Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Torture or Salvation ❯ Dream or not a dream ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 1: Dream or not a Dream

Relena slowly woke up from a nightmare filled sleep. Her wrists and feet ached but it was nothing like the pain that she was used to. She could also feel the welts on her back and as she tried to move. An enormous pain overwhelmed her and she nearly cried out. But she knew better than to let her captors see her weakness and let them revel in her pain. As she regained total conscious she felt the similar hard surface of a gurney. Her heart sank as tears filled her eyes behind their protective lids.

During her time on the wall she had neared death a number of times she would beg God to end it. She prayed a silent plea while the hours grew and while the soldiers did what they pleased. And when the plea was about to be answered a voice told her to live. She could feel the darkness coming around her blanketing her pain and turning it to numbness then she saw light. It was warm and welcoming and for some reason she had a great urge to go to it. It was a trick she thought at first but as the light intensified she found herself clawing and ripping away at the darkness and running to the light. She reached a hand towards it as it engulfed her. The next thing she knew was his face, Heero's face. He was speaking to her but all she heard was a jumble of words then before darkness claimed its prize once again she felt his arms around her, protecting her.

That couldn't be, he didn't care for her his affection was on Silvia. The name felt bitter in her mind like lemon juice. Silvia. Her mind came back to earth and the hard gurney. That dream had been so real she had been sure she had been saved. She let the tears fall this time not caring about the soldiers. How could it be that dream felt so real. Why God why when she felt so happy that she would end the pain that God could drag her down.

She clenched her fists as the frustration took over. Her tears that had been held back for months finally fell. The salty substance fell to her lips and she tasted it upon parched lips. All her pain and anguish were in them as they fell to the gurney. Dried blood washed with the tears turning them to crimson.

She heard voices in the distance or was her hearing just distant. She froze all the same. Pure terror filled her every being as her blood turned to ice. Her body went ridged as the voices became louder. No no no this was not meant to happen. Why couldn't she just die? She had begged to God but she was obviously thought of as too selfish and insignificant to have her plea for death answered.

Her blood boiled as frustration and anger that she thought was lost took over. She opened her eyes but shut them as a blinding light attacked her eyes. Yes she was definitely at the base, her prison, and her hell. But Relena was determined so she opened her eyes trying to ignore the light. She attempted to move but someone held her back. She wouldn't let them win this time. So she struggled some more trying to get free. More hands came to hold her down. She screamed a tortured blood-curdling scream amplifying her pain and desperate need for death. Her struggles increased as she found more hidden strength. But they were strong she cried out in desperation.

"LET ME GO…NO…IT CAN'T BE…THAT DREAM WAS SO REAL…PLEASE JUST KILL ME" she continued to struggle and managed to kick someone off her but someone just as strong replaced the other.

"HOLD HER STILL" she heard someone order. No, no not again when will this nightmare ever end!

"NO STAY AWAY…NOT AGAIN" she screamed through her teeth. Ignoring the pain in her back, wrists and feet. Through all this Relena heard the door open but was to distracted to wonder which doctor it was. Until she heard a voice a clear as day. Noin.

"Relena please…" Noin? But it couldn't be she wasn't at the base. Relena froze. She still couldn't see and she cried in frustration was it really Noin, her beloved sister-in-law? She recalled the dream and the emotions that had plagued her. It had seemed so real and as she thought an emotion she thought dead filled her. Hope.

"Noin?" Relena whispered hope filled in that single word.

"Yes Relena" Noin replayed in a tone as soft as a mother would to a frightened child. Relena was desperate now Noin was here and she had to get to her. She started up her struggle again, determination giving her strength as she battled the people keeping her down. Their hands seemed to burn her skin.

"LET ME GO…NOIN…I HAVE TO GET TO NOIN." Relena cried out continuing her struggle.

"Let her go" she heard Noin ask the ones who were holding her and within a flash the restraints were gone and Relena wasted no time in heading straight for the voice that was Noin's.

Heero hadn't left her side even after Sally had taken Relena into intensive care. Any doctor that would come near him got a glare and would turn around and go the opposite direction. So here he and the other Gundam pilots stood in the cramped room were the fallen angel lay. He hadn't taken his eyes off her to afraid that if he did she would be gone when he looked again. He was mesmerised at how much her face had changed. It was ghost white and blood and dirt plastered to the skin in some places. From lack of nourishment, her bones had become more visible. And if it wasn't for the rise and fall of her chest then one would have mistaken her for dead. Silence was all the room knew and for once he didn't welcome it. He longed to hear Relena speak just so he knew she was fine. Then he realised that he didn't remember what she sounded like.

He noticed Relena's hands turn into fists and her tears falling down her face. He watched, as the salty liquid became blood red until it looked as though she was crying blood. Was she awake? Or was this just one of the nightmares that must plague her mind. He continued to watch he as the tears continued to fall. How much of Relena was left? How much of her had died during those 3 months. Heero recalled what the soldier had told him about why they took Relena. Information.

Ha it's amazing what people would do to gain information. Like a bunch of hyenas after the last scrap of meat. He wandered what sort of torture she had. He knew some of them when he looked into the rooms of the base. But looks can only tell so much. She must have been tortured pretty badly if she wouldn't give the necessary information. He focused on her once again. She must have been stronger than even the Gundam pilots, even him.

She began to stir and Heero went up to her. She attempted to rise but Heero held her down.

"Relena rest" he said quietly. But she just tried to get up again using more force. Heero kept her down but she struggled more trying to get his hand off her. She must still think she in the base Heero thought. He called for the others and they all attempts to hold her still. This resulted in more struggling, she had gotten surprisingly strong and was giving Heero, Duo, Wufei and Trowa a hard time. When the others came she let out a scream that told Heero how bad this had become. Her mind had been damaged.

"Quatre go get Sally" Heero ordered. He disappeared and Relena started shouting in desperation. Sally arrived with a sedative.

"Keep her still" she ordered. At this Relena struggled even more. She was getting worse and she would end up getting hurt. Just when Heero lost hope of calming the girl she shopped. Heero watched as fresh tears fell down her face. He turned and saw Noin in the doorway. I loosened my grip and Relena took it to her advantage and struggled crying out for Noin.

Noin ordered us to let Relena go which we did and as soon as she was lose she run to Noin and collapsed in her arms. Heero saw all her sobs as they racked her body her tortured wails filling the room cause him to shake in fear. Both her and Noin sank to their knees. Noin cradling her like a small child while Relena let 3 months of pain soak Noin's chest.

The blood from her whip wounds started to soak through the bandages as her sudden movement must have reopened the stitches. She hadn't even felt it. All Heero could do was watch and feel pity for the once so strong Vice Foreign Minister.