Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Dare ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

By: Seth99

The Dare

Seth

Warnings: language, violence, probably OOC, AU-ish, disturbing

Genre: supernatural, psychological, angst probably

Pairings: none

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: Don't own don't sue

Note: This is my first fic and to tell the truth I would like to hear what you think about it. Knowing myself it will be disturbing in one way or another so don't expect a happy thing out of this.

Part 1

“This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard…” Wufei got out of the car leaning against it while he waited for the others to do the same.

“Well I didn't hear you objecting oh mighty Chang.” Duo mocked closing the back door with more force than needed.

“Would you stop?” Quatre sighed exasperated walking around with Trowa to stand beside the two.

With a light beep and click Heero locked the vehicle strolling over to shine his flashlight in the Americans face just as he was about to protest. “Shut it Duo you're both at fault. Neither of you protested” He said in a flat tone looking pointedly at the black haired teen as well. That did work, though the Japanese youth suspected only for maybe a few minutes. At least in Duo's case.

Flashing the light around his eyes scanned the area until they spotted a wide, clear looking footpath winding straight into the woods. It appeared to be used quite often judging by the lack of undergrowth lining the dirt road. The group of five started down the track Heero always keeping to the front with the light so they would see where they're going. The pale blue of the moon only lit the very top of the huge old trees, mostly unable to penetrate through the interlocking crowns. A soft breeze brought welcomed freshness into the humidity of the summer night carrying the chirping and soft buzz of insects away.

“Look, I know it wasn't the brightest of ideas to get into a dare with Jason.” Duo exclaimed throwing his arms in the air before they dropped with a soft thud against his side. “Especially about finding some godforsaken haunted house GOD only knows where but we didn't actually agree to this ya know.”

There it went. Motor mouth Maxwell at it again. Heero fought the urge to roll his eyes and tell the baka to shut up. Trowa just glared at the Americans back. Quatre had to fight the urge to laugh out at the boys incapability to be quiet for more than two minutes. Chang had to refrain from whacking him, or himself for that matter for not stopping Duo in doing above deed because this made him an accomplice.

“But hey, what's the worse that can happen?” he shrugged nonchalantly continuing in a cheerful tone. “Besides, all freshmen end up doing this…well the ones that get labeled as `cool' do. Besides, no one died of it as of yet right? So why worry?”

Quatre couldn't help it anymore, he giggled. “I think you're the one worrying the most Duo.”

“All I'm worried about is getting soaked before we get there.” Trowa stated dryly pocketing his hands.

“What?” the braided teen rose a brow at the tallest of the group.

Wufei pointed up towards a small spot of the night sky between the branches above. “Clouds…and the wind is picking up.”

“Ugh…damn I didn't even notice…” Duo muttered in a grave tone, not really in the mood to wander around wet to the bone.

“You would have if you would use something else instead of your mouth for once.” Heero replied not turning around.

“Like what? My tongue?” Duo grinned evily wiggling his brows at the Japanese boy.

“So how far is this place supposed to be?” the blond interrupted pulling his light jacket closer to his body.

“Not sure Jason said it should be at the end of this path.” the braided youth snorted zipping up the red sweater he wore. The wind was starting to get chilly which meant the weather forecast didn't look good for the night, despite of what the weatherman said on TV.

“Line up.” the Japanese in front called back.

“Wha…” Duo was about to ask “think you're in the army Yuy?' when looking ahead they saw the path thin. “Great.”

With the brown haired teen still leading the way followed by Duo, Wufei, Quatre and Trowa they trugged along in silence. The light at the front cast uneven shadows around them from the tree trunks, forms seemingly moving in the undergrowth and between the thick branches heavy with leaves. The soft breeze had turned into a chilly wind by than making them hold the jackets and warm sweaters closer to their forms in a futile effort to keep the cold outside.

They had to watch their step now as the way got more and more occupied by underwood, roots sticking out of the ground and branches hanging from above and stretching into the path from the sides. The buzzing of the bugs seemed to come from farther away, barely audible as the wind rushed through between trees, sometimes howling.

“I sincerely hope there's something there and we're close now.” Wufei muttered looking around.

“Wanna see ghosts?” Duo chirped in a falsely happy tone.

“Ghosts. Right. I was thinking about shelter Maxwell.” he raised a brow at the other's back.

“Wouldn't be bad.” Quatre mumbled looking intently at the ground in order to prevent himself from tripping. The farther one stood from the lead with the light, the harder it became to see where one stepped.

“Seeing that no one has informed us how far exactly the thing should be, I doubt…” Heero began, his words coming to an abrupt halt along with his legs. Head bent Duo ran straight into him nearly toppling over, followed by the others doing the same.

“The hell Heero?!” he wailed regaining his balance. His eyes were pointed ahead following the leaders arm and finally finger to look at a large clearing just in front of them.

“What's wrong?” came the small blonds voice from the back.

“A clearing.” Duo shot back as they began filing out of the narrow path onto the wide space surrounded by wood.

Heero shone the light around. It was really big, or the flashlight just too weak because he couldn't get it into the farther parts of the clearing without walking too far from the group and he didn't want to do that seeing that he was the only person with any sort of light. Brows knitted tightly together he shone it onto the way they came holding it there for several moments.

Trowa caught the contemplating look. “Something wrong?” he stood beside the boy looking the same way Heero was.

“Hn.” was all the reply he got at first but just as he thought it was all the Japanese would say he continued. “Why haven't I noticed this before? There's no bend in the road here that could keep it out of sight.”

“You were looking at your feet too.” Trowa just shrugged “It's not daytime you could've missed it easily.”

“Unlikely…” he muttered under his breath.

“But possible.” the taller looked at him with one visible eye sideways. Though he knew that Heero of all people missing a huge clearing ahead of a straight road was very unlikely he dismissed it as a rare flaw.

“True…” the boy mussed turning back to the others, more precisely Duo Maxwell. “Jason didn't happen to say anything about a clearing did he?” it was more of a statement than a question actually.

“Uhh…” Duo spun around to look at him. “No, not really…but Jason's an idiot.” he shrugged when a flash of lightning illuminated the belly of the approaching dark clouds far away, followed by a roar of thunder.

Five set of eyes immediately shot up glaring daggers at the storm coming up. “Hn.” Heero tipped the flashlight to his shoulder. “If that” he pointed it to the nasty sky “gets here before we find some sort of shelter and I end up soaking wet, I will personally disassemble that idiot, limb from limb along with you Maxwell.”

Duo's eyes widened in mock surprise. “Heero, GOSH!” he clutched at his heart theatrically “You do realize that's the longest you've talked at once in your life right?!” he exclaimed earning a chuckle from Quatre and a murderous glare from the subject.