Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Rememberance ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Title: Rememberance
Pairings: 6x9, 13x9
Chapter 1
Warnings: AU vampire fic with Angst & Sap (lemon in the future)
Author: Sarah-sensei


<<text>> = Memory
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I would like to tell you story. A story about my mortal life and all the pain and suffering I have endured. What do I mean by mortal life, you ask? Well, let me tell you. My name is Lucrezia Merquise and I am a vampire. I will always and forever be 22 years of age. I was born into darkness, as some may call it, in the late fall of AC 083. However, I don't want to start there. I would like tostart from the beginning. This is where all of my troubles began.

I was born to a wealthy family as Lucrezia Noin on the 16th of June in AC 061. My father, Maurice Noin, owned the greatest law firm to ever come out of the Sanq Kingdom. My father was so into his business that he never had time for my three older brothers and me. I had no mother growing up as a child. She died suddenly after giving birth to me. My brothers, Duo, Quatre, and Trowa blamed me for my mother's death.

"Mother would still be a live if it wasn't for you, Lucrezia." Duo would taunt.

"You were too much for mother to handle. You should be ashamed." Trowa would mention.

"It should have been you that died Lucrezia, not mother." Quatre would insist.

Since my brothers and I had no mother, we were taken care of by a nanny name Sally Po. She was a young girl of 19 with sandy brown hair and blue eyes. She took a strong liking to me and always
protect me from my brothers. It made me happy when she protected me from my brothers' taunts. She was my best and the only friend I had in the world.

One day when I was about eight-years-old, I went looking for Sally to play with and found that she was not here. I searched the entire house looking for her, but found no trace of her. I ran into my brothers and they told me that she was sent away.

"Gone?" I squealed.

"That's right Lucrezia, father sent her away." Trowa beamed at me with a smirk on his face.

"No more hiding behind Sally for you." Quatre and Duo both chimed in unison.

I couldn't believe this. I refused to believe them. My father wouldn't send Sally away. He wouldn't do that to me. I ran to my father's study to find the out the truth. Maybe, she was
at the market or out running for him.

"Papa, where's Sally."

"I sent her away. We have no use for her anymore, Lucrezia." He said to me while working on the paperwork that had piled in front of him on his desk.

"WHAT? Why?" I asked. Tears had started to form in my eyes.

"Our budget is getting too tight and I can not use her anymore. You'll just have to deal with it." He stated. My father continued at his work, not really paying much attention to me as I started sobbing.

"But she is my only friend. Please Papa. Bring her back. I can't deal with not having her here. Please, please bring her back." I begged.

He looked up from his work and stared at me with anger in his eyes.

"Enough Lucrezia. I don't want to hear another word about this. She is gone and that is final. Do you hear me?" Each word my father shouted back to me struck my sobbing heart like sharp knives. Gone. She was gone. Sally was really gone and was never coming back. I covered my face with my hands.

"No!" I finally broke down and started baling.

"GET TO YOUR ROOM, NOW!"

I ran from his study straight to my room and slammed the door. Duo, Quatre, and Trowa gave each other smiles of victory. I sat in my room and cried for days.

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Several weeks later, I sat at my windowsill and stared down at the street below me. I had finally stopped crying only days earlier. On the outside I wasn't crying, but on the inside I was still torn apart. I sat there and stared into nothingness. My thoughts were wandering. I kept replaying a moment from my once happy childhood with Sally over and over in my head.

<<Laughter. The sound of a child laughing can be heard. She is sitting on a swing being pushed into the air. She has on a deep blue summer dress to match the long raven hair flowing behind her. The child's sapphire eyes are squealing with delight as she is pushed higher. A young woman stands behind the little girl, pushing her into the air. Her sandy-brown hair blows slightly each time the child swings by.

"Higher Sally, higher."

"Alright, Luci." The little girl laughs louder as the woman pushers her higher.>>

The memory fades to the back of my mind and I am back in my room staring at the street once again. I then relies that I was staring at a man. He stands there from the street and stares back up to me. I tried to look away, but I felt myself wanting to stare at him even more.

He was a very hansom man. Dressed in a black evening suit, he wore his long platinum blonde hair pulled back. His gorgeous ocean-blue eyes gazed up into my sapphire eyes. It felt like this man was searching my soul for something. He was search for a source to my pain.

As he gazed more into my eyes, he kept searching, searching for the answers he was looking for. I felt very calm and at peace as he did this, like I was in some sort of trance. We stared into each other's eyes for an eternity, before he suddenly turned and walked away.

I was alone again with my pain. A pain that I was never to escape from. I grabbed my head as the taunting, the teasing, and the blame rushed back to me. I started crying. Crying for Sally. Crying for my dead mother. Crying for him. Crying for my sanity.