Knives

He was lying on the wooden tray, his left side up and his head turned on the set of kitchen knives. He gulped and began to struggle, but someone's shadow casted upon him and he felt a tight grip on his small body. No, please, no. Not again. It's not happening again.

But it was. He realized it, when he looked up and saw that face smiling at him devilishly.

Where is his body? He looked around, but he couldn't find it. Funny thing – he was a fish pulled out from water, but he wasn't suffocating, he wasn't dying. But that fact didn't make him feel comfortable, especially when he saw how the other hand of his captor is reaching for one of the knives. He could hear his heart pounding crazily, when the knife was closing to his side. He was struggling even more. With no effects, the grip was too strong. There was only one solution, he knew it was even less effective, but what kind of choice he had?

"Sir, please, help me! Please!"

"Megamind isn't here." Said his captor. "He won't hear you."

But he kept calling for help, until he felt sharp blade in his side. Then he couldn't help, but scream from pain.

That was the moment when Minion woke up and realized that he was in his sphere again, on Megamind's nightstand. Megamind himself was lying on his right side and observing with worried face his fish. Minion felt a bit better, safe and sound, in this place, with his master. But the memory of last events was still fresh in his mind.

"That dream again?" asked Megamind.

Minion only nodded, his face sad, like he was going to burst into tears. Blue alien's hand reached for the sphere and began to stroke it gently. His eyes caught the knife cuts on Minion's left side and Megamind saddened. He had done everything he could to fix them. They were still healing, however, they were healing at all, in opposition to Minion's mental wounds.

"It's OK. It's over, Minion, you're safe." Megamind said. Then he smiled lightly. "You know, tomorrow I will take care of your body and you will be able to walk normally like before."

"Thank you, sir." Minion mumbled. His eyes rolled down. "It's very nice of you, but I would like to stay in my sphere a little longer."

Actually, he didn't know if he want to get into that robotic body at all. Yes, it was convenient, but if Megamind was going to repair it, it meant Minion will have to soon get out from peaceful lair. And he really wasn't fond of this idea. He felt horrible, not being able to do his duties, but he knew that even if he had his gorilla body, he couldn't fulfill them anyway. He would be too scared to go anywhere, beside the lair. Although the man, who had hurt him, was now behind the bars, Minion was still scared of possible harm.

Megamind took gently the sphere and put it closely to his chest. They both were silent, when Minion listened the pounding of his master's heart. This sound was always calming him down, giving him an impression that he wasn't alone, distracting him from dark thoughts. Long time ago he hadn't needed it as much as now. Because now he wasn't his reasonable self anymore. He was scared, defenseless little fish, haunted by bad memories.

Megamind wanted to sooth his friend's pain, but he knew that just keeping him close was helping only for a short amount of time and then Minion was scared again. Watching as his fish was slowly falling into peaceful slumber, Megamind couldn't help but think about the danger he put in his close ones by choosing the path of good. As supervillain he didn't have to worry that his enemy will kidnap his girlfriend or best friend. And since he was the hero, his opponents were generally abducting Roxanne, who was already used to this situation and prepared for it. Megamind knew, how to protect her, but he honestly would never think that Minion will be the one, who will need protection. So when Minion had been stolen during shopping, it was rather unexpected. Megamind saved him, of course, but the damage was done.

Man, he was so stupid! He should prevent it. He should do everything to make Minion safe. He should protect him as much as he protected Roxanne. Then the fish wouldn't have to go through this horror and wouldn't be so physically and mentally wounded.

Megamind pulled the sphere closer and – even if Minion was already sleeping – whispered to his friend:

"I'm sorry, Minion. I couldn't protect you."

So I've written this fic, because there's a lot of stories when Minion comforts Megamind, but there is none where Megamind comforts Minion. It supposed to be a sequel to some fic, where Minion had been kidnapped by crazy villain and Megamind was trying to save him, but when I've tried to write it, I stack. So I decided to write that idea first and maybe someday I will do the prequel.

And it will be probably a multi-chap, so show some support to poor Minion and give me sweet reviews XD.