Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Silent Hope. ❯ Silent Hope. ( One-Shot )
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By: Dark Shinigami 
Fourth story to my Gundam POV fictions. Featureing the take from Heavyarms.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Mecha | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.19.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 573 | Visits: 522 | Status: Completed
Fourth story to my Gundam POV fictions. Featureing the take from Heavyarms.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Mecha | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.19.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 573 | Visits: 522 | Status: Completed
Silent Hope.
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Gundam Wing Fiction by:
Dark Shinigami/
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The normal blah blah disclaimer. I obviousely don't own the Wing Guys (duh) and this is no way in Company with Bandi.Sunrise or any of them. I'm just borrowing the guys for the time being and will return them safely. So please don't sue me. All my money goes to buying your stuff anyway. :3.
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* We chose silence. it's our best weapon. Both of us are made for this Somehow crossing paths along the way. Destined to be in each others solitary company.*
* he dose'ent need to ask me what he needs to know. The answer comes in due time, one only needs to listen and it will be there. So much time is spent on useless words. It was words that got us to where we are. * * just because we do not go about with brave bravado dose not mean that we are weak and defenceless. There is strength in those that are quiet, this we have in spades. He have unimaginable strength though me, but with it the maturity to know the responsablity of it. Rashness gets you killed. Something mine has been taught and witnessed since he could remember.*
*Profoundness and deep intellect seemed to be a great asset to him. Remains hidden. only letting those know what he wants them to know. The need and the desire to have the answers, yet he wanders...not knowing his own past or really..who he is. I don't need to know. I'm his silent partner, and in such trust him. Going into battles...into uncertainty, not knowing if it will be the final one...the day when the silence and all that is held inside..is broken.* * I'm a fortress of my own, some great lumbering fortress that roams across the land scape, crushing those that stand in the way and threaten the peace that he deserves. Yet ours is not a personal goal. The strength is shared to protect the others. I know they count on us to be there shield. with the ablitys in mine. I know we will not let them down.*
*Times when mine is alone...lost in his past time of thought, I wonder what he thinks about, what past dose he devise for himself? what dreams dose he dream?. His silence even with holds from me. Only he knows.*
*The battles to us are not something thats exhilerateing or in a sense exciteing. It's a means, a thing that we must finish to move forward. A task and nothing more. Knowing that the day will come when the tasks will be finished and my silence rewarded, as I will with my companions, find our final rest. Knowing that mine..will have some place to finally stay. A place where he will not have to clutch so tightly to his silence and inner solidarity. Where he can be himself, express those feelings and ideas.*
*when it's all finished. I find myself standing in wait again. long the others as silent as me. Silence is golden. I watch mine going away...leaveing the rest, going his own way looking back to me once..nothing needing to be said before going out of sight.* * I'm his strength, his voice given form, the one he can depend on. I am The Gundam Heavyarms.*
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Gundam Wing Fiction by:
Dark Shinigami/
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The normal blah blah disclaimer. I obviousely don't own the Wing Guys (duh) and this is no way in Company with Bandi.Sunrise or any of them. I'm just borrowing the guys for the time being and will return them safely. So please don't sue me. All my money goes to buying your stuff anyway. :3.
************************************************************************ ***
* We chose silence. it's our best weapon. Both of us are made for this Somehow crossing paths along the way. Destined to be in each others solitary company.*
* he dose'ent need to ask me what he needs to know. The answer comes in due time, one only needs to listen and it will be there. So much time is spent on useless words. It was words that got us to where we are. * * just because we do not go about with brave bravado dose not mean that we are weak and defenceless. There is strength in those that are quiet, this we have in spades. He have unimaginable strength though me, but with it the maturity to know the responsablity of it. Rashness gets you killed. Something mine has been taught and witnessed since he could remember.*
*Profoundness and deep intellect seemed to be a great asset to him. Remains hidden. only letting those know what he wants them to know. The need and the desire to have the answers, yet he wanders...not knowing his own past or really..who he is. I don't need to know. I'm his silent partner, and in such trust him. Going into battles...into uncertainty, not knowing if it will be the final one...the day when the silence and all that is held inside..is broken.* * I'm a fortress of my own, some great lumbering fortress that roams across the land scape, crushing those that stand in the way and threaten the peace that he deserves. Yet ours is not a personal goal. The strength is shared to protect the others. I know they count on us to be there shield. with the ablitys in mine. I know we will not let them down.*
*Times when mine is alone...lost in his past time of thought, I wonder what he thinks about, what past dose he devise for himself? what dreams dose he dream?. His silence even with holds from me. Only he knows.*
*The battles to us are not something thats exhilerateing or in a sense exciteing. It's a means, a thing that we must finish to move forward. A task and nothing more. Knowing that the day will come when the tasks will be finished and my silence rewarded, as I will with my companions, find our final rest. Knowing that mine..will have some place to finally stay. A place where he will not have to clutch so tightly to his silence and inner solidarity. Where he can be himself, express those feelings and ideas.*
*when it's all finished. I find myself standing in wait again. long the others as silent as me. Silence is golden. I watch mine going away...leaveing the rest, going his own way looking back to me once..nothing needing to be said before going out of sight.* * I'm his strength, his voice given form, the one he can depend on. I am The Gundam Heavyarms.*