AUTHOR'S NOTES: Hehehhe, I can't believe I'm starting another fic now. I
haven't even finished the other one yet -_-" Oh well. Okay, this fic
contains 4+1 and 3+1/1+3. There's some depressing suicidal scenes. I'm not
going to tell you anymore. Just read and find out the rest. And please
please please REVIEW!!
DISCLAIMER: As much as I love Gundam Wing, it doesn't belong to me. Too bad eh?
New Beginnings By: Heero
CHAPTER 1: STRANGE ENCOUNTER
TROWA'S POV
I never thought I would live to see the end of the war. I had been trained to live for the moment, not thinking of the future. Thinking of the future and what it might bring would jeopardize the mission. So I was taught to believe that I was worthless, barely a human being. All I was useful for was to fight in the war. However, an angel was sent to me to show me what life was really about; that life wasn't about war and fighting, it was about peace and happiness. That angel was like me, a Gundam Pilot, the boy known as the Perfect Soldier.
Before I met Heero Yuy, I had always thought I had a high disregard for my own safety. I didn't flinch at the razor sharp knives thrown at me by Catharine, I performed quite dangerous acrobatic tricks usually without a safety net, and above all, I piloted a Gundam. Piloting a Gundam means that you would be willing to give your life for the cause. I knew this and the other pilots knew this, but I think only Heero really understood and accepted this fact. When the time came, he was ready to surrender his life without a second thought. That's how perfectly conditioned he was.
I was more affected than I ever let on. That's the advantage of having an almost impenetrable mask to hide my thoughts and feelings. So that's what it meant to die for the cause. Press the red button of destruction, get thrown 100 feet among shattered debris, pain beyond expression, and for what? For the colonies that turned their backs on us? For the scientists that turned us into fighting machines, barely even human? For the people of Earth that hate us? It was shocking how he could, in one second, make the decision to end his life. Watching it happen, I didn't know if I could do it, even if I was ordered to.
At this point, I hadn't known Heero. I only knew that he was a fellow pilot and a damn good one at that. Although I didn't know him, I knew that he deserved a fitting burial. After all, he did sacrifice his life for us to get away. I wouldn't let Oz desecrate his body. I guided Heavyarms to pick him up. He was so fragile and weak-looking. I had to look away. When I got back to the circus, my curiosity got the better of me. I had to look at this boy, who was probably younger than me, who had fought and given the most precious gift a soldier could give - his life.
I lightly leaped up onto Heavyarms, to where he lay deathly still. However, this stillness was not of death, only of unconsciousness, as I would soon discover. As I looked down at him, for the first time in a long while, I felt an emotion - sadness. I was sad that this boy, that I didn't even know, had died. I felt sad that I would never get to know him. I was surprised that I felt this. But then I dismissed this thought. It wouldn't do to dwell. What was done was done, and nothing could change that. However, it seems like fate was smiling down on me.
As I reached down to shut his eyes to eternal sleep, I felt his ragged breath on my hand. I quickly withdrew my hand as if it had been stung. I looked at him closely, and realized that his chest was moving, almost imperceptibly, up and down. For a moment, my heart was in my throat. I wanted to shout for joy, I knew not why. All I knew was that I was happy that this boy was still alive. This boy that had nothing to do with me, save fighting for the same cause. This boy that I didn't know, but would grow to know, and would eventually grow to love.
END OF TROWA'S POV END OF CHAPTER 1
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is kinda a short chappie Sorry bout that. It will get longer though. Hope you like it. I've got this thing with angst, so prepare yourself to be angst-tified. It's almost Christmas holidays, so hopefully I'll be able to get more chapters up soon. PLEASE review!!! The more reviews I get, the more likely I'll be to post more soon =) The next chapter will probably still be in Trowa's POV, or maybe in Heero's, I'm not sure yet. Well, until next time. Oh, and again, REVIEW!!! Pretty please?
DISCLAIMER: As much as I love Gundam Wing, it doesn't belong to me. Too bad eh?
New Beginnings By: Heero
CHAPTER 1: STRANGE ENCOUNTER
TROWA'S POV
I never thought I would live to see the end of the war. I had been trained to live for the moment, not thinking of the future. Thinking of the future and what it might bring would jeopardize the mission. So I was taught to believe that I was worthless, barely a human being. All I was useful for was to fight in the war. However, an angel was sent to me to show me what life was really about; that life wasn't about war and fighting, it was about peace and happiness. That angel was like me, a Gundam Pilot, the boy known as the Perfect Soldier.
Before I met Heero Yuy, I had always thought I had a high disregard for my own safety. I didn't flinch at the razor sharp knives thrown at me by Catharine, I performed quite dangerous acrobatic tricks usually without a safety net, and above all, I piloted a Gundam. Piloting a Gundam means that you would be willing to give your life for the cause. I knew this and the other pilots knew this, but I think only Heero really understood and accepted this fact. When the time came, he was ready to surrender his life without a second thought. That's how perfectly conditioned he was.
I was more affected than I ever let on. That's the advantage of having an almost impenetrable mask to hide my thoughts and feelings. So that's what it meant to die for the cause. Press the red button of destruction, get thrown 100 feet among shattered debris, pain beyond expression, and for what? For the colonies that turned their backs on us? For the scientists that turned us into fighting machines, barely even human? For the people of Earth that hate us? It was shocking how he could, in one second, make the decision to end his life. Watching it happen, I didn't know if I could do it, even if I was ordered to.
At this point, I hadn't known Heero. I only knew that he was a fellow pilot and a damn good one at that. Although I didn't know him, I knew that he deserved a fitting burial. After all, he did sacrifice his life for us to get away. I wouldn't let Oz desecrate his body. I guided Heavyarms to pick him up. He was so fragile and weak-looking. I had to look away. When I got back to the circus, my curiosity got the better of me. I had to look at this boy, who was probably younger than me, who had fought and given the most precious gift a soldier could give - his life.
I lightly leaped up onto Heavyarms, to where he lay deathly still. However, this stillness was not of death, only of unconsciousness, as I would soon discover. As I looked down at him, for the first time in a long while, I felt an emotion - sadness. I was sad that this boy, that I didn't even know, had died. I felt sad that I would never get to know him. I was surprised that I felt this. But then I dismissed this thought. It wouldn't do to dwell. What was done was done, and nothing could change that. However, it seems like fate was smiling down on me.
As I reached down to shut his eyes to eternal sleep, I felt his ragged breath on my hand. I quickly withdrew my hand as if it had been stung. I looked at him closely, and realized that his chest was moving, almost imperceptibly, up and down. For a moment, my heart was in my throat. I wanted to shout for joy, I knew not why. All I knew was that I was happy that this boy was still alive. This boy that had nothing to do with me, save fighting for the same cause. This boy that I didn't know, but would grow to know, and would eventually grow to love.
END OF TROWA'S POV END OF CHAPTER 1
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is kinda a short chappie Sorry bout that. It will get longer though. Hope you like it. I've got this thing with angst, so prepare yourself to be angst-tified. It's almost Christmas holidays, so hopefully I'll be able to get more chapters up soon. PLEASE review!!! The more reviews I get, the more likely I'll be to post more soon =) The next chapter will probably still be in Trowa's POV, or maybe in Heero's, I'm not sure yet. Well, until next time. Oh, and again, REVIEW!!! Pretty please?