GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU
Agency, Bandai etc.etc.

Why in the hell am I staring another fic when I have two out
there unfinished? Lord only knows. Anyway, this one I'm not sure
where it's going or what exactly is going to happen, I'm as clueless
about as any of you who might read it.

Anyway, this is going to be an AU set in dark, gothic times and
will probably be a little hard for some people to take. What exactly
that means I've no idea but it will be more horror, angst, sex and
whatnot. But I won't put any yaoi or yaoi couplings in this, that I
can be sure of just because I don't feel like doing it in this
particular fic. Guess it's a case of been there, done that so I'm
trying something a little different. I guess that means that
couplings are up in the air as well, though I will most likely pair
up Heero and Relena, being that Relena is going to be the main
character of the story.

Well whatever this ends up being I hope it's enjoyable to read.


The girl knew she had been different from others since as long
as she could remember, though she did not understand how or the
reason why she was different. Her mother was a quiet but nervous soul
and had always tried to hide the truth from her daughter but the
child was just too inquisitive and perceptive to be held back into
the darkness for long. And just as the girl was about to unleash the
mystery and have all of her questions answered, her mother had
whisked her away on a dark and cold night far from her kingdom and
farther away still from her father and older brother Milliardo.

Being only five at the time the girl could do little to prevent
her kidnapping by her own mother, nor could she prevent the fact that
she realized for the first time how afraid her mother truly was for
her, though she figured it had to definitely do to the fact that her
father was a dangerous man. Since she was a babe she never really
knew or seen a whole lot of him but she knew of his existence and the
incredible power that he held in his hands, the powers of life and
death, as she remembered hearing many of the servants say as they
spoke in hushed tones amongst the shadows of the grand castle of
Peacecraft.

It was at the dawn of that dark and cold night that her and her
mother happened upon a monastery that rested high on a hill. It was
surrounded by a ten foot tall stone wall with a wide, thickly wooded
double gate adorned with two large iron locks linked with heavy
massive chains.

She remembered her mother sliding hastily from the horse and
pulling her down even more quickly making sure that her small cloak
was wrapped tightly around her, her hood pulled down over her eyes.
Carrying her over her shoulder she ran to the gate and tugged
furiously on a thick braided cord that hung down low, attached to a
big silvery bell tied securely to a stout wooden post that was
planted firmly in the ground.

The small girl covered her ears and closed her eyes, squinting
them tightly to try and block out the low chiming tin that pounded in
her head and hurt her ears. The ringing then stopped as soon as it
had started and she turned her head hearing the eerie squeak of the
opening gates, though she could not see very well until her and her
mother were through the gates and she was once again on her feet.

She then looked up noticing the relief in her mother's face,
though her breathing was still quite panicked. Through gasps she
heard her speak. "Thank you, father, for accepting her, into your
home. I knew not where else to turn to, to escape the evil that I,
have plagued upon the world by even allowing her birth.

The girl's mouth opened somewhat at her mother's words. Was she
saying that she wished she had never been born? That she should have
snuffed out her very life before she had even the chance to take her
first breath? Her bottom lip began to quiver with hurt and anger. Did
her mother ever really love her? She turned to the priest hearing him
speak.

"My queen, it is the least we could do seeing how your father
supported our humble order for all of the years that he breathed, and
we shall take excellent care of his granddaughter and see no harm
comes to her, nor shall we allow the evil that may exist in her to be
allowed to surface."

The girl child's eyes were now wide hearing herself described as
evil. Was she dangerous? Was that how she was different? Questions
began to form in her mind as well as confusion, anger and fear, but
before she could voice them to anyone she found her mother kneeling
before her, looking her straight in the eye.

"I'm sorry my darling, but this is where you shall live from now
on. You may not understand and by the lord's blessing I pray you
never will. I cannot stay with you, I must return back home. I will
not come back."

"And why would I ever want to see a mother who despises me so
much that she wished I had been born dead instead of alive. I pray
you never return and I never have to look upon your face again."

"Relena, I didn't mean..." Her mother stopped and bowed her head
as if trying to hide the tears in her eyes; she brought her head back
up to peer into her daughter's eyes again. "Please, my darling.
Never doubt I love you with all of my heart and I do this for your
own good, so that you may have a chance at a future of peace and
happiness instead of darkness and pain."

The youngest Peacecraft child knew not what to say and stood in
front of her mother staring at her with almost dead eyes. Her mother
pursed her lips trying to conceal the hurt in her eyes as she kissed
her daughter's brow. She rose immediately and thanked the father once
again and hurried her way back out through the gates.

The squeal of the gates as they began to close snapped Relena
out of her dazed anger. She ran full force to the wooden doors
screaming her love for her mother but they where now closed and she
knew not if her mother had heard her. Tears flowed down her cheeks
freely now and she released a scream of hurt and pain knowing not
what to do. She then felt a strong warm embrace and a calming peace
that seemed to float over her body like a blanket of warmth; her
tears stopped and her voice quieted.

"Come my child. You're mother is gone and the hour is nearing
that of the first meal of the day. It is best you get some rest
before that time. She looked up into his face; it was one of the
most kind and gentle faces she had ever seen. She remained mute and
only nodded her head in consent and took his hand allowing him to
lead her into the monastery itself.

And while the girl was just ending her morning meal, her
mother miles away stood atop a cliff overlooking the ocean and the
sharp rocks of the shore below. She had fallen in love with a demon,
allowed him to defile her body and even barred his evil spawn. Her
son she had lost over to the darkness and her daughter she had tried
her best to save. Death was the only way out of her ungodly situation.

If she returned she would almost definitely be abused and
tortured severely for her betrayal and her mind would be picked apart
until he had discovered the location of where she hid his daughter.
But, if she were dead she could not feel the pain of torture and she
could not be forced to give up her daughter.

Crossing herself, she begged God to forgive her sins, though she
felt she had committed so many that she was surely set to spend
eternity burning. But if it meant her daughter would live in
peace... "Then so be it." She whispered to the wind itself, as she
turned her body and leaned back. Loosing her footing she began to
plummet downward and with a silent scream her body crashed against
the rocks below to be swiftly swallowed by the unforgiving waves of
the salty sea.

TBC...
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