well, it's extazi/mad hatter again and i'm suddenly into the fairy-tale type thing. this whatchamacallit is AU, FANTASY, YAOI (eventually), OOC, and generally pretty fun to play w/! i had a great time writing this sucker and i hope you all like it! ^_^
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Long ago, in a country far away, there lived a king. This king had two wonderful children, a boy and girl. His daughter was every bit the princess she ought to be, with long, golden hair and lovely blue eyes. Her name was Relena and she was sixteen. His son was tall and strong, having long platinum blond hair and the most winter-blue eyes ones had ever seen. His name was Milliardo and he was nineteen.
Now, this kingdom was very prosperous and had very few troubles, but the king was old. He wanted his heir to marry. As one knows, normally this isn't a problem, but Prince Milliardo was very stubborn and very much in love with a young noblewoman by the name of Lucretzia de Noin. Unfortunately, this young woman did not seem to feel the same way about the Prince. This proposed a slight difficulty.
As it was, the king was also very clever and knew that if Lucretzia was not in love with his son, then she would have to be enchanted into it. For this task, he called Sally Po, the Wit'ch of the kingdom. This he would not normally have done, for he had never dealt with Wit'ches before and was somewhat nervous. Fortunately, Sally Po turned out to be a pleasant woman with grey streaked hair and peasant clothing.
"What service do you require, your Highness?"
King Peacecraft of Cinq drew his son forward, presenting him before the old woman.
"My son is in love with a young woman whom does not love him in return. For this we plead your assistance."
Sally's eyes sparked with silent mirth and she nodded. "I see... " She straightened to her full height. "To do this, I will require something of you, Prince."
The prince looked startled, but he knelt before the old woman, head bowed. "What you wish will be yours, Madame," he said softly.
The Wit'ch nodded, pleased. "Yes, child, you will certainly be able to fulfill a Wit'ch's desire." She paused and drew the Prince up, meeting and holding his eyes.
"Across the mountains, at the peak of the highest one, which is called Libra, is the fortress of the Sorceress Une. Three years ago, she took an interest in my child, a beautiful and powerful Wit'chling that I named Treize, for he was born on the thirteenth day of the Wit'ch month. She stole him away from me and locked him in her fortress so that she might forever posess him and make him work his magic into reality for her. I fear that I shall never see him again and I want you to deliver him from her. In order to do this, I give you the services of my servant, the last of the Dragon clan. He is called Wufei and perhaps he will be able to help you."
Gravely, the prince bowed. "I will do as you wish, Madame."
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"Gather 'round everyone, gather 'round! I have here a wonder of nature! A real-live Phoenix-boy!"
Milliardo Peacecraft glanced over at the hawker to see a young man no older than his sister or Wufei, sitting in a huge cage. Glancing at the afore mentioned Dragon, he approached, intrigued.
"A Phoenix?"
The hawker glanced over and smiled brightly. "Yessir. O'course, right now he's in his human form, but he'll change eventually."
Milliardo frowned, eyeing the boy. The 'Phoenix' looked angry and terribly sad, feral cobalt-blue eyes fixing on the prince and demanding release.
By Milliardo's side, the dark-eyed Chinese boy, Wufei, shook his head. "Humans don't understand. You can't put something like him into captivity and expect him to live long."
The young prince sighed. "I know we don't, Wufei." He glanced up at the hawker and frowned. "Release him."
The older man was startled into laughter. "You must be joking! There's no way I could let him go! This is a once-in-a-lifetime thing!"
Milliardo's frown deepened. "Do not make me repeat myself. As your prince, I ordered you to do something and I insist that it be done."
The hawker's eyes bugged and and he bowed. "The prince!" he whispered fearfully, hurrying to do as he was told.
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"I owe you my freedom," came the low growl of the Phoenix, "What do you wish of me?" He glanced coolly over at Wufei, acknowledging him as his equal.
Wufei looked pointedly at Milliardo as if to say 'let me handle this' and stepped forward. "We are traveling to Libra mountain. Are you familiar with the place."
Eyes narrowing, the Phoenix nodded. "I am, but what would a Dragon and a mortal want there?"
The Chinese Dragon bowed his head for a moment and then met the Phoenix's eyes. "A Wit'chling is held captive there."
Eyes now widening in understanding, the Phoenix nodded. "Then I will join you in your quest. You may call me Heero."
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well, i think it was ok. what about you guys? tee-hee, should i write more? *fingers crossed, hoping someone, somewhere, liked it and wants her to write more*
well, contact me at my email or icq me.
ICQ#50594140
ja!
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Long ago, in a country far away, there lived a king. This king had two wonderful children, a boy and girl. His daughter was every bit the princess she ought to be, with long, golden hair and lovely blue eyes. Her name was Relena and she was sixteen. His son was tall and strong, having long platinum blond hair and the most winter-blue eyes ones had ever seen. His name was Milliardo and he was nineteen.
Now, this kingdom was very prosperous and had very few troubles, but the king was old. He wanted his heir to marry. As one knows, normally this isn't a problem, but Prince Milliardo was very stubborn and very much in love with a young noblewoman by the name of Lucretzia de Noin. Unfortunately, this young woman did not seem to feel the same way about the Prince. This proposed a slight difficulty.
As it was, the king was also very clever and knew that if Lucretzia was not in love with his son, then she would have to be enchanted into it. For this task, he called Sally Po, the Wit'ch of the kingdom. This he would not normally have done, for he had never dealt with Wit'ches before and was somewhat nervous. Fortunately, Sally Po turned out to be a pleasant woman with grey streaked hair and peasant clothing.
"What service do you require, your Highness?"
King Peacecraft of Cinq drew his son forward, presenting him before the old woman.
"My son is in love with a young woman whom does not love him in return. For this we plead your assistance."
Sally's eyes sparked with silent mirth and she nodded. "I see... " She straightened to her full height. "To do this, I will require something of you, Prince."
The prince looked startled, but he knelt before the old woman, head bowed. "What you wish will be yours, Madame," he said softly.
The Wit'ch nodded, pleased. "Yes, child, you will certainly be able to fulfill a Wit'ch's desire." She paused and drew the Prince up, meeting and holding his eyes.
"Across the mountains, at the peak of the highest one, which is called Libra, is the fortress of the Sorceress Une. Three years ago, she took an interest in my child, a beautiful and powerful Wit'chling that I named Treize, for he was born on the thirteenth day of the Wit'ch month. She stole him away from me and locked him in her fortress so that she might forever posess him and make him work his magic into reality for her. I fear that I shall never see him again and I want you to deliver him from her. In order to do this, I give you the services of my servant, the last of the Dragon clan. He is called Wufei and perhaps he will be able to help you."
Gravely, the prince bowed. "I will do as you wish, Madame."
***
"Gather 'round everyone, gather 'round! I have here a wonder of nature! A real-live Phoenix-boy!"
Milliardo Peacecraft glanced over at the hawker to see a young man no older than his sister or Wufei, sitting in a huge cage. Glancing at the afore mentioned Dragon, he approached, intrigued.
"A Phoenix?"
The hawker glanced over and smiled brightly. "Yessir. O'course, right now he's in his human form, but he'll change eventually."
Milliardo frowned, eyeing the boy. The 'Phoenix' looked angry and terribly sad, feral cobalt-blue eyes fixing on the prince and demanding release.
By Milliardo's side, the dark-eyed Chinese boy, Wufei, shook his head. "Humans don't understand. You can't put something like him into captivity and expect him to live long."
The young prince sighed. "I know we don't, Wufei." He glanced up at the hawker and frowned. "Release him."
The older man was startled into laughter. "You must be joking! There's no way I could let him go! This is a once-in-a-lifetime thing!"
Milliardo's frown deepened. "Do not make me repeat myself. As your prince, I ordered you to do something and I insist that it be done."
The hawker's eyes bugged and and he bowed. "The prince!" he whispered fearfully, hurrying to do as he was told.
***
"I owe you my freedom," came the low growl of the Phoenix, "What do you wish of me?" He glanced coolly over at Wufei, acknowledging him as his equal.
Wufei looked pointedly at Milliardo as if to say 'let me handle this' and stepped forward. "We are traveling to Libra mountain. Are you familiar with the place."
Eyes narrowing, the Phoenix nodded. "I am, but what would a Dragon and a mortal want there?"
The Chinese Dragon bowed his head for a moment and then met the Phoenix's eyes. "A Wit'chling is held captive there."
Eyes now widening in understanding, the Phoenix nodded. "Then I will join you in your quest. You may call me Heero."
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well, i think it was ok. what about you guys? tee-hee, should i write more? *fingers crossed, hoping someone, somewhere, liked it and wants her to write more*
well, contact me at my email or icq me.
ICQ#50594140
ja!