Title: Collide (Heero)
Author: Haliaetus
Rating: M (to be on the safe side for later chapters)
Disclaimer: Don't own GW. Or related articles. Or really anything mentioned in this fic.
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5 by his sad widdle lonesome…for now . . XD
Warnings: lots of very bad language, shonen-ai, Heero POV, magic, supernatural jazz, Hellish fiends (AKA Treize, Une and Dorothy. And Relena), Senile old men, yaoi, possible lemons in other chapters. Major use/misuse of artistic license.
A/N: This is a joint fiction with Pathetic Otaku Child (link in my Fav. Authors). I write Heero's POV, she writes Duo's. They're posted separately. You can probably read just one and be able to get it if you're too lazy or don't have the time to go look her up as well, but you should anyway. (Yes, that was shameless promotion of a friend. Deal with it.)
Prologue
There was silence, but it wasn't the silence where nothing is. It was the silence of everything at rest. Our job was done and, for another fifty years, there would be peace, of a kind, for the world. Ashes blow by in the silent wind, remnants of the fire. There was a saying I'd heard once. You've got to burn to rebuild. Maybe that was what we'd done. Maybe not. Either way, it was over and we were the ones left to live with the consequences of our actions. Until the cycle repeats once again and we are given the chance to mend the fractures we caused. For now, we had cast off the shackles that had kept us captive, we had spread our wings and flown the coop, free as air. Yet somehow we were just as trapped as before. There was a difference, but I knew I wouldn't see it for a while to come. That was okay by me, though. There are other things that needed more immediate attention. I remember words, a promise, a vow. We had burned. Now it was time to rebuild. My right hand is suddenly claimed by a foreign one, though not so strange as it would seem. A sharp glance and I relax. Just him. I smile. It's not something that I have had practice doing and I doubt anyone but him would recognize it for what it is, but it is a smile. My gaze slides back to the visage in front of us. It's empty now. We're done here. It's time to go home.
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When it all began, I don't know. The doctor says it started when the world did. I wasn't around then, so I don't know. I do know that I am part of the next cycle, one of the heirs to this responsibility.
I didn't always know what I was, what I had been born to do. For the first seven years of my life, I lived with a man named Odin Lowe. He wasn't my father, but he might as well have been, what with all he taught me about life. I had only the barest memory of a comforting presence to tell me that I had had parents at one point.
That didn't matter any more, though. He had died in the winter of my tenth year and I had been taken in by a man named Doctor J. Whether that was his real name or just a codename, I was never told, but it was who he was.
He told me that I had special powers that I had been given to defend earth at her time of peril. That he was the one who would teach me about my destiny. My training began almost immediately as I learned to use this strange power just recently discovered.
The years passed quickly and I came to understand that it was a never-ending cycle, of which I was just one small part. It became my life, my everything. All I did was aimed towards the eventual day when I would have to fight to protect the world that was my home. I did everything I could to ensure that I would be ready.
That day came when I was seventeen. Doctor J announced that I would be sent somewhere to join up with the others that shared my destiny. I trained harder than ever, anxious for it to come.
I was ready for whatever was dished against me.
A/N: Okay. As previously stated up above, this is a fic done in tandem with a friend of mine (Pathetic Otaku Child, look her up) and so, if you want the story from Duo's POV instead of Heero's, go look at her profile/jazzy stuff. You may note (if you possess such amazing observation skills) that the intro (the italics part) is very similar to hers. This is because I used hers to write mine. Same with the little info blurb before the actual story. Woohoo. It's so special, you should go read it again. And laugh at Mr. Darlian, Une, Dorothy and Relena 'cause they're the meanies in this story.
Adios for now...
Haliaetus
