Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Memories of a Bloody Past ❯ Chapter 5
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Nita-sama 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Angst / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.24.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 836 | Visits: 358 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Angst / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.24.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 836 | Visits: 358 | Status: Completed
Title: Memories of a Bloody Past
Genre: Violence, mistical stuff, demons, AU, language, angst, death (none of the pilot), I'll add more if anymore comes up
Summary: Duo is a nameless demon that was once a heartless murderer of the innocent. Heero is a warrior who is set on making the demon pay for his wicked ways. When he finally confronts the demon, he finds that he has lost his memory. Is this a trick or is something really amist.
Disclaimer: Nanashi is the name I got off a fic. It mean 'No name' or something like that. I want to give the idea to the writer being that that's where I got the idea. I can't remember your name, but you know who you are, hopefully. I don't own Gundam Wing..the plot bunny won't stop biting me. They're pink and rabied, ya know, so don't sue. All you will get is a handful of pocket lent.
Pairings: Haven't of any past 1x2, but I'll keep you updated on that situation.
Feedback: Yes! It fuels me to continue.
A/N: =_=;; The floppy disk ate the chap 5 I had written last night. This isn't as good as the other one, but it's all I can remember off of it.
*....* telepathy
//...// thoughts
/*...*/
Chapter 5 (again >_<;):
Amorri buried her face in her hands to quell the sobs that escaped her. Her whole body trembled violently. She knew even before her son was born that their lives would be in danger. She was more than ready to hand hers over for the sake of her son, but it was still much too early for him to go through such trials.
"Are you ill, Mistress?" The mid aged man asked.
"Aa. The time has come. My son needs protection in the worst way now and I won't be able to provide for such a need." She cast her sorrowful eyes onto her loyal subject. "Do not fail me, Trieze."
Trieze bowed low. His facial features were collected and calm despite the warped panic he had for the woman and her child. He called his most trustworthy officers to accompany him to call upon the services capable of protecting the young master.
***
"Who dare awake us?" The voice echoed throughout the large temple room although no lips moved to create it. A young 'boy' sat straight backed on the golden throne glaring downward at the calm human before him.
"I have come to inform you that Mistress Amorri's child is in grave danger. She wishes to call upon the help of the Guardians to provide the protection that she cannot." Trieze was kneeling on the tile floor with his head bowed. His heart was in his throat but he gave no indication of his fear.
The slanted eyes of the scowling 'child' shifted between the other 'Guardians'. "What say you?"
"I think we should help them." This voice was less harsh than the other's, but it didn't quell the unease of the other officers quaking in fear. The voices were coming from no known mouth and were too deep to come from the 'children' sitting on their respective thrones.
The petite blonde sitting in a throne made of pure diamond smiled warmly. His aquamarine eyes sparkled with sympathy for the humans.
"Mistress Amarri has been nothing but an angel for the past years." Another voice echoed. This one was silky, almost sultry. The redhead that produced it stared expectantly at thier elder.
The platinum blonde 'man' seemed to be mulling over his options. He was in his late teens but his icy blue eyes betrayed that fact. They held wisdom well beyond his years as did the others. His eyes shifted from each of the 'boys' then fell to the vacant black diamond throne across from his.
"We owe them that much. This is a problem that we must handle."
"We are in your debt." Trieze bowed lower then stood to leave.
*******
Trowa followed the fleeing boy closely. He didn't like the way the youth's skin had paled and his eyes widened with fear.
Towa trotted beside his master and companions. His prussian blue eyes moved from in front of him to Heero. The human's scent gave him an unnerving feeling.
***
*kill them* It had been years since he stopped frighting the voice and years since the voice took over his subconscious. He lept from tree to tree, following the children as they pushed through the busy streets.
tbc.....
A/N: This is the chap. Like I said, the floppy disk ate my original chap 5 >_<;; So this one might be revised several times before I actually start to like it.
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Genre: Violence, mistical stuff, demons, AU, language, angst, death (none of the pilot), I'll add more if anymore comes up
Summary: Duo is a nameless demon that was once a heartless murderer of the innocent. Heero is a warrior who is set on making the demon pay for his wicked ways. When he finally confronts the demon, he finds that he has lost his memory. Is this a trick or is something really amist.
Disclaimer: Nanashi is the name I got off a fic. It mean 'No name' or something like that. I want to give the idea to the writer being that that's where I got the idea. I can't remember your name, but you know who you are, hopefully. I don't own Gundam Wing..the plot bunny won't stop biting me. They're pink and rabied, ya know, so don't sue. All you will get is a handful of pocket lent.
Pairings: Haven't of any past 1x2, but I'll keep you updated on that situation.
Feedback: Yes! It fuels me to continue.
A/N: =_=;; The floppy disk ate the chap 5 I had written last night. This isn't as good as the other one, but it's all I can remember off of it.
*....* telepathy
//...// thoughts
/*...*/
Chapter 5 (again >_<;):
Amorri buried her face in her hands to quell the sobs that escaped her. Her whole body trembled violently. She knew even before her son was born that their lives would be in danger. She was more than ready to hand hers over for the sake of her son, but it was still much too early for him to go through such trials.
"Are you ill, Mistress?" The mid aged man asked.
"Aa. The time has come. My son needs protection in the worst way now and I won't be able to provide for such a need." She cast her sorrowful eyes onto her loyal subject. "Do not fail me, Trieze."
Trieze bowed low. His facial features were collected and calm despite the warped panic he had for the woman and her child. He called his most trustworthy officers to accompany him to call upon the services capable of protecting the young master.
***
"Who dare awake us?" The voice echoed throughout the large temple room although no lips moved to create it. A young 'boy' sat straight backed on the golden throne glaring downward at the calm human before him.
"I have come to inform you that Mistress Amorri's child is in grave danger. She wishes to call upon the help of the Guardians to provide the protection that she cannot." Trieze was kneeling on the tile floor with his head bowed. His heart was in his throat but he gave no indication of his fear.
The slanted eyes of the scowling 'child' shifted between the other 'Guardians'. "What say you?"
"I think we should help them." This voice was less harsh than the other's, but it didn't quell the unease of the other officers quaking in fear. The voices were coming from no known mouth and were too deep to come from the 'children' sitting on their respective thrones.
The petite blonde sitting in a throne made of pure diamond smiled warmly. His aquamarine eyes sparkled with sympathy for the humans.
"Mistress Amarri has been nothing but an angel for the past years." Another voice echoed. This one was silky, almost sultry. The redhead that produced it stared expectantly at thier elder.
The platinum blonde 'man' seemed to be mulling over his options. He was in his late teens but his icy blue eyes betrayed that fact. They held wisdom well beyond his years as did the others. His eyes shifted from each of the 'boys' then fell to the vacant black diamond throne across from his.
"We owe them that much. This is a problem that we must handle."
"We are in your debt." Trieze bowed lower then stood to leave.
*******
Trowa followed the fleeing boy closely. He didn't like the way the youth's skin had paled and his eyes widened with fear.
Towa trotted beside his master and companions. His prussian blue eyes moved from in front of him to Heero. The human's scent gave him an unnerving feeling.
***
*kill them* It had been years since he stopped frighting the voice and years since the voice took over his subconscious. He lept from tree to tree, following the children as they pushed through the busy streets.
tbc.....
A/N: This is the chap. Like I said, the floppy disk ate my original chap 5 >_<;; So this one might be revised several times before I actually start to like it.
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