Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Plight of the Unicorn ❯ Chapter Ten ( Chapter 10 )

Plight of the Unicorn

Chapter 10

The crisp morning breeze gently stirred the branches and leaves of the great forest, chilling the air. Several paws crunched the fallen twigs as the two creatures made their way through the familiar landscape. Deep brown eyes scanned the perimeter, their noses flaring as they inspected the many smells of the woods. One of the large canines howled, the other following suit with his own calls.

"What is it? I know you found something interesting. Or else you wouldn't have dragged me out here this early," a lone figure responded from behind them.

Both wolves glanced back at the human, before proceeding forward. The tall brunette sighed, emerald green eyes looking at them softly. He'd had the two canines ever since they were months old, their mother having been killed by a cruel hunter. He had cared for them their whole lives, becoming like a parent to them. Now he couldn't leave them alone. If he went back to the house he lived in with his sister in town, the two wolves would come as well. The brunette knew the neighbors were scared of the animals but they had never hurt anyone in their entire existence.

He took a deep breath of the fresh air, enjoying the quiet of both mind and body. Here he could escape the constant noises that usually filled his head. As a child his gift had started out innocently enough. Occasionally he would hear a random thought in his mind that wasn't his own. His parents passed it off as an imaginary friend at the time, unwilling to believe that their son was different. His sister was more willing to believe but still wasn't positive of what the voices meant. This all changed one rainy day on his 12th birthday. His parents were on their way to get their youngest child his birthday cake when they were attacked by a group of thieves. Young Trowa had heard his parents' cries of pain as they were robbed and stripped of their lives. The attackers wild snarls and negative thoughts were shoved into his brain as well as hundreds of other random thoughts as the floodgates of his mind were opened fully for the first time. The young pre-teen was in a coma for two weeks before he woke up and unable to function until he received help from an older man who was also telepathic. He taught the child everything he needed to know about his special gift and how to block the countless thoughts that people projected.

Trowa frowned when the wolves suddenly took off in front of him, howling loudly in unison. `I guess they found what they were looking for.' The brunette's pace increased as he struggled to catch up with the animals. `It can't be another human being. I would have felt their thoughts if it were.' One of the main reasons the green eyed young man stayed out in a small cabin in the woods was to get away from the minds of others. Although he could block out most individuals, sometimes when he was tired or sick his shields would be harder to keep up. During times like that he would tell Kathy he was leaving for a few days, take his two wolves, and head off to small place in the middle of nowhere to clear his head.

He gasped in surprise when he came finally reached the creatures. A small figure lay unconscious on the ground. Slender limbs shivered from the cold, a brown bag on the ground beside him. `This is not good.' The telepath kneeled down, checking the male for a pulse. He sighed in relief when he found one, noting the soft and steady breathing that came from pale lips. Eyes raked over the figure, taking in the golden blonde hair and small frame. `I've never seen anyone quite like him before.' He scooped the teen up, patting each wolf on the head in thanks.

"Good work you two. You've saved this boy's life," Trowa exclaimed and with that said began the trek back to his cabin.

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The first thing he became aware of was the warm feeling that seeped through his entire body. He was no longer shaking because of the cold. With returned heat however came many questions. `Where am I? How did I end up here? Is there someone else with me?'

He froze when he heard a faint chuckle. Bright blue eyes opened up, focusing on the only other figure in the room. He glanced at the lanky individual, noting the chocolate brown hair that fell across his face, hiding one eye. The orb that was visible was a vibrant emerald green.

"Quite a lot of questions there little one," the standing figure remarked.

The blonde blinked, sapphire eyes gazing at the other in curiosity. "How did you know what I was thinking?"

"Forgive me. I probably should start at the beginning. My name is Trowa. I found you in the woods out cold and brought you back to my place. I knew your thoughts because I happen to be a telepath. I try not to read people's thoughts but you were projecting so loudly I couldn't help but hear."

"Telepath?" the blonde questioned quietly. His facial expressions suddenly shifted in silent recognition. `Duo was looking for a telepath! They needed one for the spell to change Heero.' With those unspoken words the harsh reality of what had transpired the day before swooped down on the teen.

//`Damn it, Quatre. If you can't protect yourself hide and let the ones who can do it!'

`I'm at my wits end here! The boy is useless. I've gone through three sorcerers and he still hasn't learned a bit of magic. That wouldn't be a problem in itself, but he's just not good at anything. He can't do metalwork or wood work. He can barely ride a pony let alone a charger! And even if he could, the boy refuses to fight!'

`I'm sorry, Sir. I tried by your son is just impossible to teach. He can't even get a single spark of fire to burst from his fingers.'

`Well I can't teach him. Frankly I don't think he wants to learn. You'll be lucky if you can get him to do anything right.'

`Useless! Worthless! Pitiful!' //

"Stop!" The brunette exclaimed loudly, tightly gripping the blonde's shoulders in his hands. Quatre's gaze took in the pained expression on the telepath's face.

"Oh no… I'm so sorry. I didn't mean too," the blonde swore honestly. He lowered his head, staring at his lap. "I should leave. I thank you for helping me but if I stay here I'll just end up causing you more pain."

Trowa sighed as he released his hold on the blonde, rubbing his temple in a circular motion. `I should let him leave. I came here for peace, not to have more thoughts to have to worry about blocking. His thoughts are so negative, they definitely will bother me.' With every minus against the blonde however his heart refused to listen. `No one should harbor that much hate for their own being. He's been so hurt by the world. He needs to have someone show him that he is worthy of life.'

"You don't need to leave. I know you don't have anywhere to go. Stay here with me," Trowa stated.

The blonde's eyes widened in wonderment. "Are you sure? I wouldn't want to impose on you and I might accidentally hurt you with my thoughts."

"Its just me and those two here," the brunette remarked, indicating the two wolves who were sound asleep in front of the bed, "you wouldn't be imposing. And you don't have to worry about me. I can block most thoughts. I wasn't prepared before and that's why your thoughts affected me so much. I'm make sure to guard myself in the future."

The smaller figure still looked unconvinced, causing Trowa to step forward. He sat down beside the blonde, taking a slender hand in his.

"There are so many negative thoughts in there. So much hate swirls inside you. You need to be shown that you are important. That you can do something right. Let me help you, Quatre."

"How did you know my… Oh wait that's a silly question," the blonde exclaimed shyly. `I'm tired of hating myself. I should let him help me.'

"Listen to those thoughts," Trowa remarked.

Quatre laughed, shaking his head. "I'll have to get used to this. You're right though. Help me, Trowa."

The brunette nodded. "I'll try and behave little one. Its almost impossible to block someone when I'm touching them."

The blonde blushed when he realized they were still holding hands. He timidly slid his hand away, using it to pull the blanket tightly around himself. The taller individual allowed a smile to grace his lips before he rose.

"I have some soup made up for you shimmering on the stove. I'll get you some," the brunette stated.

"Thank you," Quatre murmured as he watched the other leave the room.

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"I can't believe this is happening," the sorcerer exclaimed, fists clenched in rage. He wanted to punch something, or at least a specific magical creature so badly. "Why Heero why?"

<I'm sorry ok? I didn't think the boy would run off after some insult. I was mad. It was his fault you were hurt. If he can't fight he should have been hiding or at least out of the way.> the unicorn snapped.

"There wasn't time for him to hide. You know the attack was a total surprise. It was not Quatre's fault! You have to understand this Heero," the chestnut haired individual pointed out.

<You're right. I was mad, I wasn't thinking straight. I should have apologized but I was so busy focusing on you that I didn't have time.>

"Enough you two. Duo if you don't stop fidgeting I can't help you. Stay still," Wufei ordered. The older figure sighed as he rinsed out a wet rag into a basin of water before once again cleansing his brother's injured back. Several nasty wounds littered the sorcerer's skin, marked by the men who had attacked him. The Chinese young man was working on riding his body of the blood from several gashes he had received. After the body was thoroughly cleaned Zechs could then proceed to heal the injuries.
"You know I can just heal myself right? Its easier for me to accomplish then Zechs," the brunette remarked.

"I know Duo but you're the injured one. Healing yourself will just tire you out even more," Wufei's boyfriend stated. The blonde had stood off to the corner silently for the last twenty minutes as Heero and Duo had fought back and forth about the missing boy. He knew it was wrong but couldn't help but smile at the action, not because of the content but rather the fact that Heero was currently outside with his head sticking into the window during the whole conversation. `Good thing our room doesn't face the main road. It would be very hard to explain to people why there is a horse's head sticking in the room.'

The sorcerer sighed in frustration. "Fine, but try and make it quick. We need to go searching for Quatre. He couldn't have gotten too far."

"I don't think so Duo. You need to relax and take it easy. After I heal you Wufei and I will go look for him. Heero can help to. You will stay here and get some sleep. Do you understand?" Zechs asked sternly.

"I need to help too! I'm the one whose suppose to be taking care of Quatre," Duo expressed.

"You can help look tomorrow. I agree with him. You need to stay here and rest. Right Heero?" Wufei added.

The unicorn nodded in agreement. Violet eyes glared at them all but knew that he would never win against them.

"Fine, but please find him. I'm worried about him," Duo exclaimed.

"I know. We're worried as well," Zechs added softly.

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TBC…