Bomberman Jetterz, Mighty/Shirobon, Theme#3
Title: A Bomber's Decision
Author: cre_amy
Rating: G
Pairing: Mighty/Shirobon
Fandom: Bomberman Jetterz
Theme#3: the final plunge; commitment
Disclaimer: I don't own Bomberman Jetterz.
Death Star was what I called it, the name running through my mind as I staggered down the halls, heading toward a luminescent glow. The image of Birdie safe somewhere on Bomber Planet comforted him to some extent, but then he would be reminded of his mission to stop "Death Star" from crashing into his home.
Home... Shirobon.
He felt a jolt pulse through his veins and into his heart. As his feet dragged on agonizingly toward his goal, his mind wandered to poor little Shirobon. His poor crybaby brother. Mighty's eyes flickered at the thought.
No, he loved Shirobon too much, he couldn't just die here and leave him behind... But if he abandoned his mission, there would be no more Planet Bomber. He stumbled into the control room, practically blinded by the flashing red lights. He knew what he had to do.
No more Jetterz.
"Sol T Bomb!" A bright, shining sphere hovered over his hand raised over his head. He hesitated.
No more Planet Bomber.
His eyes twitched as his vision shifted in and out of focus. His mind was so clouded, he failed to notice the presence of another being... He did not notice his body begin to change. All he could feel were the prickles at his eyes. A profound sorrow nipped at him, a sorrow he refused to shed. There was one final thought to consume him before ending this menacing threat... and himself.
No more Shirobon.
Shirobon... shirobon... shiro...
Author: cre_amy
Rating: G
Pairing: Mighty/Shirobon
Fandom: Bomberman Jetterz
Theme#3: the final plunge; commitment
Disclaimer: I don't own Bomberman Jetterz.
Death Star was what I called it, the name running through my mind as I staggered down the halls, heading toward a luminescent glow. The image of Birdie safe somewhere on Bomber Planet comforted him to some extent, but then he would be reminded of his mission to stop "Death Star" from crashing into his home.
Home... Shirobon.
He felt a jolt pulse through his veins and into his heart. As his feet dragged on agonizingly toward his goal, his mind wandered to poor little Shirobon. His poor crybaby brother. Mighty's eyes flickered at the thought.
No, he loved Shirobon too much, he couldn't just die here and leave him behind... But if he abandoned his mission, there would be no more Planet Bomber. He stumbled into the control room, practically blinded by the flashing red lights. He knew what he had to do.
No more Jetterz.
"Sol T Bomb!" A bright, shining sphere hovered over his hand raised over his head. He hesitated.
No more Planet Bomber.
His eyes twitched as his vision shifted in and out of focus. His mind was so clouded, he failed to notice the presence of another being... He did not notice his body begin to change. All he could feel were the prickles at his eyes. A profound sorrow nipped at him, a sorrow he refused to shed. There was one final thought to consume him before ending this menacing threat... and himself.
No more Shirobon.
Shirobon... shirobon... shiro...