Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Halfbreed ❯ Prologue

Title : Halfbreed

 

Genre: Fantasy, romance, violence, were-animals, angst, maybe some bastardization, bashing, language, slavery….

 

Summary: In a small kingdom of weres, lower class creatures are sold and traded for others' pleasure. When young Prince Heero of the wolf clan meets a mixed were-cub, both find each other running for their lives in unknown lands across the seas.

 

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 13x5x6

 

A/N: Hey! I don't know what the hell happened! I was reading this fic called `Instincts' by Kracken (I love your work!!) and my mind kept relaying this oh so kawaii but said picture of…I can't tell you. Read!

 

Prologue:

 

Mournful yowls echoed through the empty wing of the large estate coming from a large metal cage. The yowls sounded to be that of a feline species but ended in a humanistic gasp as the crying youth took another breath.

 

The youth was no bigger than a three year old human if not smaller. He had shoulder length chestnut hair tied back in a sloppy ponytail. Ragged bangs hung over his eyes which were closed as he cried them dry. His mouth was wide showing off the two sharp fangs as he voiced his sorrows.

 

Chubby clawed fists rubbed fruitlessly at the ever flowing tears going down his heart-shaped face. From his wrist to his elbows was a trail of rich black fur. His lower half was in the same state having the same shade of down from his lower waist to his feet. His feet were enlarged paws twist the size of your everyday toddler.

 

His five and a half long tail lay limp behind him. His round pointed midnight black ears pressed close to his head.

 

“Why are you crying?” Asked a young voice. The rugged looking youth crouched down near the metal prison with his hands hanging limp between his legs. His limbs were long in his late single digit years. He had unruly chocolate brown hair with whispers of rich ash grey. Unlike the younger were, he didn't have fur on his forearms, only a fine trail of grey fur running from his elbows to his wrists.

 

His lower half was covered in a matching shade to the narrow paws of his feet. A bushy tail swished lazily as his chocolate tipped ears twitched.

 

The toddler bought his teeth together in order to stop the sobs from coming to no avail. He sniffed and looked at the other boy with red rimmed violet tinted eyes. He would look to be of the panther species if it wasn't for the barely noticeable white stripes randomly spread throughout his coat.

 

“I-I-I *hic* can't f-fine m-m-my mommy.” With that said the youth broke down into another fit of wrecking sobs. The older were waited patiently until the violet eyed boy gained control over himself. “A-and my sistew, Hiwlde *hic* was going to take me to see our cousin Micah. We *hic* were going to make *sniff* mud cakes for Uncul Darren.”

 

“That sounds like a lot of fun.” The gray haired were said wistfully. He had never seen anything past the walls of the kingdom and longed to see the world. “Could I maybe make mud cakes with you when you find them?” He asked hopefully.

 

The little boy sniffled more as he looked thoughtfully at the floor. When he raised his head he nodded vigorously. “Yes, my name is Duo.”

 

“Nice to meet you, Duo. My name is Heero.” Heero bowed his head respectfully causing Duo to giggle.

 

 

 

TBC……

 

A/N: Cute, huh? Well this was what was in my head the whole time I read that fic. Is it plagiarism? I hope not. I have a lot of ideas for this. Well bye, 5 reviews and I'll continue this. Ja!