Disclaimers: Ahh. here we go again. *Ahem* I value my life and the little
money I have to my name, therefore I shall not even attempt to claim
anything related to Gundam Wing.
Warnings: OOC-ness?, shouen-ai, AU?, angst.
Pairings: But of course my favorite pairing. 1+2!! If you've read my
other fics, you probably know me much more then you want to right now.
Obsidian Dipped in Blood
Teaser Kitana Bradford
The imposing figure shrouded in black paced impatiently around the cowering wreck of a man on the floor. Blood-red eyes were narrowed in wrath at the incompetence of his minions. He ignored the pitiful blithering of the panicked man at his feet.
He turned and aimed a vicious kick at the cringing soldier. His foot connected and the silence was broken briefly by a wet-sounding crack.
"I sent you to capture ONE LITTLE BOY AND YOU DARE TO RETURN TO ME AFTER YOU FAILED?!" His voice rose in pitched-anger as he screamed.
"N-n-no, sir. I- I mean, y-yes sir." The soldier stuttered pathetically. "Please, Sire!! Just give us one last chance! We won't fail you again, I swear!!"
"See that you don't. General. I want that boy alive. He is the last of the Ancient Torihito race and he is the key to the ultimate power. The consequences if you do not succeed shall be beyond your worst nightmares."
The soldier paled and swallowed hard.
\"Y-y-yes, sire!" The man quickly scrambled on his hands and knees toward the sanctity the solid exit provided, before his lord could change his decision to let him live.
Once the soldier was gone, the dark figure resumed its pacing.
"I shall have that power. and then NO ONE WILL STAND UP TO MY MIGHT!!! I SHALL BE INVINCIBLE!!!!" The ominous laughter echoed throughout the murky catacombs.
Obsidian Dipped in Blood
Teaser Kitana Bradford
The imposing figure shrouded in black paced impatiently around the cowering wreck of a man on the floor. Blood-red eyes were narrowed in wrath at the incompetence of his minions. He ignored the pitiful blithering of the panicked man at his feet.
He turned and aimed a vicious kick at the cringing soldier. His foot connected and the silence was broken briefly by a wet-sounding crack.
"I sent you to capture ONE LITTLE BOY AND YOU DARE TO RETURN TO ME AFTER YOU FAILED?!" His voice rose in pitched-anger as he screamed.
"N-n-no, sir. I- I mean, y-yes sir." The soldier stuttered pathetically. "Please, Sire!! Just give us one last chance! We won't fail you again, I swear!!"
"See that you don't. General. I want that boy alive. He is the last of the Ancient Torihito race and he is the key to the ultimate power. The consequences if you do not succeed shall be beyond your worst nightmares."
The soldier paled and swallowed hard.
\"Y-y-yes, sire!" The man quickly scrambled on his hands and knees toward the sanctity the solid exit provided, before his lord could change his decision to let him live.
Once the soldier was gone, the dark figure resumed its pacing.
"I shall have that power. and then NO ONE WILL STAND UP TO MY MIGHT!!! I SHALL BE INVINCIBLE!!!!" The ominous laughter echoed throughout the murky catacombs.