Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Demon Seed ❯ Prologue
GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency, Bandai etc.etc.
This one I'm not sure where it's going or what exactly is going to happen, I'm as clueless about as any of you who might read it.
Anyway, this is going to be an AU set in dark, gothic times and will probably be a little hard for some people to take. What exactly that means I've no idea but it will be more horror, angst, sex (eventually) and whatnot. But I won't put any yaoi or yaoi couplings in this, that I can be sure of just because I don't feel like doing it in this particular fic. Guess it's a case of been there, done that so I'm trying something a little different. I guess that means that couplings are up in the air as well, though I will most likely pair up Heero and Relena, being that Relena is going to be the main character of the story.
Well whatever this ends up being I hope it's enjoyable to read.
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The girl knew she had been different from others since as long as she could remember, though she did not understand how or the reason why she was different. Her mother was a quiet but nervous soul and had always tried to hide the truth from her daughter but the child was just too inquisitive and perceptive to be held back into the darkness for long. And just as the girl was about to unleash the mystery and have all of her questions answered, her mother had whisked her away on a dark and cold night far from her kingdom and farther away still from her father and older brother Milliardo.
Being only seven at the time the girl could do little to prevent her kidnapping by her own mother, nor could she prevent the fact that she realized for the first time how afraid her mother truly was for her, though she figured it was definitely due to the fact that her father was a dangerous man. Since she was a babe she had never really known or seen a whole lot of him, but she knew of his existence and the incredible power that he held in his hands, the powers of life and death, as she remembered hearing many of the servants say as they spoke in hushed tones amongst the shadows of the grand castle of Peacecraft.
It was at the dawn of that dark and cold night that her and her mother happened upon a monastery that rested high on a hill. It was surrounded by a ten foot tall stone wall with a wide, thickly wooded double gate adorned with two large iron locks linked with heavy massive chains.
She remembered her mother sliding hastily from the horse and pulling her down even more quickly making sure that her small cloak was wrapped tightly around her, her hood pulled down over her eyes. Carrying her over her shoulder she ran to the gate and tugged furiously on a thick braided cord that hung down low, attached to a big silvery bell tied securely to a stout wooden post that was planted firmly in the ground.
The small girl covered her ears and closed her eyes, squinting them tightly to try and block out the low chiming tin that pounded in her head and hurt her ears. The ringing then stopped as soon as it had started and she turned her head hearing the eerie squeak of the opening gates, though she could not see very well until her and her mother were through the gates and she was once again on her feet.
She then looked up noticing the relief in her mother's face, though her breathing was still quite panicked. Through gasps she heard her speak. "Thank you, father, for accepting her, into your home. I knew not where else to turn to, to escape the evil that I, have plagued upon the world by even allowing her birth.
The girl's mouth opened somewhat at her mother's words. Was she saying that she wished she had never been born? That she should have snuffed out her very life before she had even the chance to take her first breath? Her bottom lip began to quiver with hurt and anger. Did her mother ever really love her? She turned to the priest hearing him speak.
"My queen, it is the least we could do seeing how your father supported our humble order for all of the years that he breathed, and we shall take excellent care of his granddaughter and see no harm comes to her, nor shall we allow the evil that may exist in her to be allowed to surface."
The girl child's eyes were now wide hearing herself described as evil. Was she dangerous? Was that how she was different? Questions began to form in her mind as well as confusion, anger and fear, but before she could voice them to anyone she found her mother kneeling before her, looking her straight in the eye.
"I'm sorry my darling, but this is where you shall live from now on. You may not understand and by the Lord's blessing I pray you never will. I cannot stay with you, I must return back home. I will not come back."
"And why would I ever want to see a mother who despises me so much that she wished I had been born dead instead of alive. I pray you never return and I never have to look upon your face again."
"Relena, I didn't mean..." Her mother stopped and bowed her head as if trying to hide the tears in her eyes; she brought her head back up to peer into her daughter's eyes again. "Please, my darling. Never doubt I love you with all of my heart and I do this for your own good, so that you may have a chance at a future of peace and happiness instead of darkness and pain."
The youngest Peacecraft child knew not what to say and stood in front of her mother staring at her with almost dead eyes. Her mother pursed her lips trying to conceal the hurt in her own as she kissed her daughter's brow. She rose immediately and thanked the father once again and hurried her way back out through the gates.
The squeal of the gates as they began to close snapped Relena out of her dazed anger. She ran full force to the wooden doors screaming her love for her mother but they where now closed and she knew not if her mother had heard her. Tears flowed down her cheeks freely now and she released a scream of hurt and pain knowing not what to do. She then felt a strong warm embrace and a calming peace that seemed to float over her body like a blanket of warmth; her tears stopped and her voice quieted.
"Come my child. You're mother is gone and the hour is nearing that of the first meal of the day. It is best you get some rest before that time."
She looked up into his face; it was one of the most kind and gentle faces she had ever seen. She remained mute and only nodded her head in consent and took his hand allowing him to lead her into the monastery itself.
And while the girl was just ending her morning meal, her mother miles away stood atop a cliff overlooking the ocean and the sharp rocks of the shore below. She had fallen in love with a demon, allowed him to defile her body and even barred his evil spawn. Her son she had lost over to the darkness and her daughter she had tried her best to save. Death, she felt, was the only way out of her ungodly situation.
If she returned she would almost definitely be abused and tortured severely for her betrayal and her mind would be picked apart until he had discovered the location of where she hid his daughter. But, if she were dead she could not feel the pain of torture and she could not be forced to give up her daughter.
Crossing herself, she begged God to forgive her sins, though she felt she had committed so many that she was surely set to spend eternity burning. But if it meant her daughter would live in peace... "Then so be it." She whispered to the wind itself, as she turned her body and leaned back. Loosing her footing she began to plummet downward and with a silent scream her body crashed against the rocks below to be swiftly swallowed by the unforgiving waves of the salty sea.
TBC...