[ WP ] You , the hero , have a crush on your companion .

Sam first noticed her beauty when she swung an axe right over his shoulder. His whole body had tensed up, seizing the last moment of his life like a camera- she'd saved him though. Margaret the Valkyrie was the strongest monster hunter alive; she wielded an axe forged with technology in the handle and the blade that switched its polarization depending on the type of monster she encountered. Her luxurious thick brown locks were tied tight in a braid around her head that trailed down her spine, and her lips were plump like an apple fresh from the tree. Sam loved her. 
 
 Sam had built her the axe, he was the wizard of this world, creating powerful circuits to protect entire villages. They'd called him a hero, the master of the continent, but all he did was cross a few wires no one else noticed, he was n't like Margaret. He could n't defend himself in any tangible way, only craft traps. She was ruthless, amazing and best of all, she wanted to help him. They were out on the hunt for a particular monster- one that had devoured an entire village by eating the circuits that fed them power. 
 
 They walked through a forest, past a lake, down the sands of a beach- all under the guise of hunting this monster with Maggie. The sea was romantic however, the forest gave them time to be alone together, and the lake was the perfect place to camp. As the sun started to set on their first day of the hunt, Sam looked at her, the Valkyrie woman who'd saved his life countless times, `` Margaret, have you thought about... our future?'' She kicked the sand further than he could imagine. The circuits were screaming at her action but Sam did n't care; he weaved the electricity to calm the circuits, passing the damaged one. 
 
 `` Future... I wo n't live to see that day. I'll never have heirs, no one to take over for my mission,'' she walked straight, gripping the axe a little tighter. 
 
 `` Right, to take out the Sea Turtle that ate your island,'' Sam said, he folded his hands into the sleeves of his robe and locked them together. 
 
 `` Do n't make lite of it Circuitor! We lost all of the Valkyries that day, all of them. Now I must seek revenge or my entire culture is lost.'' 
 
 `` You're entire culture will be lost if you do n't teach it also. Margaret, what I'm saying... what I'm saying is we can do both... together,'' Sam reached for her hands. A loud splash erupted from the lake just a few feet from them. Margaret turned, and charged only seconds later, diving into the lake. It was that damned turtle again, it always interrupted these conversations- how convenient. 
 
 [ the end ]
