Restless:Prologue
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Restless:Prologue
disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing but if i ever do, i'm gonna make Heero beg for Relena to marry him.
note: A new inspiration and a whole new idea for me. It's AU and obviously, it's Heero/Relena pairing. Hmmm...you know it's going to have some angst right? Hehe. I can't help it! But you never know, it might turn all happy when you least expect it. I'm still working on Hollow Girl of course, this is just an idea that will develop sometime in the future. Hope you like the set-up so far.
There were rumors about her. Hundreds of them. They floated around the hallways like restless ghosts. Every sentence that came out of their mouths involved her name. She was wealthy beyond imagination they said. She was the daughter of a very influential and powerful business man they said. She was the sister of a very famous politician they said. It went on and on. The rumors. The whispers. The all out judgments. She was weird. She was a disgrace to her family. She was wild. She was involved with shady people. She had gotten kicked out of so many private schools that only few were left as her options. They even said that she had almost set fire to the very school she recently vacated. She was the talk of the town alright. And she had yet to even arrive at the Peacecraft Private School. She was famous even before she made her entrance. Of course, it didn't help that the school was her very own mansion. The very place she had grew up in. The very place she had first made her escape from. Relena Dorlian's welcome home was not one she had anticipated. In fact, the tightening in her chest just proved how much she dreaded stepping out of the vehicle that brought her to the palace. She longed to jump out of the sleek car and run as fast and as far as possible. But the people in her life seemed determined to tie her hands behind her back and hack off her legs. It made her want to scream in pure fury. And pure terror. God, how she longed for freedom. She took a deep breath before facing what she felt was an execution. But she'll be damned before they let her see so much as a single drop of emotion from her face. She pushed the door open before the driver of the vehicle had the chance to get out. Show time...
Four distinctive and formidable figures cut through the crowd that gathered around the entrance of the Peacecraft palace. Without a word, the students made a wide path for the figures to cut through. One lagging figure called out from behind them.
"Hey, wait up will yah!?" Duo Maxwell bellowed as he tried to catch up to his friends.
All five reached the steps leading to the vast front yard and looked down with guarded expressions at the black mercedes parked just outside the gate.
"Do you think all the rumors are true?" Duo persisted, looking at each of his friends.
Wufei simply shrugged an arrogant shoulder and snorted snidely. Trowa offered no opinion and Heero's expression was frozen in indifference. Only Quatre spoke up to Duo's question.
"We must never believe anything until we have seen for ourselves. She may not be how they portray her," he ignored Wufei's raised eyebrow that spoke of his disbelief and gave one final advice. "We don't have the right to judge."
Then silence descended as a figure stepped out of the vehicle. And silence remained long after the figure closed the door of the car and stood underneath the stares of the students. She was a vision that none of them knew how to take. She wore black and she wore it well. From the black high-heeled boots, low-riding hip-hugging black jeans, simple black tank top, to the tight fitting leather jacket that completed the outfit that screamed "BAD". She wore it well and she wore it like a second skin. The face contrasted with the whole image. It was so pure, almost innocent, and so damned angelic. Of course, the expectators to her arrival were too far to look into her eyes and see to the very truth of her. Sapphire orbs glinted with an inner almost demonic fire. And it seemed almost to want to claim everything it touched and set it ablaze. No, they were too far indeed to take notice of that. Her long honey blond hair danced with the wind and only added to the deceiving image of purity. <i>Relena Dorlian...</i> Unconciously, every mind simultaneously whispered the name almost reverently.
Duo whistled under his breath in appreciation. "Holy crap, that's Relena?"
Quatre was too distracted to offer much of an answer. "Yeah..."
Relena Dorlian raised her gaze to the crowded expectators on the front steps of the Peacecraft mansion. A corner of her mouth lifted to form an unkind smirk. Figures. The perfect, obedient students of the Peacecraft Private School couldn't wait to see for themselves the blacksheep of the legendary Peacecraft family. Relena swore she would make her family pay no matter what the cost. She hated being cornered and dragged. But more than anything, she hated the fear that coiled in her stomach at the thought of entering what she had known as home during childhood. Memories resided there and memories were the only demons she could not kill. Oh yeah, she would definitely make them pay.
She climbed the steps with impatient grace until she reached the few that would level her with the crowd of curious students. She raised her eyes to glare at the offending fascinated stares when she caught sight of unruly brown hair and prussian death glare. Her heart literally stopped beating for three seconds. Only one thought slipped through the shock that deemed her brain useless. Her family was going to pay for bringing her back.
Heero Yuy read the expression of utter shock before she had expertly masked it with an angry frown. He almost smiled to himself. He read the murder in the way her cheeks flushed and her fists clenched at her sides. He knew that her family would take the brute force of her revenge. Relena did not let go of crimes against her easily, if at all. And bringing her back to the Peacecraft mansion and by extension, to him, was the ultimate crime in her book. Heero looked forward to seeing her release her anger as much as he dreaded her presence. He had been down this road before and he doubted that the outcome would be that much different. Relena Dorlian would walk into his life once again like a force of nature and leave it looking like an aftermath of a very destructive storm. She had done it once and she would do it again. But this time, it would be different. He had learned his lessons well. He ignored the ache that throbbed just at the base of his chest and turned away from her beautiful furious glare. He ignored the curious stares he received from his friends and walked past them into the mansion. Then the corner of his mouth lifted in a bitter smile. <i>Welcome home Relena...</i>
-to be continued...
note: A new inspiration and a whole new idea for me. It's AU and obviously, it's Heero/Relena pairing. Hmmm...you know it's going to have some angst right? Hehe. I can't help it! But you never know, it might turn all happy when you least expect it. I'm still working on Hollow Girl of course, this is just an idea that will develop sometime in the future. Hope you like the set-up so far.
There were rumors about her. Hundreds of them. They floated around the hallways like restless ghosts. Every sentence that came out of their mouths involved her name. She was wealthy beyond imagination they said. She was the daughter of a very influential and powerful business man they said. She was the sister of a very famous politician they said. It went on and on. The rumors. The whispers. The all out judgments. She was weird. She was a disgrace to her family. She was wild. She was involved with shady people. She had gotten kicked out of so many private schools that only few were left as her options. They even said that she had almost set fire to the very school she recently vacated. She was the talk of the town alright. And she had yet to even arrive at the Peacecraft Private School. She was famous even before she made her entrance. Of course, it didn't help that the school was her very own mansion. The very place she had grew up in. The very place she had first made her escape from. Relena Dorlian's welcome home was not one she had anticipated. In fact, the tightening in her chest just proved how much she dreaded stepping out of the vehicle that brought her to the palace. She longed to jump out of the sleek car and run as fast and as far as possible. But the people in her life seemed determined to tie her hands behind her back and hack off her legs. It made her want to scream in pure fury. And pure terror. God, how she longed for freedom. She took a deep breath before facing what she felt was an execution. But she'll be damned before they let her see so much as a single drop of emotion from her face. She pushed the door open before the driver of the vehicle had the chance to get out. Show time...
Four distinctive and formidable figures cut through the crowd that gathered around the entrance of the Peacecraft palace. Without a word, the students made a wide path for the figures to cut through. One lagging figure called out from behind them.
"Hey, wait up will yah!?" Duo Maxwell bellowed as he tried to catch up to his friends.
All five reached the steps leading to the vast front yard and looked down with guarded expressions at the black mercedes parked just outside the gate.
"Do you think all the rumors are true?" Duo persisted, looking at each of his friends.
Wufei simply shrugged an arrogant shoulder and snorted snidely. Trowa offered no opinion and Heero's expression was frozen in indifference. Only Quatre spoke up to Duo's question.
"We must never believe anything until we have seen for ourselves. She may not be how they portray her," he ignored Wufei's raised eyebrow that spoke of his disbelief and gave one final advice. "We don't have the right to judge."
Then silence descended as a figure stepped out of the vehicle. And silence remained long after the figure closed the door of the car and stood underneath the stares of the students. She was a vision that none of them knew how to take. She wore black and she wore it well. From the black high-heeled boots, low-riding hip-hugging black jeans, simple black tank top, to the tight fitting leather jacket that completed the outfit that screamed "BAD". She wore it well and she wore it like a second skin. The face contrasted with the whole image. It was so pure, almost innocent, and so damned angelic. Of course, the expectators to her arrival were too far to look into her eyes and see to the very truth of her. Sapphire orbs glinted with an inner almost demonic fire. And it seemed almost to want to claim everything it touched and set it ablaze. No, they were too far indeed to take notice of that. Her long honey blond hair danced with the wind and only added to the deceiving image of purity. <i>Relena Dorlian...</i> Unconciously, every mind simultaneously whispered the name almost reverently.
Duo whistled under his breath in appreciation. "Holy crap, that's Relena?"
Quatre was too distracted to offer much of an answer. "Yeah..."
Relena Dorlian raised her gaze to the crowded expectators on the front steps of the Peacecraft mansion. A corner of her mouth lifted to form an unkind smirk. Figures. The perfect, obedient students of the Peacecraft Private School couldn't wait to see for themselves the blacksheep of the legendary Peacecraft family. Relena swore she would make her family pay no matter what the cost. She hated being cornered and dragged. But more than anything, she hated the fear that coiled in her stomach at the thought of entering what she had known as home during childhood. Memories resided there and memories were the only demons she could not kill. Oh yeah, she would definitely make them pay.
She climbed the steps with impatient grace until she reached the few that would level her with the crowd of curious students. She raised her eyes to glare at the offending fascinated stares when she caught sight of unruly brown hair and prussian death glare. Her heart literally stopped beating for three seconds. Only one thought slipped through the shock that deemed her brain useless. Her family was going to pay for bringing her back.
Heero Yuy read the expression of utter shock before she had expertly masked it with an angry frown. He almost smiled to himself. He read the murder in the way her cheeks flushed and her fists clenched at her sides. He knew that her family would take the brute force of her revenge. Relena did not let go of crimes against her easily, if at all. And bringing her back to the Peacecraft mansion and by extension, to him, was the ultimate crime in her book. Heero looked forward to seeing her release her anger as much as he dreaded her presence. He had been down this road before and he doubted that the outcome would be that much different. Relena Dorlian would walk into his life once again like a force of nature and leave it looking like an aftermath of a very destructive storm. She had done it once and she would do it again. But this time, it would be different. He had learned his lessons well. He ignored the ache that throbbed just at the base of his chest and turned away from her beautiful furious glare. He ignored the curious stares he received from his friends and walked past them into the mansion. Then the corner of his mouth lifted in a bitter smile. <i>Welcome home Relena...</i>
-to be continued...
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Whooo.You can just feel the tension.Seems like those two have a bit of a history.
Even better is that they both seem to consider themselves the wronged party.
Even better is that they both seem to consider themselves the wronged party.
-The Keeper of Dorothy's Dirty Drawers-
STRESS
The confusion caused when one's
mind overrides the body's basic
desire to choke the living shit out of
some jerk who desperately needs it.
Friendship is for the weak - Seto Kaiba
STRESS
The confusion caused when one's
mind overrides the body's basic
desire to choke the living shit out of
some jerk who desperately needs it.
Friendship is for the weak - Seto Kaiba
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What a way to end a prologue! Whew! Wonderful. I truely am intrigued. What a way for them to meet...And I think we're ALL impressed that Lena's not in her usuall pink limo...Adds to the all-around beauty of the fic, I think.
Great job!
I eagerly await the next installment!
Your friend,
Melville's Best Friend

I eagerly await the next installment!
Your friend,
Melville's Best Friend
Bob is my avatar. wicked made it for me. She is basically to-the-limit. Except she's bereft. And that is so sad.
Drop it. Like it is hot.
Drop it. Like it is hot.
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Wow, that was a really good opening! I'm on the edge of my chair waiting to see what happens next. I wanna know what Heero and Relena's history is. This is going to be such a great story! You should thrown in a studded belt into her outfit, then she'd really be cool. Anyway, great beginning and I can't wait for the rest!
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Wow!
Really intriguing.. This is a great set-up! I can't wait to see where you're going to take this!
Really intriguing.. This is a great set-up! I can't wait to see where you're going to take this!
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Aut viam inveniam aut faciam
The imaginary friends I had as a kid dropped me because their friends thought I didn't exist.
-Aaron Machado
Aut viam inveniam aut faciam
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Whoa...I wonder what happened between Heero and Relena before, to make Lena so...angry? Apparently, pink is out, and black is in. Hm.
Very catchy prologue, Raine. 


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nods to self.
Elyn: Reminds me of when I had revenge on the brain
Heero: Since when have you not, had it on the brain?
Elyn: Omae o-
Heero: Korosu.
Both together: That's my line!
Great idea. Keep it up

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Anomynous: Anybody got a carrot? A cookie? Gingersnap?! ...I''m in trouble.
Horse: Feed me now, and I will not shit in your window.

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very cool opening. Relena the bad girl. Whoa.
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Ennis Tremellyn, Director of CIA in The Man.
?We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.? ? Maester Aemon of The Night's Watch, A Song of Ice and Fire
"There are easier ways to die; this is NOT one of them!"
For ALL your anime/game sountrack needs: http://gh.ffshrine.org?r=23263
Avatar is from the Naruto Shippuden trailer, made by farlist in LJ.