Dangerous To Love: Chapter One
Posted: Wed May 28, 2003 3:05 am
Dangerous To Love: Chapter One
disclaimer: no no...you got it all wrong. i'm not claiming ownership to anything. i'm poor as it is so stop throwing lawsuits in my face. hehe.
note: well, here i am again. this may be one of my most ambitious fics to date due to its plot and the amount of research i have to put in to make it a worthwhile fic for you guys to read. it will be quite a long epic and i hope to have all your supports throughout. don't give up on me when i get lazy or discourage and give up on this. i'm loving my idea so far so i think i may be inspired enough to update this more often. enjoy the first chapter people! happy reading!
Just a little more. Accept the pain and it will become a part of the mind enough that it won't register physically. Just a little more. The pain in her right leg seemed to be throbbing more forcefully. She did not have to glance down to know that the blood was oozing out more frequently. Christ, the bastards just had to shoot her. She knew the bullet had gone through because she didn't feel it anywhere inside her wounded leg. If it hadn't gone through, she would have been in so much more pain. And this she knew from experience itself. The bastards.
She was nearing the river. She could smell the water and hear the rush of it rolling and crashing against rocks. She was limping now, unable to do anything about the obvious tracks she left in her wake. She simply had no time to erase the evidence and soon they would be on her. Behind her she heard the callous tones of angry men and the constant snapping of branches. She knew why they were angry. The men did not take likely the demise of their fellow kinds. She had to get rid of them to make her escape. And she knew it was also necessary to use whatever she could as a weapon to distract the men enough to get them near her. Even the use of her body. God she felt dirty. The river. It was her only hope now. The water would make it hard for the men to trace her footsteps and wash away her distinctive odor. The men were used to tracking down their preys and they could smell her from miles away. She knew how it worked and she knew how to use it to her advantage.
The current was not strong enough to carry her away and drown her but it was still a trial due to her injury. She slipped a few times but kept her balance. She would not allow herself to give in to exhaustion now. She had been through so much more. She would not allow them to take her down this way. The instinct to survive forced her until she finally reached the other side. The water had been cold enough to numb her senses. She crawled her way to solid ground and gasped for breath. No rest. No stalling. She had to move fast. Using her arms as leverage, she pulled herself up and started limping through the thick green forest once again. Survive. She had to survive. Her brother would never forgive her if she ended up in the arms of the enemy once again. But christ, how she wanted to drop and fold herself up into a ball of exhaustion. Instead, she swallowed the pain and kept limping to safety just beyond the forest where she could hear the engine and the blades of the helicopter. Safety. Hell, there was no such thing in her life.
"Where the hell is she? She'd better show up or else i'm going to have to go after her." Zechs Merquise paced the ground before the helicopter and let out a few growling sounds of frustration. "Come on, hurry up dammit." He muttered the words to no one.
"She'll be here." The asian man next to him assured simply while frowning at the dense forest in front of him. "She never fails."
"I hope to god you're..."
The tall blonde haired man sensed her before she limped her way into the clearing. Then he went running to her side as she stumbled and almost lost her balance. She looked like hell.
"Shit, you look like hell soldier."
"Nice to see you too brother. I'm glad you're happy that i'm alive and barely kicking."
Wufei Chang ran forward and supported the other side of the wounded woman. "Come on, you too can be relieved later when we actually can get the hell out of this godforsaken place."
They hoisted Relena up the helicopter where two strong arms received her.
"Goddamn, what the hell kinda wild parties have you been hopping around to woman?"
Duo Maxwell paled at the state the woman was in as he guided her inside and looked over her countless wounds.
"Hello, Duo. Lots of wild parties. Lots of wild animals. You should have been there." she replied through gritted teeth as the pain finally made its way through the numbness that had held it at bay.
"I wish i could have been," he bit back the sympathy that ran through him at her sorry sight. He knew she would not appreciate it. Tough. Too bloody tough. "You don't know how much i wish i could have been there."
Duo took out a needle from his medical bag and gave the half unconcious woman the shot to numb her senses just as Wufei ordered the pilot to take off. Zechs leaned down to where the wounded woman was lying and frowned in concern.
"How is she?"
"She should be dead by now considering the loss of all that blood. Shit, how the hell did she manage to escape them through that forest with her wound without getting herself killed?"
"This is Relena we're talking about. She would never let them take her down just like that."
Duo shook his head in obvious disapproval. "So that's why you sent her alone to complete that bloody mission?"
"We didn't need an army storming through the bastard's lair and risking an all out war." Zechs answered defiantly. He had been given no choice.
"And so you sent a one woman army to do the dirty job. And i thought the world was bad enough as it was. It just keeps getting better."
"You don't understand. She was born to do these kind of assignments. She's the best the world can offer."
"It doesn't make it right."
"No, but it keeps innocent people from getting hurt." A sacrifice. Zechs turned away from the sight of her limped body. A pawn to be sacrificed to beat the opponent and be the master of the game. He closed his eyes and fought back the urge to vomit. Just another fucking weapon to use against enemies. A killing machine. The finest.
"So you risk Relena's own life. You've got thousands of people who could have done the job dammit!"
Zechs sighed wearily and forced himself to look at her again. The he whispered in a flat voice, "She's the best Duo. She was trained for this since the beginning. The others would never have completed the job. They would have died before they even entered Mendoza's place."
Her eyes were closed, their orbs hidden beneath protective lids and long thick eyelashes. But he knew what lay beneath them. Sapphire eyes frozen with death and destruction. Coated red with endless blood shed. Assassin eyes that mirrored only the dark depths of hell. He started at her sudden movement. Her hand was grasping for something that wasn't there and she was fighting the drug that Duo had given her.
"Shit, she'd better stop that or she'll open her wound even wider." Duo muttered oaths under his breath as he tried to calm the frenzied woman.
Zechs reached for his weapon and emptied the chamber. He placed the gun in Relena's searching hand until she quieted down. He watched as Duo's complexion paled at the realisation. She lived by the gun.
The blonde man once more tore his gaze away from Duo's condemning eyes and closed his own. He would let Relena recuperate and then give her some time away from her job. A vacation in the Bahamas maybe. Or wherever she pleased. Even she had to rest and get away for just a while. And if she refused, he would have to coldcock her to get her away. She would be in a lot of heat for quite some time. Bringing down an infamous drug lord all by herself would cause an all-out search for her blood. And even Relena Dorlian could not go against the world of mercenaries all by herself. He knew that the only way to keep her out of an assassin's rifle view would be to hide her. And to have her be guarded by a man more deadly than the sentries of snipers who would be on their way to her soon. A man who would be able to handle Relena as well. Zechs prayed to the demons and the gods that the man he had in mind would cooperate. He would be the only one qualified enough to do the job. He dialed the number and waited as the phone rang.
"Yes?"
Impatient and gruff.
"Heero Yuy...this is Zechs Merquise. I have a job offer for you."
to be continued...
disclaimer: no no...you got it all wrong. i'm not claiming ownership to anything. i'm poor as it is so stop throwing lawsuits in my face. hehe.
note: well, here i am again. this may be one of my most ambitious fics to date due to its plot and the amount of research i have to put in to make it a worthwhile fic for you guys to read. it will be quite a long epic and i hope to have all your supports throughout. don't give up on me when i get lazy or discourage and give up on this. i'm loving my idea so far so i think i may be inspired enough to update this more often. enjoy the first chapter people! happy reading!
Just a little more. Accept the pain and it will become a part of the mind enough that it won't register physically. Just a little more. The pain in her right leg seemed to be throbbing more forcefully. She did not have to glance down to know that the blood was oozing out more frequently. Christ, the bastards just had to shoot her. She knew the bullet had gone through because she didn't feel it anywhere inside her wounded leg. If it hadn't gone through, she would have been in so much more pain. And this she knew from experience itself. The bastards.
She was nearing the river. She could smell the water and hear the rush of it rolling and crashing against rocks. She was limping now, unable to do anything about the obvious tracks she left in her wake. She simply had no time to erase the evidence and soon they would be on her. Behind her she heard the callous tones of angry men and the constant snapping of branches. She knew why they were angry. The men did not take likely the demise of their fellow kinds. She had to get rid of them to make her escape. And she knew it was also necessary to use whatever she could as a weapon to distract the men enough to get them near her. Even the use of her body. God she felt dirty. The river. It was her only hope now. The water would make it hard for the men to trace her footsteps and wash away her distinctive odor. The men were used to tracking down their preys and they could smell her from miles away. She knew how it worked and she knew how to use it to her advantage.
The current was not strong enough to carry her away and drown her but it was still a trial due to her injury. She slipped a few times but kept her balance. She would not allow herself to give in to exhaustion now. She had been through so much more. She would not allow them to take her down this way. The instinct to survive forced her until she finally reached the other side. The water had been cold enough to numb her senses. She crawled her way to solid ground and gasped for breath. No rest. No stalling. She had to move fast. Using her arms as leverage, she pulled herself up and started limping through the thick green forest once again. Survive. She had to survive. Her brother would never forgive her if she ended up in the arms of the enemy once again. But christ, how she wanted to drop and fold herself up into a ball of exhaustion. Instead, she swallowed the pain and kept limping to safety just beyond the forest where she could hear the engine and the blades of the helicopter. Safety. Hell, there was no such thing in her life.
"Where the hell is she? She'd better show up or else i'm going to have to go after her." Zechs Merquise paced the ground before the helicopter and let out a few growling sounds of frustration. "Come on, hurry up dammit." He muttered the words to no one.
"She'll be here." The asian man next to him assured simply while frowning at the dense forest in front of him. "She never fails."
"I hope to god you're..."
The tall blonde haired man sensed her before she limped her way into the clearing. Then he went running to her side as she stumbled and almost lost her balance. She looked like hell.
"Shit, you look like hell soldier."
"Nice to see you too brother. I'm glad you're happy that i'm alive and barely kicking."
Wufei Chang ran forward and supported the other side of the wounded woman. "Come on, you too can be relieved later when we actually can get the hell out of this godforsaken place."
They hoisted Relena up the helicopter where two strong arms received her.
"Goddamn, what the hell kinda wild parties have you been hopping around to woman?"
Duo Maxwell paled at the state the woman was in as he guided her inside and looked over her countless wounds.
"Hello, Duo. Lots of wild parties. Lots of wild animals. You should have been there." she replied through gritted teeth as the pain finally made its way through the numbness that had held it at bay.
"I wish i could have been," he bit back the sympathy that ran through him at her sorry sight. He knew she would not appreciate it. Tough. Too bloody tough. "You don't know how much i wish i could have been there."
Duo took out a needle from his medical bag and gave the half unconcious woman the shot to numb her senses just as Wufei ordered the pilot to take off. Zechs leaned down to where the wounded woman was lying and frowned in concern.
"How is she?"
"She should be dead by now considering the loss of all that blood. Shit, how the hell did she manage to escape them through that forest with her wound without getting herself killed?"
"This is Relena we're talking about. She would never let them take her down just like that."
Duo shook his head in obvious disapproval. "So that's why you sent her alone to complete that bloody mission?"
"We didn't need an army storming through the bastard's lair and risking an all out war." Zechs answered defiantly. He had been given no choice.
"And so you sent a one woman army to do the dirty job. And i thought the world was bad enough as it was. It just keeps getting better."
"You don't understand. She was born to do these kind of assignments. She's the best the world can offer."
"It doesn't make it right."
"No, but it keeps innocent people from getting hurt." A sacrifice. Zechs turned away from the sight of her limped body. A pawn to be sacrificed to beat the opponent and be the master of the game. He closed his eyes and fought back the urge to vomit. Just another fucking weapon to use against enemies. A killing machine. The finest.
"So you risk Relena's own life. You've got thousands of people who could have done the job dammit!"
Zechs sighed wearily and forced himself to look at her again. The he whispered in a flat voice, "She's the best Duo. She was trained for this since the beginning. The others would never have completed the job. They would have died before they even entered Mendoza's place."
Her eyes were closed, their orbs hidden beneath protective lids and long thick eyelashes. But he knew what lay beneath them. Sapphire eyes frozen with death and destruction. Coated red with endless blood shed. Assassin eyes that mirrored only the dark depths of hell. He started at her sudden movement. Her hand was grasping for something that wasn't there and she was fighting the drug that Duo had given her.
"Shit, she'd better stop that or she'll open her wound even wider." Duo muttered oaths under his breath as he tried to calm the frenzied woman.
Zechs reached for his weapon and emptied the chamber. He placed the gun in Relena's searching hand until she quieted down. He watched as Duo's complexion paled at the realisation. She lived by the gun.
The blonde man once more tore his gaze away from Duo's condemning eyes and closed his own. He would let Relena recuperate and then give her some time away from her job. A vacation in the Bahamas maybe. Or wherever she pleased. Even she had to rest and get away for just a while. And if she refused, he would have to coldcock her to get her away. She would be in a lot of heat for quite some time. Bringing down an infamous drug lord all by herself would cause an all-out search for her blood. And even Relena Dorlian could not go against the world of mercenaries all by herself. He knew that the only way to keep her out of an assassin's rifle view would be to hide her. And to have her be guarded by a man more deadly than the sentries of snipers who would be on their way to her soon. A man who would be able to handle Relena as well. Zechs prayed to the demons and the gods that the man he had in mind would cooperate. He would be the only one qualified enough to do the job. He dialed the number and waited as the phone rang.
"Yes?"
Impatient and gruff.
"Heero Yuy...this is Zechs Merquise. I have a job offer for you."
to be continued...
you.No slacking off.
Hmm... I'm most definitely intrigued. 
More please! 
Interesting... Relena's personality is different from her