Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Terror Unknown Series ❯ Mine ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Ryoko 03, Enigma's Kitten 
He was warned...
Second Place, Dark and Disturbing category
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Psychological / Occult / Mystery / Horror / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.20.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 467 | Visits: 242 | Status: Completed
He was warned...
Second Place, Dark and Disturbing category
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Psychological / Occult / Mystery / Horror / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.20.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 467 | Visits: 242 | Status: Completed
Title: Mine
Series: Gundam Wing
Author: Ryoko 03
Started: July 2001
Status: Complete
Warnings: Death/murder, a bit on the dark side, teeny mention of necrophilia.
I've no clue where the hell this one came from, folks....
~*~*~
MINE
~*~*~
I warned him.
I told him time and time again that he was mine... that no one besides me was
allowed to touch him or talk to him. I told him what I would do if he ever
betrayed me, what would happen if I caught him with another man or, gods forbid,
a woman.
And what did that little bastard do? He fucked Zechs Merquise, that's what he
did.
How do I know? Do you mean aside from the fact that I caught them together?
True, they were fully clothed at the time, but one does not kiss a mere friend
that way. I don't think either one came up for air; I slipped away quietly
before they even noticed I was there.
I waited for him, waited for hours for him to return. When he did, his usually
immaculate hair was a mess and *his* scent clung to the boy.
I told him that I would kill him if I ever caught him cheating on me.
He barely got through the door when I grabbed him, slammed him against the wall
and demanded to know who the hell he thought he was. He stammered out a dozen
excuses, all of them lies: that it was all a misunderstanding, that he was
working on a special assignment for Merquise, that they were simply colleagues
and nothing more.
I saw that kiss with my own eyes, there was no way in hell I was going to listen
to his lies.
I don't know just when I wrapped my hands around his throat, just as I'm not
sure when he started clawing at them in an attempt to free himself. I only know
that one moment he was making lame-ass excuses, and the next his hands dropped
back to his sides and he stopped breathing.
Damn it all, but he's even beautiful in death. I cannot resist the urge to
claim him as my own one final time. There is no physical response, of course,
but his body still belongs to me, dead or alive. And after I mark him as mine
once more, I take him far from the base and dump his slender form into a frozen
lake. I seriously doubt that he will be found before the spring thaw.
I warned him, my dear Mueller. Too damned bad he didn't listen.
~*~*~
OWARI
~*~*~
FYI for those who wondered, the narrator was Alex. And I'm seriously trying to
write a nice, *sweet* Alex/Mueller fic, but Karanya (a.k.a. evil twisted bitch-muse)
demanded that I get this one out first.
Series: Gundam Wing
Author: Ryoko 03
Started: July 2001
Status: Complete
Warnings: Death/murder, a bit on the dark side, teeny mention of necrophilia.
I've no clue where the hell this one came from, folks....
~*~*~
MINE
~*~*~
I warned him.
I told him time and time again that he was mine... that no one besides me was
allowed to touch him or talk to him. I told him what I would do if he ever
betrayed me, what would happen if I caught him with another man or, gods forbid,
a woman.
And what did that little bastard do? He fucked Zechs Merquise, that's what he
did.
How do I know? Do you mean aside from the fact that I caught them together?
True, they were fully clothed at the time, but one does not kiss a mere friend
that way. I don't think either one came up for air; I slipped away quietly
before they even noticed I was there.
I waited for him, waited for hours for him to return. When he did, his usually
immaculate hair was a mess and *his* scent clung to the boy.
I told him that I would kill him if I ever caught him cheating on me.
He barely got through the door when I grabbed him, slammed him against the wall
and demanded to know who the hell he thought he was. He stammered out a dozen
excuses, all of them lies: that it was all a misunderstanding, that he was
working on a special assignment for Merquise, that they were simply colleagues
and nothing more.
I saw that kiss with my own eyes, there was no way in hell I was going to listen
to his lies.
I don't know just when I wrapped my hands around his throat, just as I'm not
sure when he started clawing at them in an attempt to free himself. I only know
that one moment he was making lame-ass excuses, and the next his hands dropped
back to his sides and he stopped breathing.
Damn it all, but he's even beautiful in death. I cannot resist the urge to
claim him as my own one final time. There is no physical response, of course,
but his body still belongs to me, dead or alive. And after I mark him as mine
once more, I take him far from the base and dump his slender form into a frozen
lake. I seriously doubt that he will be found before the spring thaw.
I warned him, my dear Mueller. Too damned bad he didn't listen.
~*~*~
OWARI
~*~*~
FYI for those who wondered, the narrator was Alex. And I'm seriously trying to
write a nice, *sweet* Alex/Mueller fic, but Karanya (a.k.a. evil twisted bitch-muse)
demanded that I get this one out first.