Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Midnight Angel ❯ chapter two ( Chapter 2 )

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Midnight Angel

Part two

Silently Wufei swore. One moment, he had seen Heero sneaking behind Duo, but
the next instant, Heero as well as Duo had vanished from his sight. He hadn't
been asleep, when Duo had silently gotten up to flee into the forest, or when
Heero, just as silent, had started the pursuit. Suffering from a terrible
headache, he had decided that a little midnight walk couldn't harm him. So he
too had followed from a safe distance. And lost track of them.

//There's no justice in this wicked world// he thought, turning around to go 'home'.
After twenty minutes of walking, he almost stumbled over Heero's prone form.

//Saa, what the heck's going on. And where is the motormouth?// Sighing he slung the
unconscious one over his shoulder, carrying him back to the safehouse and
resting him down on the sofa where he had previously been sitting.

//Well, one thing's for sure, Heero. You definitely need a shower now...// He thought
to himself, as he looked at the dirt in Heero's hair and clothing. Following Zechs'
example he went upstairs to get some sleep himself. Tomorrow he would have a
loong talk with Duo. That was the first thing he put onto his mental schedule
for the following day.

Meanwhile Duo was enjoying himself. He lay spread-eagle on the soft ground,
letting the moon's light caress his slender frame. The voices in his head were
silent for once. He closed his eyes, and only seconds later he was off to
dreamland once again.

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Darkness...
Then a voice...
soft and definitely female:
"Do you have to leave?"
Another voice, dark and seductive, answering the question
"Yes... He has ordered me to return ...home"
"What about me? Our son!?! How can you leave us behind..."
"I have to, beloved. Try to understand... please.... after so much time...
millenia ... He has finally forgiven me... how could I _not_ return?"
"But Lu..."
"Shhh, don't be so loud.... you'll wake up our lovely child..."
"Lucifer..." the voice nothing but a whisper now
"I will love you forever... my princess..."
"Stay... please..." her voice too tired to rise above a whisper

A blurry image formed

An angel, softly embracing a young woman. Her dark skin and pointed ears
gave her away to be a dark elf... They fitted togehter, somehow:

He, the angel, pearl-white skin, hair, wings and robes as black as midnight,
his eyes... intensely glowing violet orbs

She, the darkelf: Dark brown skin, pale moonlit hair, the flowing white robe
and silver tiara indicating her being of noble blood...

"Beloved India... I will always be with you .... there" Lucifer said, resting
his flat palm above her heart.

Then he folded his wings of solid darkness around her, embracing her one last
time, before he ascended into the starry sky above.

India broke down, crying softly, never noticing the thin dagger flying towards
her, until it was too late. It's blade plunged deep into her back, perfectly
aimed for the heart.
With her last breath she called out her son's name, Azrael. Then she cast a
spell, to make her child invisible to whomever had sealed her fate.

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A soft keening wail snapped Duo into wide awakeness. It took him a moment to
register that he himself had issued the sound. Shivering he noticed that the
moon had hidden behind dark stormclouds, so he made his wings disappear, got
dressed and left the magical forest.

Five minutes later he entered the safehouse. Upon seeing Heero covered in soil
of Shijindala, a world created by someone close to Duo's heart (himself^^) he
cursed softly. Heero must have had followed him into the forbidden realm.

Thinking about what to do, he evilly grinned. After the moon-bath his power was
at it's height. Quietly he uttered some magic words, and all dirt was gone,
leaving only Heero's skin covered with a slight film of perspiration (and his
clothes, of course). Snuggling back onto the sofa, he tucked his shoulder under
Heero's head and decided to act as if he'd never been away.

//It was all in Heero's imagination... yes... *yawn*// he thought, breathing in
Heero's scent, a unique mixture of gunpowder, musk and, due to the warm weather, a
hint of sweat. Sighing softly he surrendered to a deep dreamless sleep.