Warnings: None really. Each chapter is startling short and is merely a very small glimpse into the lives of the GW ppl. Every chapter signifies a new person and all of these are serious and at times even a tad angsty. When I wrote these I was trying to visually a realistic view of what they could be doing. I'm posting this because it's been sitting in my hard drive for awhile now and I thought 'what the hell' so, hope ya enjoy and I'd greatly appreciate reviews ^_^
For the crown you've placed upon my head feels too heavy now
And I don't know what to say to you but I'll smile anyhow
"Hunter" Sung by Dido, Written by: D. Armstrong & R. Armstrong
Relena Darlian understood what was expected of her now as the reporters
yelled and screamed their questions as she made her way toward her car.
Eight years of the same thing would make anyone used to it. She answered
their questions numbly, the questions not really penetrating the dream-like
trance she seemed to be in. Eight years of wondrous peace since the Mariemeia
war. Eight years of being Vice Foreign Minister, a tie between colonists
and Earth, and nine years since she'd worn a crown that claimed her as
Queen of the World.
It saddened her to see parents pointing her out to their children and whispering
that she was once their Queen. Didn't they understand? She wasn't the Dove
of Peace. She wasn't their Angel. She didn't stop the wars. She'd merely
preached her ideals, trying to convince people who didn't want to be convinced.
She hadn't stopped the wars. They had. Those parents, the soldiers, politicians,
nobles, the Gundam pilots. But they didn't want to accept the truth… Because
the truth could tie them in knots and thrust a responsibility none of them
deserved into their arms. So, they said she was their Queen and Dove and
Angel and she took the responsibility of peace on her shoulders. She fought
with words…
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.
Words were more powerful than sticks and stones any day. With a single
comment she could end the career of any political Representative of the
Alliance.
With a single bullet she could end his life.
But which was worse? A bullet would kill him, but then what? Then nothing.
He'd be dead, nothing more… A ruined career and reputation, however, could
destroy his life. His wife may leave him for her fitness trainer, his friends
might turn their backs on him, and the reporters would have a field day
with his story.
Honestly, she'd prefer a bullet.
Life was strange. Years ago she'd been nothing, but a pampered politician's
daughter. A bit of a sad and lonely girl, for sure, but she'd had a wonderful
life ahead of her. She'd been brilliant in her classes and had even been
thinking of her future career… Queen of the World had never been on the
list she'd created.
Every girl wanted to be a princess.
Why did she have to become their Queen?
A princess was allowed to relax and be rescued by Prince Charming… The
Queen was forced to rule each and everyday, living for her people, trying
to understand their needs…
When she'd accepted this position, as Vice Foreign Minister, she'd never
assumed it would last so long. A year or two, maybe, but eight? No… In
the back of her mind, she'd always thought that eventually she'd settle
down and enjoy this peace that so many others loved.
But things never seemed to work out the way you planned.
Prince Charming didn't always marry the princess he rescued.
Sometimes he disappeared and was never seen again.
The princess didn't always love the Prince.
Sometimes she got over her crush and focused on her people.
Life didn't have a fairytale ending.
Sometimes the Queen didn't like the crown placed on her head.
Relena smiled and climbed into her car…