"Hardly A Hero" - A Tin Man Lyrical story - PG
In honor of the second anniversary of "Tin Man", a "Lyrical" one shot.
Wyatt Cain hadn't planned on being a hero.
And when asked he would say, “Hardly.” He was just an ordinary man who had been thrown into a life he hadn't planned.
But when it came down to it it didn't matter what he said, his friends said he was a hero, the Queen said he was a hero, the whole kingdom said he was a hero, so that was that.
The Queen had rewarded him by giving him a title, land, and a high position in the court. Suddenly his life had changed radically, instead of waking at dawn, putting in a hard days work, and going to bed with the sun, Cain found himself attending party after party that lasted into the early hours, sometimes going to bed just as the sun was rising.
On the first anniversary of the eclipse Wyatt had put on the uniform that the Queen had ordered made for him, and appeared in the main square of Central City along side Raw, Glitch, and DG. The crowd that had turned out cheered so loudly that Cain's ears had rung for two days. Afterwords the four of them had sat up late just talking
Some time after the first bottle of wine Raw and Glitch had left, but he and DG opened another bottle. They talked for some time, but then talking turned to kissing, and then kissing turned to in to some thing more.
When Cain awoke in the morning, his thoughts spun around in his head. This shouldn't have happened. He was the one who took the noble path, he wasn't the type of man to have a drunken roll in the hay.
Yet here he was with a sleeping DG draped half over him. For so long he had been the one who wanted what he could never have and last night it seemed as if every thing he hadn't let him self think of was within his reach.
The cold light of day slapped that thought away. And so he slowly rolled away from DG, got out of the bed, dressed, and slipped out the door.
The next party he had looked for DG, he needed to try and explain himself, but when he finally found her she was on the arm of some young Duke and his resolve grew weak.
He pulled a cloak of bravado around himself and continued through the party, and the next party, and the party after that, and the one after that.
On the second anniversary of the eclipse Wyatt had put on the uniform that the Queen had ordered made for him, and appeared in the main square of Central City along side Raw, Glitch, and DG. The crowd that had turned out cheered loudly and afterwords Glitch had rushed back to a council meeting and Raw slipped away to visit the memorial that had been unveiled the day before.
The sound of the crowd could still be faintly heard, “Hail the great hero.” DG said, then turned to leave.
“The ones I love always seem to be the ones who pay the price.”
She stopped, but kept her back to him.
“I get so exuberant and terrified every single time I look into your eyes, DG.” He confessed softly. “But we both know I'm not the man you thought I was, and I shouldn't even entertain the thought.”
DG finally turned around, tears rolling down her cheeks.
“But yet, I'd still give anything to have a chance to get you back, to let love you again and I'm hardly a hero for that.”
Wyatt Cain hadn't planned on being a hero.
And when asked he would say, “Hardly.” He was just an ordinary man who had been thrown into a life he hadn't planned.
But when it came down to it it didn't matter what he said, his friends said he was a hero, the Queen said he was a hero, the whole kingdom said he was a hero, so that was that.
The Queen had rewarded him by giving him a title, land, and a high position in the court. Suddenly his life had changed radically, instead of waking at dawn, putting in a hard days work, and going to bed with the sun, Cain found himself attending party after party that lasted into the early hours, sometimes going to bed just as the sun was rising.
On the first anniversary of the eclipse Wyatt had put on the uniform that the Queen had ordered made for him, and appeared in the main square of Central City along side Raw, Glitch, and DG. The crowd that had turned out cheered so loudly that Cain's ears had rung for two days. Afterwords the four of them had sat up late just talking
Some time after the first bottle of wine Raw and Glitch had left, but he and DG opened another bottle. They talked for some time, but then talking turned to kissing, and then kissing turned to in to some thing more.
When Cain awoke in the morning, his thoughts spun around in his head. This shouldn't have happened. He was the one who took the noble path, he wasn't the type of man to have a drunken roll in the hay.
Yet here he was with a sleeping DG draped half over him. For so long he had been the one who wanted what he could never have and last night it seemed as if every thing he hadn't let him self think of was within his reach.
The cold light of day slapped that thought away. And so he slowly rolled away from DG, got out of the bed, dressed, and slipped out the door.
The next party he had looked for DG, he needed to try and explain himself, but when he finally found her she was on the arm of some young Duke and his resolve grew weak.
He pulled a cloak of bravado around himself and continued through the party, and the next party, and the party after that, and the one after that.
On the second anniversary of the eclipse Wyatt had put on the uniform that the Queen had ordered made for him, and appeared in the main square of Central City along side Raw, Glitch, and DG. The crowd that had turned out cheered loudly and afterwords Glitch had rushed back to a council meeting and Raw slipped away to visit the memorial that had been unveiled the day before.
The sound of the crowd could still be faintly heard, “Hail the great hero.” DG said, then turned to leave.
“The ones I love always seem to be the ones who pay the price.”
She stopped, but kept her back to him.
“I get so exuberant and terrified every single time I look into your eyes, DG.” He confessed softly. “But we both know I'm not the man you thought I was, and I shouldn't even entertain the thought.”
DG finally turned around, tears rolling down her cheeks.
“But yet, I'd still give anything to have a chance to get you back, to let love you again and I'm hardly a hero for that.”