Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Face From The Past ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Suki Tenshi 
It's chapter 4!
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.03.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 172 | Status: Completed
It's chapter 4!
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.03.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 172 | Status: Completed
Face From The Past
Chapter Four
Disclaimers: yeah, I do not own GW. I just have rights to the plot line and the character I create. Do not sue. I don't make money off this.
Sorry for the long overdue chapter 4. I guess I took a little too long of a break, eh? Well, here we go with the long waited, chapter 4 of A Face From The Past.
Chapter 4
Today was the day. Today was the big day of the Peace Ball, a dance for peace supporters together and relax. Every year it was somewhere else, and this year it was on L-4. Syira, Duo, and Quatre were busy preparing for that evening. Duo and Quatre were waiting at the bottom of the stairs for Syira to come down. "Come on Syira!" shouted Duo up the staircase. Quatre glared at him.
"Duo, don't be rude. She's the one who's been invited to go. Not us. Just let her take her time."
"We have to be at the airport in an hour and it's an hours drive. She's going to be late and we'll look bad."
"Don't worry. You won't look bad. I'm ready now, Mister Impatient Duo Maxwell." Duo and Quatre looked up and saw Syira standing at the top of the staircase. She was wearing a velvet yellow spaghetti strap formal dress, her hair was down, the first time it was down since she had arrived, and was curled, her shoes were light blue high heels, and over top of her dress was her cape. "So, how do I look?" The two were speechless as she stood there, but it was Quatre who broke the long silence.
"You llloookkk beautiful, Syiiirrrraaaa." he stuttered out, blushing a bit. All Duo could do was nod in agreement. Syira blushed. She slowly made her way down the stairs, and joined Duo and Quatre at the bottom of the stairs.
"Ready to go?" she asked. Quatre offered her his arm and escorted her out with Duo beside them to Pagen as he waited outside in the limo. As they got in, Pagen looked back.
"You wonderful Miss. Doncha." he remarked.
"Thank you Pagen." And with that, Pagen dropped the trio to the Peace Ball.
*****
The Peace Ball was full of people dancing to the music provided by a live orchestra. It wasn't too loud that you couldn't talk to someone or a group of people and it wasn't too soft that you couldn't hear them playing. Quatre and were dancing together in the far corner of the dance floor when she suddenly passed out and fell into Quatre. Luckily, none was paying attention to them, so he carried her over into a storage room. Duo happened to be just looking through the crowd when he saw Quatre dragging her off so her decided to follow them, for something was wrong with Syira. When they finally brought her in, they sat her on the floor. Her eyes seemed blank, and there was on visible signs of life.
"Syira, wake up." called Duo
"Yeah Syira wake up," joined in Quatre. "This isn't funny." He gently shock her by her shoulders but nothing seemed to change. He looked at Duo.
"Do you know what's wrong with her?" Duo shock his head.
"Sorry Q. I've never seen her do this before. I'm as much in the dark you are." Quatre returned his sight to Syira, and again gently shock her, just a bit longer this time.
"Syira, wake up! What if someone finds you like this, " he called to her. "They may think we did this, and I'm sure no one will take this very well." Suddenly, she blinked and her eyes were back to normal.
"Hiya Quatre. What's up? Why are we in here and why am I sitting on the floor?" Duo look looked at her confused.
"You mean you don't remember what happened to you, Syi?" she shock her head.
"You passed out," told Quatre. "One minute you were awake, and the next you were out."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what happened, " she stood up and brushed herself off. "Look, I just remembered something I have to do, by myself. So if you don't mind, I'll have to excuse myself." Syira then headed out of the room. Duo and Quatre just stared at each other confused for a few minutes, before Duo headed back into the ballroom while Quatre went to the entrance.
When Quatre stepped out onto the stairs leading inside, he saw a horrific sight. Moble dolls were back. But as some of them began to move, they suddenly began to explode, almost like they were self detonating, but he could tell they weren't. They were more liking being destroyed, but by who? Suddenly, two moblie suits exploded, causing a strong shock wave to shack some large boulders above him, causing them to fall. Quatre didn't look up until it was too late and saw the falling rocks aiming for his head. The first thing he did was the only thing he could think of, to crouch down to the ground and to cover his head.
After a few minutes, Quatre noticed that he was surrounded by blackness, and when he looked up, he saw Duo leaning over top of him.
"You okay, Quatre" he asked. Quatre moved from his crouching position, and sat comfortably on the ground.
"Yeah. I think so. What happened, Duo?"
"A big earthquake hit the place. (Author's note: Yeah. I know it's a colony and earthquakes don't happen on colonies, but that's what it felt like to them.) It shock up a lot of people but no one got hurt," Duo explained. Quatre shock his head.
"That was on earthquake, Duo. Earthquakes don't occur in outer space. It appeared to be moblie dolls self detonating."
"What? Moblie dolls? What were they doing here? And why were they self-detonating? OZ isn't that dirty, Quatre."
"I said they appeared to be self detonating, Duo. I didn't say they were. Someone was destroying them."
"How many dolls did you see?"
"I saw three or four, but then again, there could have been more."
"Wow! They sure shock up the place for just a couple dolls." Quatre looked at his braided companion.
"Duo, how did I survive? The last thing I remember was seeing a couple of boulders aiming for my head." Duo simply looked up and Quatre looked up as well. The blackness that was around the two pilots was a moble suit, but it wasn't one they had seen of. This one was different.
"Man, that was sure close, eh Duo."
"Yeah, but didn't you see the suit destroying the dolls, Quatre?"
"No. All I saw was the dolls exploding. It must have an advanced cloak, like Deathscythe's." An important thought returned to Quatre's mind. "Any signs of Syira yet?"
"Nope. I wonder where she wondered off to." At that moment, the moblie suit opened up and released it's pilot from the cockpit. The body fell to the ground with a thud. Quatre and Duo raced over to the fallen pilot. The pilot was wearing an old OZ suit and helmet. Quatre gently lifted the head and removed the helmet.
"Duo. Look!" Underneath the helmet and laying on the hard ground was Syira Doncha/Tanichie, and she didn't seem to be moving. Quatre gently laid her head back on the ground and when he looked at his hand, it was covered in red blood. "Duo, the back of her head is opened up pretty badly. We've got to get her to a hospital." Duo nodded his head, gently picked up her lifeless body and began to head out with Quatre not too far behind.
tbc
Wow! That took WAY too long to finish. My goal, to have this story done by mid July, hopefully. That all depends on when I move. Please r & r this chapter and let me know what you think. Thanks!! [Yey!! SchoolÕs almost out!!!!!!!! :-) ]
Chapter Four
Disclaimers: yeah, I do not own GW. I just have rights to the plot line and the character I create. Do not sue. I don't make money off this.
Sorry for the long overdue chapter 4. I guess I took a little too long of a break, eh? Well, here we go with the long waited, chapter 4 of A Face From The Past.
Chapter 4
Today was the day. Today was the big day of the Peace Ball, a dance for peace supporters together and relax. Every year it was somewhere else, and this year it was on L-4. Syira, Duo, and Quatre were busy preparing for that evening. Duo and Quatre were waiting at the bottom of the stairs for Syira to come down. "Come on Syira!" shouted Duo up the staircase. Quatre glared at him.
"Duo, don't be rude. She's the one who's been invited to go. Not us. Just let her take her time."
"We have to be at the airport in an hour and it's an hours drive. She's going to be late and we'll look bad."
"Don't worry. You won't look bad. I'm ready now, Mister Impatient Duo Maxwell." Duo and Quatre looked up and saw Syira standing at the top of the staircase. She was wearing a velvet yellow spaghetti strap formal dress, her hair was down, the first time it was down since she had arrived, and was curled, her shoes were light blue high heels, and over top of her dress was her cape. "So, how do I look?" The two were speechless as she stood there, but it was Quatre who broke the long silence.
"You llloookkk beautiful, Syiiirrrraaaa." he stuttered out, blushing a bit. All Duo could do was nod in agreement. Syira blushed. She slowly made her way down the stairs, and joined Duo and Quatre at the bottom of the stairs.
"Ready to go?" she asked. Quatre offered her his arm and escorted her out with Duo beside them to Pagen as he waited outside in the limo. As they got in, Pagen looked back.
"You wonderful Miss. Doncha." he remarked.
"Thank you Pagen." And with that, Pagen dropped the trio to the Peace Ball.
*****
The Peace Ball was full of people dancing to the music provided by a live orchestra. It wasn't too loud that you couldn't talk to someone or a group of people and it wasn't too soft that you couldn't hear them playing. Quatre and were dancing together in the far corner of the dance floor when she suddenly passed out and fell into Quatre. Luckily, none was paying attention to them, so he carried her over into a storage room. Duo happened to be just looking through the crowd when he saw Quatre dragging her off so her decided to follow them, for something was wrong with Syira. When they finally brought her in, they sat her on the floor. Her eyes seemed blank, and there was on visible signs of life.
"Syira, wake up." called Duo
"Yeah Syira wake up," joined in Quatre. "This isn't funny." He gently shock her by her shoulders but nothing seemed to change. He looked at Duo.
"Do you know what's wrong with her?" Duo shock his head.
"Sorry Q. I've never seen her do this before. I'm as much in the dark you are." Quatre returned his sight to Syira, and again gently shock her, just a bit longer this time.
"Syira, wake up! What if someone finds you like this, " he called to her. "They may think we did this, and I'm sure no one will take this very well." Suddenly, she blinked and her eyes were back to normal.
"Hiya Quatre. What's up? Why are we in here and why am I sitting on the floor?" Duo look looked at her confused.
"You mean you don't remember what happened to you, Syi?" she shock her head.
"You passed out," told Quatre. "One minute you were awake, and the next you were out."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what happened, " she stood up and brushed herself off. "Look, I just remembered something I have to do, by myself. So if you don't mind, I'll have to excuse myself." Syira then headed out of the room. Duo and Quatre just stared at each other confused for a few minutes, before Duo headed back into the ballroom while Quatre went to the entrance.
When Quatre stepped out onto the stairs leading inside, he saw a horrific sight. Moble dolls were back. But as some of them began to move, they suddenly began to explode, almost like they were self detonating, but he could tell they weren't. They were more liking being destroyed, but by who? Suddenly, two moblie suits exploded, causing a strong shock wave to shack some large boulders above him, causing them to fall. Quatre didn't look up until it was too late and saw the falling rocks aiming for his head. The first thing he did was the only thing he could think of, to crouch down to the ground and to cover his head.
After a few minutes, Quatre noticed that he was surrounded by blackness, and when he looked up, he saw Duo leaning over top of him.
"You okay, Quatre" he asked. Quatre moved from his crouching position, and sat comfortably on the ground.
"Yeah. I think so. What happened, Duo?"
"A big earthquake hit the place. (Author's note: Yeah. I know it's a colony and earthquakes don't happen on colonies, but that's what it felt like to them.) It shock up a lot of people but no one got hurt," Duo explained. Quatre shock his head.
"That was on earthquake, Duo. Earthquakes don't occur in outer space. It appeared to be moblie dolls self detonating."
"What? Moblie dolls? What were they doing here? And why were they self-detonating? OZ isn't that dirty, Quatre."
"I said they appeared to be self detonating, Duo. I didn't say they were. Someone was destroying them."
"How many dolls did you see?"
"I saw three or four, but then again, there could have been more."
"Wow! They sure shock up the place for just a couple dolls." Quatre looked at his braided companion.
"Duo, how did I survive? The last thing I remember was seeing a couple of boulders aiming for my head." Duo simply looked up and Quatre looked up as well. The blackness that was around the two pilots was a moble suit, but it wasn't one they had seen of. This one was different.
"Man, that was sure close, eh Duo."
"Yeah, but didn't you see the suit destroying the dolls, Quatre?"
"No. All I saw was the dolls exploding. It must have an advanced cloak, like Deathscythe's." An important thought returned to Quatre's mind. "Any signs of Syira yet?"
"Nope. I wonder where she wondered off to." At that moment, the moblie suit opened up and released it's pilot from the cockpit. The body fell to the ground with a thud. Quatre and Duo raced over to the fallen pilot. The pilot was wearing an old OZ suit and helmet. Quatre gently lifted the head and removed the helmet.
"Duo. Look!" Underneath the helmet and laying on the hard ground was Syira Doncha/Tanichie, and she didn't seem to be moving. Quatre gently laid her head back on the ground and when he looked at his hand, it was covered in red blood. "Duo, the back of her head is opened up pretty badly. We've got to get her to a hospital." Duo nodded his head, gently picked up her lifeless body and began to head out with Quatre not too far behind.
tbc
Wow! That took WAY too long to finish. My goal, to have this story done by mid July, hopefully. That all depends on when I move. Please r & r this chapter and let me know what you think. Thanks!! [Yey!! SchoolÕs almost out!!!!!!!! :-) ]