Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ By The Light... ❯ thicken... thicken... c'mon, it said boil until thickens... ( Chapter 9 )

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By The Light…

A Fanfic by Lady Lye

Chapter Nine: thicken... thicken... c'mon, it said boil until thickens...

Copyright 2001

Idea suggested and consulting/editing by Mako-chan

Disclaimer: Don't own GW *sob* Don't own SM *sob again* but I do own- KATAKU! My keyboard!! BWAHAHA! *laughs in Wufei's face* Take THAT annoying Justice Boy!!

Note: I scramble names a tad… Japanese- English- what's the dif? Some of each all mixed together to create MY Universe…

Other Note: SM time; after Super S but before Stars since the manga's not all out. ^__^ GW time; um, we're gonna mess with this A LOT. They're comrades living together w/ the Winner's I dunno if they have gundam but it remains to be seen… Just go with the flow, k? All will be revealed eventually…



IX

Five years ago…

People swarmed along the sidewalk, pushing and shoving to get a good look at what had once been a prestigious biological laboratory. It was now a smoldering wreck that firefighters had only just managed to bring to it's knees.

He moved effortlessly between them, using only the slightest Influence to make them move out of his way. He made it to the front and stared coolly at the chaotic scene. Humans. They played with so many things that they didn't understand. He slipped out of the crowd just as easily. They didn't even seem to register his prescence. On the wind coming over the building he caught the scent of blood. Not just the blood that had been burned and dead for hours already, but fresh blood. Blood that was still fighting to survive. The best kind.

In a matter of minutes he was at the hospital. Again, the people didn't seem to see him as he slipped past nurses and receptionists. He simply followed his nose. That blood… something in it excited him. He had to find who it belonged to. His mind shut down and his instincts took over, leading him to the source…

There. A small figure lay on a hospital bed in a dim room lit only by one lamp over her bed in the intensive care wing. His predatorial gait slowed and he stood in the doorway, suddenly afraid to move and disturb her. Her. How did he know it was a her? The file folder on the door caught his attention and with one delicately gloved hand he took it down. Tomoe Hotaru. Hotaru… Where had he heard that name recently?

Still holding the folder, her moved to her bedside. A quick intake of breath that he didn't need and his eyes widened. It was the little girl. The girl from the park. The one who had eyes that contained the universe in their depths. Her small face was battered and bruised now, her short black hair dirty and their were bandages running up and down her arms hiding severe burns. He took the seat next to her, delicately taking her small hand in his large one. Relief flooded through him as he felt life pulsing through her, however feebly. He frowned to himself then. 'Why do I care so much? Am I so foolish to want to allow a human child to live?' It would be so easy to take her now. To disconnect the machines and push back her silken hair to get at the soft young flesh hiding behind it.

It's said that the mind makes a decision and then tries to justify it. He stood abruptly, dropping her hand. He straightened his jacket and left the ill-lit room quickly. Too easy. It would be much too easy. He left the hospital quickly, suddenly wanting to get as far away from the little girl as possible. Yes, it would be much, much too easy. Almost unfair even. Where was the challenge?

An unkind smile made his lips curve, transforming his handsome face into something grotesque. Let the little fish go to catch later when they had grown and were more worthwhile. Stepping back into the sunlight, he readied himself to wait.

~~*~%*%~*~~

Feeling uneasy, Raye woke just as the sky was beginning to turn a soft gray. She dressed quickly in her temple robes and quietly made her way to the sacred fire, keeping quiet so as not to wake her grandfather or that idiot, Chad.

She knelt before the fire, automatically performing the rituals that came so easily to her now. She closed her eyes and bowed her head, hands moving on their own. "Great Fire… Help me to see…"

Visions came to her in the flames. Mamoru, stalking through his apartment, breaking things. The look on his face nearly made her coil back in fear. A lick of flame and it was gone, replaced by Mina, fighting for her life against something unseen. Then pure white blotted it out and she could just make out two figures in it's pearly distance, each the savoir of the other. Then something blacker than night pervaded the trance-

"Raye?" Chad peered in. She didn't seem to register his prescence, only continued to chant and stare into the flames. "Oh…" he slipped away.

-but it wasn't an evil darkness. Strange. Evil was customarily hidden in shadows and blackness. But this darkness was there to fight and to save them all. In a flash it was gone, replaced by an image of Lita, smiling one moment and destroyed the next. The visions were coming faster now. Millions of things flashed by, too fast for her to really see. Who-? What-? Where-?

With a gasp her eyes flew open and she tumbled backwards, breaking the spell. "OW! DAMNIT!"

"Raye?" Chad stuck his head in again to see her angrily scrambling to get upright again. "Raye, you ok?"

"No, I'm not ok! I just fell over backwards and hit my head on these stupid wooden floors! Itai," she rubbed the back of her head which was still sore.

"Uh… do you want me to get you anything?"

"Tea."

"Right-o!" he dashed off to do her bidding.

With a sigh, she slumped back onto the floor, her anger and pain temporarily forgotten. She glanced at the fire, but the flames only crackled away cheerily now. What had she seen? She didn't like what those visions could mean… She had to warn the others…

~~~%*%~~~

Duo paged through high school yearbook after high school yearbook. She had looked to be about the right age but maybe he was wrong… Ah, there! Mizuno Ami… her black and white picture smiled up at him from the page and he couldn't help smiling back.

"What are you doing, Maxwell?" Wufei was glaring at him.

Surrounded by books taken from the local record facility, Duo stretched, ready to put on one of his shows of bravado, the sort that pissed Wufei off no end. "Nothin'. Just babe hunting, that's all. Looking for another target, yah, know?"

Wufei looked unconvinced and continued to scrutinize him. "You should practice more of what you preach, Maxwell."

Duo shrugged jontily, a rakish grin on his handsome face. He held up another yearbook. "Hino Raye, I presume?"

Wufei snatched it out of his hand and stalked off with it, humiliated under Duo's sadistic chuckle.

Trowa walked into the living room then, leafing through a heavy book. He looked up at them and frowned, watching Wufei sullenly drop into a chair to glare at Duo before leafing through the yearbook. "Something I missed?"

"Hey, you said you met a girl yesterday too," Duo turned to him, leaving Wufei alone for at least a little while. "Betcha she's in one of these," he waved a yearbook in front of Trowa temptingly.

He pushed it away. "I do not stalk hapless young women."

"Aw, come on! You're a vampire! We're supposed to stalk our victims! Makes it more fun. What else are we gonna do for all eternity?"

Trowa only glared at him and proceeded into the kitchen to get himself something to drink. "Anyone seen Quatre or Heero lately?"

"Heero's probably sleeping in his doghouse in the basement again," Duo waved it away. "And Quatre's probably in his room feeling guilty for actually eating something." They all turned at the sound of the basement door flying open and then slamming closed, followed by the pounding of feet up the stairs. "Speak of the devil- see?" Duo went back to his books.

Trowa frowned. "I smell blood."

The other two looked up, then sniffed the air as well. Wufei carefully closed the yearbook, noting the page number. "Why would Heero be drenched in the blood of a human?"

"That's wolf blood, too," Duo said grimly.

"A fight?"

"Maybe. Think he's ok?"

"I doubt he'd like it if we went up there to check on him."

"If it's serious he'll come get us, right?" they exchanged glances. Yeah, sure.

They heard one of the showers turning on upstairs and it was soon muffled by the sound of someone lighter skipping down the stairs.

"Good morning!" Quatre called cheerily, walking past them all and into the kitchen.

They stared at him, confused. Hadn't he gone out to feed last night? There were two side to Quatre Raberba Winner. The violent, half deranged Quatre that lusted for blood, and the quiet, mopey, guilt-ridden Quatre that had to be watched just as carefully to be sure that he didn't kill himself to end it all. The Quatre before them now was neither.

"So, uh, where'd you go last night, Quatre?" Duo tried desperately to sound nonchalant. The other two drifted toward him and away from this unpredictable Quatre.

He smiled at them happily. "I went to dinner at someone's house last night!" he started opening cupboards and drawers, looking for something unknown.

"You went to dinner?" Trowa blinked.

"Are there other vampires around?" Wufei asked. "Did they invite you-?"

"No, no, they were very human, believe me."

"Oh. So… what happened?" Duo asked. They were completely confused now. Had Quatre gone to a human household for 'dinner'? But- but- he should be on either the brink of insanity, looking for more, or deep in a bottomless pit of despair, mourning the loss of innocent lives. But Quatre was- happy?

"Oh well they were very nice and it was all excellent- I made the most wonderful discovery last night," he said, eyes shining.

"What?" they continued to stare at him.

"We can eat normal food."

~~~%*%~~~



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