Hello everyone. It's been a while since I wrote anything and should probably try to update my other story, but I've fallen into a writers block when it comes to horror and have been busy. I wanted to try something in another kind of story and stumbled with these. I do hope you may forgive any grammar/ writing mistakes, English is my second language after all.
Just to clarify, after analyzing the JP version of the series. I believe that Relena's last name should be Dorian and not really Darlian since in katakana it is written ドーリアン and not ダーリアン (darian). Also, instead of Miliardo I will be referering to him as Miliard since I belive the do (ド) is just an adjustment to the sound.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. I just own the plot I've created and the secondary characters included in it.
Prelude
Fire….chaos...death.
It filled the night, engulfing everything with its merciless touch. War had reached the land of the small kingdom of Sanc: a innocent victim of human selfishness in a struggle of power.
The Sanc kingdom had kept itself away from the constant disputes the burned between the neighboring kingdoms, but its neutrality was bound to be broken and the peaceful country had ended up trapped in the crossfire between the cruel armies. Without a significative military force, the Sanc Royal family could do little but see the country fall in pieces. In a matter of hours the battle had reached the Crown City destroying everything that crossed its path.
The once beautiful kingdom of peace and hope was left reduced to scorched ruins, hellish flames and endless piles of corpses. The few survivors seeked refuge behind the walls of the royal palace. The royal family , naturally, offered the little security they could provide to their terrified people, but they were aware of their hopelessness.
Their white walls would soon fall and with it, its occupants would perish. In a desperate attempt of protecting the kingdoms most precious treasures, the queen Katerina enveloped the tiny body of her beloved daughter and put it in her oldest child arms.
"Milliard...my dear. Protect your sister. Don't look back as you run."
The blonde boy looked at his mother in despair. WIth only 4 years old, the young boy was way more understanding and mature than any child his age. He did not protest and silently rushed into the secret passage holding his sister against his chest. The entrance closed behind him and the last time he saw was the crying face of his dear mother.
