Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Perfect Killer ❯ Mirror, Mirror On The Wall ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Mistress_Sanada 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.08.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 843 | Visits: 357 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.08.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 843 | Visits: 357 | Status: Completed
Ch 2.BY THE AMATEUR
Heero looked at the mirror and wondered who was staring back at him.
The reflection was odd, really. It was barely a man... cold-looking, aloof, uncaring, detached
and with the eyes of a soul that seemed to have seen too much. He was confused as to when he had
transformed into this person. For the longest time, he had denied himself of his metamorphisis. He
could not believe that he could be this monster.
But experience had taught him differently. He knew what people thought of him and they were
right, of course. His victims were an example of this. Their eyes always betrayed a sense of
hatred towards him just before the moment he pulled the trigger. Sometimes, he could not help
but share their passionate hatred. He never really liked himself after his first kill and did not
expect anyone else to like him either.
Jill was different.
She was afraid, yes...like the rest but Heero was sure that she did not hate him. In fact, he
betted that she actually thought of him as a friend. This fact made him a bit hesitant to kill
her; it reawakened his emotions after years of dormancy. He begin to wonder if he could have
cared for her if he did not have to kill. He figured that Jill was someone that he could have
loved if he could....as if there was such a thing as love.
Heero toyed with the word 'love' in his mind. He spelled it, twisted it, bended it, pictured
it, imagined it, and made it his own. It was still something unfamiliar and alien to him. He wished
he had someone who loved him so that he could learn.
Small droplets of tears formed on the edges of his eye. Strange...this was the second time
this week...and his life for that matter.
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Heero walked out of the bathroom hurriedly while drying his hair with a towel. He saw
that Mr. Snuggles was waiting for him outside. The cat was studying Heero very closely.
"Mr. Snuggles. You're up early."
Mr. Snuggles looked up at him and gave a sympathetic meow. The cat's face was mired in concern.
"What's the matter with you?"
Mr. Snuggles meowed again and hugged himself to Heero's leg. The cat started licking him.
Heero sighed. The stupid cat probably knew that he cried.
"You're getting sentimental in your old age, you know that?"
Mr. Snuggles looked up and meowed.
"Yeah...I guess I am too..."
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Relena Peacecraft had the hardest time staying awake.
Professor Budock's lectures were always so boring. The man had an uncanny way of sucking
up all life out of any topic. Most students thought he made the lectures boring on purpose.
Relena felt her eyelids going heavy. She didn't think she would last any longer.
"And so...the velocity of the particle A when it comes into contact with B, is directly
proportinal to the final kinetic energy as compared to the initial kinetic energy, and blah, blah
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah....."
Relena gave in and fell asleep.
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"Miss Relena...Miss Relena..."
{pause}
"Miss Relena?"
{pause}
"MISS RELENA!?"
Relena woke up with a start. The wonderful dream faded away. She dreamt about being stuck
on a deserted island with a beautiful man.
"Miss Relena...class is over...everyone has left."
Relena looked up at her professor. She thought she was really going to hear it from him now.
"Miss Relena....{pause}...please try to stay awake in my classroom, please?"
Relena gulped and nodded. "Yes, sir."
The professor half-smiling, turned and walked out of the classroom.
Relena scolded herself. This was not a good way to impress the professors. Sighing, she
checked her watch. It was 8:00pm, time for her to go back to her dorm. Picking up her books,
she made her way out of the classroom.
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Heero Yuy studied the young girl as she was coming out of a classroom building.
She seemed to be a normal girl except for being the first daughter. He thought she looked
even prettier in real life. She was wearing a tan sweater with dirty but fashionable cut-off
jeans. He thought she would look good in anything.
She was walking slowly and Heero made sure to stay at least 50 paces away. He wasn't really
worried about being suspicious, it was just that he didn't want to take any unnecessary chances.
If he blew this high-profile job, then his reputation on the market would be ruined. It was one
of the risks that come with this high-profile job.
With elegant grace, Heero put on his gloves and readied himself. Quickly glancing around,
he noticed that no one else seemed to be in sight. It was time. He quickened his pace to catch
up to the unsuspecting girl.
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OK THE 1ST 5 CHAPTERS OF THIS STORY WERE WRITTIEN BY THE AMATEUR (WHO IS A GOOD FRIEND OF MINE AND HE GAVE ME FULL PERMISSION TO DO THIS)
CHAPTER 6 AND THE CHAPTERS THAT WILL FOLLOW R MINE THANX ;)
Heero looked at the mirror and wondered who was staring back at him.
The reflection was odd, really. It was barely a man... cold-looking, aloof, uncaring, detached
and with the eyes of a soul that seemed to have seen too much. He was confused as to when he had
transformed into this person. For the longest time, he had denied himself of his metamorphisis. He
could not believe that he could be this monster.
But experience had taught him differently. He knew what people thought of him and they were
right, of course. His victims were an example of this. Their eyes always betrayed a sense of
hatred towards him just before the moment he pulled the trigger. Sometimes, he could not help
but share their passionate hatred. He never really liked himself after his first kill and did not
expect anyone else to like him either.
Jill was different.
She was afraid, yes...like the rest but Heero was sure that she did not hate him. In fact, he
betted that she actually thought of him as a friend. This fact made him a bit hesitant to kill
her; it reawakened his emotions after years of dormancy. He begin to wonder if he could have
cared for her if he did not have to kill. He figured that Jill was someone that he could have
loved if he could....as if there was such a thing as love.
Heero toyed with the word 'love' in his mind. He spelled it, twisted it, bended it, pictured
it, imagined it, and made it his own. It was still something unfamiliar and alien to him. He wished
he had someone who loved him so that he could learn.
Small droplets of tears formed on the edges of his eye. Strange...this was the second time
this week...and his life for that matter.
----------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------
Heero walked out of the bathroom hurriedly while drying his hair with a towel. He saw
that Mr. Snuggles was waiting for him outside. The cat was studying Heero very closely.
"Mr. Snuggles. You're up early."
Mr. Snuggles looked up at him and gave a sympathetic meow. The cat's face was mired in concern.
"What's the matter with you?"
Mr. Snuggles meowed again and hugged himself to Heero's leg. The cat started licking him.
Heero sighed. The stupid cat probably knew that he cried.
"You're getting sentimental in your old age, you know that?"
Mr. Snuggles looked up and meowed.
"Yeah...I guess I am too..."
---------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------------------------
Relena Peacecraft had the hardest time staying awake.
Professor Budock's lectures were always so boring. The man had an uncanny way of sucking
up all life out of any topic. Most students thought he made the lectures boring on purpose.
Relena felt her eyelids going heavy. She didn't think she would last any longer.
"And so...the velocity of the particle A when it comes into contact with B, is directly
proportinal to the final kinetic energy as compared to the initial kinetic energy, and blah, blah
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah....."
Relena gave in and fell asleep.
------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------------------------------
"Miss Relena...Miss Relena..."
{pause}
"Miss Relena?"
{pause}
"MISS RELENA!?"
Relena woke up with a start. The wonderful dream faded away. She dreamt about being stuck
on a deserted island with a beautiful man.
"Miss Relena...class is over...everyone has left."
Relena looked up at her professor. She thought she was really going to hear it from him now.
"Miss Relena....{pause}...please try to stay awake in my classroom, please?"
Relena gulped and nodded. "Yes, sir."
The professor half-smiling, turned and walked out of the classroom.
Relena scolded herself. This was not a good way to impress the professors. Sighing, she
checked her watch. It was 8:00pm, time for her to go back to her dorm. Picking up her books,
she made her way out of the classroom.
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------
Heero Yuy studied the young girl as she was coming out of a classroom building.
She seemed to be a normal girl except for being the first daughter. He thought she looked
even prettier in real life. She was wearing a tan sweater with dirty but fashionable cut-off
jeans. He thought she would look good in anything.
She was walking slowly and Heero made sure to stay at least 50 paces away. He wasn't really
worried about being suspicious, it was just that he didn't want to take any unnecessary chances.
If he blew this high-profile job, then his reputation on the market would be ruined. It was one
of the risks that come with this high-profile job.
With elegant grace, Heero put on his gloves and readied himself. Quickly glancing around,
he noticed that no one else seemed to be in sight. It was time. He quickened his pace to catch
up to the unsuspecting girl.
------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------
OK THE 1ST 5 CHAPTERS OF THIS STORY WERE WRITTIEN BY THE AMATEUR (WHO IS A GOOD FRIEND OF MINE AND HE GAVE ME FULL PERMISSION TO DO THIS)
CHAPTER 6 AND THE CHAPTERS THAT WILL FOLLOW R MINE THANX ;)