Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Change of Scenery ❯ A Change of Scenery ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

This is a cross-over story between the Valdemar Series books by Mercedes Lackey (based in the reign of Queen Selenay, around the Owl trilogy time) and Gundam Wing. But don't worry, I'm going to be making sure you don't need to know much about the Valdemar books to be able to follow and explain the books, I'll do my best to explain everything in the actual story so it's not confusing to you. Basically something happens and Wufei, and the rest of the guys - though none of them realize the others are also there, end up in the Valdemar world. It's set at the end of Endless Waltz but goes AU right before they destroy their Gundams... I did a lot of research to do this so hopefully you enjoy it!

Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 05.02.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.3K | Visits: 871 | Status: Work In Progress

Change of Scenery

by Kai

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Gundam Wing - and trust me - the boys are VERY thankful for that fact. I also, sadly, don't own Valdemar or anything in that particular world... that all was created by the wonderfully talented Mercedes Lackey and all her books should be read over and over again until you can recite them word for word in your sleep.

Ratings: NC-17 (sexual content and language) this will likely be the pairing in the future so it'll be the rating for the entire fic

********Warnings: Yaoi - though pairings, at this time are uncertain... give me your vote for pairings and we'll see what happens... absolutely no 1x2 or 3x4, though... those are done far too often, throw in one of the other pilots though and it might just happen...************

Summary: This is a cross-over story between the Valdemar Series books by Mercedes Lackey (based in the reign of Queen Selenay, around the Owl trilogy time) and Gundam Wing. But don't worry, I'm going to be making sure you don't need to know much about the Valdemar books to be able to follow and explain the books, I'll do my best to explain everything in the actual story so it's not confusing to you. Basically something happens and Wufei, and the rest of the guys - though none of them realize the others are also there, end up in the Valdemar world. It's set at the end of Endless Waltz but goes AU right before they destroy their Gundams... I did a lot of research to do this so hopefully you enjoy it!

A Change of Scenery

by Kai

Wufei's POV

Stranger things have happened. Or that's what I kept telling myself - it had almost become my established mantra as I'd repeated it so often. It had all started nearly two weeks ago. After the second war the five of us had gotten together to destroy the Gundams in a remote satellite that had once been used as a workshop for the scientists. We were just starting to go over the various experimental machines set up in the large hanger, just to make sure there was nothing worth salvaging before we destroyed it, when... something happened. I'd been near Nataku when it happened. It being something I couldn't hope to describe; a blinding bright light with enough force that it'd thrown me against Nataku's leg and knocked me out cold.

When I'd come to, I had been in a large cavern with Nataku lying haphazardly on the rocky ground. I'd gone into the cockpit to discover that most of the systems were fried and those that weren't kept insisting that they needed data uploaded on the area in order to complete their tasks. Something that was very strange since all mapped areas on Earth, the colonies and in space had been loaded into Nataku's database. Neither my personal communicator nor the one in Nataku were picking up anything but static, and the beacon was crushed.

I had no idea if the others were okay but if they were, there was no way for them to locate me and no way for any of us to call one another. The only options I had were to stay where I was and wait for a miracle or to pack my supplies and go out on foot in search of some form of civilization. Not a very difficult choice, oh I could be patient when I felt the need but there was a big difference between patience and stupidity.

So, I set up as many traps as I could around Nataku with the limited supplies I had to work with, removed a few key circuits that were nearly impossible to come by, packed everything that might be useful and that fit into my backpack, and after a few hours, managed to find my way out of the cave.

I had been walking for nearly three days during which I had come across a number of plants that I'd never seen or even heard of before - something I found both strange and disturbing since I had studied herbalism and plant lore thoroughly before I'd agreed to pilot Nataku - but I could have accepted that as a gap in my education. What I couldn't accept was the animal... creature that I encountered on the third day. It seemed like someone had genetically spliced a rabbit with a reptile of some sort. It had reptilian eyes and tail, alternating patches of fur and scales, rabbit ears that lacked fur, a forked tongue, an aggressive attitude, and a really bad temper. It actually attacked me and only my quick reflexes saved me from getting fangs, which were possibly poisoned, in the calf. I shot it easily enough - though, in doing so, I lost one of the few bullets I actually had.

Staying alert, in case more were around, I took an hour to examine it and I couldn't quite figure out if the meat would be harmful if eaten. In the end I burned and buried it just in case. I didn't want to have animals or people dropping dead because they were unlucky enough or desperate enough to try eating it.

Unfortunately the strangeness of the place only increased, forcing me to acknowledge some pretty strange theories about where I was. I was a week and a half into my trek, having come across a multitude of strange plant and animal life, when I found myself being hunted by a pack of strange half dog/half snake beasts that I started to believe that I had somehow ended up in another dimension. No one that I had heard of had ever managed such a feat but none of my other theories, except for the one that I had lost my mind (I hadn't chosen to give much credence to that one), stood up in the face of the facts I was forced to endure.

Dealing with the pack of snake/dogs used the last of my bullets and I had resorted to creating a crude bow and set of arrows.

Then there were the circles. Every so often I'd come across a perfect circle that contained soil and plant life that was unlike anything in the surrounding area. There were even circles that were of unrefined glass. Yet, there was no one around who could have done it and even if there were it still left me with 'why'. Why would anyone choose to do something like that? What purpose would it serve other than to confuse the only person in the area - me? Any enemies I had wouldn't have bothered with such an elaborate game. No, they would have out right killed me or tortured me to death. None of it made any sense. And everything that did make sense I wished didn't.

Which all led me to where I currently was two weeks later. Facing off against two men with long hair dyed in patterns, one hawk perched on each arm arm. Each man was dressed in dark green pants, black boots and green and black vest. They both had feathers braided into their hair and a hooked stick in their free hands that looked like it doubled as a tool and a weapon - as most weapons did at one time in their existence.

At first glance they looked almost the same; something they probably did on purpose, but a closer glance showed that the one on the right wasn't more than three years older than I was, making him about nineteen.

I was a little curious about how they saw me in return. I hadn't bathed in three days, my only hair tie had snapped about four hours earlier, my clothes were ripped, stained and starting to fall apart, my crude bow was slung over a shoulder and my backpack - that was nearly empty - was acting as a quiver and had only four arrows in it. I knew I had dark circles under my eyes, bruises, scrapes and a deep cut on my upper left arm that I'd had to stitch up myself shortly after an encounter with a cat/bar creature - stitches I'd managed to pull about an hour ago when I'd almost fallen out of a tree trying to avoid an angrily swooping falcon. It wasn't the worse day I'd ever had but it was coming close to being in the top twenty.

I knew they were coming before they'd stepped out of the shadows and I knew that had surprised them. Even I had to admit they were damn near as quiet as Maxwell and that, on a normal day without the natural aid of being a new-type, I may not have been aware of their approach. As it was, I wasn't just aware of them I was also aware of at least two others perched in nearby trees, putting me in easy range of most long distance weapons and that was discounting guns. The way they moved, their clothing, the visible weapons (the hooked staffs) as well as the ones that weren't (they both had a knife in each boot) and their birds led me to believe that they didn't use guns - providing they even existed... wherever I was.

I suppose the smart thing would have been to try and show them that I didn't mean them or theirs any harm since I was out-numbered and in a strategically bad situation as they could clearly see me, but I couldn't be entirely certain of their numbers or the positions of the ones I wasn't able to see. However, I was hungry, tired, sore, confused, weary, and in an overall less than charitable mood so... I waited. I didn't move, just stood still, face blank and stared right back at them almost daring them to speak first.

My attitude seemed to amuse the older man. Slowly he lifted his occupied arm and the bird took to the air. He took a non-threatening step forward and said something in a language unlike any I'd ever heard before and I was fluent or partially fluent in a large number of languages.

Frowning I shook my head to show him I didn't understand and I couldn't help but sigh as I tried Mandarin out, in turn. I wasn't surprised to see his puzzled expression or the shake of his head. I was a bit startled when he spoke English though.

"Do you know this language?"

Despite myself my body relaxed slightly. "That one I know."

"So you are from Valdemar then" He looked relieved.

There were a number of things I could have said or done but I'd learned long ago that sticking as close to the truth was the best solution to most problems, so I answered in a confusion I didn't have to fake. "Valdemar? I'm afraid that I don't know what you're talking about."

He looked surprised and frowned in puzzlement. "Valdemar is the Kingdom you're currently in and if you aren't from here how is it that you speak Valdemarian so well?"

"The language I'm speaking I know of as English and as to how I got here - I walked."

They were both watching me carefully but it was only the elder who continued to speak. "And how long have you been walking?"

"Two weeks."

That got a reaction. "Two weeks? But why would you travel so far on your own? Do you require help?"

I suddenly felt very tired. "Look, I was where I belonged one moment and when I woke up, I was two weeks from here in a mountainous area. In two weeks you are the first people I've seen. I've seen strange plants and even stranger animals and all I really want to know is where I am. You say Valdemar. Fine. But that means absolutely nothing to me, I've never heard of it."

The man frowned and brushed some hair behind an ear. "Strange animals?"

He might not believe me but at that point I figured I had little to lose and if hedidn't believe me or if he didn't think they were strange - well, his reaction would likely clear up a few questions and a little of my confusion. "Animals that were a combination. Rabbit/reptiles, cat/bears, dog/snakes..."

"Wrysa." He hissed the word and his eyes visibly went over me again as if suspecting I had worse injuries that he'd missed. "A wrysa attacked you?"

"Wyrsa?"

"The dog/snake you mentioned."

"Oh. Yeah but it wasn't one, there was a pack of them."

He blinked, "You escaped?" His eyes were darting around the area, as if expecting them - the wrysa - to suddenly attack.

"No, I killed them."

"Killed them?" His eyes darted to my crude bow and arrows doubtfully.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "I had a better weapon than these back then but using it left me without so I had to improvise. They may not be pretty but the arrows fly well enough despite that."

His eyes focused on me again, "You're awfully young to have defeated that many change-beasts on your own."

I snorted, "Youth has absolutely no bearing on experience or character." Then I cocked my head to the side slightly, pushing hair out of my eyes absently with my right hand. "Change-beasts?"

"Animals that were caught in tainted magic and altered because of it."

My vision darkened and it was suddenly difficult to breathe, "Magic?" It wasn't the word, it was the way he'd said it and the way my new-type abilities were reacting to how he spoke of it. I wasn't like Quatre, my abilities were almost non-existent and very weak, but I could feel truth... and combined with the fact that he spoke of magic like most would talk about the weather , I knew it was real and if it was real then everything I'd hoped was just wild conjecture was likely real, too. I wasn't where I should be, no where even close... and the others... my gut twisted painfully and my chest felt even tighter... what about them?

I'm not one to faint easily but having everything shoved at me like that in concert with my physical and mental exhaustion was just too much and I couldn't fight the darkness off.