shadowjessica: Hey srry about not writing anything *new* in a while. I just haven't been hit by inspiration lately. Anyway, This one is about the childhood of my GW OC, Jessica Allister, pilot of Gundam Cross/Crosslock. (BTW, instead of Goku, I have here her fellow pilot, Duo Maxwell, helping me out!)
(My first GW fanfiction, BTW!)
Duo: Oh Yeah! She *finally* got around to writing again.
shadowjessica:...and I'll be keeping up this time, Shinigami.
Duo: *reads over my paper* Wow, I didn't know she was-
shadowjessica: *bonks him on head*Be quiet about that! Now, will you do the honors and read out the disclaimer to the audience?
Duo: *rubs back of head to vainly ease some of pain*(Does she always do that?)Yes. Jessica only owns her OCs. Gundam Wing is property of Sunrise, Bandai, and Yoshiyuki Tomino &Hajime Yatate.
Prologue:
Life
is supposed to be happy, life is supposed to be prosperous, life is
supposed to be loving, and yet it is also supposed to be a test, at
least, that's what life was in the eyes of a woman and her young
daughter.
"Momma?" The child asked.
"Yes, dear?" The mother replied.
"Why are we living in an alley? Why don't we live in a big house?" The child asked inquisitively of her mother.
The mother frowned, as she knew that question would one day come up.
"We can't afford one, my child. We can't even afford to stay in a hotel for one night. To put it simply, taxes are too high and we can't even buy a piece of bread." The mother sighed. Her child walked up to her and put one of her youthful hands into her mother's adult one. The mother then looked down to see her child smile reassuringly.
"Don't worry, momma. We've made it before, we'll do it again." The mother immediately bent down and hugged her child. "If only your father hadn't been killed...if only he'd stayed, we wouldn't be here, in an alley, digging for food and shelter." Painful memories immediately flooded the minds of both mother and child. tears filling their eyes. "Pappa..." the child muttered as she dug into her mother's arm. Oh, the memory of that cold winter day. She had just walked in the door and was putting her mittens up on a hook when she heard her mom scream.
"NOOOOO!" Her mother screamed, voice breaking at the end.
The child ran to the room where the scream was from. "Momma, what's wrong?" she asked worriedly. The mother turned to see her child, tears in her eyes.
"Jessica, I don't know how I should put this..." she said, pulling herself together. "It's your father. Something happened to him. He's hurt very badly and-" her mother lost what little composure she had. She broke down into tears, and her child, Jessica, knew only what that meant. "Daddy, no." The child said in disbelief. She started crying her building tears out. From then on, both mother and child spent the day crying.
"Ahem," said a man, who, apparently, had eavesdropped on them, "if I may, may I offer you two a home?"
They turned bloodshot eyes to him. "And who are you?" The mother spoke up.
"My name is Daniel McAllen." The man replied.
"Mr. McAllen, may I please have a moment to talk this over with my daughter?" The mother asked.
"Why, of course you may. I'm in no hurry."
"Thank you." The mother then turned to her child.
"What's going on, Momma? What does that man want? She asked.
"Jessica, this may be the day our luck changes. That man is offering us shelter in his home." The mother explained. She tried in vain to contain her excitement, and that was nothing compared to her daughter's.
"'Shelter'? As in home? Yay!" She bellowed happily.
The mother immediately took this as her daughter's approval.
She
walked back over to the man and gave her answer. "Mr. McAllen,
we'll take you up on your offer."
"Alrighty, then, if
you and your child will follow me to my car, I'll take you to your
new home." Mr. McAllen smiled. But, little did they know, the
mother and child had left their alley for a less-than-promising new
lifestyle, something far, far les promising.
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shadowjessica: So, how'd y'all like it? I think it is the best OC fanfic out there!
Duo: Isn't that for the readers to decide?
shadowjessica: ...
Duo: Jessica...
shadowjessica:
Alright! I admit, its not the best, but please tell us what your
truly think of it so far!
Duo: Please!
Duo and shadowjessica: *begging* We really need to know what you thought!
shadowjessica: Oh, and until the next one...
Duo: Later, guys!
