Ikuto Quest, pt 1
She'd looked so fragile, sitting next to him.
He hadn't wanted to let her go. Save the world? Strange new powers? It was all nonsense to him, meaningless excuses to take advantage of a child. One of his little brother's playmates, someone to protect and keep out of Easter's grasp if at all possible. Not someone to depend on, even if she seemed determined to make herself dependable. He'd failed to stop her from getting involved with Easter, which given her nature might have been unavoidable, but this… this shouldn't have been.
He would have taken her place in an instant, had she asked. He would have grabbed her and run away, if he'd thought it would help, if she hadn't been the one who'd invented this plan.
When she'd stood up to him, demanding that he hand her his Key - he hadn't thought of her as a child then, or as fragile. In so many ways she was what he wished he could have been, growing more impressive by the day - but still a child, still - Amu, whose life was the light to his darkness.
So maybe he teased her, provoked reactions from her to let him live vicariously through her. He'd never wished her any harm, nor would he willingly go along with a plan that would harm her. Utau was his little sister in truth, but every bit as broken as him; Amu was the one he wished he'd had, and he'd tried to treat her as one even before her mother made it official. He hoped she was still alive, but if she wasn't, he'd promised to take care of Amu.
So then, why this?
One second he'd watched her screeching to a halt in the middle of the dragon seal, moving with flatly impossible dexterity. The next second - somehow an eternity later - the room was flooded with golden light from no particular source, scorching heat like the centre of the Gobi made him physically recoil from the seal, and Fumi was suddenly screaming instructions into her computer.
He saw Amu drop to the ground, bonelessly collapsing as if someone had cut her strings. A moment later he questioned his own eyes as she impossibly, preposterously fell out of mid-air and landed on top of herself. Ran and Miki shortly followed, hitting her back with loud grunts.
He shouted her name, he was sure he did.
The heap of Amu shifted slightly, then stopped moving. Neither of her charas showed any signs of life. He couldn't see the bottom one well, but his eyes were good and he was sure the topmost Amu wasn't breathing.
The room creaked, then shifted as if in a high wind, even his perception of colour momentarily flickering and inverting, but he didn't care. He needed to save Amu. Question was, how? Even halfway across the room from her, he felt like he was standing in an oven. And who?
[ ] Look for some way of protecting yourself from the heat.
[ ] Bullrush, get in and out fast enough it doesn't matter.
- Which one?
[ ] Sure, write-ins are still allowed. Always.
A/N: Yes, I totally would tell you in advance.