Rated: PG-13 for violence, nothing else.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, but I certainly do own this story.
To Kill A Soul Part 2
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?What?s his face,? his friend had been called. ?Joined the circus, lost his memory,? had been explained.
That wasn?t good. If Trowa had lost his memory, it was trouble for everyone. He wasn?t supposed to know Trowa?s secret, but he did. And if Trowa had forgotten he?d turn insane.
?He?s here?? Quatre mused looking around at the colorful boxes and high tents. ?Trowa!? he shouted, ?Trowa! It is you! It?s really you.?
Trowa turned in his kneeling position at the lion?s cage. ?I?m sorry. Do I know you??
?What do you mean? You don?t remember me? How much have you forgotten??
Trowa stood, backing away.
?Trowa, you?ve got to listen to me. You don?t realize what you are, do you? I won?t let you make the same mistake I made and end up hurting others. You?re a vampire, and you?ll go mad if you don?t remember. You?ll go mad if you don?t get blood. You told me so yourself.?
?A.. a vampire?? Trowa stuttered.
?Yes.?
Trowa stood, shocked at such a statement. How could he be a monster that drank blood? Yet blood did sound good. He felt weaker every day and...
?I?m not lying to you. Please remember.?
Trowa took a step forward. Quatre braced himself.
A metal bucket crashed to the ground. ?Trowa! Get back in the tent,? yelled a girl.
?But Catherine?
Catherine regained her posture. ?Go back and help the manager. I?ll finish looking after the animals, K??
?Ok.?
Trowa turned and left.
She turned to Quatre.
?He?s not going back out with you to fight.?
?But...?
?Trowa?s like a brother to me. He?s lost his memories because they?re too painful for him. He doesn?t want to remember.?
?And it?s all my fault. It?s because of a mistake I made that he?s like this. And I?m so sorry.?
?If you?re sorry, then leave. He?s better off at the circus here with us.?
Trowa watched from inside as this boy turned and left. ?I know that guy. I?ve met him before. Why can?t I remember?? he muttered to himself. Trowa shivered. ?I?m so cold.?
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Trowa stood at the payphone, duffle bag thrown over his shoulder. He?d reserved himself a flight to Vejle, Denmark boarding in 45 minutes.
He?d watched the other leave for Sanc. It wasn?t his business to stop him. In fact, he knew it?d be easier to take Heero?s way out, but he didn?t want to.
Trowa flipped open the pages containing numbers and names. He couldn?t go by Trowa Barton any longer. He?d have to steal another identity; he?d just change his last name for now.
Kosh, Trowa Kosh. That sounded perfectly Danish. What did it matter anyways? It was only one more name.
Forest, Collyer, Albin, Laughlin, McQuiston, Sparks, White, Rice, Maroder, Seay, Zaya, Davis, Large, Smith, Waldrup, Dover, Barton...
In all those lives he?d lived he?d done been just about everything from professional musician to gundam pilot. Most definitely these last two years were the most exciting. War, danger, guns, tyrants, and despite it all... Despite all that had happened he?d formed allies and friends among the humans. On human discovered what he was, and remained his friend. A circus performed had adopted him as her brother. It?d be hard to let go of these people. It?d be hard to forget they?re names. It?d be hard to leave Trowa Barton and his memories behind, but time to move on. After living as a vampire for sixty years, he couldn?t comprehend the word ?forever.?
Trowa pushed in a few coins, and waited for a dial tone before pressing zero for the operator.
?Connect me to the Best Western Torvehallerne in Vejle, Denmark,? Trowa stated into the phone. ?I?d like to make reservations for tonight... One person... The name?s Trowa Kosh... Thank you.? He hung up the phone.
Yes, he would be Kosh for now. As far as the rest of the world knew; Trowa Barton was dead; and to some extent they were right.
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The sounds and smells of animals filled the circus. Quatre entered the tent and glanced around.
?Catherine,? he addressed, ?Hey, Catherine!?
She paused and looked up from her work. ?Oh, it?s you. Are you responsible for taking Trowa away again??
?He?s not here?? Quatre questioned in shock.
?No.? She spat, ?He said he had to leave; told me we were better off without him.?
?I guess it?s to be expected,? Quatre mused, ?When did he leave??
?Early this morning.?
The human glanced his watch nervously; it was only a bit after noon. ?I can still catch him.?
?We have no clue where he went.?
?I?ll find out.? Quatre turned, quickly exiting with determination. Trowa wasn?t going to have the last word.
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The vampire reached into the flames and turned the embers. Sparks rose into the starlight night.
?Can I try?? asked a small human boy with black hair carelessly cut below his ears.
?No? stated the demon.
?You always say no.? the child emphasized. ?Why do you get to touch it??
?You will burn yourself. I can?t.?
The boy backed down, sheepishly nibbling on a bowl of rice. He put down his bowl, and reached for the flames.
The vampire caught his hand. ?Hozumi, I told you no. You?ll hurt yourself.?
?Why can?t I??
?You?re human, that?s why.?
?When I grow up, I want to be just like you, Oji-san. Then I?ll be really strong.?
?When you grow up, you?ll realize how lucky you are to be alive. Most demons would have you for dinner. As for me, I?d much rather be human. You don?t understand the curse of blood.?
?But then you?d have to sleep, and eat and you couldn?t be strong and all that other stuff. No one can tell you what to do. You?re immortal. You can do anything you want.?
?If I could do anything, I?d become human again, but in case you can?t see, I haven?t changed a bit.?
?Why would you want to?? asked the boy crawling into the demon?s lap. ?When you?re a vampire you?re super powerful and everyone has to listen to you.?
?Some times, there are things better than having people listen to you.?
?Money??
?No, Hozumi. Not money.?
?Toys? Lots of toys??
?No; lots of love. Love is something that people give to each other, but they never give it to someone like me.?
?Am I allowed to??
The vampire smiled at the boy. ?Sure.?
?OK. I give you lots and lots and lots of love.?
?And I give it all back,? the demon replied.
?That?s no fair.?
?Sure it is. You?ve just got to give it back again.?
?I give you a bunch of love, this big,? said Hozumi, stretching his arms as far as they could go.
?And I give you love 100 times bigger than that,? the vampire said.
?How big is that??
?Big?
?Really, really big??
?Really, really big.?
?Wow,? said the boy. ?That?s big. Oji-san, tell me about Ka-san again.?
The vampire smiled once again. ?Your mother loved you very much,? he began and told the boy stories about his sister, Kayiki, the way they?d grown up. He told his nephew what she looked like, and how she was always busy. Just how she would smile at every one, and love everyone: no matter what.
And her son listened till he fell asleep.
The demon gently moved the boy out of his lap onto the ground. He stood, time to hunt.
?Do you miss him, Heero??
Heero turned slowly. It was just another dream.
?I don?t know?
?How can you not know what you feel? Are you that confused??
?What you see of me now misses Hozumi, and my human life. But the demon that speaks outside of my dreams likes him better dead. He believes it?s easier without close contact with humans. Sadly, that demon is right.?
?You don?t have to be that way.?
?I don?t have a choice. Vampires can?t be attached; I?ve got to move on. All I can do is keep living.?
?But you can still love. As a vampire you loved that boy.?
?I?ve changed! Everyone changes.?
?And you?re still changing. Every vampire was once human. And that?ll be stuck with you. Humans change, and whether you believe it or not, the blood in your veins is human blood. Corrupted blood, but it is still human. Change for the better. Become human again.?
?And how do you suggest I do that.?
A long pause followed. ?I don?t know.?
?Of course not, it?s impossible.?
?Can a vampire not love??
Heero walked close to the girl, looking calmly into her eyes. He gently placed a hand around her neck.
?You?re cold...? she whispered.
The vampire leaned forward, and softly placed a cold kiss on her lips. ?Stay away from me, Relena, or I?ll kill you.?
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The drone of the traveling bus greeted the vampire. He glanced out the window at the cloudy sky.
That was one dream too many. Relena had interfered with his thoughts too much, and he couldn?t get the despicable girl out of his head. He?d arrive in Sanc Kingdom in a few minutes.
Then she would die. Then he wouldn?t think of her. Then the soul of his past self would finally leave this dead body. He?d kill her, kill it.
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Quatre looked at the door. With a politically and economically influencing family, it had only taken him a few minutes to track Trowa. And here he was.
Best Western Torvehallerne in Vejle, Denmark, room 305.
The human took a breath, and knocked on the door. He waited, heart banging. It was a sense of foreboding, but he ignored it. The door opened.
Trowa looked surprised and stepped back.
?Quatre? What...? Trowa stopped as realization sunk in. ?I suppose you want to talk,? he said and gestured into the room.
Quatre entered, shutting the door. ?Why can?t you stay??
?Think about it. I?m not growing any older. All the humans are. It would look odd to see me stay sixteen. People would ask questions.?
?Yeah, people who care about you. Do you think if you told them what you were they would hate you??
?Their opinion doesn?t matter.?
?Why doesn?t it matter??
Trowa leaned against the hotel wall, shutting his eyes. ?It just doesn?t work that way Quatre.?
?Why not??
?Think about it in the long run. I might loose control of myself and kill them. Besides, there are other vampires, and they aren?t nice. Most of the ones that are left are the ones that hunt each other. The rest are young, and they?ll be killed soon. I?ve killed several other vampires; a few of those were trying to kill me. They?d use my human friends against me. And then you?d suffer.?
?Do you not think that we already suffer? Do you want us to think that you disappeared out of the universe? Do you realize how cruel that is??
?You don?t know pain.?
?Do you even care what happens to us humans??
?Of course I do. I fought for your peace, and safety. Having me around is not safe. Even if I stayed, would they approve of how I exist? The average person would shun me.?
?Did I??
?You don?t count. You?re mentally unstable.?
?And you?ve helped me! You?re the best friend I?ve ever had, I don?t care that you?re a vampire. If it hadn?t been for you, I would have destroyed everything in space. I don?t think I could bear to see you leave and never come back.?
?It?s what I do, and I always will. If you know what?s best, you?ll leave. I can?t have any humans following me around.?
?I won?t.?
?Leave Quatre, I can?t be attached to humans. It?s better that way.?
Quatre didn?t move. Trowa looked at his human friend and sighed.
?No matter what I say, you?re just going to stay, right??
Quatre nodded.
?You?ve left me with no choice. I guess a companion would help pass the time.? Trowa stepped towards Quatre and bit him without hesitation.
The human gasped, unable to move. He felt his blood draining, and his energy leaving him. Trowa was killing him, and he continued to suck his life.
The demon pulled away from his victim. He bit his wrist willing the black blood to bleed.
?Drink.? He ordered.
Quatre looked at him weakly.
?Drink,? Trowa repeated placing his wrist under the human?s nose.
Quatre tasted the blood and began to suck. Then he collapsed, dead.
Trowa picked his friend off the floor and laid him on the bed. It would be nice to have a friend he wouldn?t have to leave.
The demon glanced at his fledgling. Maybe he should have just killed him. Hmm... too late now. Trowa headed out into the hotel hallway. He?d get Quatre a human to feed. It would be odd capturing a human in mid-day, but Quatre wouldn?t be awake for at least another ten hours.
And he couldn?t help wondering what was happening in Sanc. It wasn?t even that far away.
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The clouds glared menacingly down making a cold February after noon all the lonelier
The vampire waited for Relena outside the World Nation headquarters. The meeting would be over soon, but the time wasn?t his concern. He had all the time in the world. As the seconds droned on, his determination to murder the pacifist swelled to a sickening level. She had to die or he could never rest. Once gone, his mind would no longer be burned by the thought of Relena. And his soul, having nothing to live for, would perish along side her.
And the longer Heero waited, the surer he became of his decision.
The delegates filed out. Kill her...
?Relena,? he called.
She turned, ?Heero? What are you doing here? Is something wrong??
?I need to talk to you.? He stated. ?Alone.? The vampire turned and headed towards the trees that scattered across the country side.
As expected, Relena followed. Into the trees, completely unseen, the foolish girl tagged behind. Heero stood looking away from the girl as he waited for the remaining delegates to depart. The sounds died.
The demon turned.
?What is it you wanted to say??
She was only feet away from him. He stared into her soft blue eyes. One look wouldn?t change his mind.
He stepped forward and bit her neck. No one but Heero heard the scream.
Relena was on the road to death.
Her blood... It tasted exactly as he?d dreamed it would.
But the kindness burned his throat, the life made his sick. He pulled away, gagging. Every bit of her being was exactly what his kind was not. He clutched his stomach. His body felt as if it was going to vomit its intestines to rid him of her taste. He keeled over spitting blood, black and red.
?Heero!? she exclaimed, ?What are you??
Heero continued to cough up blood. Relena knelt down beside him. She placed a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. ?What are you, Heero??
The philosophy behind his actions he carried over the years seemed to slip. She?d done it in every dream. She?d done it every time he saw her. Relena had forced a demon to love her.
His body no longer rejected the kindness, and he brought himself to a more respectable position. ?I?m a vampire, Relena.?
Relena looked taken aback and then replied sharply. ?That?s nonsense. Vampires aren?t... You can?t be... It?s impossible. There are no such things as vampires.?
?I?m a three thousand seven hundred fifty-eight year old vampire. What you believe doesn?t change a thing.?
?Heero, what happened to you? You?re spotting out nonsense.?
?What happened...? You wouldn?t believe a word I said.?
?Tell me, I?ll listen.?
Part of Heero thought to kill her but... He wanted her to know. He wanted someone to know. ?I used to live in a small fishing village near the sea. My father became a samurai fighting for the local shogun controlling the area. My mother disapproved, and divorced him, taking my older sister with her leave. They came to live in that village. Demons rarely bothered the area preferring to stay around the war in the inland. The soil there was fertile and the sea productive. She had me a few months later. It was peaceful in the small village. I hadn?t imagined life any other way. When I was thirteen my sister married and had a son. My mother died of the influenza passing through the area the same year. A year after, my sister?s husband was found dead. At the time no one could explained what happened. They said he?d sinned against the gods of the sea. But as it was, I moved in with my sister and inherited her husband?s land. Things were fine for two short years.
?But then he came along. It?s been so long, I can barely remember. I don?t know what he did, or if was just a sense. I never like the man. He was a stranger in the village wanting to escape the life of a samurai. The story sounded like nonsense to me. No samurai would give up their position. I never liked him. In any case I was right. He killed my sister and turned me into what I am. So I killed him. That demon was the first I killed. I was banished from my village, and took my sister?s son, Hozumi.
?I was determined to kill all like that demon, and in doing so I became stronger. Of course, to continue to exist I lived of human blood, but never killed them. I hated drinking blood, so I killed the others like me.
?Over the years Hozumi and I roamed Japan, traveling to different villages. In all the time we wandered, only two villages figured out what I was. The first one offered me someone to kill in hope that I wouldn?t destroy the village. The second looked at us differently. And since they were unable to kill me... they killed Hozumi. I destroyed that village, not one person escaped. And I killed the people I met after that, for they reminded me of those that had killed of my last family member. I realized the entire world was evil, and in turn, became evil to accommodate. I never allowed myself to become attached to a human again and killed all without mercy.
?Just a few years ago, I became a gundam pilot hoping to be killed or at least have a purpose. And then I met you. Since then I?ve changed. You?ve messed with my thought. I can?t be a vampire with a human mind. It hurts too much. I can?t let you bring back my soul.?
?Heero, there?s no such things as vampires.?
?Believe what you want. That doesn?t change my fate, or yours.? Heero hissed, pulling out his knife. Just because he couldn?t drink her blood didn?t mean that he was unable to kill her.
?Heero,? she repeated. She rested her hand on top of his. ?Come and stay at my house for a few weeks. We can talk and you?ll get you senses back.? With that Relena gently stole his knife and closed the blade. Wind blew threateningly chilling the human. ?It?s cold out here; you must be freezing in that. Let?s go.?
?Cold doesn?t bother me.?
?Let?s go inside Heero. You?re already sick.?
She stood and urged him to his feet.
?Relena.?
Heero stood and pulled her toward him in an embrace he hadn?t seen fit to give for the last three thousand seven hundred thirty-four years. Now he understood the strange way she affected him. He understood why he couldn?t help it. He loved her.
He resolved not to kill her. He wouldn?t change her either. He couldn?t bear to see her suffer in the ways he had. Relena was his to protect and he would protect her till she vanished from the face of the earth.
She was warm. Humans were so strangely warm.
Heero inhaled the cold February air. It was cold; Relena wouldn?t be able to stand it for long.
Heero paused as realization hit. He was breathing. He was noticing the cold, and it made him shiver.
And unfamiliar pulse radiated through him. The vampire was becoming...
human again...
?See, Heero. You?re warmer al...?
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Dear reader;
You?ve come to the turning point in my story. Now you may do one of two things. You can stop here and consider this a happy ending.
Or if curiosity beckons, then continue and find out the gruesome destiny that waits at the end of my tale.
If you?re stopping, thank you for reading. As far as you know, Heero becomes human again and he and Relena live happily ever after. There will be some empty spots, but I hope you enjoyed To Kill a Soul.
To those of you who want to continue; be prepared. Now scroll down and find out what happens.
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Relena was yanked away. Heero jumped looking into the emotionless eyes of her captor.
?Have you lost your sanity, Heero? You?ve always been the one reminding me how to treat humans. You can?t be attached to them. It will mean your destruction. Kill her or change her.?
Trowa...
?Leave her alone.? Heero stated.
?Letting her live won?t work. I would change her, but it?s not my decision. You?re the one who fell in love with the girl.?
?I won?t hurt her.?
Trowa took the knife out of Relena?s now sweaty hand, flipping open the sharp blade.
Heero?s eyes widened. ?You wouldn?t!?
?I would.? the younger chided. ?That is unless you would rather do the deed.?
?Don?t!?
Trowa took the blade driving it into her back. He drove it in again, and again ignoring her screams. He pushed her towards Heero.
Heero caught her disbelieving all that had happened.
?You know as well as I, that wound is fatal. She?ll live long enough for you to change her, if you wanted to. Otherwise, she?s as good as dead.? Trowa stated in monotone and leaned against a tree watching the scene unfold before him.
Heero lay Relena on the cold earth, pain radiated from her body in aching waves. He wouldn?t let her slip away. He pull his knife from her back used it to slit his wrist.
?Please, Relena. Stay with me.?
Heero wanted to see her live. He wanted to watch her live with kindness; he wanted to receive one of her smiles. This was the only thing he could do.
His skin crawled back together. Relena choked. He slit him self again.
?Drink, Relena, please.?
Relena looked at his hand above her face, the black blood. She saw his pleading eyes, and weakly raised her hand to hold his. ?You?re warm... a dream come true. In my dreams you?re warm, but you always kill me. I believe your story Heero, but I don?t want to be a vampire. Be a kind person, Heero.?
Her hand and fell limp. Her breath ceased, and her heart drowned in its own blood.
It had all come together and fallen apart in minutes. The heat was fading from her body. Her hand was as cold as the air around him.
His hurting and shocked features faded into indifference. Heero Yuy was dead, once again.
The vampire forgot the nameless human. She meant nothing, and neither did her words.
?Thanks, Trowa,? the older replied moving to his feet. ?She almost drove me insane. ?
?No problem. You?ve looked out for me before. Speaking of such, Quatre decided to come after me.?
?What?d you do??
?Told him to leave.?
?So of course, he didn?t?
?We all know each other too well. So, I have my first fledgling.?
?Lucky you.?
?I better go back and get him. If he wakes up on his own, he?ll go mad. Want to come along??
?Why not??
The demons strode into the darker reaches of the trees. The clouds clapped out thunder. The rain poured. Soaked to the skin. It was cold. Wind hissed. Stung.
And now I leave you with the corpse of Relena Peacecraft as a reminder of what it took to kill a soul.
the end...
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To Kill A Soul Part 2
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To Kill A Soul Part 2
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