I’m back!! Here is
the first part of my new GW fic. Just
for the record, GW doesn’t belong to me.
Meaning standard disclaimers still apply. On with the fic!
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By: Era-chan
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The brown—haired male stood silently in
the bedroom, the room where the Dove of Peace rested. He gazed at the brown teddy bear that he had given her two years
ago, which now sat in the middle of the double bed.
It had been nearly two months since she
had disappeared. Deep within himself,
he blamed her disappearance upon himself.
He had failed his mission. He
was supposed to protect her from the threats upon her being. He had thought that he had succeeded, but
that day when she had been found missing, he had felt the gut-wrenching feeling
of failure. He hated that feeling. The days after her disappearance he had
tried to find out her whereabouts, but with no success. The others had done their own search, but
even they couldn’t find any clue where she was. Dammit, he was the Perfect Soldier. He should have found her by now.
Whoever her kidnappers were, they were good if they had eluded the
Perfect Soldier.
No one knew that he was in her
room. The others were downstairs,
trying to come up with a plan for her search.
He mentally snorted. If he
couldn’t find her, then they couldn’t.
With one final glance at the bedroom, he began to walk to the door to
meet them, since that was the last resort that he had right now.
Before he reached the door, he
stiffened. He swiftly turned toward the
balcony, his senses telling him that an intruder was nearby. Silently, he watched the open doors, waiting
for the intruder to make its appearance.
He held his gun ready, pointing it at the sliding doors and out to the
night.
He didn’t have to wait long. Suddenly a winged creature landed on the balcony. He quelled his surprise, and held his gun
steady. The winged creature folded its
wings and stepped inside. It stopped
right after stepping inside.
He held his breath. The figure, silhouetted by the moonlight, was breathtaking. The beautiful creature had long, silvery
hair, its wings looking real. It was
like an angel. In fact, it was an
angel, or so he thought.
The winged creature noticed that it wasn’t the only
occupant inside the room.
Instinctively, it turned its gaze toward the dark shadow near the
door. Silver eyes gazed into Prussian
blue eyes. It opened its mouth and said
a name, its familiar voice tugging a vicinity of his chest.
“Heero.”
The longhaired man stared out the window, his back
to the other occupants in the room.
They stared at the masculine back, which was tense with worry. His beloved sat in a chair, her gaze never
wavering from his broad back. Silence
has permeated the room, after exhausting themselves thinking of a new
plan. None had come up, which had
frustrated the man.
The silence was broken by a sound. It came from a boy with a long braid. He took out the ringing cell phone from his
jacket. “Hello. Maxwell speaking.” He listened for a moment then his eyes widened. “We’ll be right there.”
The others watched the boy get up and ran out of
the room. Before he left, though, he
yelled back to them. “Upstairs. Now.”
The door opened and the group went inside. They stopped as soon as they saw the couple
on the bed, struck into silence by the sight.
An angel was lying in the dark-haired boy’s arms,
sobbing so heartbrokenly that it touched the audience’s hearts. Her wings covered her nudity, as well as her
long silver hair. A gun, belonging to
the boy, lay on the floor, forgotten.
The boy looked up and met their gazes.
“Whose this, Heero?” asked the longhaired man.
Heero, as the boy called himself, returned his gaze
to the angel in his arms. “Relena.”
The others were struck dumb. Before they could question him farther, the
angel turned to stare at them. Even
though silver eyes gazed back at them, the exquisite features of the man’s
younger sister looked right back at them.
They were struck speechless when she spoke.
“Milliardo.”
Milliardo felt weak in the knees. “Relena?”
Disbelief colored his voice.
Relena gave him a watery smile.
“What happened to you, ‘Lena?” the braided boy
asked.
Relena tried to sit up but Heero didn’t let
her. So she stayed in his arms, letting
him get his way. She clutched his shirt
in her hands, bunching them in her fists.
She began her tale.
“I was taken to the Moon. They experimented on me.
They had this weird notion that I was an angel, pure and innocent. The formula could only work for a pure soul,
untouched and unsullied. As they had
thought I was one such soul, they gave it to me. But they didn’t know that I wasn’t a virgin, though I sure don’t
know how the formula could work.”
Milliardo stiffened. “What do you mean, you aren’t a virgin?” he demanded, disapproval
clear in his voice.
Relena closed her eyes. “I lost it when I was 15.”
“What?!”
It was Heero who answered the unspoken question his
rival had given through that one word.
He stared right back at the ice-blue eyes of the former Lightning Baron.
Milliardo caught the hint and he stiffened. He took one step forward but his beloved
held him back. The others also caught
the hidden meaning of the look. The
braided pilot gave a low whistle.
“Wow, Heero.
I never thought you would do that.”
Heero gave the braided pilot his death glare but
returned his attention to the girl in his arms. Relena had burrowed deeper into his arms, needing his protection
from the ordeal that had happened to her.
With her eyes still closed, she continued on with her tale. “The formula gave me wings and changed my
hair and eyes color. I tried to
concentrate changing the color back but to no success. Even trying to change my eyes back didn’t
work.” She shifted her wings a little. “I at least know I could make my wings
disappear, though it takes a lot from me.
I could also change it into many different sizes. Other than that, I’m stuck with them.” She opened her eyes. “What should I do?” she asked to no one in
particular.
As soon as the question left her mouth, her gaze
landed to the Chinese boy leaning on the wall.
A vision flashed in her mind.
She cried out and closed her eyes again, trying to shut off the vision,
to no avail.
Heero had reacted without preamble. He tightened his arms around the girl,
inwardly concerned. “Are you
alright?” It was said in his monotone
voice.
“Attack…dying…table…switched…” her voice drifted
for a while. Then she opened her eyes
and stared at the Chinese boy.
“Meiran.”
The Chinese boy stiffened. The others were puzzled. Only the Latin boy next to him saw his
comrade’s reaction.
Relena continued on. “She’s alive. Afraid but
alive.” Her gaze strayed to the boy
next to the Chinese. Another vision
appeared but she only whimpered.
“Cross…betrayal…alike…” She
pointed a finger at the boy. “No-name.”
The visible emerald eye widened. “No one had ever called me that for a long
time. The last one who called me that
was…”
“Midii.”
Relena furrowed her forehead, trying to remember more. “Midii.
Midii Une! And Meiran Chang!” She closed her eyes, using the powers vested
upon her to get more information from her visions. “Scholar. Married to a
scholar. It was an arranged
marriage. She argued a lot with
him. She wanted to show him that she
wasn’t weak. Even though they fought a
lot, she loved him. She never had the
chance to tell him. She was caught and
switched after a battle with mobile suits that left her dying. She was saved and used in an
experiment.” Relena opened her
eyes. “She is a virgin.”
Before the others could reply to that, Relena
continued on.
“Midii ran away from them. They found her after she was left behind by
No-name. She thought that letting them
catch her would be sufficient for her betrayal. Then she found out what they were going to do to her and she ran
away. She is still running away, though
she is already too late. They had
experimented on her. But she escaped
and ran away from them. She can’t
return to her family, or else they will use them against her.” Relena sighed and turned her face away from
them. Instantly she got another vision.
Heero broke from his surprise from the revelation
that Relena had given them when he sensed that she was in agitation. “What’s wrong?”
Relena lifted her face and stared right at
him. Crystal droplets fell down her
smooth skin. She raised her hand and
let it caress his cheek. “Oh, Mamoru.”
Heero was shocked, yet he didn’t show it. “Relena?”
Relena smiled. “You might not
remember your name, Mamoru. You were
taken by Odin Lowe and raised by him, becoming an assassin just like him, the
one who assassinated Heero Yuy. Then
you were taken by Dr. J and trained by him.”
More tears fell down her cheeks.
“That little girl. Her puppy.” She grabbed her teddy bear. “The only one who was nice to you, a
stranger who destroyed her home.” She
hugged Heero. “It’s not your
fault. Mistakes happen. You didn’t know that the mobile suit would
fall down on that apartment building.”
Heero contemplated what she told him. Quietly, he drew her to him. “She’s not the only one who is nice to me.”
Relena gave him a watery smile. While staring into his eyes, she got another
vision. A keening cry erupted from her
throat, one that struck a chord in the people who heard it. “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
A
dark figure in the shadows. Black wings
blended with the shadows. Muscular and
tall, the raven-haired stared at the white angel with onyx eyes, eyes full of
possessive desire and love. With a sexy
smirk, he whispered to the other angel, making her shudder with undefined
emotions. “Soon we shall be
together. This time no one will ever
separate us. Ever again.”
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Well, you can read the prologue at Era-chan’s Lovely Little Corner. The next part will be out soon. I do hope that you enjoy this part. ^_^