Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Memories of a Bloody Past ❯ Chapter 7
[ 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: 03.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 306 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Angst / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 306 | 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
/*...*/
A/N: It's been a while since I last updated. Sorry. I'm still working on it for those who care. It's just that 'Fly Away Hearts' has got me tied up. Uhm, I think I'll update when I actually get some reviews. This is my first 'Duo is a crazy psycho killer with a voice in his head' fic. Let me know what I'm doing right.....or wrong.
Chapter 7:
(recap)
His cold violet eyes stared blankly into his from under ragged chestnut bangs. His heart shaped face was the void of any and all possible emotions.
"Boo."
*************************************
Heero stifled a yelp of surprise. He quickly forced his body to move away from the other boy. Said boy hadn't moved from his crouching spot or even blinks. His predatory gaze never wavered.
Steeling his nerve, the young master found his voice. "W-Who are you?" He demanded. The boy never answered.
"H--Heero." Trowa's hand came up to grasp his friend's shoulder. He gave a insisting pull. When the smaller boy turned a questioning look at him, he nodded towards the front door. The two nodded then turned back to the intruder.
**********
"It is time." The voice boomed through the temple. Every mortal jumped at the sudden burst of noise. Magical winds swirled around them then pushed through the large double doors sending them flying open.
Trieze turned a startled glance at the 'children' and one 'man' in front of him. The four were outlined in individual colors of light. He pushed himself into a standing position and was promptly knocked over by the growing winds. His eyes flickered to the open doors and back to the Guardians.
*********
"Arghh!" Heero clawed at the firm hand. The taller boy was holding him clear off the ground by the collar. His cold violet eyes stared vacantly at the struggling youth.
Trowa stared helplessly as the unknown boy lifted a clawed hand in a knife like gesture. The claws grew longer as they grew closer to the trapped boys neck.
Heero stared horrified at the hand. Why was this happening. Why was he doing this? So deep into his desperate thoughts, the youth didn't noticed the sudden wind picking up around him. His tousled locks rustled and blew to and fro as the winds grew stronger.
The long haired boy's hand wavered at the sudden change. His long plait whipped angrily in the wind. For a brief moment his eyes focused and the light returned. He gasped quietly to and his grip went slack.
Trowa lundged for his falling companion and pulled him hastily to the door. Heero tripped over his feet for a split second then fell in stride.
The lone figure in the house stood dazed. He wind around him grew stronger, but he failed to realize it. His eyes died yet again. He pivoted swiftly towards the two childrens' exit and stalked out.
*****
Amorri chanted the prayer she learned as a little girl until her voice was hoarse from crying. Her slender hands clasped together tightly until her knuckles were pale as snow. Her red rimmed cobalt eyes stared worried at her open balcony window. Heer montra paused long enough for her call out to the unknown threat to her son's life.
"You cannot have my son! His life is not your's to have." With that said, she went back to the prayer."
Towa looked up at his Mistress where he lay obediently. He had wondered back to the house during the night. His unease keeping him from being far from her. Of course, he didn't wish to leave his young master either, but he trusted Trowa enough.
*****
Heero panted heavily as he followed Trowa. His shorter legs were not able to keep up with the taller boy's long legs any more. He collasped and was nearly dragged. Where could they possibly go to be safe? The only place he could think of was home.
He pushed himself to run on his own and changed direction.
*****
The nameless boy stalked slowly. His hollow eyes stared at the retreating boys as he followed. *KillKillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkill* He mentally cried for help, but knew too well that no one would hear.
*****
Trieze watched the young blonde Guardian's face turn into pure sorrow. His aquamarine eyes shined with unshed tears.
"Shinigami" Was the only word that escaped the 'youth', spoken mournfully soft.
tbc...
A/N: Oooookay! *Sigh* This story takes more to right than I thought. I have to get in a certain state of mind and it's been a few days since I worked on it. Hope you like. Review ppl.
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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
/*...*/
A/N: It's been a while since I last updated. Sorry. I'm still working on it for those who care. It's just that 'Fly Away Hearts' has got me tied up. Uhm, I think I'll update when I actually get some reviews. This is my first 'Duo is a crazy psycho killer with a voice in his head' fic. Let me know what I'm doing right.....or wrong.
Chapter 7:
(recap)
His cold violet eyes stared blankly into his from under ragged chestnut bangs. His heart shaped face was the void of any and all possible emotions.
"Boo."
*************************************
Heero stifled a yelp of surprise. He quickly forced his body to move away from the other boy. Said boy hadn't moved from his crouching spot or even blinks. His predatory gaze never wavered.
Steeling his nerve, the young master found his voice. "W-Who are you?" He demanded. The boy never answered.
"H--Heero." Trowa's hand came up to grasp his friend's shoulder. He gave a insisting pull. When the smaller boy turned a questioning look at him, he nodded towards the front door. The two nodded then turned back to the intruder.
**********
"It is time." The voice boomed through the temple. Every mortal jumped at the sudden burst of noise. Magical winds swirled around them then pushed through the large double doors sending them flying open.
Trieze turned a startled glance at the 'children' and one 'man' in front of him. The four were outlined in individual colors of light. He pushed himself into a standing position and was promptly knocked over by the growing winds. His eyes flickered to the open doors and back to the Guardians.
*********
"Arghh!" Heero clawed at the firm hand. The taller boy was holding him clear off the ground by the collar. His cold violet eyes stared vacantly at the struggling youth.
Trowa stared helplessly as the unknown boy lifted a clawed hand in a knife like gesture. The claws grew longer as they grew closer to the trapped boys neck.
Heero stared horrified at the hand. Why was this happening. Why was he doing this? So deep into his desperate thoughts, the youth didn't noticed the sudden wind picking up around him. His tousled locks rustled and blew to and fro as the winds grew stronger.
The long haired boy's hand wavered at the sudden change. His long plait whipped angrily in the wind. For a brief moment his eyes focused and the light returned. He gasped quietly to and his grip went slack.
Trowa lundged for his falling companion and pulled him hastily to the door. Heero tripped over his feet for a split second then fell in stride.
The lone figure in the house stood dazed. He wind around him grew stronger, but he failed to realize it. His eyes died yet again. He pivoted swiftly towards the two childrens' exit and stalked out.
*****
Amorri chanted the prayer she learned as a little girl until her voice was hoarse from crying. Her slender hands clasped together tightly until her knuckles were pale as snow. Her red rimmed cobalt eyes stared worried at her open balcony window. Heer montra paused long enough for her call out to the unknown threat to her son's life.
"You cannot have my son! His life is not your's to have." With that said, she went back to the prayer."
Towa looked up at his Mistress where he lay obediently. He had wondered back to the house during the night. His unease keeping him from being far from her. Of course, he didn't wish to leave his young master either, but he trusted Trowa enough.
*****
Heero panted heavily as he followed Trowa. His shorter legs were not able to keep up with the taller boy's long legs any more. He collasped and was nearly dragged. Where could they possibly go to be safe? The only place he could think of was home.
He pushed himself to run on his own and changed direction.
*****
The nameless boy stalked slowly. His hollow eyes stared at the retreating boys as he followed. *KillKillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkill* He mentally cried for help, but knew too well that no one would hear.
*****
Trieze watched the young blonde Guardian's face turn into pure sorrow. His aquamarine eyes shined with unshed tears.
"Shinigami" Was the only word that escaped the 'youth', spoken mournfully soft.
tbc...
A/N: Oooookay! *Sigh* This story takes more to right than I thought. I have to get in a certain state of mind and it's been a few days since I worked on it. Hope you like. Review ppl.
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