Mobile Fighter G Gundam: A Wolf By the Ears
Prologue Part I- Hit and Run
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DarkDragon: URGH!! I can't seem to stop thinkin' of ideas for friggin' stories! Don't worry, I still remember the other ones I'm working on, and that's why I'm so angry. I got this idea from reading and watching too much Inuyasha. Yup. Just wait. Just you wait.
Chibodee: Yah. She's not planning anything good, are yeh?
DarkDragon: Nope, not yet. Remember, I pride myself in angsty stories.
Chibodee: Greeeaaat.
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Shirley left the house in her husband's capable hands. She took one last look before strolling off. She wasn't worried so much about the mansion- like house her husband, Chibodee Crocket, had been granted after the 13th Gundam Fight Tournament. No, she knew he could handle that. She was more worried about her 3-year-old daughter, Nicole. Pushing troubling thoughts out of her head, Shirley walked down the street and debated weather or not to take her car. Then, deciding that she needed the exercise, she continued down the street to shop.
***
Shirley walked down the same street, arms full of shopping bags. Now she regretted not taking her car. She was crossing the street when the light turned red. Cars started to zoom across the street parallel to her, and turning at the far corner. She was keeping her eyes on the road, her bags and the cars on the street when it happened.
People shouted and waved their fists as he drove by. He was drunk, and nobody knew who "he" was. He saw the red light, but by the time his alcohol-numbed brain processed that he was supposed to hit the "stop" pedal, and by the time his foot began to press down that pedal, it was too late.
WHAM! He ran into Shirley.
Shirley didn't see the car coming until it was too late. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was saying 'Run, Shirl, RUN!' But all she could do was stand in numb horror as the green Toyota pick-up truck came speeding right for her. Then she felt the impact, felt her ribs breaking, felt the bags fly out of her hands. Then it was all black.
***
"Damn, Shirl! What were you doin' in the middle of the road anyway?!" Chibodee whispered fiercely to the unconscious woman in the bed. He brushed a red bang out of her face, willing her eyes to open. After Shirley was in the hospital he had gotten the call. The other girls-- Bunny, Cath and Janet--had by luck been in the neighborhood. After leaving his young Nicole with them, he drove to the hospital as fast as he could. The doctors had told him that she was stable, but for how long they were uncertain. She was too badly injured; her whole left rib cage broken and her left lung punctured in several places and utterly useless.
"Please, Shirley, wake up," He begged of his young wife. She was 29, and the doctors said she wouldn't live without breathing equipment, that she might not live up at all. Chibodee held her hand in his own two, his tears falling onto her cold fingers. "Please, Shirley, please."
His words had no affect. None whatsoever. She didn't stir, didn't wake, didn't bat an eyelash. The beeps that signified her heartbeat slowed down. And down. Chibodee hurriedly looked at the machine. The heartbeats were slowing down; her heart beat slower and slower. Until there was one continuous "BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPP...," and the heart monitor ran a straight line.
"Shirley! No, Shirley!" Chibodee cried. Then his voice came out a hoarse whisper. "Please, no, Shirl. You said we'd always be together. Don't leave me now."
But nothing changed. The heartbeat didn't miraculously start again; she didn't open her eyes. For now it was final. Shirley Crocket, wife to Chibodee Crocket and mother of Nicole Crocket, was dead.
***
"Please, God, grace this woman and give her a righteous spot in Heaven above." Finished the priest. Everyone watched in silence as Shirley's casket was carried down the row, to be lowered in a hole in the dirt. Her headstone read as such: "In honor of Shirley Crocket, wife, mother and lovely young woman. FC 40-FC 69." Chibodee watched as the casket was covered up with the previously stirred dirt, and as it was patted into place.
"There was nothing you could do, mon ami," said George, who stood next to Chibodee.
"She was a good woman, Crocket," Natasha agreed. They all were dressed for the occasion, black. Natasha had even left her crop at home in Neo-Russia.
"Don't forget you still have Nicole," Rain added.
"Yes. Now you must raise her yourself, Chibodee," Argo said.
"We'll be at your house, if you want us," Domon said, before he and the rest left. Chibodee stood staring forlornly at the fresh grave when he felt a small hand tug on his black slacks. He looked down to see his red- haired daughter staring up at him with innocent pale green eyes.
"Daddy, where's Mommy?" Nicole asked. A single tear trickled down Chibodee's cheek as he picked her up.
"Mommy's gone on a trip, sweetie," He said.
"When's she gonna come back?" asked the 3-year-old.
"Mommy won't be comin' back, Nicole, not this time," Chibodee explained with a barely-able-to-keep-from-breaking voice. "It's just gonna be you an' me, girl. Just you an' me."
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DarkDragon: Ooohhh! I can hear the howls of anger now. Needless to say, I'm proud of this chapter. (I think I heard that before. Oh, yah. Athena wrote it at the end of chapter 11. Thanx Athena!)
Chibodee: HOW COULD YOU?!
Shirley: WHY'D YOU KILL ME OFF??? Couldn't you have killed Maria-Louise or somethin'?
DarkDragon: Sorry, but I already killed Marie-Louise in my other fic, "Of Roses and Red." Don't ask me why I named it that, 'cause I really don't know. I just thought it sounded cool. Don't you think "Of Roses and Red" sounds cool?
Maria-Louise: Yes, whatever. And in that fic George is going to fall in love with a.a.beast. Yes, that'd be her rightful description.
George: At least in this fan fiction I'm married to you, Miss--
Maria-Louise: It's MARIA or LOUISE, but NOT MISS MARIA-LOUISE!!!
George: hehe.Maria, yes, got it.
Maria-Louise: Good.
DarkDragon: Riiiiiiiggghhhttt. *shrugs*
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~*DarkDragon*~
Prologue Part I- Hit and Run
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DarkDragon: URGH!! I can't seem to stop thinkin' of ideas for friggin' stories! Don't worry, I still remember the other ones I'm working on, and that's why I'm so angry. I got this idea from reading and watching too much Inuyasha. Yup. Just wait. Just you wait.
Chibodee: Yah. She's not planning anything good, are yeh?
DarkDragon: Nope, not yet. Remember, I pride myself in angsty stories.
Chibodee: Greeeaaat.
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Shirley left the house in her husband's capable hands. She took one last look before strolling off. She wasn't worried so much about the mansion- like house her husband, Chibodee Crocket, had been granted after the 13th Gundam Fight Tournament. No, she knew he could handle that. She was more worried about her 3-year-old daughter, Nicole. Pushing troubling thoughts out of her head, Shirley walked down the street and debated weather or not to take her car. Then, deciding that she needed the exercise, she continued down the street to shop.
***
Shirley walked down the same street, arms full of shopping bags. Now she regretted not taking her car. She was crossing the street when the light turned red. Cars started to zoom across the street parallel to her, and turning at the far corner. She was keeping her eyes on the road, her bags and the cars on the street when it happened.
People shouted and waved their fists as he drove by. He was drunk, and nobody knew who "he" was. He saw the red light, but by the time his alcohol-numbed brain processed that he was supposed to hit the "stop" pedal, and by the time his foot began to press down that pedal, it was too late.
WHAM! He ran into Shirley.
Shirley didn't see the car coming until it was too late. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was saying 'Run, Shirl, RUN!' But all she could do was stand in numb horror as the green Toyota pick-up truck came speeding right for her. Then she felt the impact, felt her ribs breaking, felt the bags fly out of her hands. Then it was all black.
***
"Damn, Shirl! What were you doin' in the middle of the road anyway?!" Chibodee whispered fiercely to the unconscious woman in the bed. He brushed a red bang out of her face, willing her eyes to open. After Shirley was in the hospital he had gotten the call. The other girls-- Bunny, Cath and Janet--had by luck been in the neighborhood. After leaving his young Nicole with them, he drove to the hospital as fast as he could. The doctors had told him that she was stable, but for how long they were uncertain. She was too badly injured; her whole left rib cage broken and her left lung punctured in several places and utterly useless.
"Please, Shirley, wake up," He begged of his young wife. She was 29, and the doctors said she wouldn't live without breathing equipment, that she might not live up at all. Chibodee held her hand in his own two, his tears falling onto her cold fingers. "Please, Shirley, please."
His words had no affect. None whatsoever. She didn't stir, didn't wake, didn't bat an eyelash. The beeps that signified her heartbeat slowed down. And down. Chibodee hurriedly looked at the machine. The heartbeats were slowing down; her heart beat slower and slower. Until there was one continuous "BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPP...," and the heart monitor ran a straight line.
"Shirley! No, Shirley!" Chibodee cried. Then his voice came out a hoarse whisper. "Please, no, Shirl. You said we'd always be together. Don't leave me now."
But nothing changed. The heartbeat didn't miraculously start again; she didn't open her eyes. For now it was final. Shirley Crocket, wife to Chibodee Crocket and mother of Nicole Crocket, was dead.
***
"Please, God, grace this woman and give her a righteous spot in Heaven above." Finished the priest. Everyone watched in silence as Shirley's casket was carried down the row, to be lowered in a hole in the dirt. Her headstone read as such: "In honor of Shirley Crocket, wife, mother and lovely young woman. FC 40-FC 69." Chibodee watched as the casket was covered up with the previously stirred dirt, and as it was patted into place.
"There was nothing you could do, mon ami," said George, who stood next to Chibodee.
"She was a good woman, Crocket," Natasha agreed. They all were dressed for the occasion, black. Natasha had even left her crop at home in Neo-Russia.
"Don't forget you still have Nicole," Rain added.
"Yes. Now you must raise her yourself, Chibodee," Argo said.
"We'll be at your house, if you want us," Domon said, before he and the rest left. Chibodee stood staring forlornly at the fresh grave when he felt a small hand tug on his black slacks. He looked down to see his red- haired daughter staring up at him with innocent pale green eyes.
"Daddy, where's Mommy?" Nicole asked. A single tear trickled down Chibodee's cheek as he picked her up.
"Mommy's gone on a trip, sweetie," He said.
"When's she gonna come back?" asked the 3-year-old.
"Mommy won't be comin' back, Nicole, not this time," Chibodee explained with a barely-able-to-keep-from-breaking voice. "It's just gonna be you an' me, girl. Just you an' me."
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DarkDragon: Ooohhh! I can hear the howls of anger now. Needless to say, I'm proud of this chapter. (I think I heard that before. Oh, yah. Athena wrote it at the end of chapter 11. Thanx Athena!)
Chibodee: HOW COULD YOU?!
Shirley: WHY'D YOU KILL ME OFF??? Couldn't you have killed Maria-Louise or somethin'?
DarkDragon: Sorry, but I already killed Marie-Louise in my other fic, "Of Roses and Red." Don't ask me why I named it that, 'cause I really don't know. I just thought it sounded cool. Don't you think "Of Roses and Red" sounds cool?
Maria-Louise: Yes, whatever. And in that fic George is going to fall in love with a.a.beast. Yes, that'd be her rightful description.
George: At least in this fan fiction I'm married to you, Miss--
Maria-Louise: It's MARIA or LOUISE, but NOT MISS MARIA-LOUISE!!!
George: hehe.Maria, yes, got it.
Maria-Louise: Good.
DarkDragon: Riiiiiiiggghhhttt. *shrugs*
Random Thought: Things of the light are not the same in the dark.
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~*DarkDragon*~