'The hero/heroine has to give up their life in order to save the life's of others'

-What if their sacrafice doesn't work?

-Do they really have the courage to sacrafice themselves for others?

-What if there was someone trying to stop them, someone who loved them, would this change things or would they still give up their life?

. . .

I must do the right thing. The right thing...what is that? If giving up my life can save people shouldn't I do it without regret...I mean saving a life what more of an honour can you get than that. But does that all matter if I'm dead? Do I let them all die? 

I don't know, I don't know what the right thing is to do. "What would you do my saint?"

. . .

"You can't kill yourself I won't allow it" I blink twice in disbelief, was I hearing right did they just tell me they won't allow me to die to save lives? "What do you mean you won't allow it, it's nothing to do with you!" I turn to run away but they grab my wrist and pull me bakwards into them, "I told you I won't allow it, I don't want you dead..." Huh, what are they talking about? This stone cold bastard is telling me they don't want me dead! EVEN THOUGH THEY'VE WISHED ME DEAD MANY TIMES. I turn and raise my hands, slapping directly on their cheek, their grip didn't loosen. "LET ME GO, I'LL DO WHAT I WANT AND IF WANT TO SAVE LIFES BY GIVING MY OWN I WILL DO THAT" All of a sudden they wrap their arms around me in a tight embrace, I could feel the heat of their body on mine, their breath tickling my ear. "Don't do it...live"

A/N: I don't even know if the things I write after the prompt help at all but I find it rather fun writing them so I'll carry them on!