Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ The Search for Happiness ❯ Loss ( Chapter 1 )

This was one of the very first fan-fics I've written and my first Gundam Wing/Sailor Moon crossover. If some of the characters seem to be OOC sorry, go easy on me ^_^. That goes the same for any other fics posted. Anyway characters that are ooc tend to be funnier anyway so it works! Ok enough of my ramblings, read away!

DISCLAIMOR: DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS....BLAH BLAH BLAH

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The Search for Happiness

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Childhood. They say everyone has a childhood. I guess I had one...once. There are supposed to be happy times in childhood. However, there were none in mine. For as long as I can remember, my parents have always fought, and I was always the one caught in the middle. I couldn't go to sleep at night because my head and thoughts were filled with words bitter hate. I'd get so upset, I'd cry myself to sleep. There seemed to be no salvation for me.

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I was six when it happened. I've always been able to sense things, like an ESP, and that day I had an uneasy feeling. My dad was driving me to the park with mom. Again, another fight occurred. My parents were just screaming like mad at each other. They resembled wolves biting eachothers heads off over a small fraction of meat.

"Mom, Dad, please stop fighting," I begged.

"Shut up Catrina! This doesn't concern you!" my father shouted.

"Don't talk to her like that. Just because you're mad you don't have to take it out on her! She did nothing wrong!" said my mother.

Despite my pleas, the fighting continued. My father had not been aware that the street light had turned red, and he ran straight through it. I looked towards my left and saw a car heading at full speed at us.

"Dad!" I shouted. He slammed down on the breaks and the car swerved, but it was too late. I felt a jolt, hit my head on something, and then darkness. My body filled with darkness.

When I awoke my eyes were filled with light. I could not stand it, it was too strong. When my eyes adjusted I found myself in a bed with bandages on my arms and head.

"What happened?" I asked, as if someone could answer. Then I remembered. I remembered the fight... the red light and car... the crash.

Then a nurse came in and asked, "How are you feeling?"

I didn't answer her question. Instead I asked, "Where is my mom and dad?"

"Oh dear," she said shaking her head, her blonde locks of hair tumbling to and fro about her face. "I'm afraid your parents didn't survive the accident. We did everything we could to save them, but we were too late. We've arranged for someone to come and pick you up and take you to an orphanage. I'm so sorry." With that, she turned and left.

I sat there my eyes filled with tears streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. Was it really true? Was I really left all alone? My parents were gone, forever, but I couldn't grasp. It was like trying to hold a ray of sunshine in your hand. My parents were gone, and my heart was empty.

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The ride to the orphanage was a terrible one. A man in a black suit was escorting me. The black car we rode in might as well have been a hearst, except for the fact that the man kept blabbing. He told me that my stay at the orphanage would be short, that I'll have a new home in no time.

"It's not that simple," I said.

"Oh? Why not?" he asked.

"Do you honestly think that a new home can replace the emptiness that's inside of me? No one could ever replace my parents, no one!"

"You're a strong girl. I know that it's hard for you now, but things will get better. You'll see."

I glared at him, shook my head, and said, "You still don't get it."

The rest of the ride I was silent. I thought of my parents. I knew that they loved me, and still do, despite their actions. I hated them, for what they've done. They wasted their life quarraling constantly, never really getting a chance to live life...with me. Despite it all I still loved and cared about them. I missed them so much.

When we arrived, we met the women that was in charge of the place. Her brown pony-tail swished from side to side as she strode up to meet us. Freckles dusted her nose, of which black rimmed glasses rested on. She seemed friendly, but I trusted no one.

"Well hello there," she said to me. "What is your name?"

I didn't answer her. I just glared at her and said, "None of your business."

"Don't be rude," said the man.

"Well, excuse me. After all, I'm just a kid. I suppose to you I don't know any better. That suits me fine."

"Her name is Catrina," he said to the woman.

"There is no need to be hostile. You can trust me Catrina."

"I don't think so."

"Very well. I know you'll have fun with all the other kids here. You'll make some new friends."

"I don't need friends. I'm fine by myself. What's the point of making friends if eventually you'll just loose them? It's all vanity."

"I can see you've got quite a mind of your own, intricately complicated at that," she said looking uneasy. Unable to decide what to make of me at the moment she sighed. "Come this way."

I was put in a room with other kids playing. The room was filled with laughter, but my heart was filled with sadness and felt hollow. I could feel no longer. Going to a corner and sat with my arms wrapped around me, put my head down, and cried. There was nothing I could do. That day I didn't eat anything; wasn't hungry. That night I couldn't sleep; wasn't sleepy. It seemed as though my depression had swallowed up all feelings, all emotion. I was left with a deadly void inside.

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