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Title- To Be Your Hero
Author- Judasmalfoy
Summary- We all gotta die some day.
Disclaimer- All this is owned by Marvel
Warning- Language, mentioned violence, character death. Spoilers for X-Men Origins Wolverine
Rated- R
One-shot
"Nobody kills you but me Jimmy." I had said that, those words had passed my lips what felt like a lifetime ago when in reality it had only been a few minutes. It was the God's honest truth, but not a threat. More like a sign of affection really, I would never kill him unless he forced my hand. Not that he hadn't been grating my nerves but little brothers were designed to be annoying.
My instincts were telling me to run, to get out before the police came to see what had happened on the island. But I couldn't help but stop and turn around, going back to Jimmy when I should have left him. It's not like he came back to save me.
I smelt blood in the air, Kayla's blood. The little bitch was probably bleeding to death which was better than she deserved. But Jimmy would hurt when she dies, he'll blame himself and drown his sorrow and guilt in the bottom of a whiskey bottle when all is said and done.
He should have learned by now that we'll outlast all lovers, friends and enemies. But we won't outlast each other no matter what. Until the sun swallows this piss poor excuse for a planet he'll have me and I him. And maybe just before the end of days begins he'll stand by me once more.
By the time I reach him, Kayla's on her way out and Col. Stryker's making his big entrance. A pistol loaded with what I know is adamantium bullets is in his hand. The fail safe just in case Jimmy went off the reservation. A bullet to the head would supposedly kill him. I had my doubts but I couldn't take that chance, I had already made my declaration and I was going to stand by it.
A shot rang out as I watched Jimmy charge at the other man. No real plan of attack, just run head long into the assault with no idea what kind of ammunition was being used against him. But I had a plan, a hastily made one but better than Jimmy's blundering attack. Blindside the man and snap his neck before he even realized what had happened.
Another shot and I was almost there, the bullet hit Jimmy just below his heart. I thought about calling out, warning Jimmy of the danger. But he didn't want to hear what I had to say, he didn't want to see me anymore. But I'd be damned if his pride was going to get him killed.
Col. William Stryker, I should have known he'd be smarter than the average human.
Another shot rang out, only this time the bullet flew straight and true. Everything was dark and for the first time since the night I took Jimmy's small hand in mine and told him to run, to never stop running; I felt cold. The very core of my being was frozen solid, my limbs were paralyzed as I floated through a dark abyss.
"Jimmy?" the sound of my voice reverberated through the darkness.
I wondered absently if this was what Wraith had experienced when I ripped his spine from his body. I tried to move but my body betrayed my commands.
The darkness was suffocating and I wished for nothing more than to be warm again if only for a moment.
"Jimmy?" I yelled, the only answer I recieved was my own voice.
"Jimmy!" I screamed until my throat threatened to bleed.
I closed my eyes, or opened them I couldn't make out the difference. The acceptance that I was dead finally washed over me but no comfort came with it. I didn't know if my sacrifice had been worth it or not. I didn't know if Jimmy was dead or alive but I had tried to save him. Which makes me the hero of this story, it makes me his hero. For one last time anyway, and I guess that's all that really matters in the end.