Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Demon Seed ❯ Chapter 12

GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency Bandai, etc. etc.

Well, the latest installment of Demon Seed. A few warnings here, no, not of the lemony kind, but of the more disturbing gore and incestuous kind. Hey, they're vampires, they have no limits, right? Anyway, the warning's there.

The pairings so far are, 1xR 2xH 4xCB 6x9 13x11 with implied 1xDC (yes, I myself can't believe I stuck it in here, but it happened a really long time ago, so 1xR fans don't freak on me, besides you'll like how Heero deals with her). And poor Trowa, the odd man out for now. But whom will he end up with? That'll be a surprise. ~_^

And of course this fix will remain non-yaoi.

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"Into, latrine, kelp." Hildie spoke the words sternly, calming her mind and spiritual powers just as Catherine had taught her do. She watched with intense eyes the small bolder in front of her rise slowly off the ground.

"Very good, Hildie." Praised the one who had been her teacher for the past seven months. "Now, using your mind only, hit the bulls eye over on the post."

The rock suddenly fell back to the ground as the wide-eyed apprentice sorceress looked over at the older woman. "But that's at least thirty feet away. I've never done more than fifteen."

"Well, you are about to do thirty now. So calm down, then, focus your aim at the target. If you miss, you simply will try again and again until you can master it. Your telekinetic powers are very sharp, but they need to be honed or else they will do you no good."

The breath Hildie took was quick but deep as she repeated the incantation once more adding the necessary word that propelled the rock through the air and towards the target. But then a little over halfway towards reaching its goal a swishing sound was heard and a thin rectangular blur was seen that surpassed the speed of the large stone, hitting the bull's eyes dead center.

"Will you two grow up?" Shouted Hildie as she turned around to see across the pond, her lover and Quatre both on horses, a single bow held loosely in Duo's cousin's fist.

His laughter calming, the blonde prince apologized. "I had to get your attention somehow. It's time for the evening meal. You magic people get so wrapped up in your spells. Neither one of you heard us calling you."

"Not to mention you love to show off your archery skills." Grumbled Duo good-naturedly.

"I heard you calling, Quatre. I simply chose to ignore you."

Quatre was taken somewhat aback by Catherine and Halide's sudden appearance before them, wondering how it was they had gotten across the water so quickly.

Sporting a silly grin, Quatre chuckled, winking at the redhead. "Good thing you love me, I'd hate to see it if you really hated me."

"Prince or not. You can still be a brat." Catherine quipped back to her betrothed as she accepted his hand and slipped up on the horse.

Halide giggled at Catherine's comment as she followed suit, soon propped up behind Duo on his horse. "Smart Asses obviously run in the royal bloodline I guess."

"Why yes." Spoke Duo, in an arrogantly joking voice. "But, then so do cute Asses."

"Duo!" Hildie playfully scolded as she gently boxed his ears; causing their two companions to laugh as the quartet themselves sparked their horses off in a trot, homeward bound. She tightened her arms around his waist, however and snuggled more into his back, closing her eyes, remembering the day that they first declared their love, or at least attraction towards one another.

~Flashback~

Why don't you focus on yourself and your true feelings…Elena's words rung loud in Hildie's ears as she stood immobile and dumbfounded just staring at Duo who was busying himself getting ready for the ride. Myself, and my true feeling…? Is she trying to tell me…good lord, she's right? I think I'm in love with Duo. No. How could this be, we've been like siblings for all of these years, yet recently when I looked at him I've wanted to be so much more than…damn you Relena, what did you do to make me realize…? I wonder if he…"

"Hey Hildie…something wrong?"

"What? I…I…" With dark blue eyes widening and a quick lick to her dry lips Hildie noticed that Duo was now right in front of her.

"You're looking like a startled deer, dear, hehehe. Bad joke, sorry."

"Kiss me."

This time it was Duo's turn to be immobile and dumbfounded. "Boy, you must be ill asking me to…"

Closing her eyes tightly shut so that she would not lose her nerve she repeated her request. "Just don't talk and kiss me."

Clearing his throat Duo scanned the area quickly, and when he felt no eyes were upon them he leaned his body slowly into Hildie's lowering his head until his lips barely touched hers. "Don't know what brought this on, but here goes."

His lips then touched hers, as soft as a whisper yet as solid as a rock. The kiss lingered only a few seconds before Duo pulled away, blushing madly and fighting to catch his breath, though he was only able to breathe deeply once before he found Hildie pulling his head down once again to capture him in another kiss. When she finally eased away and released him, he saw her eyes were opened and looking at him with nervous anticipation and intense desperation.

"Duo, I, I think I love you, I mean, I truly believe I might, do you think you could fall for me too?"

With a sly but sincere smile and the wind causing his hair to tickle his cheek, he peered just as intensely and desperately back into Hildie's eyes.

"I think I already have."

With a shriek of joy Hildie hopped up, so her arms could embrace his neck. His arms were tight around her waist and back, holding her with her feet dangling just inches from the ground.

"Promise me you'll never leave my side, my Duo."

"From this day on I never shall, my Hildie."

~End Flashback~

"And now I know it is love."

"What was that Hildie?" Duo asked.

Biting her lip with girlish embarrassment the raven-haired girl shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing. It was nothing."

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He twirled a single red rose in between his fingers, noticing how dark it looked even in the moon's glow as he brought it up to his nose and sniffed the sweet potent scent. The look and smell of roses, he thought, one of the few true joys I've had in this long life of mine.

From where he sat, his eyes settled upon the brunette woman that slept in the large plush bed that took up the biggest part of the bedchamber. Always did love to sleep in, though over time you've gotten lazier. If not for title and appearance sake I would have thrown you out long ago. Sorry, dear wife, but that is how I feel… bored to tears with you for the last one hundred, fifty years.

The tall, broad shouldered man then rose from the rail of the balcony where he was sitting and ran a hand through his thick ginger waves as he made his way over to the bedside. Sitting down by his wife, he ran a white gloved finger down her cheek, all the while the face of a different woman overtaking his mind.

Wonder if the girl's as elegant, graceful and as lovely looking as her mother had been? If not for having human blood in her veins she would be truly perfect, but that matters little to me now, for my wounds are almost completely healed and then I will track her and find her and make her mine, and you, my dear Anne, shall have nothing to say even as you rot out your remaining years in the lower depths of this castle's dungeon. Or, maybe I'll just have you executed and be done with you for good. Dorothy will be sad of course, but she'll understand how accidents 'do' happen.

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With a gasping breath Relena jolted from her daze that had been nothing more then a nightmare, the same nightmare she had been having for the last six months. In her mind appeared a face of a man she'd never seen before. A man who was much older than she, though still looking only a few years older than her own Heero. She snorted to herself, her Heero? That man would belong to nothing and no one; even his own heart could not force him into its servitude.

"Eena, are you all right?"

"Huh?" She looked over to her right and into the eyes of Duo who had placed a concerned hand on her shoulder, a thin but bright smile shown on his lips.

"You left us again, dazed in your own little world for a few seconds."

Blushing slightly Relena tore her eyes away from her friend's and the rest of the eyes that she knew were resting upon her.

"It was nothing. Truly." She rose up from the dinner table, suddenly finding it hard for her to breathe and asked to be excused. Sally granted her leave and she took it even more quickly then she had risen and was soon out the door away from the questioning and confused looks of her adopted family.

"What's happening to her? She's no longer the Eena I grew up with and know."

"And are you the same person you were when you first came here, Hildie?"

Hildie shook her head to Sally's reprimand. "I'm different as well, but Eena, she's, she's…"

"She's the daughter of the man who murdered my parents and Duo's parents and took away our birthrights, that's who she is. How can you even let her stay here, let alone train her, Wufei?"

Slowly and softly the Asian man set down his goblet of wine, his eyes serious as they caught Quatre's glare.

"She was as unable to control the situation surrounding her existence just as you were. Do not judge her because of the actions of her father. She is not the same, nor does her blood flow as coldly through her veins."

Quatre snorted, a frown on his face. "Her kind still cannot be trusted, and I will never accept that monster as a friend or a comrade."

"Cousin you might be, Quatre, but Eena's been my friend for as long as I could remember and if you keep saying rude things about her, I'll…"

"Enough you two." Intervened Sally. "The dinner table is not the place to have such conversations. We all feel differently but while you reside here, with us you will show respect for everyone. Have I made myself clear?"

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Heero poked at the fire, the end of the long stick that he held in his hands began to spark somewhat, as did his senses as he picked up another presence a few feet away. Without taking his eyes from the flames he spoke in a raised, threatening tone. "Show yourself now because you don't want me to come looking for you."

"Has it been so long that you have forgotten my scent?"

Heero popped to his feet and jerked his body in a turn towards the familiar but long forgotten voice.

"You must be ready to die because I told you if I saw you again I'd kill you."

"Oh, Heero." The blonde vampire replied as she seductively slinked her way over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and placing tiny kisses along it and his cheek. "Don't you know promises are made only to be broken?"

Gripping her wrists tightly Heero pried them from his body and back down to her sides. "You may have been able to seduce me once, but no more."

The woman twitched a forked eyebrow, her laugh haughty and demeaning. "Once? More like twice, three times, oh at least a dozen. Though it did happen like fifty years ago."

"It's before I knew who you were, Dorothy."

A childish, empty pout overtook her grin. "Oh but uncle Heero, we had so much fun!" Her smile then suddenly returned, this time more evil. "But then falling for the daughters of the men who wronged you must be your specialty."

"If you're referring to Eena, er Relena or whoever the hell she is, I left her."

Dorothy sighed and sat down next to Heero who had taken a seat in front of the fire. "Yes, but you are on your way back to her, to save her? Or is it simply to conquer her young virgin body before my father gets to it? Why must us Vampires be so territorial? You know he's all she ever thinks about now I'm afraid, and my mother is going absolutely mad over it."

Remaining silent, Heero willed his body not to react and grab his half niece's neck and strangle her, he would for now, play it cool.

The vampire girl's lips thinned in frustration of his seemingly detached state towards the other girl. "I don't know what everyone sees in her. She's just some stupid half-breed orphan, a filthy urchin."

"For her being a half breed orphan and filthy urchin you sound somewhat jealous of her."

"Jealous? Me? Not of 'that', creature anyway. Besides, once I catch up with her I'll kill her myself. I refuse to let her ruin my mother, or father…half breed bitch."

Heero could feel the length of Dorothy's slender arms begin to glide around his shoulders as she adjusted her body so that she was sitting in his lap. He allowed her to kiss him and even permitted her tongue to enter his mouth as she leaned him back until he was lying in the grass, her straddled atop him.

"After all," she spoke, her voice husky and dangerous, "I know she could never pleasure you the way I can." She leaned down to him again and kissed him as well, moaning when she felt his embrace tighten around her and roll her gently until their positions were reversed. He then lifted his body slightly up from hers until he was on his knees hovering over her; she was oblivious to his left hand as it reached behind him.

"Oh, I think she could learn to pleasure me much more than you ever could."

Dorothy's sky blue eyes widened with fear, and before she could open her mouth to scream he had whisked out of his back belt loop a small, sharpened stake, which he quickly plunged into her chest.

Anger, revenge and violent bloodlust coursed through his veins taking over his consciousness as he felt the transformation of his vampire self, overtaking that of his human self. He sat there like a stone, watching the girl under him whimper in pain and writhe in suffering.

"I told you I would kill you if you came near me again. Though I was going to let you go, maybe give you one more thrill for old times sake, but you had to go and threaten her, and that I cannot allow."

"You bastard! "My father will kill you!"

"I give him the opportunity to try, niece. And if he even steps one foot near what is mine then he shall suffer a fate worse then yours."

"And you claim…to feel…nothing for her." She hissed her final words the nails of her right hand digging into that of Hero's right cheek leaving long thin marks that dripped of blood.

"That is no longer any of your concern." The half-breed male hissed back, as he saw the brightness in her eyes suddenly dim and felt her body underneath him no longer struggling. He then moved his face down to her throat, his nostrils wide as he took in the scent of her slowly gelling blood. "Besides, you never pleasured me as much as you thought." He then plunged his protruding fangs deep into her jugular and drank of her blood.

And far away in another kingdom there could be heard the horrific pained scream of a queen. A queen of great beauty and power, a queen married to one who was even more strong and powerful than she. A queen who had just experienced the suffering and realization that she had lost her only child.

TBC…