(Y/N) sighed, sitting on a bench and watching the sun as it went down. He had just finished an incredibly uneventful patrol with Power, who sat next to him, voraciously licking an ice cream cone.
"Only a few hours until it goes down..." (Y/N) thought, still mentally preparing himself for the fight of his life. Fuck, he should've trained some more. Waaaaay more. Could he even stand up to her? He could die tonight, ripped to pieces easily, and all of his work in this world would be undone.
"Top henchman." Power said.
"Huh? What?" (Y/N) turned to her.
"Why do you look so grim?" She asked.
"It's nothing." (Y/N) brushed it off, but internally he was terrified.
"It doesn't look like nothing." Power said.
"Since when did you care about me?" (Y/N) asked, chuckling.
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"Well, I need my top henchman to be in tip-top shape as to be an effective meat shield!" Power turned away from him and crossed her arms.
"If you really need to know... I'm just worried, is all." (Y/N) said.
"Worried about what?"
"Stuff." (Y/N) said, wanting to keep things vague.
"What kind of stuff?" Power leaned towards him.
"Nothing." (Y/N) leaned away from her.
"I want to know!" Power grunted.
"Oh my god..." (Y/N) hissed.
"Well?" She glared at him.
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"...I'm just scared." (Y/N) admitted. "I'm scared that I'm not strong enough to face whatever comes next." (Y/N) said, looking down at the ground.
"I'm scared of what's coming..."
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"I'm scared of what's lurking just beyond my sight..."
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