Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Magic Touch ❯ Flashback 1 ( Chapter 7 )

The Magic Touch

Author Notes: Gomen I know that I have been taking too long, but my co-writer was being a pain but I have two chapters put up.

Hey all here is the first flashback chapter so you know where my characters are coming from

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam wing characters or any of the scenes I use from episode zero.

Flashback Chapter 1

~~~~~~Sam's Past~~~~~~

I still remember the day my mom was taken from me. I might have been only four at the time but I remember very thing. At this time my brother, Duo, was six.

It was in the middle of the night when I was awakened by a dream. The dream wasn't all that unpleasant, I don't remember it being so, but I woke up with a start none the less.

I went into my mom's room to find comfort; I usually do when this happens. I didn't have a Dad; Mom said he went away long ago. When I opened her door she wasn't there, Mom was always in her room, when I saw this I got worried.

"Duo," I whispered when I got to his door. I knocked; when I got no answer I walked in. "Duo" I said I little louder.

"What?" He asked a bit grumpy.

I walked up to his bedside. His face was down in the flat pillow. The hair that he wouldn't let our mom cut for a long time was almost down to his shoulders.

"I ca't fin mommy." I said almost in tears.

"You have nother dream?" He asked now sitting up right looking at me with concern. I nodded climbing up onto the bed when Duo invited me up.

"Mom probably in bathroom. We find her in morning."

"`Nite Duo" And I was soon asleep, but I still had an uneasy feeling. I felt Duo lay beside me and fall asleep also.

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The next morning, when I woke up, I saw Duo crying for the first time ever. He was in the hall way when I saw him. I walked up to him and pulled him into a hug until he stopped.

"What `appen Duo" He looked at me with sad watery blue eyes.

"Mommy not alive…*sniff, sniff*…no more." He started to cry again and I cried too.

Duo always had a thing about lying, but like four year old I was crying hard at the harsh news. At this time Duo wrapped his own arms around me and started to soothingly rub my back.

"I'm sorry," he started to apologize wiping his own tears away, "shouldn't of said like that."

I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked at him.

"No Duo, you should never lie; no matter what." I reassured him.

After a few minutes more, Duo and I got up from the spot in the hall way. We went down the stairs. Duo tried to advert me from seeing mom the way he had, but it didn't help. At the sight I started to tear up again.

We went into the kitchen and started to pack some food and water. Duo knew that the soldiers, that's who he thought did this, would be back sometime and we had to leave here soon. So we also packed a small sum of money because we wouldn't be able to come back.

Duo told me to stay where I was while he went upstairs to get a blanket.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared, in fact I was terrified. I didn't know what we were going to do now.

I looked out the window I saw a couple of soldiers down the street.

"Duo!" I cried. He came down as soon as I called; he had gotten changed and picked out my favourite out fit for me to change into. I pointed out the window; Duo passed me my clothes and told me to go change in the bathroom.

He finished packing and he shouldered the small bag as I came out. The soldiers I saw were closer; we had to leave now, before it was too late.

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We ran for hours, ducking in between cars and alleys. Soon it became nightfall; although we lived on a colony, the process from daylight to nightfall seems almost natural.

Duo dragged me down one last alley and he looked around it. There was a tall wood fence splitting the alley between the two streets. I walked up to the fence with duo. There was a good spot for us to sleep between that fence and a garbage can; well as good as it's going to get anyways. In the morning we would move again.

We sat down in that spot. Dou gave me a couple of oatmeal cookies for our dinner.

"We hav ta save the food, for long as possible." He told me and I nodded in agreement.

After `dinner' we toke out the blanket and fell asleep.

That was our first night on the street and it was the scariest thing I had to do.

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We spent about a year on the streets just trying to survive. During this time we meet up with a group of kids about our age. We made friends pretty easily; now we take care of each other. We had lost our blanket after several months of being on the streets, our supplies hadn't lasted much longer than that either.

The leader of the group is named Solo. Dou and he became best friends very quickly.

I was one of two girls in the group. Girls never last very long on the streets; most of them were either beaten or raped; if they were lucky they were shot and then didn't have to feel the abuse, but still very few stayed alive for long.

Solo, Duo and another were currently sitting on a sofa inside an old abandoned warehouse building. I was right behind it talking to the only other female in this group, Jane, that's what we call her, while also listening to what my brother was saying.

Duo was talking about raiding a military storage block food and other much needed supplies.

I don't remember much of the raid, only that we all got caught. The biggest one, that I guessed was in charge, was yelling at us. He was talking about us trying to steal stuff from them.

"You kids are lucky that Father Maxwell has agreed to take you all in."

I could feel that Duo was very angry; he was clutching his fists really hard.

"Duo," I whispered softly to him. I was clinging to his arm now trying to get him to calm down.

The next thing that I remember is at the orphanage. Duo was getting cleaned up by the sister. She was trying to cut his hair; her mistake. That's when the Father and I came in. I couldn't hold in the laugh as I walked onto the scene before me.

"Let him keep his hair Helen."

"But Father, it's unsanitary."

"That's alright."

They have been so kind to all of us; the Sister and the Father. Some of the other kids have already found homes and we've only been here for a week.

When I got sent to a family I didn't like it; not at all. Either the family was really mean or really boring. I liked it better at the church, cause when I'm sent away Duo isn't with me. I think that's why he gets sent back; he feels the same way too.

~~~~~~ Nikki's Past~~~~~~~

I lived in a small house in the L3 cluster. I had a mom and a dad but now bothers or sisters. I had my own room, not a very big one but my own.

It's hard not having anyone to talk to. We moved around a lot; so I never made any real friends, since going from place to place left me without hope to even try.

School was the worst; I was very good with my studies, but since I moved around a lot the teachers didn't care much. The other students made fun of me all the time. I never truly understood of what though.

Every time this would happen I would feel like fire; sometimes I actually wished that I could burn them. To hurt them like they hurt me.

~The day my parents were taken from me; I was only 10~

It had been a really long day at yet another new school. I had to go though the embarrassment of having to stand in front of the class for at least the fifth time this year.

At recess, I try to spend it looking though my math and maybe get though one of my novels that I carry with me. But I couldn't pay attention to it this time. I could hear the other girls spread rumours around, although gracious this time around; there seems to be another that got caught in the grasps of being the new student and being in the middle of rumours. It seems that a boy my age was admitted into the other class.

This didn't mean their words hurt any less and I was mad to learn that the other child was being made fun of as well.

I was already really upset once I got off the school bus, again with the torture from the other students. This time from the boys. Once I got inside my house my mom was in the kitchen cooking for dinner.

"Hello honey. Glad to see you back from school so early."

I'm not usually home this early because I usually got myself into fist fights at the other schools I been to.

"How was school?" My mom asked almost too cheerful.

"It was…the usual." I could see her frown a little.

"Your dad won't be back till later Nikki. We do have to move again most likely." Mom sighed.

"We just got here, why do we have to move again?" I asked my mother. "Why do we always have to move around?" I wanted to stay to see if I could take to that boy that everyone was making fun of today. I only was able to glance at him.

"Awe, Honey." Mom wrapped me in a hug. "You know that it's just your daddy's job that keeps us moving around."

"I know…" `I just don't want to move anymore.'

That night I went to sleep upset over everything that is happening.

I don't know what happened but when I awoke it was about mid afternoon. I know that my parents wouldn't allow me to over sleep though moving or school. I also felt very sore; but I don't know how or why.

I opened my eyes, I could hear many children. I looked to my side and saw a woman. Young; younger then my own mother at least, I guess she was the one taking care of me now.

"Hey there sweetie," The lady's voice was sweet; her bright green eyes were disalarming, "its okay, you were in a in a fire accident a few days ago. You're at Breanne Lynn's orphanage right now."

(A/N: Moral: it's never good to bed upset. This is true although the price wouldn't be as high.)

`Orphanage? Where's mom and dad?"

"M…mom…Mommy?" I started to get tears in my eyes, hey I was only ten.

"I'm sorry," The lady said growing very sad. "You were the only one that survived the accident. Quite a miracle it was." Then she tried to smile.

I just laid there staring up at the ceiling I didn't even hear her excuse herself. I was trapped in my own thoughts.

`Mommy gone?' I know that it had been fire I could still feel it. I don't know how; but I would come to understand this later on.

Time past as I lived at this orphanage, my physical wounds have healed; though I don't think that my emotional ones will.

I have grown to like it there, although only been here a few months. I found another like me, she transferred in.

We don't talk to each other much, but we are the best of friends despite this.

I have learned that her name is Krisi; she had transferred from one of the other colonies.

A few weeks after Krisi transferred in we got sent to another orphanage. This one is on L2; it's the Maxwell Church. Ours is too full so we were sent there. I hope that it won't be so bad there.

~~~~~~Krisi's Past~~~~~~~

I have always known about my powers; rather since I could walk and talk I knew of them.

My mother told me of them as soon as she thought that I would understand. Since then she had taught me how to control it; mostly though meditation.

At this time I was residing in the L5 cluster. Life was pretty much peaceful here. There are the few normal disturbances, but that was all.

I guess I should tell you a bit about myself. I was age 10 at this point and I have being going to school.

As I said be for I do meditate. Like most young children on this colony I am studying martial arts.

I am always set aside from the other kids. I used to have a lot of friends once, but that was ended after an accident. I was blamed for it, I didn't know why then but my mom did tell me afterwards.

This was day, at age 6, that I learned of my powers. It happened when we were playing with one of the old radios. When I got to touch the object sparks flew, one of the sparks hit one of my closest friends.

That was how I lost them and now I don't talk to very many people because of what they may think of me.

The day my parents died is a day that I will never forget. I was only 10 when it happened. OZ came to my town; they destroyed everything there.

For some reason I was the only one that survived from my family. When the authorities found me they quickly placed me in to an orphanage.

It was the Breanne Lynn orphanage. Why they would send me all they way over there I would never know.

Once I got there I was placed into a room with another girl my age, 10. She looked badly injured. She never spoken to me; I wonder if her story is like mine.

I few more weeks pasted and we became friends. I learned that her name is Nikki and that we both are very quite people. I have the strangest feeling that the quite wont last.

It was then when I found out that we would be transferred to another orphanage on L2. I thought that it is because this one got too full.

Oh, well I wonder what it would be like there.

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