Legend of the Seven Lights

On The Way, Part 1: Protective Angels

Just recently, my Legend of the Seven Lights story saw its final chapters. This next arc is a collection of one-shots that take place during the 3-year journey to the First Dimension. (So, don't read this unless you finished the main story. P.S. now that Sugar's older, she sounds more like Lucy from Fairy Tail.)

Chapter 1: Protective Angels

G.U.N. H.Q.

His name was Joey Beatles... His brother was Wallabee, who had a wife named Kuki... Joey killed Kuki. He killed dozens of people. His mind was torn apart and reshaped into that of a killer. He was arrested by the Kids Next Door and locked in Moonbase. When the Apocalypse arrived, he was moved to GUN H.Q., locked in a secure cell with metahuman cuffs. He vaguely remembered where he came from, but now he was a monster that had to be locked away.

A soldier knocked on his cell door, but Joey didn't look up. "You have a visitor." The door opened as Joey saw a pair of bare feet walk in. His gaze directed up at the magenta music note dress to the head of long, aquamarine hair. The woman of 22 had purple eyes with a pink glass eyepatch over the left one.

"Hi, Joey. My name's Sugar. I'm with the Kids Next Door."

"Sigh... you're no kid." Joey said in a rough, morbid Australian accent. "I remember those guys. They don't let adults in."

"Joey, I used to occupy this cell. I know how you feel right now. I hurt people, too. I felt so bad that... I didn't wanna live, anymore."

"What did you do that was so bad? You look like you're on top of the world. You ever kill anyone?"

"Not specifically... but I ruined a lot of people's lives. I kept hundreds of people prisoner for my father's sake. And even though I tried to find enjoyment in what I was doing, I was dying inside. Joey, nothing you did was ever your fault. You know that, right?"

"Save your breath, I heard it already. The Government brainwashed me, I was made an assassin of CP10. 'No, that's not who you are Joey, you're my brother! You're Kirie and Joey's uncle—I even named him after you!' But when I look at that girl or her friends, I feel the urge to kill. They were the enemies I was ordered to fight... and even though I have no reason to hurt them, I want to. You couldn't understand. Otherwise, you would be in here with me."

"Maybe, but the reason I'm not in here is because I had someone to take me outside. I learned what I want to do and what to live for. Please, come outside with me, Joey. I can help you, too." She held an open hand.

Joey stared at her curiously and helped himself to his feet. "Why do I matter to you? I don't even know you."

"I don't really know why I want to. Maybe it's because of your family."

"My family?"

"My father died, and my brother and I... aren't getting along very well. I have friends, but I don't have anyone to come home to, anymore. I guess I feel like... I relate to you. So, I want to help you."

"Right... and where are we going, exactly? Taking me to rekindle with the family? Reintroduce me to society?"

"No, I wanted to take you somewhere else. Just come with me. You'll see."

"Sigh... all right. This place is boring, anyway."

"Hey, is it okay if I take him with me?" Sugar asked the GUN officer.

"Well, we'll have to ask the commander first... and we'll also have to bring a couple soldiers to watch after you. Let me escort you."

"Come on, Joey." Sugar smiled and invited him to follow. "Wave to all the nice prisoners!" They passed a hallway of jail cells sorted by groups. Sugar winked flirtingly at each one.