The Secret of Quatre Winner
Dear Readers,
This story is the sequel to the fic called The Past of Trowa Barton. I have decided not to make this into a cross- over with Outlaw Star, instead just to focus on GW for now, so you may forget about all mentioned ideas concerning that lead. You don't have to read the first one since everything needed is explained here anyway. Keep in mind that that one is one of the first fan- fictions I ever typed up, so overlook a few things. I do not own GW, and I freely allow for any ideas in this fic (And any others of mine.) to be used by the readers in their own fan- fictions and in their own way.
Sincerely Yours,
FB
Chapter 1
Quatre sat in perfect silence, he reached outward with his mind carefully slowly, feeling the smaller, less powerful mind of his sensei, Rasheed. Quatre then pushed against the iron mind that stood like a wall before himself, and felt it collapse as if it were nothing. "You have grown stronger than my teachings can help you to control.", Rasheed told him, "However, I shall never leave your side until you have learned that power should never come before love and compassion.",
"Yes, Sensei.", Quatre said, smiling.
"You my call me Rasheed now, Quatre, I am no longer your sensei.", Rasheed said, patting Quatre's blonde head.
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It had been years since that time, that place when Quatre was just a novice in the world of psychic abilities. For one so young compared to many of those in this field of gifted people, Quatre had always held a high amount of power. He could, literally crush a man's so it exploded without even touching the man nor breaking a sweat. However, he wouldn't do that unless it wasn't a man at all but, one of the many enemies to those of Quatre's talents. Body thieves possessing a man's body, ravaging demons who might put a dead or live body under their control, or heartless creatures called demoans, human- like but with no feelings, or conscious what so ever. He had trained years for the day that one of these might try to take advantage of himself and that day was coming fast. Quatre had just claimed the spot for the top spot for the highest psychic power a couple days ago. His new ranking was feared by all, yet, many never wanted to be faced with that spot. It had a reputation of that person being killed in a very short while of being announced to fill it. Quatre had been feeling a particular unpleasant being following him at times, and knew they would try to attack him soon.
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Trowa watched the orb of light as it idly moved across the carpeted floor... He twitched slightly at the thought of it being there. He knew that it was only a reflection of light, but something else in the back of his mind told him to go after it. Just as he thought he had it under control, he felt the change take hold of himself. There he sat, half tiger again, and pouncing on all the shiny reflections. "Wha-?", he said, when the light had disappeared right from underneath his clawed fingers.
"Trowa, you really need to learn how to use that chip to control this....", Dr. Maria Fairbanks said, having closed the blinds.
Trowa shifted back to his fully human form, now finding it easy to fight his original instincts from before. A year ago or so Trowa had been suffering from fainting spells and odd to everyone else was the fact that he healed so quickly, Heero had found an old article on the Barton Foundation's funding for a super human project. This project involved creating a half human, half tiger being. Though, many attempts failed miserably, Trowa survived and remained a success until the project was shut down because the purpose of creating Trowa was to use him as a warrior in their battles. However, it did mention Dr. Fairbanks do to her opinion on what they had created. Of course, hacking into a system to find her current address was no problem for Heero. She explained everything, including the fact that now the DNA of both the tiger half, and human half were combining, mutating with each other, the tiger one actually destroying a whole bunch of Trowa's human DNA. They stopped it by installing a special chip into his brain to stop the DNA changes all together, and put them under the control of Trowa's mind itself. Now, it would hypothetically only change when Trowa wanted it to, except instincts of a tiger were still present even in his human form, mostly about play time, cat- naps, and everything else. It was a hassle keeping this secret when he worked directly with other animals at the circus, but his uncanny ability to talk to and understand them while human helped. After the whole thing, Maria adopted Trowa as her son, and now Trowa was living a happy life, getting to know what it was like to have a Mom of his own. "Besides Trowa, I was going to go book shopping since you've already read everything possible in this house.", Dr. Fairbanks told him, "So, I need you to be able to behave so we can go.",
"Really?", Trowa inquired, dusting himself off, "Do you think they have that next one in that one series I love to read?",
"I'm not sure, but, don't worry, I'm sure they do.", she answered with a chuckle.
If it wasn't one thing Trowa loved more than anything it was books. He had a high I.Q. from the start of his life, and could always be caught with his head in a book on any free time he had. He'd read the entirety of Maxwell's Holy Bible once, just because there was nothing else left for him to read. (For you see, he'd read the Encyclopedia, dictionary, and thesaurus all in a length of four hours time that day, a new record.) Tro was the latest attack in the series of cutesy nick- names that Maria had been calling him lately. But, if it gained him a few more books, what was there to complain about?
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The old psychic hobbled his way down the street, his eyes focused upon his only competition for the strongest ability. His hands tightened upon the golden box that held his one way ticket to becoming the strongest being in the world.
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