. It was as though their souls had now met for a spiritual moment, allowing him to take her soft hand in acceptance as they smiled warmly at one another. But within realities bounds, all he could feel was a calm surge of happiness overcome him as his eyes returned to their natural black colour. It was a sight which surprised emotionally charged Rachel as he remained dazed, attempting to speak as he opened his mouth.
"I'm...I'm...I'm back...Well...sort of, I guess", the Drill Sergeant replied in a calm yet happy tone as he observed his clawed and desaturated hands. Happiness however, became over swept by concern as he noticed the teary eyed Rachel in front of him.
"Hey...Rache, what's wrong...", he asked in a tone of genuine concern, only to be unexpectedly smothered by the young girl's tight hug of sorrowful happiness.
"Welcome back Patton...", Rachel calmly whispered as she continued to smother him in unconditional love. Although surprised by her action, the boy accepted her hug as he wrapped his arms around, yet away from her slender body.
"It's good to be back Rachel", Patton calmly whispered to her.
"I know", she softly replied as she released herself from his body. "So, are you feeling?"
"Ah, okay. I feel like myself. But man, does my jaw feel sore", he commented, rubbing his jaw as he did so.
"Aww, I guess that must mean my sadistic side is coming out if your jaw is so sore", the young girl replied in a teasing tone, one which made him send a frown of annoyance towards her.
"Don't push it McKenzie", he replied in a half serious, half joking manner as she laughed at his mixed response and delivery.
"Anyway, all joking aside, I am glad to have you back Patton", she calmly yet sweetly replied.
"Yeah well, you seemed to really want me back, so I figured I might as well just pop out of nowhere any give you what you want", he replied in his usual teasing yet devious tone, all the while throwing his smirk trademark her way.
"I'll take that up as your official story", she replied in a devious tone of her own, returning his smirk with her own smirk as well.
"Alright then...So, what's the situation", he asked, switching from flirtatious to serious in a millisecond, a common occurrence for the boy.
"Not so good, I'm afraid. Grandfather's turned almost everyone in the world into his minions, including most of our Moon Base operatives. I managed to escape the assault thanks to Fanny, but aside from Nigel, Alex, Numbuh 0, myself and now you are the only Kids next Door operatives remaining", she explained in a calm yet worried tone.
While her words explained much for the Drill Sergeant, it was but one particular detail which made him raise his eyebrow in confusion.
"Numbuh 0", he asked in a tone of great confusion at the mention of the great operative's name.
"I'll explain on the way, but right now, you and I have to make it to the Main Bridge to help Nigel and Alex", she replied in a calm yet determined manner as he smirked at her once more.
"Let me guess, you'll explain on the way, won't you", he deviously replied as she returned his smirk for a brief second.
"You know me too well. Now come on, we probably don't have much time left", she determinedly replied.
"Wait...", he replied in a heartfelt, manner, one which caught her attention as she found herself lost in his sweet, brooding looking eyes for a moment or so.
"What is it Patton", Rachel calmly asked as he remained silent for a moment, only to speak once more moments later.
"I'm not sure how long I'll last like this...In fact, I'm not even sure if I can touch you without turning you into what I've become...for all I know, I could end up being a burden to you...and the rest of Sector V when we met up with them", he replied in a low tone of melancholy.
"I know...", she calmly replied as melancholy appeared in her own tone. " I don't know myself how long you'll last like this...But I can promise you that you'll be dispatched the minute you leave us again...As for the time that you do have...cherish it...", she replied as she caressed her cheek and smiled sweetly at him once more.
"Thanks", he calmly replied as he returned her sweet smile with a rare one of his own. " One last thing though, when you said that you love me...did you really mean that...", he calmly asked.
True, his question made her stare in wonderment at first, yet quickly caused her to smile at him as she opened her mouth to speak once more.
"What do you think", the young girl softly replied as she smiled at him, allowing herself to become lost in his eyes for a brief period.
"I should have known", the old Drill Sergeant happily chuckled as he returned her smile, allowing himself to be sucked into her eyes for a brief period as well.
"Let's go...", she calmly replied as their moment together ended, allowing themselves to stand up as it did.
The base shook though at they stood to their feet, a shake which took them both by pleasant shock and surprise not doubt.
"What was that", he asked in a tone of serious concern and confusion.
"I'm not sure...Unless...", the young girl sternly replied as her mind began to run through her previous conversation with Nigel; perhaps this shaking was his plan in motion.
Regardless of what caused it, there was no time to run as the mighty base began to tilt forward, taking the two renewed friends with it. The balcony forced them to a stop, but that didn't stop Rachel from screaming as she went over the railing, or Patton from screaming out her name as he went to grab her hand. He halted his hand however in deep fear, fear of her true self's safety, not that it stopped the young girl from grabbing onto his hand for leverage as the base halted once more. True, her fear of heights now dominated her system, yet somehow she came to ignore the pit below as she looked up to face her love's gaze in determination once more.
"Patton, take my hand", she determinedly said to her surprised friend.
"Forget it, I'm not betting your freedom", he sternly replied.
"You have no other choice at this point if we both want to make it out of here alive", the young girl sternly replied, only furthering the fear buried inside of her friend's heart.
"I know that!...I know that...and yet...I still don't know what will happen to you if I touch you...", he replied in a low yet clear tone of frustration.
"I know you're afraid, but even if you still have your Citizombie abilities in your current state, at least know that we'll be ourselves when we reach Earth...You have to at least try...
Her words, they were ones which brought great frustration to his mind as he made his decision. The possibility of her becoming like him brought much fear to him, yet the possibility of her existence disappearing generated in him greater fear, a fear great which made him wrap his clawed hand around her gloved one. It was then that a moment of silence occurred, a moment of in which bliss overtook them as she remained in her true state.
It was a moment of gentle happiness, yet a moment which did not last long as the base began to life itself from the straps keeping it down, beginning to crater its way towards the decaying planet. Unable to firmly grip the railing anymore, the Old Drill Sergeant felt forced to let go as him and his beloved friend continued to fall into endless abyss. She may have stood strong for this long, but their possible doom released screams of fear from the young girl as her dearly beloved held her body tightly next to his, praying that their pre-mature doom was a hoax.
...
"Rachel...Rachel...Rachel, please wake up", begged a familiar voice Rachel seemingly recognized as she began to slowly open her eyelids to the world around her.
Yet the image she witnessed came as a shock to her; the voice belonged to none other than Patton. He looked as ever his proper self, with his spiky hair and warm yet noble black eyes present as he continued to caress her.
"Patton...", she replied in mild shock as she slowly sat herself up, feeling happy to face his true self for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. "Wait...What's going on? Are you okay? You're not injured, are you-", she began to ask until she felt herself silenced by his finger on her lip.
"As much as I love how sentimental you're being right, I think you might want to take a look around first", the young boy replied in his usual devious tone as he gently helped her up from her place on the ground.
And he was right, for what she saw was a great sight of wonder; her friends, her operatives, they now remained themselves as they began helping pull people out of the rubble that was once Global Command, even taking some time off to play or stretch for a bit. It was a sight which not only warmed the depths of her troubled yet large heart, but one which also brought a warm smile to her pleasant face.
"It's a beautiful sight, isn't it...", she asked in a calm, serene sounding tone as he came to stand beside her.
"Yes it is", he confidently replied as he turned to face her. Though somewhat nervous to respond once more, he bravely sought to speak as he attempted to put his feelings into words.
"Rache", he began as he caught her undivided attention. "I want to thank you for...well, saving my ass back there."
"You're welcome Patton...I'm just glad to have you back with us...", the young girl softly replied as a warm smile grazed her face, a smile which caused him to smirk in reply.
"I know...Although, you did a pretty heroic thing back there, something which can't really go on without being remembered. Maybe even something that needs, oh I don't know, a reward", he deviously replied.
"I'm flattered that you'd think that of me, but I don't really think that a reward is necessary for me...Even if-"
Though nearly finished speaking her words, the young blonde found herself cut off upon feeling her dear friend and love's lips up against hers, resulting in a kiss. It was an action which caught her by surprise, yet wrapped her in its wonder as she closed her eyes and kissed back. A kiss which cemented their bond of love, revealed their sweet, passionate affection for one another as they released their lip lock, only to stare at each other with loving affection for a blissful moment.
"Not even if the reward involved me telling you that I love you as well", he asked in a devious tone, one which she could not help but find charming.
"I suppose that reward might not be so bad", she replied in a teasing tone, one which caused him to chuckle as they stared lovingly at one another for one last moment.
The sky; it seemed a clear reminder of the freedom almost taken away from them that day, a sign foreshadowing their inevitable fates, had they each met them. And yet, the new young couple could not look on with fear towards their recent past. Instead, they could do nothing more than smile gratefully at their near future. Knowing that the true freedom of all children would continue to shine in their presence, and that their wills would forever be theirs to control.
End Will Three
The End
Disclaimer- I do not own KND. It is the soul property of Tom Warburton, Curious Pictures and Cartoon Network. The only things I own are the stories, and of course, Numbuh 273.