Note: The Gundam Wing characters in this story do not belong to me so don't fret please.
An Angels Touch
Chapter 1: Arrival
The young angel peered through the clouds all he was doing was thinking. His name was Quatre the 4th angel of the 5, he was very important. He was the Angel of compassion, and awareness. His thoughts could be heard by the Arch Angel. The Arch Angel was the one who was in charge of all Angels; he could also read the thoughts of the other angels. "Young Quatre" he said softly as he stood with his wings folded "What is your desire?" he asked him knowing what it was, but he wanted him to answer for himself. Quatre turned around quickly his blonde hair golden from the sun's kisses. " Sir-I..." he stopped himself, and looked away." I want to know what it is being a human" he replied. He lowered his head, and raised it looking back up at the light. The Arch Angel nodded, and took most interest in what he had said. "Young angel your desire isn't wrong...you want to understand the humans, so you might spare them when that time has come yes?" he sat next to the angel and rested his hand on his shoulder. "yes that's what I want" Quatre responded with a nod. The Arch Angel stood up, and expanded his wings.
"Then follow me as I should grant what you have asked" he began to fly off. Quatre got up and expanded his wings he too taking the air.
The Arch Angel also known as Daemon stood at a fountain that flowed endless, with crystal clear water singing songs of joy. Quatre stood watching the angel, to him he was his mentor and he admired what he would do, and how well he would do it. "Quatre" he said his name as if it was a song. The young angel looked up to him "yes?" he replied paying most attention. "The world down there is a harsh world, and it is quite dangerous, but I know you will do fine." he turned and looked to him" Heed my words, do not get too involved with the humans" he said it seriously. Quatre nodded that he had understood what he just said. "Yes I understand, and I won't". He stood up folding his wings, and looked up into the light "Then could you turn me into a human?" he asked thinking it was what had to be done. Daemon looked at him, and shook his head. "You can just descend, and it will all change" he smiled" it's at your will command" with that he bid his farewell and took to the air flying off leaving the young angel behind.
Quatre stood at the edge of the heavens as he looked down. He took in a deep breath spreading his wings, and jumping up taking the air. He then held his wings close to him as he plummeted down to earth. As he made it to the ground he folded his wings, and looked around he noticed that he was standing on a hill that made it easier for him to see the city down below. "What a wonderful place" he said with soft sigh "I don't see why this world would be destroyed" he closed his eyes, and his body began to glow. There he was standing in human clothes, and without his wings. "Daemon was right." he smiled, and walked down the hill slowly just taking in the nice scenery. "It seems peaceful" he thought to himself. As he walked he heard a scream and noticed some men bothering a woman. He ran to the scene hoping to stop them. The men spotted him, and stopped for a while. "What do you want?" said one of them" Yeah" the other added. "Leave her alone" Quatre said calmly not wanting to fight, cause that wasn't his thing. One of them a big muscled type of guy walked up and grabbed him by his collar. "Why don't you just run home to mommy little boy" he said with a cackle. Quatre just looked at him without showing any fear. "It's best that you leave" he said once more. The big guy frowned at him " And what is it that you might do little boy" he retorted with a glare. "Nothing" Quatre calmly spoke.
"Then get out of here" the man throws him to the ground, and stands there laughing at him. The woman screamed as the other guy held a knife to her throat. Quatre stood up and frowned
"What has she done to you?" he asked with a demanding tone. "Well well" the man said with his arms crossed. "Its no concern to you now is it?" he laughed once more. Quatre closed his eyes, and opened them; they glowed as he opened his mouth and sang. The men grabbed their ears in pain falling on their knees "Please stop" the big guy pleaded" please I beg you" he cried. Quatre stopped as he saw what he had done to them. They both got up and ran off into the dark.
The young woman stood up dusting herself off, and looked up at her hero. "Thank you" she said with tears. "Thank you so much" she went up and hugged him tight. "I will never forget this". He hugged her back and bent his head down to smell her hair, and closed his eyes taking the scent. "It was nothing" he added as he pulled from her. "Whats your name?" she asked as she kept her eyes on his. He stayed silent for about 3 seconds, then spoke "My name is Quatre" he said softly and began to walk off. "Wait" she called as she ran after him. "You saved my life, I owe you so much" he stopped and looked at her with a smile. "You don't owe me anything" he said before noticing how dark it was getting. The woman nodded "But at least let me do something" she said once more. He nodded "Well could you show me a good place to be in peace" he replied looking back at her. She nodded "Most definitely" she smiled and took his hand leading him into the city.
As they walked she pointed out some places that were the heart of the city. "Well here you are" she spoke showing him a park with a fountain" This is the most peaceful spot" she smiled and began to walk off. "Thank you" Quatre said to her as she was walking off. "You're welcome" she stopped" maybe we might crossroads again" she added before leaving. Quatre sat there quietly closing his eyes, and letting his thoughts take over. Then out of the blue came a young blonde girl running past him. She was in distress, and it was noticed by her sobs. Quatre watched as she ran to a tree in the park, and fell on her knees in tears. He got up, and walked over to see what it might be. "Hello?" he said in a soft tone, and he made it comforting for her. She jerked her head around rather quickly to see who was speaking to her. Her eyes widened at the young boy. His eyes and hair everything was perfect about him. "Are you ok Miss?" he asked her kneeling down beside her. She backed away from him just a bit. "N-Nothing" she lied biting her bottom lip. He sensed something was wrong when he saw the bruises on her face.
"Don't lie" he responded bringing his hand up to wipe the tears away. She was in total surprise, and pulled from him. "It-its none of your business" she said once more with a frown. He saw how upset she was, and stood up with his hands in his pockets. "Why wont you tell me?" he asked her. She looked up at him, feeling she was a bit to harsh on him. Knowing he only wanted to help her. "It's my cousin....he. Would hit on me" she spoke choking on her words. Quatre knelt down once more. "Your cousin? Why would he do that?" he asked again. She found his voice comforting, and replied " He would hit on me...because everything wouldn't work out for him so he took his anger on me" she began to cry bringing her hands up to her face. "I want him to stop" she sobbed. The young boy looked at her, and rested a hand on her shoulder. "Where is he now?" he asked as he wiped some of her tears away. She looked back up at him, and in one quick move she went up and hugged him tight burying her face into his chest. "I don't know" she cried harder. Quatre let her cry on him he could feel her pain, and didn't want to feel it anymore, and didn't want her to feel it anymore either. "Let me speak to him" he said softly into her ear. She shook her head. "He'll kill me if he knew I told you" she breathed hard into him. "No he wont" he helped her up to her feet as he stood up. "I wont let him" she pulled from him, and looked to the ground.
They both stood there in the park silent as if nothing was to make any sound. Then the silence was broken. "What's your name?" she asked him with a slight smile. He smiled at her
"My name is Quatre" he replied. She nodded, and looked up into the moonlight "My name is Dorothy Catalonia" she smiled" but call me Dorothy" she added. He nodded and smiled. "Well it's nice to meet you Dorothy" he looked up into the night sky, and back to her. "Are you new around here?" she asked him once more with curiosity. "Yes" he spoke looking to her. "I'm new here" he realized how cold it was getting and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Where are you from?" she looked at him curiously, and frowned. "I'm sorry I shouldn't be asking too much questions" she replied with a sigh. "No its ok" he added. "I'm from a far away place." he smiled with a slight chuckle. She nodded and smiled. "Well I'll be on my way" she said walking past him. He watched her go by "May I ask you something?" she stopped and looked to him "yes?" "Is there a place where I can stay?" he asked feeling uneasy" I don't even know this place" she nodded. "Just follow me-I know a friend who could probably let you stay with him". He smiled and followed her out of the park.
They walked down the streets of the City called Jordan. She took him along apartment buildings and they entered one. "These are nice" he said as he took in the sight. "yes they are" she replied going up the stairs. She led him to the top where she stopped, and knocked. Then someone came to the door, and opened it. "Yes?" he said" Oh hey Dorothy" he spoke with enthusiasm. "Hey Thomas, I want to ask if a new friend of mine could bunk with you for a while?" she asked him stepping aside so he could see Quatre. "Hmm well I don't see why not" he said with a smile "well sure". Quatre was a bit puzzled, but felt as if he would be ok with the guy. "Many pardons if I'm taking any space" he said with his head bowed. Dorothy looked at him and smiled "Nah Tom has a lot of room, and you can stay with him till you get used to everything". With that she waved her hand, and began to walk off back down the stairs. "Good night Dorothy" Thomas said as she left. He looked back at Quatre. "Well come on in" he spoke with welcome. Quatre entered the room, and looked around. "Sorry it's a bit of a mess, because I was sorting" Thomas replied shutting the door. "uhm-take a seat" he spoke rushing over to a recliner, and taking some books off. "Thank you" Quatre replied sitting down. "Do you need anything to drink?" Tom asked him trying to be a good host. "No thanks I'm fine" Tom nodded and went off into a room off to the right. He came back out some towels, and a blanket. "Uh you can bunk out in the other room" he said walking over to it, and turning on the light to let him see. " Its not big, but it has a bed, and well a nightstand, even a bureau" smiles " well make yourself at home" he retorted sweat dropping a bit. Quatre stood up and walked over taking a look "I don't need anything more" he replied walking in "its just right" he added as he turned back, and looked at Thomas " ok well then no problem" . Tom handed him the towels and blanket, and stopped "Uh do you have any clothes?" he asked before leaving. Quatre looked at him and shook his head. "I can sleep without any" he said with a smile, but Thomas insisted that he should wear some clothes. "I'll be right back" he headed out of his room, and returned with a t-shirt, and some boxers. "This should do" he said handing them over. "Thank you" Quatre bowed with appreciation.
Quatre walked out of the bathroom with the clothing Thomas had given him on. He went towards the room he had showed him, and went in closing the door behind him. He went over to the bed to lie down; he began to close his eyes as he heard a voice. {" Quatre!"} He woke up abruptly looking around "yes?" he answered, but didn't see anyone but all was quiet. He laid back once more, and closed his eyes pulling the blanket over him as he slept.
Thomas was up the next morning making breakfast. Quatre emerged from his bedroom wearing different clothing that Tom had given him. "Good morning" Quatre said taking a seat by the table. "Morning" Tom replied while scrambling an egg. Quatre noticed a newspaper, and picked it up looking it over. Thomas walked over with two plates of food. "So where are you from?" he asked as he set his plate in front of him. The young bishounen looked up at him, and smiled. "well I'm from a place where many lucky people end up" he responded taking the fork and maneuvering it into an egg. Tom looked at him curiously "well I asked because...you seem different" he shook his head. "Maybe it's just all in my head". He sweats dropped feeling a bit stupid in asking. Quatre just looked at him "Well everyone is different" he added while taking a drink of his orange juice. Thomas looked over at him, and nodded seeing that he was trying to make conversation. He felt as if nothing was right. "So uhm what do you do?" he asked once more feeling a bit nervous in asking. Quatre looked at him, and sensed what he was feeling, and tried to make him feel comfortable. "I help people" he responded getting up taking his plate over to the sink, he placed it in the sink, and leaned against the counter. "What do you do?" he asked back trying to also make conversation. "Well I'm a game designer" Tom got up and put his plate in the sink, and began to do the dishes. "People say that I'm lucky, really I do the job to make ends meet, and it's my talent" he sighed to himself. "If I lose this job then I lose everything" he stopped and turned to him. "I try my best, but sometimes I get a mental block in coming up with the new game designs" he went back to washing the plates, and dried them putting them away. Quatre looked at him and nodded "I understand" he said softly. With that he headed out of the kitchen into the living room, and sat down on the couch picking up a magazine to read. Tom walked out heading to a far corner, which had a computer, desk, and designing board. Grabbing the plans he had drawn for the next game he went over to where quatre was sitting. "Here take a look at these" he said handing them to him. Quatre looked up at him, and took the paper. "This is pretty good" he said looking it over, he handed the paper back to him. "Is that your plan?" he asked curiously. Tom nodded " yes, and I must have it done, and completed the way my boss wants it" he frowned "I want to make it right" he said trying his best not to get upset. The young angel felt his anger, and suffering it had been going on throughout his life. "I try my best" he sat on a chair with his face in his hands. "And it doesn't always turn out right". Sitting there Quatre watched him criticize himself. "Thomas" he said to get his attention. "Don't tell yourself that, even if it's that way at least have hope" with that he reached for the plans and handed them to him. "Take these and look at if for at least 5 minutes, then find out a solution to your problem". Thomas was quite surprised, and nodded taking his plans. "Yes thank you" he replied getting up heading over to his desk.
Dorothy laid on the couch watching the news when all of a sudden her cousin enters with out any expectation. "DOROTHY!" he yelled at her as if enraged with something. She jumped up looking at him feeling a bit frightened. "Y-yes?" He ran up and smacked her. " I told you to fix the sink while I was gone didn't I?" she nodded with tears running down her cheek, she curled up to block herself " You Stupid..." he trailed off, and walked off " It better be down when I come back" with that he left through the door slamming it on the way out. Dorothy sat there in tears; she knew her cousin hated her and that there wasn't anything she could do about it. "I wish I was dead, and then he wouldn't have to deal with me" she whimpered with her hands to her face. "I can't take it anymore" she got up and went into the bathroom, and sat in a corner. "I want it to end" she clenched her fists "I wish he would die".
Thomas was running around his apartment looking for his cell phone. "Aww come on where is it" he said quite anxiously" oh no not now" he looked at the time" I'm almost late" he ran around some more till he found his phone laying under some books. Quatre was just watching him run around frantically "try to not run down the stairs" he said as if knowing it would have happened. Tom looked at him, and nodded "I bid you farewell" he said going out the door" I'll be fine and threes a key above the door" he said pointing up. Quatre nodded "yes I'll be alright...good luck" Tom waved and closed the door behind him. Quatre stood up and stretched heading for the door. He reached up and took the key heading out the door closing it, and locking it. He walked down the stairs sticking the key in his pocket-there was peace in the halls, and no sounds of anything clattering except for the shoes on his feet that made soft tapping sounds. As he walked down the stairs he noticed a figure standing with his arms crossed over his chest. "Why'd you come alone?" he asked approaching him "Trowa?" Quatre asked trying to make out the figure on the dark end. "Yes its me, and you shouldn't be here by you, its too dangerous" Quatre frowned at his remark. "I'm not a child so don't tell me that" he retorted stepping back, and turning heading for the exit. "Quatre!" he called out to him. He heard his call and turned his head around. "Trowa...just go back home" he walked out the door. Trowa stood there with a frown on his face. "He doesn't understand" he vanished in thin air.
Quatre walked down the streets admiring some of the people. Some of the young girls would be in their groups and point him out giggling as if flirting. "Oh he is sooo cute" said one of them. He heard their words, and smiled a bit as he turned down a street as if knowing where he was going. He stopped by another apartment building, and looked up at it seriously " there is a strange presence here" he said heading to the entrance as it got stronger on the way up the stairs. "I hope it's not what I think it is" he walked up more till he was near a door. He placed his hands on it, and pulled back with a gasp "He's here" he took in a deep breath, and knocked on the door. Then a young girl appeared, and he recognized her on the spot "Dorothy?" he asked with a puzzled expression. "Quatre?" she too asked him" what-how did you know?-come in" she opened the door more stepping aside. He looked at her, but didn't sense anything it was still in the air. "Dorothy" he said looking her in the face "Who is your cousin?" he asked her not looking away. She looked at him, and sighed "Treize Kushranada" he nodded, as he looked around the place. He felt a sickening feeling because of the evil he felt in the air. "Why'd you ask?" she asked him curiously "I just wanted to know. So I could speak to him" he replied smiling trying to make her feel a bit comfortable. She nodded, and walked towards the couch "want to take a seat?" she asked sitting down" Yes I wouldn't mind" he said taking a seat next to her. She smiled at him, and looked away so she wouldn't be staring at him. "Dorothy listens to me" he said looking at her. "Try to defend yourself" she looked at him a bit puzzled. "But how? He's stronger than me" she said seriously. He shook his head, and looked her straight in the eyes. "I know you can try to defend yourself-I want you to call me when things get bad between the both of you" he replied standing up. "But. What if I cant?" he placed a hand on her shoulder "trust me. I know you can" he walked over to the door. "Wait" she said trying to stop him, he turned around looking at her. "Thanks" she said smiling at him. He nodded and walked out closing the door behind him.
Trowa lurked into the shadows, and spotted Quatre walking out of the apartment. He had the same feeling, and was going to do anything in his power to keep Quatre from getting harmed. He was like a little brother to him, and cared for him like family. "If only you understood Quatre, If only you understood" he vanished out of the shadows, and appeared at the top of a building looking up into the clouds just thinking.
Quatre felt his presence, but ignored it not wanting to argue with him, and to cause any problems for them both. He felt as if Trowa treated him like a child, and that he couldn't go out and do things on his own, but he was wrong very wrong. Knowing what powers lied dormant inside him; he will soon unleash it once he uncovers the evil that was near.
Thomas was back in his apartment when Quatre walked through the door. "Hey you up for some lunch?" he asked while stirring a pot. "This is dinner, but I made some sandwiches for lunch" he pointed over to the table. Quatre smiled at him, and shook his head " No I'm alright I'm just going to go relax myself" he replied going to the room. Tom just stood there nodding, and sighed "Suit you" he continued to stir his pot. Quatre went into the bedroom, and closed the door locking it. With that he took off his jacket and shirt quickly and expanded his wings. "This human thing can be a bit to much" he stated while stretching out both his wings and folding them again. "Daemon" he said softly as he looked to the ceiling, a small voice came to him warm and melodic. "Yes young angel?" he added as if sensing what he needed. "Daemon...I feel his presence-you sent Trowa to protect me didn't you?" he cut himself off of what he was going to finish saying. The Arch Angels voice flowed through his ears. "He wanted to go, and I felt its best that he's there to help you" Quatre frowned "why? I don't need him...I'm old enough to take care of myself" he retorted while shifting his wings. " Quatre I care for you as a son, and I don't want anything to happen to you" Quatre felt the arch angel touch him on his shoulder " Try to be careful, and don't get too involved with the humans" he added once more. Quatre nodded, but stopped "could you tell me why?" he asked curiously " You will know" the voice slowly faded to nothing. Quatre stood there still looking up, he sighed as his wings vanished. "I'm not a child" he said to himself "I'm..." he paused as he quickly put on his shirt. He grabbed his jacket and ran out the room heading to the door. "Dinner is al-" He was out the door before Tom could finish his sentence "-most finished..."
Quatre ran down the sidewalk passing people like a blur, he cornered an alley, and stopped he looked around and frowned "Trowa show yourself" he said in a demanding tone.
There was a bit of silence till he saw a figure emerge from the shadows. "Yes?" he said with his arms crossed as usual. "Trowa...why did you come here?" he asked sternly. Trowa just looked at him, and tilted his head up to the sky and back to him. "I came here for my reasons" he replied with his eyes closed. Quatre frowned at him. "Tell me why" he demanded again raising his voice. Trowa looked at him harshly "I came here. To stop what is evil and I also wanted to keep you out of harm" he added, and then looked away. Quatre looked at him, and frowned again. "You listen to me trowa, I'm not a child anymore...Im a big boy I can take care of myself...even if I needed your help it would only be in a life or death situation". Trowa flashed a glance at him. "This is a life or death situation, and you will listen to me. I don't want to see you hurt, and if you want to do things yourself, then go ahead" he felt hurt inside for what he had said. "If you get in a tight spot don't call for me, but I'll still be here only for my reasons." with that he vanished in thin air. Quatre felt the pain in the tone of his voice, and felt bad. He also felt as if nothing was going to work out for him, and that he wanted to do his best to prove he wasn't a child.
Out in the family room sat Treize and his fiancée Lady Une. "Treize I'm going to be busy this weekend" she said. He looked at her and frowned "well can we are together tonight?" he asked her as he got closer to her, and started to kiss up on her. "Treize stop" she pulled from him. "Tonight isn't a good night-anyways I have things to do". He got up and stood with his arms crossed. "So when is a good time?" he asked again looking at her. "Maybe sometime next week, and I promise to let you know" she replied standing up, and heading to the door. Treize quickly walked over to open it letting her out. "Well I'll see you later" he said with a bit of disappointment. She said her goodbye as she left; Treize closed the door behind him as he walked off towards his room. Dorothy was in her room combing through her hair looking at herself in the mirror. He stopped near her room, and opened the door walking in. "Treize...can't you knock?" she said being quite upset and a bit alarmed. He stood there and smirked. "You think I don't hear things don't you?" he leaned against the wall. "I heard you, and that boy talking today" he began to laugh. "I was listening to every word, and you think he can help you. How pathetic" he walked up to her grabbing her by her throat. "But you listen to me. I run your life, and you can't do anything about it" Dorothy tried to pull free from him. "Please don't hurt me" she begged. He released her, and smacked her across the face. "If that boy comes here again...he will be very sorry" he added while heading to the door. "So you better warn him" he smirked and slammed the door behind him. She sat there with anger, and some pain from him choking her, and the thought of what he might do to Quatre. "Oh what have I done" she brought her hands up to her face, and sobbed.
:: End of Chapter 1::
An Angels Touch
Chapter 1: Arrival
The young angel peered through the clouds all he was doing was thinking. His name was Quatre the 4th angel of the 5, he was very important. He was the Angel of compassion, and awareness. His thoughts could be heard by the Arch Angel. The Arch Angel was the one who was in charge of all Angels; he could also read the thoughts of the other angels. "Young Quatre" he said softly as he stood with his wings folded "What is your desire?" he asked him knowing what it was, but he wanted him to answer for himself. Quatre turned around quickly his blonde hair golden from the sun's kisses. " Sir-I..." he stopped himself, and looked away." I want to know what it is being a human" he replied. He lowered his head, and raised it looking back up at the light. The Arch Angel nodded, and took most interest in what he had said. "Young angel your desire isn't wrong...you want to understand the humans, so you might spare them when that time has come yes?" he sat next to the angel and rested his hand on his shoulder. "yes that's what I want" Quatre responded with a nod. The Arch Angel stood up, and expanded his wings.
"Then follow me as I should grant what you have asked" he began to fly off. Quatre got up and expanded his wings he too taking the air.
The Arch Angel also known as Daemon stood at a fountain that flowed endless, with crystal clear water singing songs of joy. Quatre stood watching the angel, to him he was his mentor and he admired what he would do, and how well he would do it. "Quatre" he said his name as if it was a song. The young angel looked up to him "yes?" he replied paying most attention. "The world down there is a harsh world, and it is quite dangerous, but I know you will do fine." he turned and looked to him" Heed my words, do not get too involved with the humans" he said it seriously. Quatre nodded that he had understood what he just said. "Yes I understand, and I won't". He stood up folding his wings, and looked up into the light "Then could you turn me into a human?" he asked thinking it was what had to be done. Daemon looked at him, and shook his head. "You can just descend, and it will all change" he smiled" it's at your will command" with that he bid his farewell and took to the air flying off leaving the young angel behind.
Quatre stood at the edge of the heavens as he looked down. He took in a deep breath spreading his wings, and jumping up taking the air. He then held his wings close to him as he plummeted down to earth. As he made it to the ground he folded his wings, and looked around he noticed that he was standing on a hill that made it easier for him to see the city down below. "What a wonderful place" he said with soft sigh "I don't see why this world would be destroyed" he closed his eyes, and his body began to glow. There he was standing in human clothes, and without his wings. "Daemon was right." he smiled, and walked down the hill slowly just taking in the nice scenery. "It seems peaceful" he thought to himself. As he walked he heard a scream and noticed some men bothering a woman. He ran to the scene hoping to stop them. The men spotted him, and stopped for a while. "What do you want?" said one of them" Yeah" the other added. "Leave her alone" Quatre said calmly not wanting to fight, cause that wasn't his thing. One of them a big muscled type of guy walked up and grabbed him by his collar. "Why don't you just run home to mommy little boy" he said with a cackle. Quatre just looked at him without showing any fear. "It's best that you leave" he said once more. The big guy frowned at him " And what is it that you might do little boy" he retorted with a glare. "Nothing" Quatre calmly spoke.
"Then get out of here" the man throws him to the ground, and stands there laughing at him. The woman screamed as the other guy held a knife to her throat. Quatre stood up and frowned
"What has she done to you?" he asked with a demanding tone. "Well well" the man said with his arms crossed. "Its no concern to you now is it?" he laughed once more. Quatre closed his eyes, and opened them; they glowed as he opened his mouth and sang. The men grabbed their ears in pain falling on their knees "Please stop" the big guy pleaded" please I beg you" he cried. Quatre stopped as he saw what he had done to them. They both got up and ran off into the dark.
The young woman stood up dusting herself off, and looked up at her hero. "Thank you" she said with tears. "Thank you so much" she went up and hugged him tight. "I will never forget this". He hugged her back and bent his head down to smell her hair, and closed his eyes taking the scent. "It was nothing" he added as he pulled from her. "Whats your name?" she asked as she kept her eyes on his. He stayed silent for about 3 seconds, then spoke "My name is Quatre" he said softly and began to walk off. "Wait" she called as she ran after him. "You saved my life, I owe you so much" he stopped and looked at her with a smile. "You don't owe me anything" he said before noticing how dark it was getting. The woman nodded "But at least let me do something" she said once more. He nodded "Well could you show me a good place to be in peace" he replied looking back at her. She nodded "Most definitely" she smiled and took his hand leading him into the city.
As they walked she pointed out some places that were the heart of the city. "Well here you are" she spoke showing him a park with a fountain" This is the most peaceful spot" she smiled and began to walk off. "Thank you" Quatre said to her as she was walking off. "You're welcome" she stopped" maybe we might crossroads again" she added before leaving. Quatre sat there quietly closing his eyes, and letting his thoughts take over. Then out of the blue came a young blonde girl running past him. She was in distress, and it was noticed by her sobs. Quatre watched as she ran to a tree in the park, and fell on her knees in tears. He got up, and walked over to see what it might be. "Hello?" he said in a soft tone, and he made it comforting for her. She jerked her head around rather quickly to see who was speaking to her. Her eyes widened at the young boy. His eyes and hair everything was perfect about him. "Are you ok Miss?" he asked her kneeling down beside her. She backed away from him just a bit. "N-Nothing" she lied biting her bottom lip. He sensed something was wrong when he saw the bruises on her face.
"Don't lie" he responded bringing his hand up to wipe the tears away. She was in total surprise, and pulled from him. "It-its none of your business" she said once more with a frown. He saw how upset she was, and stood up with his hands in his pockets. "Why wont you tell me?" he asked her. She looked up at him, feeling she was a bit to harsh on him. Knowing he only wanted to help her. "It's my cousin....he. Would hit on me" she spoke choking on her words. Quatre knelt down once more. "Your cousin? Why would he do that?" he asked again. She found his voice comforting, and replied " He would hit on me...because everything wouldn't work out for him so he took his anger on me" she began to cry bringing her hands up to her face. "I want him to stop" she sobbed. The young boy looked at her, and rested a hand on her shoulder. "Where is he now?" he asked as he wiped some of her tears away. She looked back up at him, and in one quick move she went up and hugged him tight burying her face into his chest. "I don't know" she cried harder. Quatre let her cry on him he could feel her pain, and didn't want to feel it anymore, and didn't want her to feel it anymore either. "Let me speak to him" he said softly into her ear. She shook her head. "He'll kill me if he knew I told you" she breathed hard into him. "No he wont" he helped her up to her feet as he stood up. "I wont let him" she pulled from him, and looked to the ground.
They both stood there in the park silent as if nothing was to make any sound. Then the silence was broken. "What's your name?" she asked him with a slight smile. He smiled at her
"My name is Quatre" he replied. She nodded, and looked up into the moonlight "My name is Dorothy Catalonia" she smiled" but call me Dorothy" she added. He nodded and smiled. "Well it's nice to meet you Dorothy" he looked up into the night sky, and back to her. "Are you new around here?" she asked him once more with curiosity. "Yes" he spoke looking to her. "I'm new here" he realized how cold it was getting and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Where are you from?" she looked at him curiously, and frowned. "I'm sorry I shouldn't be asking too much questions" she replied with a sigh. "No its ok" he added. "I'm from a far away place." he smiled with a slight chuckle. She nodded and smiled. "Well I'll be on my way" she said walking past him. He watched her go by "May I ask you something?" she stopped and looked to him "yes?" "Is there a place where I can stay?" he asked feeling uneasy" I don't even know this place" she nodded. "Just follow me-I know a friend who could probably let you stay with him". He smiled and followed her out of the park.
They walked down the streets of the City called Jordan. She took him along apartment buildings and they entered one. "These are nice" he said as he took in the sight. "yes they are" she replied going up the stairs. She led him to the top where she stopped, and knocked. Then someone came to the door, and opened it. "Yes?" he said" Oh hey Dorothy" he spoke with enthusiasm. "Hey Thomas, I want to ask if a new friend of mine could bunk with you for a while?" she asked him stepping aside so he could see Quatre. "Hmm well I don't see why not" he said with a smile "well sure". Quatre was a bit puzzled, but felt as if he would be ok with the guy. "Many pardons if I'm taking any space" he said with his head bowed. Dorothy looked at him and smiled "Nah Tom has a lot of room, and you can stay with him till you get used to everything". With that she waved her hand, and began to walk off back down the stairs. "Good night Dorothy" Thomas said as she left. He looked back at Quatre. "Well come on in" he spoke with welcome. Quatre entered the room, and looked around. "Sorry it's a bit of a mess, because I was sorting" Thomas replied shutting the door. "uhm-take a seat" he spoke rushing over to a recliner, and taking some books off. "Thank you" Quatre replied sitting down. "Do you need anything to drink?" Tom asked him trying to be a good host. "No thanks I'm fine" Tom nodded and went off into a room off to the right. He came back out some towels, and a blanket. "Uh you can bunk out in the other room" he said walking over to it, and turning on the light to let him see. " Its not big, but it has a bed, and well a nightstand, even a bureau" smiles " well make yourself at home" he retorted sweat dropping a bit. Quatre stood up and walked over taking a look "I don't need anything more" he replied walking in "its just right" he added as he turned back, and looked at Thomas " ok well then no problem" . Tom handed him the towels and blanket, and stopped "Uh do you have any clothes?" he asked before leaving. Quatre looked at him and shook his head. "I can sleep without any" he said with a smile, but Thomas insisted that he should wear some clothes. "I'll be right back" he headed out of his room, and returned with a t-shirt, and some boxers. "This should do" he said handing them over. "Thank you" Quatre bowed with appreciation.
Quatre walked out of the bathroom with the clothing Thomas had given him on. He went towards the room he had showed him, and went in closing the door behind him. He went over to the bed to lie down; he began to close his eyes as he heard a voice. {" Quatre!"} He woke up abruptly looking around "yes?" he answered, but didn't see anyone but all was quiet. He laid back once more, and closed his eyes pulling the blanket over him as he slept.
Thomas was up the next morning making breakfast. Quatre emerged from his bedroom wearing different clothing that Tom had given him. "Good morning" Quatre said taking a seat by the table. "Morning" Tom replied while scrambling an egg. Quatre noticed a newspaper, and picked it up looking it over. Thomas walked over with two plates of food. "So where are you from?" he asked as he set his plate in front of him. The young bishounen looked up at him, and smiled. "well I'm from a place where many lucky people end up" he responded taking the fork and maneuvering it into an egg. Tom looked at him curiously "well I asked because...you seem different" he shook his head. "Maybe it's just all in my head". He sweats dropped feeling a bit stupid in asking. Quatre just looked at him "Well everyone is different" he added while taking a drink of his orange juice. Thomas looked over at him, and nodded seeing that he was trying to make conversation. He felt as if nothing was right. "So uhm what do you do?" he asked once more feeling a bit nervous in asking. Quatre looked at him, and sensed what he was feeling, and tried to make him feel comfortable. "I help people" he responded getting up taking his plate over to the sink, he placed it in the sink, and leaned against the counter. "What do you do?" he asked back trying to also make conversation. "Well I'm a game designer" Tom got up and put his plate in the sink, and began to do the dishes. "People say that I'm lucky, really I do the job to make ends meet, and it's my talent" he sighed to himself. "If I lose this job then I lose everything" he stopped and turned to him. "I try my best, but sometimes I get a mental block in coming up with the new game designs" he went back to washing the plates, and dried them putting them away. Quatre looked at him and nodded "I understand" he said softly. With that he headed out of the kitchen into the living room, and sat down on the couch picking up a magazine to read. Tom walked out heading to a far corner, which had a computer, desk, and designing board. Grabbing the plans he had drawn for the next game he went over to where quatre was sitting. "Here take a look at these" he said handing them to him. Quatre looked up at him, and took the paper. "This is pretty good" he said looking it over, he handed the paper back to him. "Is that your plan?" he asked curiously. Tom nodded " yes, and I must have it done, and completed the way my boss wants it" he frowned "I want to make it right" he said trying his best not to get upset. The young angel felt his anger, and suffering it had been going on throughout his life. "I try my best" he sat on a chair with his face in his hands. "And it doesn't always turn out right". Sitting there Quatre watched him criticize himself. "Thomas" he said to get his attention. "Don't tell yourself that, even if it's that way at least have hope" with that he reached for the plans and handed them to him. "Take these and look at if for at least 5 minutes, then find out a solution to your problem". Thomas was quite surprised, and nodded taking his plans. "Yes thank you" he replied getting up heading over to his desk.
Dorothy laid on the couch watching the news when all of a sudden her cousin enters with out any expectation. "DOROTHY!" he yelled at her as if enraged with something. She jumped up looking at him feeling a bit frightened. "Y-yes?" He ran up and smacked her. " I told you to fix the sink while I was gone didn't I?" she nodded with tears running down her cheek, she curled up to block herself " You Stupid..." he trailed off, and walked off " It better be down when I come back" with that he left through the door slamming it on the way out. Dorothy sat there in tears; she knew her cousin hated her and that there wasn't anything she could do about it. "I wish I was dead, and then he wouldn't have to deal with me" she whimpered with her hands to her face. "I can't take it anymore" she got up and went into the bathroom, and sat in a corner. "I want it to end" she clenched her fists "I wish he would die".
Thomas was running around his apartment looking for his cell phone. "Aww come on where is it" he said quite anxiously" oh no not now" he looked at the time" I'm almost late" he ran around some more till he found his phone laying under some books. Quatre was just watching him run around frantically "try to not run down the stairs" he said as if knowing it would have happened. Tom looked at him, and nodded "I bid you farewell" he said going out the door" I'll be fine and threes a key above the door" he said pointing up. Quatre nodded "yes I'll be alright...good luck" Tom waved and closed the door behind him. Quatre stood up and stretched heading for the door. He reached up and took the key heading out the door closing it, and locking it. He walked down the stairs sticking the key in his pocket-there was peace in the halls, and no sounds of anything clattering except for the shoes on his feet that made soft tapping sounds. As he walked down the stairs he noticed a figure standing with his arms crossed over his chest. "Why'd you come alone?" he asked approaching him "Trowa?" Quatre asked trying to make out the figure on the dark end. "Yes its me, and you shouldn't be here by you, its too dangerous" Quatre frowned at his remark. "I'm not a child so don't tell me that" he retorted stepping back, and turning heading for the exit. "Quatre!" he called out to him. He heard his call and turned his head around. "Trowa...just go back home" he walked out the door. Trowa stood there with a frown on his face. "He doesn't understand" he vanished in thin air.
Quatre walked down the streets admiring some of the people. Some of the young girls would be in their groups and point him out giggling as if flirting. "Oh he is sooo cute" said one of them. He heard their words, and smiled a bit as he turned down a street as if knowing where he was going. He stopped by another apartment building, and looked up at it seriously " there is a strange presence here" he said heading to the entrance as it got stronger on the way up the stairs. "I hope it's not what I think it is" he walked up more till he was near a door. He placed his hands on it, and pulled back with a gasp "He's here" he took in a deep breath, and knocked on the door. Then a young girl appeared, and he recognized her on the spot "Dorothy?" he asked with a puzzled expression. "Quatre?" she too asked him" what-how did you know?-come in" she opened the door more stepping aside. He looked at her, but didn't sense anything it was still in the air. "Dorothy" he said looking her in the face "Who is your cousin?" he asked her not looking away. She looked at him, and sighed "Treize Kushranada" he nodded, as he looked around the place. He felt a sickening feeling because of the evil he felt in the air. "Why'd you ask?" she asked him curiously "I just wanted to know. So I could speak to him" he replied smiling trying to make her feel a bit comfortable. She nodded, and walked towards the couch "want to take a seat?" she asked sitting down" Yes I wouldn't mind" he said taking a seat next to her. She smiled at him, and looked away so she wouldn't be staring at him. "Dorothy listens to me" he said looking at her. "Try to defend yourself" she looked at him a bit puzzled. "But how? He's stronger than me" she said seriously. He shook his head, and looked her straight in the eyes. "I know you can try to defend yourself-I want you to call me when things get bad between the both of you" he replied standing up. "But. What if I cant?" he placed a hand on her shoulder "trust me. I know you can" he walked over to the door. "Wait" she said trying to stop him, he turned around looking at her. "Thanks" she said smiling at him. He nodded and walked out closing the door behind him.
Trowa lurked into the shadows, and spotted Quatre walking out of the apartment. He had the same feeling, and was going to do anything in his power to keep Quatre from getting harmed. He was like a little brother to him, and cared for him like family. "If only you understood Quatre, If only you understood" he vanished out of the shadows, and appeared at the top of a building looking up into the clouds just thinking.
Quatre felt his presence, but ignored it not wanting to argue with him, and to cause any problems for them both. He felt as if Trowa treated him like a child, and that he couldn't go out and do things on his own, but he was wrong very wrong. Knowing what powers lied dormant inside him; he will soon unleash it once he uncovers the evil that was near.
Thomas was back in his apartment when Quatre walked through the door. "Hey you up for some lunch?" he asked while stirring a pot. "This is dinner, but I made some sandwiches for lunch" he pointed over to the table. Quatre smiled at him, and shook his head " No I'm alright I'm just going to go relax myself" he replied going to the room. Tom just stood there nodding, and sighed "Suit you" he continued to stir his pot. Quatre went into the bedroom, and closed the door locking it. With that he took off his jacket and shirt quickly and expanded his wings. "This human thing can be a bit to much" he stated while stretching out both his wings and folding them again. "Daemon" he said softly as he looked to the ceiling, a small voice came to him warm and melodic. "Yes young angel?" he added as if sensing what he needed. "Daemon...I feel his presence-you sent Trowa to protect me didn't you?" he cut himself off of what he was going to finish saying. The Arch Angels voice flowed through his ears. "He wanted to go, and I felt its best that he's there to help you" Quatre frowned "why? I don't need him...I'm old enough to take care of myself" he retorted while shifting his wings. " Quatre I care for you as a son, and I don't want anything to happen to you" Quatre felt the arch angel touch him on his shoulder " Try to be careful, and don't get too involved with the humans" he added once more. Quatre nodded, but stopped "could you tell me why?" he asked curiously " You will know" the voice slowly faded to nothing. Quatre stood there still looking up, he sighed as his wings vanished. "I'm not a child" he said to himself "I'm..." he paused as he quickly put on his shirt. He grabbed his jacket and ran out the room heading to the door. "Dinner is al-" He was out the door before Tom could finish his sentence "-most finished..."
Quatre ran down the sidewalk passing people like a blur, he cornered an alley, and stopped he looked around and frowned "Trowa show yourself" he said in a demanding tone.
There was a bit of silence till he saw a figure emerge from the shadows. "Yes?" he said with his arms crossed as usual. "Trowa...why did you come here?" he asked sternly. Trowa just looked at him, and tilted his head up to the sky and back to him. "I came here for my reasons" he replied with his eyes closed. Quatre frowned at him. "Tell me why" he demanded again raising his voice. Trowa looked at him harshly "I came here. To stop what is evil and I also wanted to keep you out of harm" he added, and then looked away. Quatre looked at him, and frowned again. "You listen to me trowa, I'm not a child anymore...Im a big boy I can take care of myself...even if I needed your help it would only be in a life or death situation". Trowa flashed a glance at him. "This is a life or death situation, and you will listen to me. I don't want to see you hurt, and if you want to do things yourself, then go ahead" he felt hurt inside for what he had said. "If you get in a tight spot don't call for me, but I'll still be here only for my reasons." with that he vanished in thin air. Quatre felt the pain in the tone of his voice, and felt bad. He also felt as if nothing was going to work out for him, and that he wanted to do his best to prove he wasn't a child.
Out in the family room sat Treize and his fiancée Lady Une. "Treize I'm going to be busy this weekend" she said. He looked at her and frowned "well can we are together tonight?" he asked her as he got closer to her, and started to kiss up on her. "Treize stop" she pulled from him. "Tonight isn't a good night-anyways I have things to do". He got up and stood with his arms crossed. "So when is a good time?" he asked again looking at her. "Maybe sometime next week, and I promise to let you know" she replied standing up, and heading to the door. Treize quickly walked over to open it letting her out. "Well I'll see you later" he said with a bit of disappointment. She said her goodbye as she left; Treize closed the door behind him as he walked off towards his room. Dorothy was in her room combing through her hair looking at herself in the mirror. He stopped near her room, and opened the door walking in. "Treize...can't you knock?" she said being quite upset and a bit alarmed. He stood there and smirked. "You think I don't hear things don't you?" he leaned against the wall. "I heard you, and that boy talking today" he began to laugh. "I was listening to every word, and you think he can help you. How pathetic" he walked up to her grabbing her by her throat. "But you listen to me. I run your life, and you can't do anything about it" Dorothy tried to pull free from him. "Please don't hurt me" she begged. He released her, and smacked her across the face. "If that boy comes here again...he will be very sorry" he added while heading to the door. "So you better warn him" he smirked and slammed the door behind him. She sat there with anger, and some pain from him choking her, and the thought of what he might do to Quatre. "Oh what have I done" she brought her hands up to her face, and sobbed.
:: End of Chapter 1::