Blinded Depths
by: WolfCry17
Disclaimer: I do not own gundam wing or any of the characters.
AN: Hey guys! Umm, well, I should be working on the next chapter of Too Lost to be Saved, but I bumped into an unexpected writer's block! Hee Hee, so until I figure out where I am going with that story next, I decided to develop this idea I got a few weeks ago. I am not sure if anyone will like it, and I have personally never written a rated R fanfic before, but here goes nothing. However, unlike my other story, I will not continue this one unless I get plenty of interest back on it, cause it is going to be difficult for me to write in the first place, and I have about 3 other ideas plus two stories I really need to finish instead of doing this one. But, if I do get enough feedback, then I will definitely attempt to develop this story.
Okay, so a few quick details: This isn't AU even though it may seem like it. It is set six years after endless waltz, so Heero, Relena, and the gang are around 22 years old. The major couple is of course HXR, but the rest of the couples will not make as much of an appearance in this fic as they have in my previos one, some might not ever be mentioned, maybe. So, this will be strictly HXR. Also, I should probably add a warning just in case those who are younger than 17 are reading this, even though you are not supposed to (but, I can't stop you), so I have to give a warning!
WARNING: This story will be much darker and down right disturbing than any other fic I have ever written, so if that kind of stuff bothers you, it would make me feel better if you didn't read this. I won't write graphic lemons, cause truefully, I don't believe anyone should write those unless they know what they are talking about, and I don't so I won't be including a lemon in this fic, but there will be some definite lime and in between lime and lemon for sure. (Sorry all you lemon-fans out there!) However, there will be a lot of violence, and not just violence from action scenes, but from domestic abuse and implied sexual abuse. So please, if any of this stuff bothers you, please leave... I don't want to get sued by parents reading over their children's shoulders when I have clearly stated this warning.
Ok, now for all those who are allowed to be here, here's the story and please review to let me know if I should continue this or not. If I get negative feedback or none at all, I will just take this down, so please tell me what you think, -K-
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~ Trapped ~
AC 202... Earth
How could she had been so blindly stupid? How could she had been so gullible, so unaware, so inexcusably foolish? Nothing could have warned her, alarmed her of the fate-altering mistake that could match no other and alter her life down a mortifying path. It was painted in crisp black and white, and no answer of salvation existed in her disheaveled mind. How could she had known?
He seemed so caring and wonderful in the beginning. In the beginning when simple pleasures overwhelmed her with warmth and desire, when life appeared too perfect, but was never questioned. That was before... before this torture... this unrelenting suffering. Before, he respected her and abided to her every movement and word. Before, he was thoughtful and willing to do anything to please. Before, she thought he loved her for who she was inside.
He once looked deep into her ceralean eyes in an attempt to capture her soul, her being, and then proceeded to brush her lips with his in the most gentle of kisses. But now. Now, pure lust generated from his piercing eyes like a ravenous wolf, scaling her body. He searched every inch of her as he undressed her with those eyes. There was no love left in those sex- oriented eyes, no warmth left in his possessive arms, and no ecstasy when he forced himself into her. And she could not stop it.
Relena Darlain-Guierro stared apprehensively toward her driveway from her bedro--, their bedroom window as her frail hands clinged desperately upon the laced curtains. It was abnormally dark out, with no moon to reflect the sun's rays to lighten the obscure earth below. The stars were too faded to help, at least according to Relena.
Her eyes never moved from that dreaded driveway, the one Daniel Guierro strode recklessly into every night, drunk as always after a long day's work and a short night's feastivities with the boys. The routine was similar almost every night now. He would come home drunk around eleven or twelve and hunt her down to abuse her: physically or sexually to relieve his frustrations. Relena subconciously tightened the long, baby blue robe that concealed the scanty nightclothes he had insisted she wear. She feared what would happen is she disobeyed him. She was once able to stand up against his demands, to sternly say no, but the outcomes were... were unimaginable. She didn't want to allow those torturous memories to invade her mind once more. She wouldn't, couldn't let them. All she knew, was that he had successfully broken her once firery spirit... somehow.
A lone tear escaped the boundaries of her eyes and slid smoothly down her porcelain face as she slowly stepped away from that forsaken window. He was going to be later than usual tonight. Relena hesistantly stepped into her walk-in closet and cautiously dug behind her clothes to uncover a forbidden box. It would be forbidden if Daniel knew about it anyway. Her thin, ivory fingers grasped the lid to reveal a dusty, ragged bear with two beady eyes and a faded red ribbon. Her fingers caressed the ruffled, brown fur as another tear escaped to land on the bear's woolen nose. "Heero," Relena choked out the name as one of another life.
Indeed, it was another life, what seemed like ages ago but was in fact only five years in the past, before she had lawfully taken the name Mrs. Daniel Guierro. That was when a young boy stole her heart and interest with his deadly secrets and mysterious life. When she was filled with that same intense fire that grew in his own soul.
Relena cuddled the bear close to her heart as she retained a fetal position in a sense to protect it. It was, afterall, the only solid memory she had left from her previous life since Daniel had taken it as his authority to rid their house of all her memories and treasures. And so, he burned every gift, every picture, and every possession she had once owned, except for the bear. Relena had somehow managed to keep it secret from him, thus saving her last possession and the only gift given to her by Heero Yuy.
Suddenly, a flood of long, over-due tears were unleashed as Relena surrendered herself to a few moments of vulnerability alone, where she was safe, for the time-being. "Oh... Heero! Why! Why did it turn out this way?... How did it? Why did you let me go when you knew all along? Heero... I still... I still love you!" Crumbled on the carpet's rough texture inside the dark closet, Relena continued to weep until her intuition commanded her to get up.
Her flooded eyes fluttered open just in time to catch a glimpse of the headlights of a all-too familiar car illuminate through her window. In a sudden panic with adrenaline pumping, she scrambled for the box to conceal the bear once more and nervously threw the box behind all the clothe. Without a second thought, she dashed to the window to find her drunken husband stumbling awkwardly toward their doorway.
Not again! She knew what was coming next, it was so predictable every night, but she still couldn't prepare herself mentally. She was always dwelling in disbelief nowadays. She jumped frightenedly as she heard the door slam, shaking the entirety of the house as the sound throbbed against the walls. He was more drunk than usual.
Relena swiftly turned, facing her back toward the window to allow her eyes to dart toward their bedroom door. The door vibrated in its hedges as Daniel threw different, inanimate objects towards the walls recklessly. He was definitely not in a good mood! Relena shrank further against the window attempting to brace herself for the oncoming impact. However, it never came, not from him directly anyway. As another wave of vibrations shook the house, Relena heard something loosen above her. She shot her head up just in time to catch sight of the bar with the laced curtains plummeting towards her to send her into an endless abyss of black. Her mouth parted to speak Heero's name once more as her body crashed to the floor with the bar making its final nesting position on her back.
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Too be continued.... maybe?
AN: It is up to all of you, afterall. I hope it wasn't too confusing, but if I do decide to continue this, there will be lots of flashbacks to fill in the blanks. I kinda already have a full outline for this story laid out, but I am going to need some encouragement, because it will be very mentally draining for me to write, especially when it is going to be very depressing and dark. SO, please tell me what you all thought... I know this isn't much, but maybe I will write the next few chapters before I decide to cont. or discont. it. Well, until next time!
Disclaimer: I do not own gundam wing or any of the characters.
AN: Hey guys! Umm, well, I should be working on the next chapter of Too Lost to be Saved, but I bumped into an unexpected writer's block! Hee Hee, so until I figure out where I am going with that story next, I decided to develop this idea I got a few weeks ago. I am not sure if anyone will like it, and I have personally never written a rated R fanfic before, but here goes nothing. However, unlike my other story, I will not continue this one unless I get plenty of interest back on it, cause it is going to be difficult for me to write in the first place, and I have about 3 other ideas plus two stories I really need to finish instead of doing this one. But, if I do get enough feedback, then I will definitely attempt to develop this story.
Okay, so a few quick details: This isn't AU even though it may seem like it. It is set six years after endless waltz, so Heero, Relena, and the gang are around 22 years old. The major couple is of course HXR, but the rest of the couples will not make as much of an appearance in this fic as they have in my previos one, some might not ever be mentioned, maybe. So, this will be strictly HXR. Also, I should probably add a warning just in case those who are younger than 17 are reading this, even though you are not supposed to (but, I can't stop you), so I have to give a warning!
WARNING: This story will be much darker and down right disturbing than any other fic I have ever written, so if that kind of stuff bothers you, it would make me feel better if you didn't read this. I won't write graphic lemons, cause truefully, I don't believe anyone should write those unless they know what they are talking about, and I don't so I won't be including a lemon in this fic, but there will be some definite lime and in between lime and lemon for sure. (Sorry all you lemon-fans out there!) However, there will be a lot of violence, and not just violence from action scenes, but from domestic abuse and implied sexual abuse. So please, if any of this stuff bothers you, please leave... I don't want to get sued by parents reading over their children's shoulders when I have clearly stated this warning.
Ok, now for all those who are allowed to be here, here's the story and please review to let me know if I should continue this or not. If I get negative feedback or none at all, I will just take this down, so please tell me what you think, -K-
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~ Trapped ~
AC 202... Earth
How could she had been so blindly stupid? How could she had been so gullible, so unaware, so inexcusably foolish? Nothing could have warned her, alarmed her of the fate-altering mistake that could match no other and alter her life down a mortifying path. It was painted in crisp black and white, and no answer of salvation existed in her disheaveled mind. How could she had known?
He seemed so caring and wonderful in the beginning. In the beginning when simple pleasures overwhelmed her with warmth and desire, when life appeared too perfect, but was never questioned. That was before... before this torture... this unrelenting suffering. Before, he respected her and abided to her every movement and word. Before, he was thoughtful and willing to do anything to please. Before, she thought he loved her for who she was inside.
He once looked deep into her ceralean eyes in an attempt to capture her soul, her being, and then proceeded to brush her lips with his in the most gentle of kisses. But now. Now, pure lust generated from his piercing eyes like a ravenous wolf, scaling her body. He searched every inch of her as he undressed her with those eyes. There was no love left in those sex- oriented eyes, no warmth left in his possessive arms, and no ecstasy when he forced himself into her. And she could not stop it.
Relena Darlain-Guierro stared apprehensively toward her driveway from her bedro--, their bedroom window as her frail hands clinged desperately upon the laced curtains. It was abnormally dark out, with no moon to reflect the sun's rays to lighten the obscure earth below. The stars were too faded to help, at least according to Relena.
Her eyes never moved from that dreaded driveway, the one Daniel Guierro strode recklessly into every night, drunk as always after a long day's work and a short night's feastivities with the boys. The routine was similar almost every night now. He would come home drunk around eleven or twelve and hunt her down to abuse her: physically or sexually to relieve his frustrations. Relena subconciously tightened the long, baby blue robe that concealed the scanty nightclothes he had insisted she wear. She feared what would happen is she disobeyed him. She was once able to stand up against his demands, to sternly say no, but the outcomes were... were unimaginable. She didn't want to allow those torturous memories to invade her mind once more. She wouldn't, couldn't let them. All she knew, was that he had successfully broken her once firery spirit... somehow.
A lone tear escaped the boundaries of her eyes and slid smoothly down her porcelain face as she slowly stepped away from that forsaken window. He was going to be later than usual tonight. Relena hesistantly stepped into her walk-in closet and cautiously dug behind her clothes to uncover a forbidden box. It would be forbidden if Daniel knew about it anyway. Her thin, ivory fingers grasped the lid to reveal a dusty, ragged bear with two beady eyes and a faded red ribbon. Her fingers caressed the ruffled, brown fur as another tear escaped to land on the bear's woolen nose. "Heero," Relena choked out the name as one of another life.
Indeed, it was another life, what seemed like ages ago but was in fact only five years in the past, before she had lawfully taken the name Mrs. Daniel Guierro. That was when a young boy stole her heart and interest with his deadly secrets and mysterious life. When she was filled with that same intense fire that grew in his own soul.
Relena cuddled the bear close to her heart as she retained a fetal position in a sense to protect it. It was, afterall, the only solid memory she had left from her previous life since Daniel had taken it as his authority to rid their house of all her memories and treasures. And so, he burned every gift, every picture, and every possession she had once owned, except for the bear. Relena had somehow managed to keep it secret from him, thus saving her last possession and the only gift given to her by Heero Yuy.
Suddenly, a flood of long, over-due tears were unleashed as Relena surrendered herself to a few moments of vulnerability alone, where she was safe, for the time-being. "Oh... Heero! Why! Why did it turn out this way?... How did it? Why did you let me go when you knew all along? Heero... I still... I still love you!" Crumbled on the carpet's rough texture inside the dark closet, Relena continued to weep until her intuition commanded her to get up.
Her flooded eyes fluttered open just in time to catch a glimpse of the headlights of a all-too familiar car illuminate through her window. In a sudden panic with adrenaline pumping, she scrambled for the box to conceal the bear once more and nervously threw the box behind all the clothe. Without a second thought, she dashed to the window to find her drunken husband stumbling awkwardly toward their doorway.
Not again! She knew what was coming next, it was so predictable every night, but she still couldn't prepare herself mentally. She was always dwelling in disbelief nowadays. She jumped frightenedly as she heard the door slam, shaking the entirety of the house as the sound throbbed against the walls. He was more drunk than usual.
Relena swiftly turned, facing her back toward the window to allow her eyes to dart toward their bedroom door. The door vibrated in its hedges as Daniel threw different, inanimate objects towards the walls recklessly. He was definitely not in a good mood! Relena shrank further against the window attempting to brace herself for the oncoming impact. However, it never came, not from him directly anyway. As another wave of vibrations shook the house, Relena heard something loosen above her. She shot her head up just in time to catch sight of the bar with the laced curtains plummeting towards her to send her into an endless abyss of black. Her mouth parted to speak Heero's name once more as her body crashed to the floor with the bar making its final nesting position on her back.
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Too be continued.... maybe?
AN: It is up to all of you, afterall. I hope it wasn't too confusing, but if I do decide to continue this, there will be lots of flashbacks to fill in the blanks. I kinda already have a full outline for this story laid out, but I am going to need some encouragement, because it will be very mentally draining for me to write, especially when it is going to be very depressing and dark. SO, please tell me what you all thought... I know this isn't much, but maybe I will write the next few chapters before I decide to cont. or discont. it. Well, until next time!