The Gathering of The Gods
17 years ago
With a
round of laughs and giggles, the plan was immediately sent into action. Over
twenty drunken gods paid no heed to the consequences of their actions, as they decided
to have some fun with the youngest of the gods. The set of twins, one standing
for all that was good and light, the other standing for all the was bad, yet
his eyes and soul stood like his brother. Pure and godly, they both were. Yet
young, and easy to manipulate.
"So, who
should be their mother?" One man asked as the god of beauty laughed loudly.
"How about
that crazy woman? Une was her name I believe. Seem like it'll be more fun if
the person's not quite right in the head." Laughter roared from the other gods,
and Beauty laughed to himself.
"Zechs,
must you be such an idiot?" Beauty turned his head at his rightful name,
acknowledging the newest presence.
"Knowledge,
I'm surprised to see you present in a place like this." The goddess rolled her
eyes.
"Zechs, why
don't you and the other boys go back home? You know very well that no good can
come out of sending the twins to this place called "Earth"." Beauty merely
laughed at the woman.
"Mia, go
back to your little library and let us handle everything." The woman placed
slender fingered hands on her curved hips, giving the best glare she could
muster.
"If Trieze
asks, I'm telling exactly who did it. He'll kick your ass too!" She exclaimed
as Zechs laughed.
"I sleep
with the man, surely he won't mind." With the toss of her head, Mia walked over
to the tavern's entrance.
"Fine,
ignore me. But when the time comes, you'll be sorry. Don't say I didn't warn
you." Turning on her heels, she stalked out of the room. Zechs shrugged, his
intoxicated mind not comprehending the true meaning of the woman's words.
Shrugging, he turned back to the other gods.
"Well
pretty boy, are you going to do it or not?" Spoke the god of pestilence, his
ruthless blue eyes waiting impatiently for an answer.
"Calm down
Cale. It'll take me a minute." The azure haired guy merely tilted his head in
the other direction, as he waited for Zechs to continue. He, the god of Famine
along with the god of destruction, watched in interest as Beauty's body began
to glow, and the plan was set into action. With a laugh, the group turned a
wall into a projection screen, and watched as the twins were delivered. Unknown
to the group, the goddess of war watched in interest.
"Silly
Beauty. He just placed the finest gift in the palm of my hand. If only
Knowledge had gotten through to him. But she didn't, and that's all the better
for me. Now to sit, and wait for the time to strike to come." With a torrid
laugh, she eased herself out of the shadows of the tavern, and into the
darkness of the night.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"What ugly
little things. Good thing I was never a child."
"They are
not ugly, they're beautiful." Une retorted, clutching her children to her
breast. The goddess of war rolled her eyes.
"They're
crinkly and bright red. I've seen old feeble men that were more attractive then
they are. Thank death that I only need them when they are older. Relena, Hilde,
come forth." The goddess watched as her prized followers stepped out from their
shadows, each waiting for their command.
"Take these
rotten babies and make sure that nothing happens to them."
"And the
mother?" War shrugged.
"Whatever
you wish. I don't care, just remove all three from my site!" The two women
nodded, each taking one of the children, as they left the room. War smiled,
ignoring the cries of the infants from deep within the citadel.
"Eighteen
more years, my little ones. And then your power will be mine." With a laugh,
Dorothy headed to her bed for rest. Even goddesses must sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"My
children, my poor babies…" The brunette attempted to sooth the children in her
arms, yet still they cried out in fear, their violet eyes wide orbs. Never had
she imagined having two violet eyes babies, but then again, never had she
imagined having twins.
"Hush my little
babies. Don't cry, your mommy's here and she's going to make sure that nothing
happens to you." Carefully she kissed each babies wrinkly forehead, causing
them to calm a bit. She smiled, pulling each to her.
"Don't
worry boys, I will never leave you." First, she kissed the brunette's hair,
watching as he gave her an odd look, then smiled brightly.
"What to
name you, I have no idea. I wasn't expecting to be a mother of two. Two." She
paused for a moment, thinking to herself.
"Two. I
think I'll call you Duo." She stated, winning another smile from the child.
"Well, it
looks like you like that name." Slowly she titled her head to look at her other
son, gracing his forehead with a kiss as well. Running her hand through the
gold tuft of hair atop the child's head, she smiled. Her child was so serene as
apposed to his grinning twin brother. So calm, collected, reserved, for a baby
that was.
"I think I
shall name you Sage. You seem wise for a newborn. Well, who am I kidding,
you're only a baby, you can't be wise. But still, that shall be your name. Duo,
Sage, always and forever. I am your mother, yet I know I cannot always be just
that." Slowly her thoughts drifted to the less fortunate subject of her
capture. The moment she became pregnant, there had been people after her,
hunting her down for reason's she did not know. Or rather, she did not want to
know. Someone was after her children, and as a mother, she could not let them
have her babies. Yet, even through all the struggles, by her 7th
month, she knew she was far to pregnant to keep this up, and allowed herself to
be captured, if only so that her overwork would not harm the children. So now
she was here, in a small room with her two new children. The small room she had
been living in since she had arrived.
"What is it
about you two boys that has everyone after you?" She asked, holding the babies
in her arms.
"Don't
worry my loves. I'll rescue you both from here, if it's the last thing I do.
Even if I never see you again, it's better that you not be near these retched
people." They babies looked on in curiosity, yet remained silent. She smiled,
pulling them near. The calm silence shared between a mother and her sons was
shattered at the opening of the door.
"We've come
to get the children." Une's eyes widened in horror.
"No! Don't
take my children!" The two girls rolled their eyes, yanking the infants from
their mother's hold, as the babies burst into tears in unison. The women
groaned in annoyance, as Une saw her only chance. She could possibly save one
of the children, though the cost may very well be her own life. Yet she had to.
Motherly instincts kicked in as she kicked the blonde girl, known only as
Relena, in the stomach, pulling Duo from the crumpling form's grip, and bolting
past Hilde. She had to escape. She had to save one child even if she could not
save the other. Racing down the hallway, she head to the door, bursting through
it and running across the gravel, ignoring the slicing of her feet on the
rocks, as she ran for her child's life.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"A
beautiful day, isn't it sister Helen?" The woman nodded as she glanced around
at the foliage, smiling as the birds chirped and a soft summer breeze blew
through. All calm was lost though, when a terrified woman ran up to them,
clutching a screeching infant in her arms.
"Please!
You have to help me!" Father Maxwell looked in horror at the lady.
"What has
happened?" He asked as she gasped for breath.
"I don't
have time to explain! Please, take my baby, take little Duo, and protect him
with your life! They're going to kill him, kill me, and kill his brother!" She
thrust the crying baby into the arms of sister Helen.
"My other
baby, his twin, I must save him! Please, take Duo, and leave! Leave now, before
they find you and hurt you too!" Father Maxwell nodded as the woman took off in
a run, back to where she came from. Yet, Une would never make it home to her
other child.
End of
prologue…
