To understand any of this, you need to go and read Shadow Fox's Gundam Wing: Go Fight Win. Unfortunatly, some of it had gotten deleted, so your best chance of reading the whole story- with alternate endings, EW, and other side stories- is to go to our website, http://gundamwing-gofightwin.web1000.com/.
This is a take off of that story, about my character in it, Amy Maxelle. It's about what she's really like- how her mind is sort of screwed up because of everything she's been through in her childhood. The song, "Paradise" by Vanessa Carlton, is very good and I think it explains my character in a way that's very vauge yet strong. If you ever get the chance, listen to it.
This story takes up where the pilots were sent back to America- Amy's just sitting and thinking to herself. This gets deep. Really deep.
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing. Amy Maxelle is mine. Everything belongs to their respective owners- want to sue me? Go ahead. See what you'll get out of me.
~**~
//Once apon a year gone by..
She saw herself give in..
Every time she closed her eyes..
She saw what could have been...//
Everything was sort of blurry- like it wasn't there. Her mind was a swirl and nothing could be made out. But she just sat there, a vacant look as she stared up at the snow swirling silently down around her and the park bench that she was seated apon.
The scenes kept flashing before her- the Gundams, the vortexes, her brothers, the braided boy that she looked so much alike, all her friends, and those cobalt blue eyes... those eyes.... and she saw herself cave, give into the pull of the war... of him....
She kept thinking, and wishing. She missed him. She missed them. She missed everyone. And yet she missed none of them at all....
//Well nothing hurts and nothing bleeds..
When covers tucked in tight..
Funny when the bottom drops..
How she forgets to fight... to fight..//
And it wasn't true... everything hurt. But she made it feel as though it didn't. And the covers were loosening upon her. Her binds were slowly letting go, her mind slipping... the flashes still there...
The explosions... the two towers... her crying... the faceless girl that showed no emotion to anyone... the black hole that sucked her in... the black hole that let her out... and the odd family that she was given to... the boys there she loved so much... the boy that she had to let go of... and she never faught... she didn't fight...
//And it's one more day in paradise...
One more day in paradise...//
The paradise that she had long forgotten had loomed up to get her- and it was there, everyone in it. She was home again, in the dimension that she belonged to. She didn't belong where she had arrived from. This she had peiced from everything... it was paradise to her.
It became even more of one when she saw him...
//As darkness quickly steals the light..
That shined within her eyes...
She slowly swallows all her fear...
And soothes her mind with lies...//
But no, had it ever really happened? The snowflakes kept falling softly on her upturned face. She was back in the first dimension. Like she had never been... there. In her savior paradise. Her brother- her real one- had been there, or was he really hers to say so.... dark twists were grasping everything she knew... and then she saw the cobalt blue eyes again... and the mussy brown hair...
But no, there was nothing there. Her mind was only playing games on her to cover up her mishaps in her life. Where she had lost her original parents, she covered up with the braided one- the non-exciting life, the entire adventure. And, with him, him... she covered... what....?
//Well all she wants and all she needs..
Are reasons to survive..
A day in which the sun will take..
Her artificial light... her light..//
Her reason to live was him, thats what she had used as an excuse- he was a figment of her imagination to keep her going- to keep her sane. /But then, how did I hold him....? he hold me....?/
And a day where it would soak in her fake cheer- it would never come. She was never cheery- not genuinely. Not without him... not without her group. Her real brother..........
//And it's one more day in paradise..
One more day in paradise..
I'ts one more day in paradise..
One last chance to feel alright... alright..//
And for the first time, the vacant eyes shifted around, and her arms moved, the tan trench coat and black leather gloves and boots she was wearing showing signs of movement within. But she didn't know where she was going.... where she was headed.... and then suddenly....
She knew...........
//Don't pretend to hold it in just let it out..
Don't pretend to hold it in just push it out..
Don't you try to hold it in just let it out and
Don't you try to hold it in you hold it in..//
There was a shriek. It wasn't hers. It was someone elses... and she saw the vortex open below her... it was a familiar, welcoming sight... and a trace of a hysterical, paranoid, crazy smile traced her face as the head tilted forward, her braid swinging forward. And she knew she wasn't crazy. She knew that she was going back to her real blood brother, Duo.... her friends and teammates, Matt, Niki, Trel, Savanna, Jason.....and him... him.... her Heero...
//And it's one more day in paradise..
One more day in paradise..
It's one more day in paradise..
One last chance to feel alright... alright..//
The headphones were removed, the music playing into the park and silence of the softly falling snow. And she stood up.
/I have a second chance.... it wasn't a dream..../
//Once apon a year gone by..
She saw herself give in..
Every time she closed her eyes..
She saw what could have been...//
And a shot of looking past the headphones at her back, as she stepping toward the portal. The music still playing.....
And Amy Maxelle dissapeared down the portal, smiling genuinly for the first time in a while.
~Owari~
This is a take off of that story, about my character in it, Amy Maxelle. It's about what she's really like- how her mind is sort of screwed up because of everything she's been through in her childhood. The song, "Paradise" by Vanessa Carlton, is very good and I think it explains my character in a way that's very vauge yet strong. If you ever get the chance, listen to it.
This story takes up where the pilots were sent back to America- Amy's just sitting and thinking to herself. This gets deep. Really deep.
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing. Amy Maxelle is mine. Everything belongs to their respective owners- want to sue me? Go ahead. See what you'll get out of me.
~**~
//Once apon a year gone by..
She saw herself give in..
Every time she closed her eyes..
She saw what could have been...//
Everything was sort of blurry- like it wasn't there. Her mind was a swirl and nothing could be made out. But she just sat there, a vacant look as she stared up at the snow swirling silently down around her and the park bench that she was seated apon.
The scenes kept flashing before her- the Gundams, the vortexes, her brothers, the braided boy that she looked so much alike, all her friends, and those cobalt blue eyes... those eyes.... and she saw herself cave, give into the pull of the war... of him....
She kept thinking, and wishing. She missed him. She missed them. She missed everyone. And yet she missed none of them at all....
//Well nothing hurts and nothing bleeds..
When covers tucked in tight..
Funny when the bottom drops..
How she forgets to fight... to fight..//
And it wasn't true... everything hurt. But she made it feel as though it didn't. And the covers were loosening upon her. Her binds were slowly letting go, her mind slipping... the flashes still there...
The explosions... the two towers... her crying... the faceless girl that showed no emotion to anyone... the black hole that sucked her in... the black hole that let her out... and the odd family that she was given to... the boys there she loved so much... the boy that she had to let go of... and she never faught... she didn't fight...
//And it's one more day in paradise...
One more day in paradise...//
The paradise that she had long forgotten had loomed up to get her- and it was there, everyone in it. She was home again, in the dimension that she belonged to. She didn't belong where she had arrived from. This she had peiced from everything... it was paradise to her.
It became even more of one when she saw him...
//As darkness quickly steals the light..
That shined within her eyes...
She slowly swallows all her fear...
And soothes her mind with lies...//
But no, had it ever really happened? The snowflakes kept falling softly on her upturned face. She was back in the first dimension. Like she had never been... there. In her savior paradise. Her brother- her real one- had been there, or was he really hers to say so.... dark twists were grasping everything she knew... and then she saw the cobalt blue eyes again... and the mussy brown hair...
But no, there was nothing there. Her mind was only playing games on her to cover up her mishaps in her life. Where she had lost her original parents, she covered up with the braided one- the non-exciting life, the entire adventure. And, with him, him... she covered... what....?
//Well all she wants and all she needs..
Are reasons to survive..
A day in which the sun will take..
Her artificial light... her light..//
Her reason to live was him, thats what she had used as an excuse- he was a figment of her imagination to keep her going- to keep her sane. /But then, how did I hold him....? he hold me....?/
And a day where it would soak in her fake cheer- it would never come. She was never cheery- not genuinely. Not without him... not without her group. Her real brother..........
//And it's one more day in paradise..
One more day in paradise..
I'ts one more day in paradise..
One last chance to feel alright... alright..//
And for the first time, the vacant eyes shifted around, and her arms moved, the tan trench coat and black leather gloves and boots she was wearing showing signs of movement within. But she didn't know where she was going.... where she was headed.... and then suddenly....
She knew...........
//Don't pretend to hold it in just let it out..
Don't pretend to hold it in just push it out..
Don't you try to hold it in just let it out and
Don't you try to hold it in you hold it in..//
There was a shriek. It wasn't hers. It was someone elses... and she saw the vortex open below her... it was a familiar, welcoming sight... and a trace of a hysterical, paranoid, crazy smile traced her face as the head tilted forward, her braid swinging forward. And she knew she wasn't crazy. She knew that she was going back to her real blood brother, Duo.... her friends and teammates, Matt, Niki, Trel, Savanna, Jason.....and him... him.... her Heero...
//And it's one more day in paradise..
One more day in paradise..
It's one more day in paradise..
One last chance to feel alright... alright..//
The headphones were removed, the music playing into the park and silence of the softly falling snow. And she stood up.
/I have a second chance.... it wasn't a dream..../
//Once apon a year gone by..
She saw herself give in..
Every time she closed her eyes..
She saw what could have been...//
And a shot of looking past the headphones at her back, as she stepping toward the portal. The music still playing.....
And Amy Maxelle dissapeared down the portal, smiling genuinly for the first time in a while.
~Owari~