Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Heritage ❯ Chapter 4: 04 ( Chapter 4 )
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Heritage
Chapter 4: 04 (Quatre's POV)
Disclaimers: See first Chapter.
A/N: Well I hope You readers are not too confused. There is a plot to
this story after all.
|||[Oi! Quatre is NOT Kuwabara. I was shocked that a
reader told me that Quatre is Kuwa-kun. I'd die first before I make
him into Kuwabara! Well maybe not...]|||
BLOOD... So much blood everywhere. Raw flesh being torn into peices by
sharp claws. Inhuman figures hover over the massacre. Everybody dead.
I'm the only one left. I'm still struggling for life in my injured mode.
One of the figures above noticed my efforts to live. He threw sharp
sear towards me. It pierced my heart. My world burst in a bright light
in front of my eyes. Darkness eneloped me. I surrendered to it,
regretting I could not do more...
~*~*~*~*~
I woke up sweating again. It was the same damn dream! This dream has
been playing in my mind for sometime like a broken record. Though
reluctant with my wan complexion, Wufei said that he would be gong
away foe a while. He told me to contact him if anything serious
happened. Heero had been acting very peculiar these days. He seemed to
be talking more these. Though a smile is yet to be seen, he's given
lighted commonets on trivial things. He'd also answered to Duo's
incessant talking. Now is that weird or what? Duo seemed more withdrawn
these days. At times he'd gotten really moody. I don't know, but I
think he took out a sword last time. And there's Trowa. I don't know
he's acting very proective over me all of a sudden. I wonder why...
All I know is that SOMETHING is happening to us. Something not all of
us would accept, not even me.
The dream I've been having, was always filled with menace, anger,
confusion and mostly, BLOOD. Bloody bodies of what had been women
always strewn the ground. Usually I see my reflection on a sliver of
ice. I was really pretty with aqua coloured hair. My eyes were blood
red and I had a small petite body. I had fought the intruders with an
ice power. The other women also killed with their skills using ice.
Some of the other women acted as nurses and carried the injured away.
Some led the old and young women away. It was queer how it was only
women that were present there. No men. The women were struggling to
win. I helped. Many people dropped down onto the ground dead. Many
slowly dropped like flies. The helpers also dropped down DEAD.
I knew I had to save my race if we were not to be extinct. They are
all that I had left. Neither oniichan was present and my dear husband
dead. My child... I miss him. Although they are the ones to condemn my
family to death since we were born, I had to save them. I used every
ounce of my energy. In my head I tried to call my brother hoping that
he was alive somewhere. I needed help NOW!
This was what I felt during the dreams. the call for help was so very
strong that I felt inclined to help even though I did not know this
person. I looked up toward the moon. It was shining bright amongst the
dark clouds. I remember the dream the screams of the fallen women. The
screams of death. It rings in my ear. I felt helpless. I don't know
what to do. Allah help me.
Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced the air. Suddenly I knew her name. I
knew how the maiden was relateed to me...Fear filled me. I felt
helpless. "'Kaasan!!!" I cried out in anguish.
~*~*~*~*~
A/N: That was shorter than I thought. Oh well... While you guys guess
who he is.. I'll go ponder on the next chapter.
Chapter 4: 04 (Quatre's POV)
Disclaimers: See first Chapter.
A/N: Well I hope You readers are not too confused. There is a plot to
this story after all.
|||[Oi! Quatre is NOT Kuwabara. I was shocked that a
reader told me that Quatre is Kuwa-kun. I'd die first before I make
him into Kuwabara! Well maybe not...]|||
BLOOD... So much blood everywhere. Raw flesh being torn into peices by
sharp claws. Inhuman figures hover over the massacre. Everybody dead.
I'm the only one left. I'm still struggling for life in my injured mode.
One of the figures above noticed my efforts to live. He threw sharp
sear towards me. It pierced my heart. My world burst in a bright light
in front of my eyes. Darkness eneloped me. I surrendered to it,
regretting I could not do more...
~*~*~*~*~
I woke up sweating again. It was the same damn dream! This dream has
been playing in my mind for sometime like a broken record. Though
reluctant with my wan complexion, Wufei said that he would be gong
away foe a while. He told me to contact him if anything serious
happened. Heero had been acting very peculiar these days. He seemed to
be talking more these. Though a smile is yet to be seen, he's given
lighted commonets on trivial things. He'd also answered to Duo's
incessant talking. Now is that weird or what? Duo seemed more withdrawn
these days. At times he'd gotten really moody. I don't know, but I
think he took out a sword last time. And there's Trowa. I don't know
he's acting very proective over me all of a sudden. I wonder why...
All I know is that SOMETHING is happening to us. Something not all of
us would accept, not even me.
The dream I've been having, was always filled with menace, anger,
confusion and mostly, BLOOD. Bloody bodies of what had been women
always strewn the ground. Usually I see my reflection on a sliver of
ice. I was really pretty with aqua coloured hair. My eyes were blood
red and I had a small petite body. I had fought the intruders with an
ice power. The other women also killed with their skills using ice.
Some of the other women acted as nurses and carried the injured away.
Some led the old and young women away. It was queer how it was only
women that were present there. No men. The women were struggling to
win. I helped. Many people dropped down onto the ground dead. Many
slowly dropped like flies. The helpers also dropped down DEAD.
I knew I had to save my race if we were not to be extinct. They are
all that I had left. Neither oniichan was present and my dear husband
dead. My child... I miss him. Although they are the ones to condemn my
family to death since we were born, I had to save them. I used every
ounce of my energy. In my head I tried to call my brother hoping that
he was alive somewhere. I needed help NOW!
This was what I felt during the dreams. the call for help was so very
strong that I felt inclined to help even though I did not know this
person. I looked up toward the moon. It was shining bright amongst the
dark clouds. I remember the dream the screams of the fallen women. The
screams of death. It rings in my ear. I felt helpless. I don't know
what to do. Allah help me.
Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced the air. Suddenly I knew her name. I
knew how the maiden was relateed to me...Fear filled me. I felt
helpless. "'Kaasan!!!" I cried out in anguish.
~*~*~*~*~
A/N: That was shorter than I thought. Oh well... While you guys guess
who he is.. I'll go ponder on the next chapter.