I Can't Fight You... (Zero x Stanley, Knight AU)
I vaulted onto my pure white horse, ready for the upcoming battle, with my silver sword and golden shield in hand. Slowly, my horse (named Rex) started trotting towards the battlefield that I had fought on many times before. Everything seemed peaceful, a little too peaceful for the event that could possibly be the cause of my death.
Suddenly, another knight yelled for the battle to start, and the peace was broken as many other knights charged into battle. A wave of worry and guilt passed through me like a chilly wind on a warm summer’s day as I glimpsed my childhood best friend, Zero, on his dark grey horse. I gulped – he was on the opposing side.
“How am I supposed to fight you, Zero?” I whispered underneath my breath. But I wasn’t going to let the thought of him stop me from winning this thing.
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Zero’s point of view
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My heart skipped a beat when I saw my best friend, Stanley, enter the battlefield. I couldn’t fight him! I thought of all the good times we had together and decided I wouldn’t go near him, so as to not risk him getting hurt because of... me.
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Stanley’s point of view
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All through the battle, I tried to avoid Zero. Not because I didn’t like him, but because I didn’t want to accidentally hurt – or worse, kill him.
The battle lasted for what felt like days but was really a few hours. When the battle became too much for my horse, I found a quiet spot where Rex could rest, I spotted a body covered in blood. It seemed to be an injured knight. As I sprinted over to him, I was met with hypnotysing brown eyes. It was Zero.
“Stanley… don’t help me. I’m not worth it. Besides, we’re on different sides.” He said weakly. As I looked into his chocolate eyes, they looked like they were full of fear and worry. They were supposed to be bright and filled with happiness; not broken and sad.
“I don’t care, Zero! You’re my best friend, you’re like my other half. I’m not losing you! Not again, not ever!” Now I was crying, my body shaking. “I don’t care that you’re on a different side, I am not letting you die.” My tears were falling thick and fast now, and they showed no sign of stopping.
I reached across my chest and tore my sleeves off of my top. Carefully, I wrapped my torn bits of clothing around Zero’s wounds.
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Zero’s point of view
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As Stanley was bandaged my wounds, I noticed that the battle had completely ceased! Knights from both sides were coming over to watch. They seemed to be stunned that a high-level, well respected knight from one side was helping one from another. I looked into my best friend's tear-stained, caring brown eyes and smiled. I was going to try to heal, for him.
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Stanley’s point of view
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“Please get better, Zero. You’re the only thing I have left.” I whispered just loud enough for him to hear. Behind me, I heard footsteps then felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Wow, Caveman, I knew you were kind, but I didn’t know you were so kind that you’d help a knight from a different side! Nobody has ever done this!” It was the king! The king of my country, the most powerful person in the land!
“Well, I guess people are cruel.” I laughed, then looked at Zero. He seemed to be smiling lightly at me. I smiled back.
"Thanks."
"It's no problem, wouldn't anyone do that for the person they love?" Lost in his eyes, I didn't realise what I was saying."
"You... You love me?" I felt my cheeks heat up. There was no point lying about it now, I thought.
"Y-yeah..."
"I do too." He grinned at me, his cheeks turning red. We slowly leaned forward, until our lips were touching, pressing against each other in a sweet and slow kiss. We had to break apart for air, but I was met with beautiful, deep chocolate eyes.
Yeah, I think this was the start of something great.
Epilogue
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Narrative point of view
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Eventually, Zero’s wounds healed. You should be happy to know that Stanley and Zero lived happily ever after, and, because of Stanley’s kindness, the rulers of both the sides agreed to peace. To this day, the tale of the latter’s kindness lives on and inspires many, children and adults alike.
The end