I once found this stupid fact that Duo Maxwell's true name was Brandon James Shay. Now this is not confirmed but I thought it was a wonderful idea to create a story about this...
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Brandon James Shay… Whenever I gaze at myself in the mirror, I see him. Brandon James Shay. Somehow, he is still there. He never left me.
A long chestnut braid that rests on his hips, pale skin due to the lack of UV radiation and violet eyes, very rare to both the people of Earth and the colonies. He is always sad and has to share the body he gazes at with Duo Maxwell.
A long chestnut braid that rests on his hips, pale skin due to the lack of UV radiation and violet eyes, very rare to both the people of Earth and the colonies. He is always cheery and has to share the body he gazes at with Brandon James Shay.
But what is in the name? That I'd call a rose a lily doesn't change the rose at all. Somehow, it doesn't matter how you call something, a rose will still be a rose.
Will I still be Brandon James Shay? How long was it, since someone called me Brandon?
It was my first name someone ever called me, Brandon James Shay. Hilde will never know. She's married Duo Maxwell. She married the one that once was Solo's little brother. Not Brandon James Shay.
Heero will never know. He became best friends with Duo Maxwell.
Trowa will never know. He battled along side with Duo Maxwell. And Deathscythe.
Quatre will never know. He became friends and business partner with me.
Wufei will never know. He became a warrior who learned that different people can be friends.
They all fought a war with Duo Maxwell.
As I write my goodbye letters to al my friends and my wife, my eyes are glued to the gun that lays in front of me on the oak desk. It glisters in the light of the candle that lights my dark room. Finally it will give me rest, as I had planned to do a long time ago. Darn that Professor G who stopped me back then!
When I leave my body, will I be Brandon James Shay again? Will I finally meet my parents?
When I was three years old, they died… It was the day I put on a mask. It was the day I forgot who I am. When I think back at that name, I die. Every time I die. My soul gives in to the pain and wants to be forgotten, like my parents are forgotten. How can one live with the knowledge that one's family will be forgotten forever!? I for sure can't.
Due to the Maxwell Church, I've had the finest education that L2 could offer. But there was something that always made the teachers angry: I asked WHY? Why this or that, Why not this or that, Why do the birds sore in the sky, Why is the world round and Why is a boy a boy and a girl a girl.
This room is nothing more than a prison for me. The table an obstacle, like the chair, the bed, the closets. Everything is an obstacle to me. I just can't live in here anymore! I just can't!
Everything locks me up inside it, everyone locks me up inside their hearths! How can they love me?
How can they even say and mean that they love me…
Maybe that is love…
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R&R?
Scene one: Hilde finds him dead sitting at the desk with a happy smile upon his face because he found his parents after all on the other side and everyone alive is sad because he's dead?
...or...
Scene two: Duo finally believes that his friends love him for who he is and not for some name and he and Hilde will get many children?
you choose!