Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Of Men and Myth ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

 

Heero watched the creature fall to the ground now unconscious. It had been foolish for the creature to drop it's guard. Heero certainly wasn't going to let it get away with a mistake like that. The prince now sheathed his sword and went to kneel beside his catch. He had been beginning to think that he wouldn't encounter a single mythical at all. He had been quite surprised when the creature had dropped down in front of him. He still didn't know how a mythical could sneak up without him knowing. Not even Zechs, who was a master spy, could do that.

 

The mythical had seemed quite surprised when Heero had attacked him. Heero could understand why. Most humans tended to resort to trickery to catch a pet. Heero refused to do such a thing. He had always relied on his own strength first and foremost. He was not about to go back on that policy now. If he was going to have a pet than he would get it using skill, not trickery. The creature had proved to be incredibly swift and agile, more so than any human. Still, it did not attempt to attack him. Just evade as best as it could. Heero had found this odd as well. After all, many royals had been killed on the hunt by an attacking mythical. The thing that troubled Heero the most was the creatures words. It had said, quite clearly, that it was not a mythical. Heero guessed that the creature was lying to try to escape the bonding. They were in the forest of the mythicals and the creature's stealth and speed clearly categorized it as non-human. It simply had to be a mythical. `It's not like it matters, it is almost sun up. I have to take this one or go home empty handed.'

 

The bonding itself was a pretty simple task. It required two potions, the first was blue and the second was white. Heero did not know exactly how they worked, but he knew how to use them. He drank the blue potion himself and then opened the mythicals mouth. He poured the white potion down the creatures throat, careful of the fangs he found there. Heero closed the mythical's mouth and rubbed it's throat so that the liquid would go down. It was then that Heero got his first good look at his catch. The mythical was actually quite stunning. If not for the fangs and the bat like wings Heero would have taken it for an elf. `It' was a he. Heero had not been curtain at first. The creature had a long chestnut braid with bangs that hung down to parsley cover his eyes. His features had a delicate and soft feel to them and his face was heart shaped. He could easily passed as female.

 

Heero sat back. Even now the potions would be moving through both of their blood streams. The white potion was designed to absorb the power of a mythical. It would than seek out the blue potion and transfer a little of the mythical's power into Heero. Heero would be able to use that power to control the mythical. That was the limit of his knowledge on bonding, still, he knew it would not fail.

 

Time pasted and soon Heero found himself with a dilemma. He knew he should not move the boy until he awoke but it was about two and a half hours until sun up and if he was not back by dawn he would forfeit his chance at the crown. He didn't really see that he had a chose. He would have to awaken the mythical.

 

Heero knelt down beside the boy and placed a hand of his shoulder. The moment he made contact with the creature he yelped pulling his hand back. The boy's skin was so hot it burned and he was shivering uncontrollably. For a human these would be signs of a high fever. Heero just prayed that it was a normal part of bonding.

 

Heero placed his hand back on the creature's shoulder. “Hey, wake up.” His voice was surprisingly gentle. Not at all like his typical monotone. The boy stirred and his eyes peeked open. He then moaned and closed them again. “What the hell did you do to me?”

 

“I bonded with you.”

 

The boy shook his head, “you couldn't have. I'm not a mythical. You wouldn't have been able.”

 

Heero was about to open his mouth to answer when he realized something, a bonded could not lie. The creature had certainly bonded with him. He could feel it's presence tugging at the back of his mind. So that meant that this thing wasn't a mythical. The prince had someone bonded with something else. He still had no idea what however.

 

“The fact is that we are bonded. I can feel the connection. You should be able to feel it too.”

 

“Oh, so that's what this searing pain is!” The boy replied his voice dripping with sarcasm. “If this is what being bonded is like then I might actually start feeling sorry for the mythicals. I don't know what you did but you'd better undo it now.”

 

“It hurts?” Heero knew he was showing an unusual amount of concern for the creature. It was strange, but he just couldn't keep a stern face with him.

 

“Oh course it hurts. What the hell were you thinking trying to bond with me? I'm not a mythical, I'm a demon!”

 

Heero had heard of demons before. They were legends, creatures used in stories to frighten children. This creature couldn't be one of those demons. For one, he was far from hideous like the demons in the stories. Secondly he didn't seem evil, a bit high strung but not evil. But since the boy was now bonded to him he could not lie, which meant the creature was either pure evil or the stories were not true. Heero desperately hoped it was an error in human stories, and not the other.

 

Demons were supposed to have some kind of magic, so it was possible that the potions used in bounding could react on that magic. Heero just didn't know what kind of side effects the potion would have on his new pet. His next move was clear though, he had to get the creature to the castle. The sun would be up soon. Also there where people at the castle who better understood how the potions worked. They would know more about what was wrong with the demon.

 

Heero stood up. His horse Wing was on the outskirts of the forest. He only had to get the demon there and then he could ride double back to the castle. He had not known the creature was a demon when he had first seen him. Perhaps his father would mistake him for a mythical as well.

 

“Follow me, we're going home.”

 

Heero turned and started walking. The demon would have to obey the order, it was one of the effects on the bond. No footsteps came behind the prince and when he turned he saw that the demon was still on the ground though he was trying to stand.

 

“What the hells wrong with me? What did you do? Why is my body trying to get up when I don't it want to?”

 

“It's the bond your under. You will have to obey my orders from now on.”

 

“Like hell I will! You monster. Whatever your doing you had better stop it. I will defend myself if I have to.”

 

“I will not stop, and you can not harm me. Your spirit, your very core is now in my control.”

 

The demon gasped collapsing to the ground with a pained mew. His will was gone and his body was to warn out to pull itself up again. “I've heard some pretty horrible things about humans but I didn't know they were in to torture.”

 

“I am not. It shouldn't be hurting you. Rest, if you can't even stand then there's no way you'll be able to reach my horse.”

 

The demon growled as he lay back. He clearly did not like the situation he was now in. Heero certainly couldn't blame him. A life where your own body didn't obey you had to be horrible.

 

Heero had never had anyone else that he could rely on but himself. He couldn't imagine being controlled like that. `I can rely on him now. He can't go against me even if he wanted to.' Heero looked down at the creature lying on the ground shaking with pain and fatigue. The demon would be forced to spend the rest of his life serving Heero. The prince had taken away this creatures freedom, and robed him of whatever life he had.

 

`Just why the hell would I care? I knew that the bonded where slaves. It never bothered me before.'

 

Heero couldn't change his mind now. The bond was breakable only by death. He would have to make this experience as tolerable as possible. Heero knelt and took the demon in his arms picking him up.

 

“What are you doing?” The creature wiggled in Heero's grasp trying to escape, his wings flapping slightly. His struggle was futile however and just that bit of exertion left him out of breath.

 

“You clearly can't walk so I'm going to carry you.” Heero started back towards Wing, ignoring the wiggling boy in his arms. The demon growled but ceased his struggling, most likely due to exhaustion. He was amazingly weightless in Heero's arms, unnaturally light.

 

“Why is it you weigh so little?”

 

The demon looked up at Heero with sleepy eyes. “Our bones are hollow like a birds. That's how we're able to fly. But our magic makes them much stronger then even human bones.”

 

It made sense, Heero had wondered how those flimsy looking wings could have possibly carried the creature.

 

“What's your name?”

 

The prince looked down surprised by the question, “My name is prince Heero.”

 

“Heero? I guess that will do, it's a bit strange though. My names Duo, Duo Maxwell. I really think you made a mistake here. I'm not a mythical and I sure can't be your `pet' or whatever it is you're trying to make me.”

 

Heero couldn't have agreed more. But he didn't see any other option. “You will have to do. I have already bonded with you, it is to late to pick another. Now tell me about your abilities. I need to know what you are capable of.”

 

Heero waited for an answer but none came. He was about to repeat the question when he realized his burden was snoring softly. The prince gave a rare smile. The creature was strange and down right disobedient. It had no manners and seemed to be as rebellious as the prince himself. Heero prayed they would reach the castle soon. Not only because failure would mean his forfeiting of the throne, but also because he really did not want the demon, no Duo, to be in pain. Heero had never been close to anyone before. But he could see becoming close to Duo. He was not curtain that that mattered now. Duo would surly despise the prince for what he had done. Their relationship was bond to be one of master and slave, weather Heero wanted that or not. `No, that can not be true. I will find some way to befriend this creature. Duo deserves to be happy. I've already taken his freedom, I will not brake his spirit.' But how was Heero, who had never known a touch of kindness going to accomplish this? `I have to try. I have never failed in anything I have set my mind to. This will be no different.' Heero looked down at his new pet. “I will make this work for both of us. I promise.”