Disclaimer: (for chapter 1 as well, 'cause I forgot) I do not own GS/D. Hear that, ZIPS. Ok, another infringement of T.M.Revolution copyright.


Chapter 1: Fuchsia;

Heaven shall rage, Hell shall scream,

For his capture and his death,

Then can Gaia be at eternal peace again.

A heretic, a tabooed hybrid,

He lives in shame for what he is.

Berserker, searching for the salvation he shall never possess,

Roaming the lands for blood and death.

"Legends tell of a mystical being called a Berserker, so named for his aggressive and violent nature. Born out of a taboo pairing between angel and vampire, the Berserker is considered the strongest and most powerful out of all beings, magical or non-magical. Possessing wings and strength to walk in sunlight, the Berserker has abilities beyond that of a normal vampire. The angel blood that runs within him gives him exceptional healing powers, whether applied externally or on his own injuries.

"However, this is not to say that the Berserker is immortal or forever powerful. As a result of the clash of dark and light within him, angel and vampire blood unable to mix, the Berserker suffers the fate of death at a young age. Much like Achilles, who lived a short but glorious life, as opposed to a long, mundane one. Not born a pure angel, using his powers of healing can lead to temporary weakness, dulled abilities or even shortening of life span. Still possessing vampire blood, the Berserker requires blood, most likely human, every month. More powerful than other vampires, he can go longer without it, whereas pure vampires require the liquid every week.

"Power always comes at a price. In the case of the Berserker, he pays with the shame of his birth, a shortening life span and never knowing love..."

"Miss Loussier."

Magenta eyes snapped upwards, the thick leather-bound book resting precariously on her lap. Smooth, blonde hair framed her child-like face, her features soft and carefree. Stellar Loussier smiled awkwardly as her Mathematics teacher, an easy-going man called Mr. Waltfeld, nodded to the white board behind him.

"Please come forward and show the class how question 2(a) is done."

Discreetly placing the ancient book under her table, Stellar stood and dusted off her white blouse matched with dark blue skirt. Although not considered the best student in Orb High School, Stellar had a natural talent for music and the arts. An orphan, she had received a full scholarship from Orb High after her orphanage arranged for her to participate in a nation-wide arts plus dance competition. She had emerged champion in both events.

Grimacing slightly at being caught, Stellar picked up a black marker and began writing out her answer.


Sitting under the shade of a big, emerald coloured tree, the blonde girl silently munched on her sandwich, lost in her own world. Stellar liked this spot. Quiet and alone, she loved to let her imagination run wild under the cool shadow of the large oak. Today however, someone joined her.

"Hey, Stellar!"

Blinking, innocent fuchsia eyes watched as a raven-haired boy dropped to the grass beside her. In a flash, he was tearing at his own sandwich, cheeks swollen with food. Stellar giggled.

"Hi, Shinn. How was class?"

He gave a snort. "Iz vof shucks-"

Realising he was completely incomprehensible, Shinn Asuka gulped down the remains of his sandwich before repeating his answer.

"It just sucks. School's the same day in, day out. I only look forward to playing sports." And seeing you, Shinn added quietly to himself.

A melodious laughter escaped the girl's throat, her silky golden hair being lifted by the light breeze.

"Shinn always says that, but Shinn doesn't mean it, does he? Shinn's grades are considered some of the best in class already."

Wine red eyes danced with laughter and amusement, shaking his head at Stellar's use of third person in her speeches. It was something none of the teachers, at the orphanage or Orb High, had succeeded in correcting her. In the end, they always gave her a little leeway on her language skills.

Well, it's the least they could do for their top arts and music student.

"Hey, Stellar, what were you reading in Mr. Waltfeld's class? It didn't look like an art book to me."

Her eyes brightened at the mention of the book, a childish grin spreading on her features.

"Shinn saw it? It's a very good book about angels and vampires and everything else in between. Ms. Librarian recommended it to me 'cause she knows Stellar's art assignment is on fantasy characters."

Shinn smiled, warmth enclosing his heart as he listened to Stellar go on about angels and her art assignment. Being one of the star athletes in the track and field and basketball teams of Orb High made Shinn Asuka quite a popular student. His slightly bad boy and rebellious image only increased his popularity among the girls. Still, his heart remained with the quiet but innocent Stellar, having been fond of her since school first started. She was everything he was not, good at aesthetics, kind, innocent, and above all beautiful. With the most popular girls in school being Lacus Clyne, Cagalli Yula Attha (Shinn had no idea why) and Fllay Alster, the guys rarely gave other girls a second look. Fortunately, Shinn had and found that Stellar was much better than the reigning queens of Orb High.

Well, at least in his opinion.

Although he loved her quite dearly, Shinn had never expressed his love to Stellar before. He was always her unseen guardian angel, protecting her from the sidelines and being there for her when she needed someone. Not really accepted in the mainstream students, Stellar had no friends before Shinn and so stuck to him quite closely. Not that Shinn would complain, of course.

When will it be the day that you realise how much I care about you, Stellar...

A shrill ring cut through the courtyard, disrupting Shinn and Stellar from their thoughts. Recess was over.

Packing his rubbish, Shinn quickly stood and offered Stellar his hand.

"Come on, Stellar. Don't want to be late for, oh joy, English."

Sticking out her tongue, Stellar took his hand and dashed back into the school building, just as the sky turned overcast. In an instant, forks of lightning raced through the ash grey sky, thunder roaring for all to hear.

And above all, a pair of black wings glided effortlessly in the heavens, lavender eyes searching...

Maybe, just maybe, I'll find what I'm looking for...