A little...bromance I guess. Enjoy.
He sat alone in his room, staring at the ceiling. The clock tick-tocked in the silence. He rolled over, glancing at the picture. Of her. He sighed and put it down so he didn't have to look at it. A knock sounded at his door. He ignored it. The door opened.
“Still moping I see.”
“Hnn.”
The intruder stepped inside and closed the door.
“At least you're still alive.”
“For now.”
“And how many hours of sleep did we get this time?”
“Two.”
“Because of her I imagine.”
He sighed, feeling the weight of the intruder on his bed. He rolled over to look at him.
“Terror, how long will you mope? We've all missed you.”
“I hurt, Zero. Can't they respect that?”
Zero lay down next to him, staring up at the ceiling.
“You've never acted this withdrawn before. They're worried you'll never get out of your slump.”
“And you aren't?”
“I know you. If I give you time, you'll heal. I'm more worried about her.”
“Why?”
Terror put his head on Zero's stomach and Zero placed a hand on his head.
“She's falling in and out of love with you. She's playing with fire. She'll eventually see the truth in her heart and be hurt.”
“Do you know what that truth is?”
“Yes. She'll see that, despite all her wanting to love you, she actually doesn't. You're just her safety net. But we both know you can't be tamed or kept on a leash. You've released her to the wind, she'll try to keep a hold of you. To make sure your monster doesn't hurt others.”
The room fell silent except for the clock. It was like this for several minutes before a sound from the other side of headquarters brought them out of their thoughts.
“I've wondered at the feeling in my heart. I thought it was because she loved him more. But now I see it's because we aren't tied at the heart like she is with him.”
“That's right Terror. But that doesn't mean someone else isn't tied with you.”
“I know.”
“C'mon Terror. Let's get you out of here.”
“Why?”
“You need to get out. And I have a surprise for you.”
“Tell me.”
“Your favorite thing in the world.”
Terror moved his head to look at Zero. His friend was smiling at him. In a sudden movement, Terror had his arms around his friend's neck in a hug. Zero, although startled, smiled and hugged back.
“Thank you Zero.”
“You're welcome my heart broken monster.”
He sat alone in his room, staring at the ceiling. The clock tick-tocked in the silence. He rolled over, glancing at the picture. Of her. He sighed and put it down so he didn't have to look at it. A knock sounded at his door. He ignored it. The door opened.
“Still moping I see.”
“Hnn.”
The intruder stepped inside and closed the door.
“At least you're still alive.”
“For now.”
“And how many hours of sleep did we get this time?”
“Two.”
“Because of her I imagine.”
He sighed, feeling the weight of the intruder on his bed. He rolled over to look at him.
“Terror, how long will you mope? We've all missed you.”
“I hurt, Zero. Can't they respect that?”
Zero lay down next to him, staring up at the ceiling.
“You've never acted this withdrawn before. They're worried you'll never get out of your slump.”
“And you aren't?”
“I know you. If I give you time, you'll heal. I'm more worried about her.”
“Why?”
Terror put his head on Zero's stomach and Zero placed a hand on his head.
“She's falling in and out of love with you. She's playing with fire. She'll eventually see the truth in her heart and be hurt.”
“Do you know what that truth is?”
“Yes. She'll see that, despite all her wanting to love you, she actually doesn't. You're just her safety net. But we both know you can't be tamed or kept on a leash. You've released her to the wind, she'll try to keep a hold of you. To make sure your monster doesn't hurt others.”
The room fell silent except for the clock. It was like this for several minutes before a sound from the other side of headquarters brought them out of their thoughts.
“I've wondered at the feeling in my heart. I thought it was because she loved him more. But now I see it's because we aren't tied at the heart like she is with him.”
“That's right Terror. But that doesn't mean someone else isn't tied with you.”
“I know.”
“C'mon Terror. Let's get you out of here.”
“Why?”
“You need to get out. And I have a surprise for you.”
“Tell me.”
“Your favorite thing in the world.”
Terror moved his head to look at Zero. His friend was smiling at him. In a sudden movement, Terror had his arms around his friend's neck in a hug. Zero, although startled, smiled and hugged back.
“Thank you Zero.”
“You're welcome my heart broken monster.”
name:Adaam Wyatt
age:9
alias:Denver
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:tight black pants and shirt w/ black ankle boots.
weapon:fire sword
powers:manipulates fire,superspeed,cloning,black magic,and is an empath
BG story:He was Minions nephew and used to help him out until one day he decided he wanted to be good and make a difference and only Cross and Lily trust him,but he's very kindhearted and gentle,he's also has his moments where he gets alittle bit sensitive,but he's really tough and cool.
<3<3<3 hope you liked it.
age:9
alias:Denver
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:tight black pants and shirt w/ black ankle boots.
weapon:fire sword
powers:manipulates fire,superspeed,cloning,black magic,and is an empath
BG story:He was Minions nephew and used to help him out until one day he decided he wanted to be good and make a difference and only Cross and Lily trust him,but he's very kindhearted and gentle,he's also has his moments where he gets alittle bit sensitive,but he's really tough and cool.
<3<3<3 hope you liked it.