This is an idea I came up with while walking down the hallways in school today! (See, school IS good for something!! ^^) Anyway, the first chapter's kinda short, but they'll get longer, later. I promise.
Kazuri: Sure, they will…
TP1: Don't make me whack you, muse! *twirls IBM [Indestructible Blue Mallet]*
Kazuri: That's all you ever do: threaten and whack, threaten and whack…it gets really old after a while, you know…
TP1: *thinks for a sec* You know, you're right. *puts her IBM back into trenchcoat space (yes, I do have a trenchcoat w/ TCS ^^)*
Kazuri: Of course I am.
TP1: *trips him, instead*
Kazuri: *from floor* Not funny…
TP1: Yes, it was! ^_~
DISCLAIMER: A poetic disclaimer *ahem*-
I do not own Gundam Wing,
I don't even pretend that I do,
I actually own next to nothing,
So please, I beg: don't sue.
(What? I'm bored!! ^_^())
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I don't know how long I've been lying here. I'm not sure what happened, or why I can't feel my right appendages.
I don't even know who I am.
The dark night sky is distorted, the stars askew, my vision obscured by a blinding headache. My head…oh God, I'm bleeding so much…so much…it covers my skin, wet and sticky. Warm.
I tried sitting up, earlier, but my back exploded with the pain of a thousand knives.
God, it hurts.
I've managed to turn my head slightly and get my bearings. From what I can see, there's a fire, a lot of fire, and metal, twisted and distorted into unrecognizable shapes. I turn my head back to face the sky. The stars, they're so beautiful. Space…I…I wonder what it's like. Sudden visions burst in my head. A shuttle. A colony. Stars, so many stars…I close my eyes, grimacing as my head pounds with confusion. Where are all these images coming from?
A human, made of metal…no, a mobile suit. Where did that word come from? God it hurts, everything hurts. I shake violently as my body spasms.
Why…why am I here…why do I hurt…shimatta…why can't I…remember…? I feel, I feel weak. Like that time when Heero punched me.
Heero…who's that? Is that my name? No. Blue eyes…Prussian eyes…that is all I can see. I open my own and the blue eyes fade into a starlit sky. Cold and mysterious…Heero…who's that?
I shudder as the spasms return. On and off. On and off. Relentless, they continue.
God…where is everyone? Where…who am I?
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Sooooo…you like? If you do, (or even if ya don't, either way) please leave a review! I don't like posting unless I know that at least ONE person is actually reading it. (Stupid preference. So sue me. Meh.) Anyway, thanks to y'all who did read it! ^^ Ja mata!!
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