Evoke, Chapter 1
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Evoke, Chapter 1
Rating: PG-13 for reference to death and violence; nothing worse than in the Wing Series
Perfectly polished furniture sat in a large, airy room; the room so immaculate it look scantly decorated even with several high backed chairs and a tea table in front of billowing folds of curtains draping lazily across the top of large french windows. The panes sparkled in the sunlight and opened their view to a great rolling meadow gently sloping down to a creek passing through the property.
Relena raised a hand to the glass, her fingertips gently kissing the pane as she seemingly tried to reach for the peace she saw in the frame.
Birds in the distance flew through the field, nestling in the trees found at the water?s edge. Her horse sat contently grazing in the tall grass. His tail flickered between each step he took swatting away flies.
The princess returned her hand to her chest, a fist against her heartbeat as she closed her eyes. Her chest rose with a deep breath as she whispered the unforgotten words, ?I believe in you.?
Heero threw a fist. The assaulter dodged the punch and skillfully channeled the sideways momentum bringing his leg up and nearly making contact with Heero?s neck. A shopkeeper exited a rear door to his store with a sack of garbage and gasped at the sight of two men intently fighting not far from where he stood. He hid back behind the door and after a second glance confirming the scene, reentered the shop.
Good, there need not be innocent bystanders involved. Heero trained heavily on the masked man, the eyes the only exposed flesh. He sought to memorize the colors of the iris, any malformity of color that might lead him to discover the identity. If he could just move the mask a bit to see the formation of the eyebrow?
A near whish past his head as a bullet blazed past suddenly brought his thoughts to a crashing halt.
A snarl immediately plastered itself on his features as the muscles in his jaw visibly tightened. Without much hesitation he took the gun into his hands but found difficulty in loosening the assailant?s grip on the metal. Heero had not thought the man unarmed, but the use of a weapon in such a setting was not a smart move.
Sirens sounded in the distance and resounded in the alleyway. Heero cursed under his breath as he struggled with the gun in two hands; the masked man freeing one of his hands to land a blow on Heero?s unprotected left cheek. And if there was visibility underneath the cloth one would have seen pain on the attacker?s features. The slight pause in his movements was enough for Heero to bring a hand back and land his palm firmly against the butt of the gun, freeing it from the entanglement of hands. Having the advantage the soldier retrieved the gun in a swift movement and cocked it as he brought it around.
What he did not expect was to be pointing the gun at the Sheriff of the town.
His eyes quickly scanned the horizon, taking in every detail of the alleyway before returning to the Sheriff, who had made considerable time closing the distance between the two. Unhooking the cuffs from his belt the Sheriff quoted Heero his rights and removed the gun from his hand.
She always loved it when she could ride in the open field, urging her horse on faster and faster as her breathing matched the rhythm of the pounding hoofs. The quake of the earth traveled up his flanks and tossed her forward, urging her forward. The reins pulled against her gloves and her heart resounded in her chest. With ease they cleared the brook as one fluid motion and Relena felt the cool water on her right leg as his rear hoof shattered the surface of a puddle. The mist cleared her lungs.
She led him to his stall and prepared him for the night and took her time heading back into the house, carrying a package tightly to her chest. She opened the door and listened for the familiar click before resting her back against it, hugging the article to her chest.
?Miss Relena.?
She tugged open only one eye but otherwise not shifting a voluntary muscle. ?Yes, Pagan, what is it??
?A message for you madam.? He extended the piece of transparent paper and she unmistakably made out Heero?s handwriting. Without seeming too excited she disciplined herself before taking the paper from his hand. After her thank you she maintained a calm pace to the staircase and did not break into a run until she was hidden by the hallway, the seal on the letter removed before she reached her bedroom door.
Dr. J?s lab glowed with an uncanny luminescence that filled the room and at the same time cast an eerie, ominous tone. Liquids that used to bubble in round-bottom flasks and bunsen burners sat abandoned. The gray haired scientist sat slumped over his chair, his shoulders hunched in a malformed way and the position might have suggested he was sleeping. Duo picked his way through a bit of broken glass, accrediting the shards to the aging clumsiness of the professor, before he realized the professor was not in a position to be sleeping. As a matter of fact, the position he took looked rather awkward in nature, his arm was twisted in a strange way.
?What?s going on here?? The American commented aloud. His steps resounded in the hollowed room before he fully realized the stains on the desktop.
His braid trailed behind him as he burst through the doors and hustled to his second story apartment, splashing puddles haphazardly, paying no mind as they got in his way. Trowa had left him a note in the secure black box set up on the doorframe above to allow the exchange of urgent messages without suspicion. He read the note quickly and after sending a phone call to Preventor?s Headquarters Duo set off to the district prison.
Heero sat with his stoic expression his hands no longer propped on his knees holding his head when he heard various footsteps coming through the door and around the corner approaching his cell.
?Man, some people will do anything for attention.?
Heero?s back pressed against the wall with his infamous glare.
?I wouldn?t mock him,? the officer warned as he latched the key. ?This one required a cell all his own.?
Duo smiled. ?No worries.? He waved it off. ?This guy?s completely harmless.?
The officer softly pointed at his gun, hinting at the weapon he was found with.
?Oh that?? Duo said aloud causing the officer, whose motioning was a silent warning wanting not to irritate Heero further, to recoil. ?That wasn?t his gun.?
Duo tossed Heero?s preventor badge and information to the cop. ?He tends to forget this, much less a weapon.?
And even though it was a complete and utter lie, it worked for the moment, as the officer bought the innocent features Duo presented. The paperwork was signed, bail paid and the car ride was horribly silent. The engine moaned with years of experience as it went down the road, recessing from view and reappearing on its uphill struggle.
?Heero.?
There was the usual return answer: nothing. Duo had tossed Heero?s preventor badge to him when they got into the car and saw that it still remained on the seat beside him. Duo pulled the car into the parking spot in front of headquarters and heard Heero?s door open and shut marking his expedited exit of the vehicle. Apparently the jail time had affected his mood more than he let on.
?Heero, man, there?s something that you need to kno-?
?Don?t bother me Maxwell.?
Duo sighed and hung his wrist on the steering wheel, rubbing his temples with his other hand. Slumping further into his seat he mumbled, ?That guy really doesn?t possess any emotion.?
He returned Heero?s badge to his pocket for safekeeping.
The Headquarters had not been very quiet since the first of the month when rebel movement had been detected. It was the earliest Preventors had proactively discovered potential trouble and that left many holes in the story to be filled in without many clues at the present point in time. The Gundam pilots had become members of the Preventors with the exception of one Heero Yuy whom claimed his work was better done alone.
?Good thing Preventors insisted on your badge.? Trowa shared with him as he entered the hallway. Word traveled fast as to everyone?s location when internal intelligence was concerned.
Wufei concluded. ?Yes, and that you have Duo as your keeper.?
He continued down his path to Lady Une?s office ignoring the insult before he stopped short to his destination. Une appeared out of a side office and faced Heero in the hallway. The gundam pilots stood gathered, Heero at the front and Quatre joining Lady Une?s side.
?Heero.? He casually turned to her. She was astounded by his lack of sharpness, how he could be found in the position he was.
The Heero Yuy. In jail.
However, this was a matter best discussed in private, and she did like to keep an air of professionalism, even if Heero wasn?t one of her operation - officially. This was a matter best handled when it came to the Perfect Soldier. ?You will be briefed later. We have some special-ops we need to discuss in the conference room. 2145 hours.?
Heero passed his former comrades, further placing a distance between himself and them while heading to the break room for some sleep.
Something didn?t fit right, all of the pieces of the puzzle weren?t coming together for him. He replayed the events over and over in his mind. How long it had taken him to find the man, trailed him to that spot in the alley, the eyes, the mask, the movements and how he had been outmaneuvered and left with the villain?s leftovers. The mess he had to clean up.
How could he be outsmarted? Perhaps he needed to head back to Dr. J for some training. Perhaps his slow growth of emotion was interfering with his job. It was more convenient to be rid of them.
But then he had a thought, at the very same moment Relena was sliding into a bubble bath after her horseback ride. The package lay open, the contents folded out upon the material. A small tube of bubble bath, a petite flower and a necklace that glimmered in the dim lights. She stared at the shards of crystal encased in silver from the opposite side of the tub and inhaled the scent of the soap. The bubbles caressed her body and she lifted the flower to place in her tuft of hair bunched up atop her head. It was the same flower that had brought them together; finally brought them together on a different level. The circumstances always similar, for the circumstances were a commonality to both their lives, but this time they had come together as human beings. Not such a novelty for her, but for him? she could immediately see it in his eyes and made it her personal vow to nurture that spark and encourage it.
Sleep did not come and the conference occurred as scheduled. Une took her seat in front of the five and held a stack of worn papers in front of her. She had read through them so many times she no longer required looking down at them to know their precise contents.
?There had been confirmed movement on three colonies, an unknown force acting in the shadows. But this time, the mystery of this force is even more undefined. They are in the infant stages of the planning and, already, we?ve not done our job.? She pointed out the locations of the colonies behind her and stacked the papers, compacting them perpendicular to the countertop. ?The recent death of Dr. J has shown how much we are lacking, not to mention how it has complicated matters considerably.?
Heero looked up from his spot in such a matter that would only be considered urgent by those who knew him.
Dr. J was dead? Impossible. He wasn?t dead. How could Dr. J be dead? He had escaped death so many times, the only of the five scientists to escape their certain demise. He had gone back into the shadows, just as he did during the duration of Operation Meteor, kept loose contact with Heero via vidphone, until Heero found out the location of his lab... and in fact, as Heero recollected the events of the day, he had just spoken with Dr. J before encountering the mask. It couldn't be true.
?It?s true.? Duo remarked looking down at the table. ?I saw him myself Heero.?
Heero trained his eyes consistently on Une. They had shifted between the papers on the tabletop in front of him and her face the entire briefing. ?Heero, if you need to leav-?
?Continue.?
Une sighed and bit her lip. ?We need to investigate the scene, determine the style of execution in order to read more of our enemy.? A sideways glance to ensure Heero was fairing well with the adjectives she choose.
?Duo, you were the one who was first on the scene, perhaps you should-?
?I?ll do it.? Heero?s features told her it was not a request.
?Heero-?
At this point in time he stood from his seat and headed toward the door.
?Heero, I know that you are not under my jurisdiction. But I request, as a friend and someone concerned for your well-being, do not leave this briefing yet.?
Heero looked back at her when he had reached the door.
?That?s something I?ll never understand.?
With that he left his former comrades in the conference room, a defeated leader Une staring after him.
Next Chapters:
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Perfectly polished furniture sat in a large, airy room; the room so immaculate it look scantly decorated even with several high backed chairs and a tea table in front of billowing folds of curtains draping lazily across the top of large french windows. The panes sparkled in the sunlight and opened their view to a great rolling meadow gently sloping down to a creek passing through the property.
Relena raised a hand to the glass, her fingertips gently kissing the pane as she seemingly tried to reach for the peace she saw in the frame.
Birds in the distance flew through the field, nestling in the trees found at the water?s edge. Her horse sat contently grazing in the tall grass. His tail flickered between each step he took swatting away flies.
The princess returned her hand to her chest, a fist against her heartbeat as she closed her eyes. Her chest rose with a deep breath as she whispered the unforgotten words, ?I believe in you.?
Heero threw a fist. The assaulter dodged the punch and skillfully channeled the sideways momentum bringing his leg up and nearly making contact with Heero?s neck. A shopkeeper exited a rear door to his store with a sack of garbage and gasped at the sight of two men intently fighting not far from where he stood. He hid back behind the door and after a second glance confirming the scene, reentered the shop.
Good, there need not be innocent bystanders involved. Heero trained heavily on the masked man, the eyes the only exposed flesh. He sought to memorize the colors of the iris, any malformity of color that might lead him to discover the identity. If he could just move the mask a bit to see the formation of the eyebrow?
A near whish past his head as a bullet blazed past suddenly brought his thoughts to a crashing halt.
A snarl immediately plastered itself on his features as the muscles in his jaw visibly tightened. Without much hesitation he took the gun into his hands but found difficulty in loosening the assailant?s grip on the metal. Heero had not thought the man unarmed, but the use of a weapon in such a setting was not a smart move.
Sirens sounded in the distance and resounded in the alleyway. Heero cursed under his breath as he struggled with the gun in two hands; the masked man freeing one of his hands to land a blow on Heero?s unprotected left cheek. And if there was visibility underneath the cloth one would have seen pain on the attacker?s features. The slight pause in his movements was enough for Heero to bring a hand back and land his palm firmly against the butt of the gun, freeing it from the entanglement of hands. Having the advantage the soldier retrieved the gun in a swift movement and cocked it as he brought it around.
What he did not expect was to be pointing the gun at the Sheriff of the town.
His eyes quickly scanned the horizon, taking in every detail of the alleyway before returning to the Sheriff, who had made considerable time closing the distance between the two. Unhooking the cuffs from his belt the Sheriff quoted Heero his rights and removed the gun from his hand.
She always loved it when she could ride in the open field, urging her horse on faster and faster as her breathing matched the rhythm of the pounding hoofs. The quake of the earth traveled up his flanks and tossed her forward, urging her forward. The reins pulled against her gloves and her heart resounded in her chest. With ease they cleared the brook as one fluid motion and Relena felt the cool water on her right leg as his rear hoof shattered the surface of a puddle. The mist cleared her lungs.
She led him to his stall and prepared him for the night and took her time heading back into the house, carrying a package tightly to her chest. She opened the door and listened for the familiar click before resting her back against it, hugging the article to her chest.
?Miss Relena.?
She tugged open only one eye but otherwise not shifting a voluntary muscle. ?Yes, Pagan, what is it??
?A message for you madam.? He extended the piece of transparent paper and she unmistakably made out Heero?s handwriting. Without seeming too excited she disciplined herself before taking the paper from his hand. After her thank you she maintained a calm pace to the staircase and did not break into a run until she was hidden by the hallway, the seal on the letter removed before she reached her bedroom door.
Dr. J?s lab glowed with an uncanny luminescence that filled the room and at the same time cast an eerie, ominous tone. Liquids that used to bubble in round-bottom flasks and bunsen burners sat abandoned. The gray haired scientist sat slumped over his chair, his shoulders hunched in a malformed way and the position might have suggested he was sleeping. Duo picked his way through a bit of broken glass, accrediting the shards to the aging clumsiness of the professor, before he realized the professor was not in a position to be sleeping. As a matter of fact, the position he took looked rather awkward in nature, his arm was twisted in a strange way.
?What?s going on here?? The American commented aloud. His steps resounded in the hollowed room before he fully realized the stains on the desktop.
His braid trailed behind him as he burst through the doors and hustled to his second story apartment, splashing puddles haphazardly, paying no mind as they got in his way. Trowa had left him a note in the secure black box set up on the doorframe above to allow the exchange of urgent messages without suspicion. He read the note quickly and after sending a phone call to Preventor?s Headquarters Duo set off to the district prison.
Heero sat with his stoic expression his hands no longer propped on his knees holding his head when he heard various footsteps coming through the door and around the corner approaching his cell.
?Man, some people will do anything for attention.?
Heero?s back pressed against the wall with his infamous glare.
?I wouldn?t mock him,? the officer warned as he latched the key. ?This one required a cell all his own.?
Duo smiled. ?No worries.? He waved it off. ?This guy?s completely harmless.?
The officer softly pointed at his gun, hinting at the weapon he was found with.
?Oh that?? Duo said aloud causing the officer, whose motioning was a silent warning wanting not to irritate Heero further, to recoil. ?That wasn?t his gun.?
Duo tossed Heero?s preventor badge and information to the cop. ?He tends to forget this, much less a weapon.?
And even though it was a complete and utter lie, it worked for the moment, as the officer bought the innocent features Duo presented. The paperwork was signed, bail paid and the car ride was horribly silent. The engine moaned with years of experience as it went down the road, recessing from view and reappearing on its uphill struggle.
?Heero.?
There was the usual return answer: nothing. Duo had tossed Heero?s preventor badge to him when they got into the car and saw that it still remained on the seat beside him. Duo pulled the car into the parking spot in front of headquarters and heard Heero?s door open and shut marking his expedited exit of the vehicle. Apparently the jail time had affected his mood more than he let on.
?Heero, man, there?s something that you need to kno-?
?Don?t bother me Maxwell.?
Duo sighed and hung his wrist on the steering wheel, rubbing his temples with his other hand. Slumping further into his seat he mumbled, ?That guy really doesn?t possess any emotion.?
He returned Heero?s badge to his pocket for safekeeping.
The Headquarters had not been very quiet since the first of the month when rebel movement had been detected. It was the earliest Preventors had proactively discovered potential trouble and that left many holes in the story to be filled in without many clues at the present point in time. The Gundam pilots had become members of the Preventors with the exception of one Heero Yuy whom claimed his work was better done alone.
?Good thing Preventors insisted on your badge.? Trowa shared with him as he entered the hallway. Word traveled fast as to everyone?s location when internal intelligence was concerned.
Wufei concluded. ?Yes, and that you have Duo as your keeper.?
He continued down his path to Lady Une?s office ignoring the insult before he stopped short to his destination. Une appeared out of a side office and faced Heero in the hallway. The gundam pilots stood gathered, Heero at the front and Quatre joining Lady Une?s side.
?Heero.? He casually turned to her. She was astounded by his lack of sharpness, how he could be found in the position he was.
The Heero Yuy. In jail.
However, this was a matter best discussed in private, and she did like to keep an air of professionalism, even if Heero wasn?t one of her operation - officially. This was a matter best handled when it came to the Perfect Soldier. ?You will be briefed later. We have some special-ops we need to discuss in the conference room. 2145 hours.?
Heero passed his former comrades, further placing a distance between himself and them while heading to the break room for some sleep.
Something didn?t fit right, all of the pieces of the puzzle weren?t coming together for him. He replayed the events over and over in his mind. How long it had taken him to find the man, trailed him to that spot in the alley, the eyes, the mask, the movements and how he had been outmaneuvered and left with the villain?s leftovers. The mess he had to clean up.
How could he be outsmarted? Perhaps he needed to head back to Dr. J for some training. Perhaps his slow growth of emotion was interfering with his job. It was more convenient to be rid of them.
But then he had a thought, at the very same moment Relena was sliding into a bubble bath after her horseback ride. The package lay open, the contents folded out upon the material. A small tube of bubble bath, a petite flower and a necklace that glimmered in the dim lights. She stared at the shards of crystal encased in silver from the opposite side of the tub and inhaled the scent of the soap. The bubbles caressed her body and she lifted the flower to place in her tuft of hair bunched up atop her head. It was the same flower that had brought them together; finally brought them together on a different level. The circumstances always similar, for the circumstances were a commonality to both their lives, but this time they had come together as human beings. Not such a novelty for her, but for him? she could immediately see it in his eyes and made it her personal vow to nurture that spark and encourage it.
Sleep did not come and the conference occurred as scheduled. Une took her seat in front of the five and held a stack of worn papers in front of her. She had read through them so many times she no longer required looking down at them to know their precise contents.
?There had been confirmed movement on three colonies, an unknown force acting in the shadows. But this time, the mystery of this force is even more undefined. They are in the infant stages of the planning and, already, we?ve not done our job.? She pointed out the locations of the colonies behind her and stacked the papers, compacting them perpendicular to the countertop. ?The recent death of Dr. J has shown how much we are lacking, not to mention how it has complicated matters considerably.?
Heero looked up from his spot in such a matter that would only be considered urgent by those who knew him.
Dr. J was dead? Impossible. He wasn?t dead. How could Dr. J be dead? He had escaped death so many times, the only of the five scientists to escape their certain demise. He had gone back into the shadows, just as he did during the duration of Operation Meteor, kept loose contact with Heero via vidphone, until Heero found out the location of his lab... and in fact, as Heero recollected the events of the day, he had just spoken with Dr. J before encountering the mask. It couldn't be true.
?It?s true.? Duo remarked looking down at the table. ?I saw him myself Heero.?
Heero trained his eyes consistently on Une. They had shifted between the papers on the tabletop in front of him and her face the entire briefing. ?Heero, if you need to leav-?
?Continue.?
Une sighed and bit her lip. ?We need to investigate the scene, determine the style of execution in order to read more of our enemy.? A sideways glance to ensure Heero was fairing well with the adjectives she choose.
?Duo, you were the one who was first on the scene, perhaps you should-?
?I?ll do it.? Heero?s features told her it was not a request.
?Heero-?
At this point in time he stood from his seat and headed toward the door.
?Heero, I know that you are not under my jurisdiction. But I request, as a friend and someone concerned for your well-being, do not leave this briefing yet.?
Heero looked back at her when he had reached the door.
?That?s something I?ll never understand.?
With that he left his former comrades in the conference room, a defeated leader Une staring after him.
Next Chapters:
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
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oooh girl this is get real good, great start. lots of action with a hint of romance and it left me wanting more. Great 

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And the genius gets arrested. Brilliant.
Can't wait to see more, lou lou!
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Well this certainly looks promising. I hope you continue soon.
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I love this new story!!!
It is definitely a new start and very different from the others out there.
I love your descriptions!
They are simply lovely!
I can just imagine Relena in her horse and riding across a grassy plain!
I still can't believe Heero got arrested, I mean how could he have
left his preventers badge!
I loved Heero's gift and how he knows her so well, to know that she
was going to use it after horseback riding.
Lovely start!
Can't wait to see more!

It is definitely a new start and very different from the others out there.
I love your descriptions!
They are simply lovely!
I can just imagine Relena in her horse and riding across a grassy plain!
I still can't believe Heero got arrested, I mean how could he have
left his preventers badge!
I loved Heero's gift and how he knows her so well, to know that she
was going to use it after horseback riding.

Lovely start!
Can't wait to see more!
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No idea what's going on. It was weird, and the description was confusing.
Is this a character exploration? I think there's too many ideas, so the this story's jumping all over the place, and not getting any particular point across.
Is this a character exploration? I think there's too many ideas, so the this story's jumping all over the place, and not getting any particular point across.
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I'm dying in my one little way
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Will you save me
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:silly grin: Was that ebil?matisleonhart wrote:oooh girl this is get real good, great start. lots of action with a hint of romance and it left me wanting more. Great
Things changed a lot for the pilots after the war and events of Operation Meteor. I believe there is an adjustment the Gundam pilots would have to make to this in becoming ordinary citizens. Coincidently, it was funny in my mind to see him in jail and what Duo would have to say to that.WingZero2118 wrote:Thats so unlike Heero to let himself get arrested especially by the local authorities. Great twist on things here.
Do you think it unfair?
Hehe, this is my own interpretation of his character. I agree with those stories written that do not have Heero as a member of Preventers. Somehow I can't see Heero readily involved with a large organization or group - he was on the same side as the Gundams but was in reality following a single man's orders: that of Dr. J's. However, I do believe that Heero's goals are the same as Preventers.takisha16 wrote: I still can't believe Heero got arrested, I mean how could he have
left his preventers badge!
Do you think that it's fair to say that Heero's dependency on needing the Preventer's badge is a shadowing of his need for humanity as well?
takisha16 wrote:I loved Heero's gift and how he knows her so well, to know that she
was going to use it after horseback riding.![]()

HiFreak wrote:I hope you continue soon.

But I like to go back over and keep the flow and make sure things are connecting as I write the following chapters without editing notes at the bottom of the Chapter once posted on BI. Therefore, I wait to post them.
But rest assured, it will continue ^.~ Chapter 2
Thank you for all the reviews! They're quite encouraging indeed
