Mercenary Relena Prologue
Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2002 12:28 am
Disclaimer: I no no own. You no no sue. Me have fun. Me no no make money.
AN: I felt that the original title was a little too misleading so I've changed it to what it is now. Sorry for any inconvenience. Okay this is a short--very short--prologue of a quirky comedy (I hope *fingers crossed*). It's going to lead to a 3xR pairing with some bastardization of the other characters, other than that I have no clue as to what I'm writing. I'm sure there will be OOC but one has to remember that people change over time, for better or worse.
Pairing: 3xR
Spoilers: None
Genre: Comedy
Rating: R due to language and some sexual refrences.
Mercenary Relena Prolgue
by Wicked Child
She was sick. Very sick to be precise. There was no denying it and she didn?t want to, to be honest. Not of some horrific disease pervading her body, nor was it a sickness within her mind. Well not really. No, she was sick of it. To be more precise, she was sick of it all. Hell, to get right down to it, she was sick and tired of herself in every way imaginable.
Relena Dorlian was tired of being seen as the former Queen of the World, the face of peace, and in some strange cases, the embodiment of all that is virtuous. If only they knew her mind. She was tired of being the Vice Foreign Minister. But what she hated the most, was hating herself. Every time she looked at her reflection, she hated what she saw. And the more she looked, the more she hated. But it was during one of these times, a plan slowly began to emerge from the deep recesses of her mind. The more she thought on it, the giddier she became. She had to control her giddiness during ?important? meetings for fear of being seen as a nutcase. It wouldn't do her any good to laugh hysterically during a meeting regarding the homeless situations on Earth and in the Colonies by one of her biggest supporters. The asylum wasn't for her...maybe Dorothy but not her.
The time to make her move was coming, for the Vice Foreign Minister was actually going to take a vacation. Only she and her soon to be cohort knew that it would be a permanent one. You see, Relena Dorlian was going to kill herself and she couldn?t wait.
AN: I felt that the original title was a little too misleading so I've changed it to what it is now. Sorry for any inconvenience. Okay this is a short--very short--prologue of a quirky comedy (I hope *fingers crossed*). It's going to lead to a 3xR pairing with some bastardization of the other characters, other than that I have no clue as to what I'm writing. I'm sure there will be OOC but one has to remember that people change over time, for better or worse.
Pairing: 3xR
Spoilers: None
Genre: Comedy
Rating: R due to language and some sexual refrences.
Mercenary Relena Prolgue
by Wicked Child
She was sick. Very sick to be precise. There was no denying it and she didn?t want to, to be honest. Not of some horrific disease pervading her body, nor was it a sickness within her mind. Well not really. No, she was sick of it. To be more precise, she was sick of it all. Hell, to get right down to it, she was sick and tired of herself in every way imaginable.
Relena Dorlian was tired of being seen as the former Queen of the World, the face of peace, and in some strange cases, the embodiment of all that is virtuous. If only they knew her mind. She was tired of being the Vice Foreign Minister. But what she hated the most, was hating herself. Every time she looked at her reflection, she hated what she saw. And the more she looked, the more she hated. But it was during one of these times, a plan slowly began to emerge from the deep recesses of her mind. The more she thought on it, the giddier she became. She had to control her giddiness during ?important? meetings for fear of being seen as a nutcase. It wouldn't do her any good to laugh hysterically during a meeting regarding the homeless situations on Earth and in the Colonies by one of her biggest supporters. The asylum wasn't for her...maybe Dorothy but not her.
The time to make her move was coming, for the Vice Foreign Minister was actually going to take a vacation. Only she and her soon to be cohort knew that it would be a permanent one. You see, Relena Dorlian was going to kill herself and she couldn?t wait.