Fan Fiction ❯ No regrets ❯ Chapter 1/1 ( Chapter 1 )

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death, screams. They all lingered over the battle field where one boy, newly turned man stood firing a gun. He fought as he had the last time, and the same way he had fought before that.

He fought with purpose. He fought with a need to fulfill the dreams of another. He fought with the need to fulfill the hopes and dreams of the only lover he ever had.

A flower blossomed on his blue jacket, deep red. He gasped, but knew he would fight no more that day.
Collapsing, he gasped for breath, trying to ignore the pain.

The man in red stood above him, smirking. He wanted to see his victim scream and beg before he was killed. The boy only smiled, even as his blood spiraled onto the other's already red coat as another wound opened on his neck.

Everything faded to black.

And then he stood looking at the one he had yearned to see. He smiled at the dark haired boy, and the other just shook his head.


He had no regrets.