Guilt

When I find myself in times of trouble

 Mother Mary comes to me

 Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

        It's blade gleamed in a sick anticipation. His grim blue eyes watched the patterns of light it caused to ripple off the wall. He ran a gentle finger over it's freshly sharpened edge. Taking a deep breath he closed his clamy hand around it in one swift movement. He winced only in the slightest though, his mind screamed out in pain. Releasing his grip he watched the blade drop to the floor with a dull clatter. He turned his attention to the deep cut on his plam studying it with morbid cuorieosity as thick red blood trickeled slowly down his thin arm and off his elbow to join the knife on the floor.
        Relena stands behind him. Large white wings wrapped around her body and a soft white light eminated from her entire being.A single tear falls down to her cheek.

 And in my hour of darkness

She is standing right infront of me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

****FLASHBACK****

        A ship sailing on silence through the dark glitering space has almost reached earth's atmosphere. A smaller ship is steadily  approaching from it's right. It's only distinctive mark is the word Freedom written in red across it's side. Gundam 01 is watching from afar not reliseing it as a potential threat. Until, that is, it raised a single cannon. Heero races toward the ship but, alas his efforts were in vain ; with a single shot the ship is blown into a thousands of  pieces. Shockwaves ripple through the ever scilent void destroying, in turn, it's attacker. Heero screams out the name of his beloved but, his voice is just another victim of the everlasting darkness.

****END FLASHBACK****

         Heero sits up guilt coming from his every pour. His body racks as he pushes back the urge to sob. Failing pathetically he draws himself up. Rocking back and fourth on the cold hard floor. Relena kneels beside him resting her head atop his. Cradling him in her arms, she wraps her angelic wings around them though, he does not seem to notice.

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the broken hearted people

Living in the world agree

There will be an answer, let it be

        The large church is packed with hysterical people. Mourning over the loss of their beloved princess. All of the girl's close friends and family sit in the front except for prehaps the most important to her. Out sides mountains of flowers and cards surround the church.  Some people light candles and sing praiers. Others have taken to the street rioting and looting. Not wanting to belive their queen  no longer breathes.
        Relena watches the specticle in passionate horror. Her pale blue eyes, glazed and downcast, not wishing to see this monstrosity.

For though they may be parted

There is still a chance that they will see

There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Yeah there will be an answer, let it be

Ah let it be, yeah let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be*

    Heero also watches the specticle. Another wave of guilt passes through him. Picking up the blade he makes another attempt to drain the feelings from his body. To drain the feelings before they drown him. Desperation and sorrow consume his battered body as he falls into a black oblivion. Wallowing with in it's depths and allowing conciessness to slip from his grasp. Relena watches him fall trying desprately to stop him. Her light dulling, nearly extinguished by her tears.

And when the night is cloudy

There is still a light that shines on me

Shine on untill tomarrow, let it be

I wake up to the sound of music

Mother mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be*

     Heero's front door bursts open and the other piolts rush to his side. Quatre is quick to call an ambulance as the others try to stop the scarlet lake upon the floor from increasing. Relena stands back, her white dress covered in blood. Her lovers blood. Her tears mix with his blood, as if they had always been one.

Yeah let it be, let it be

Let it be, yeah let it be

Oh, there will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Ah let it be, yeah let it be

     Heero lies motionless in a steril hospital room. Still traped in a mental prison. His arms bandaged in thick layers of gauz Relena stands over him, resting her head beside his.

 Whisper words of wisdom

     She speaks 3 simple words into his ear and kisses him softly. Waking suddenly, he kisses her back. And with a wave she disappears forever in a flash of brilant white light. Her voice echos in his ears as he repeats her last words.

Let it be
 

Note from the author: I like angst. As if you couldn't tell. E-mail me this is my first posted fic and i need feedback. flames are more then welcome. Visit my site at http://maxpages.com/lethaldosage ..... please?