A Shadow in the Night- Prologue
By: M. Maxwell
Disclaimers: Usual things apply. I don't own Gundam Wing, although I wish I did, =) and I didn't mean to offend any one in writing this! ^_^;
A young girl in a political uniform strode down the hallways of the enormous mansion in frustration. Her footsteps resounded within the walls and slurred in with her mutters of anger. "I can't believe that just happened!" She said rubbing her temples from under her sandy blonde bangs. "I actually forgot what I was saying! Kuso! I really should have studied my fathers old journal more thoroughly on the matter!" She stopped suddenly in contemplation. "Demo, what good will it do for me to study them and support pacifism if I can never put my whole heart into these theories?" She wondered aloud. A look of determination crossed her face and she opened the door to a dusty, untouched room. Upon entering her eyes squinted, taking a moment to adjust. Her eyes scanned the room quickly, searching for something. "Oh father, what should I do?" She said as she picked up a worn leather journal. As she turned the pages, absent-mindedly skimming through them, a slip of paper fell into her hands. "Nani?" she asked herself quietly. Carefully unfolding the crisp paper her eyes found the words. 'Although I believe what I preach, I can never force my ideals on another and this is why those who resent me shall always, but I feel none such towards them, for they, as I, are following their hearts in the path they choose. Following your heart is always the correct way, no matter which direction a lost soul seeks.' When she had finished she wore a genuine smile. "I'm glad you would understand father. This is just not the path for me, although I wish I could fulfill your wishes and uphold the Sank kingdom, I am not the one for the job." She replaced the journal to its place amongst many pictures on the hearth and left the room just as she had found it. "'The past is not to be forgotten, Milliardo will uphold your dreams." With this the door closed with a creak and the room was once again sealed in its dark serenity.
A slight mumbling noise can be heard through a large oak door leading into a large suite. A girl with sandy blonde hair and sparkling blue-green eyes is sitting bathed in the light from a lamp. She stares happily up at the moon through large glass balcony doors. Soft sheer lavender sheets billow in the wind coming through the open doors. The girl pulls her shining hair back into a high ponytail and then slips a cap on her head. In the shadows of the moon her sleek form can be seen as she escapes into the night, leaving behind her the world of happiness she once knew all too well. But in doing so, she is also leaving the world of lies she was forced to live. Only a memory remains.
R & R is appreciated! Please submit some reviews! I don't spend my nights in front of the computer for nothing! ^_^;
Ja!
M. Maxwell
By: M. Maxwell
Disclaimers: Usual things apply. I don't own Gundam Wing, although I wish I did, =) and I didn't mean to offend any one in writing this! ^_^;
A young girl in a political uniform strode down the hallways of the enormous mansion in frustration. Her footsteps resounded within the walls and slurred in with her mutters of anger. "I can't believe that just happened!" She said rubbing her temples from under her sandy blonde bangs. "I actually forgot what I was saying! Kuso! I really should have studied my fathers old journal more thoroughly on the matter!" She stopped suddenly in contemplation. "Demo, what good will it do for me to study them and support pacifism if I can never put my whole heart into these theories?" She wondered aloud. A look of determination crossed her face and she opened the door to a dusty, untouched room. Upon entering her eyes squinted, taking a moment to adjust. Her eyes scanned the room quickly, searching for something. "Oh father, what should I do?" She said as she picked up a worn leather journal. As she turned the pages, absent-mindedly skimming through them, a slip of paper fell into her hands. "Nani?" she asked herself quietly. Carefully unfolding the crisp paper her eyes found the words. 'Although I believe what I preach, I can never force my ideals on another and this is why those who resent me shall always, but I feel none such towards them, for they, as I, are following their hearts in the path they choose. Following your heart is always the correct way, no matter which direction a lost soul seeks.' When she had finished she wore a genuine smile. "I'm glad you would understand father. This is just not the path for me, although I wish I could fulfill your wishes and uphold the Sank kingdom, I am not the one for the job." She replaced the journal to its place amongst many pictures on the hearth and left the room just as she had found it. "'The past is not to be forgotten, Milliardo will uphold your dreams." With this the door closed with a creak and the room was once again sealed in its dark serenity.
A slight mumbling noise can be heard through a large oak door leading into a large suite. A girl with sandy blonde hair and sparkling blue-green eyes is sitting bathed in the light from a lamp. She stares happily up at the moon through large glass balcony doors. Soft sheer lavender sheets billow in the wind coming through the open doors. The girl pulls her shining hair back into a high ponytail and then slips a cap on her head. In the shadows of the moon her sleek form can be seen as she escapes into the night, leaving behind her the world of happiness she once knew all too well. But in doing so, she is also leaving the world of lies she was forced to live. Only a memory remains.
R & R is appreciated! Please submit some reviews! I don't spend my nights in front of the computer for nothing! ^_^;
Ja!
M. Maxwell