Through the eyes of the Seer
Chapter 1
The Breakthrough
By: Aireonna ( a.k.a. Candice Willman )
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing and none of the characters that belong to Gundam Wing. I wish. Blah blah. I really do not feel like re-typing all of it again. So just read the Prologue and there you will find the Disclaimer.
A/N: Here is the first chapter. And yea this is an AU fic, with all the supernatural powers and the darkness and all that. Well enjoy!
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Jessy passed the large gallon of milk around the table. Lizzy, Alexia, Jessy, Maria, and Faith all sat around the oak wood table discussing the newest addition to Lizzy's vision and trying to make sense of it all at the same time.
Faith sighed. They weren't having much luck. And all that they were succeeding in was annoying the hell outta one another and becoming walking zombies from the recent lack of sleep. Throwing another spoon across the room and bringing it back to its rightful place, Jessy Travis cracked on the verge of insanity. "I can not take it any more! We are getting no where Liz. And sleep is really, really becoming a necessity here!" Leaning over the wide table she brought her pointer finger to her left eyes pointing out the bags that circled them. "See that! I have bags! We all have bags! Bags are no good!" Faith pulled Jessy back down to the table in one grasp trying to brim what was about to happen. Glancing across the table over to Lizzy. She knew that if she hadn't done something, then Jessy would be in for it. Lizzy's face was covered with the look of rage. "Would you just shut up!" Alexia shot as she pushed her chair back from behind her and stood quickly with hate filled in her eyes. "Now listen!" Lizzy yelled as she followed Alexia's recent actions and slammed her fists into the oak table. "If you all want to go back to bed. Then do it. I, on the other hand, will remain right here where I am and continue to try and piece this thing together! Something is going to happen. I know it. I can sense it." Lizzy replied sighing and slowly lowering back to her seat. "Yeah. I can too Liz. But we are getting no where. Maybe if you go back to sleep. Then you will receive more of this vision. Maybe an important piece. And we will no longer have to sit here at..." Squinting her eyes she glanced across the long kitchen at the lighted clock on the microwave. Maria rolled her brown eyes and stood quietly. "It is 4 am. And we still have no leads." "Everyone just go back to bed and we will deal with the rest of this fucked up problem when I, for one, can say I have had my fix of my fuckin sleep!" Faith shot as she turned abruptly and exited the dark kitchen. Lizzy traced her mind one last time before sighing and glancing back to the others exhausted. Her mind was dim and she didn't know how much longer she could continue on calling out in search of something, she had no clue what, a sign, anything that would help solve this mystery. "Nothing. Everyone. Just go back to sleep." Lizzy replied, picking up the milk gallon with her mind, opening the fridge door, and dropping the milk gently onto the correct shelf. Jessy finished the job closing the door quickly as if not wanting the light to reach her swollen eyes. Maria rubbed her aching eyes as she went to exit the room. Almost falling, half way asleep she sighed and orbed out and safely into her room. Laying onto the soft bed and instantly falling into a deep slumber. Alexia threw a forming fire ball from her tensed hands towards the wall next to Lizzy. Catching the flame and stopping it with her subconscious mind she slowly put it out and gave an evil glare to the young Chinese girl. Sure they were all around the same age, but they all had different levels of maturity. And Alexia's anger sometimes blocked her maturity. Lizzy sighed for she knew how it felt. Being an ex-assassin she knew the pain and the suffering of anger and fear. Tossing her head she cursed herself. There was never any fear. Only pain. Alexia stirred the mix confusion in the air as she too followed up to her room leaving Jessy and Lizzy alone in the kitchen. Jessy turned on her heals, not ready to deal with anything Lizzy would throw at her. Walking up the stairs half asleep she made it to her room only to see Faith follow back down the stairs and towards the kitchen. Jessy decided to just leave it be and continue to her comfy bed that awaited her. She knew it was weird but for some odd reason she felt as if it was calling to her.
/ Oh well, whatever it is, sleep over rules. / The braided girl thought to herself as she walked in closing her wooden door behind her and hitting the sack.
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Faith quietly made her way into the dark living room. She stopped and sighed as she saw Lizzy sitting on the berth and gazing out into the moonlight like so many other nights. Faith knew what she was feeling. They all were feeling it. Pain. Suffering. The fact of being alone. But Lizzy took it more seriously then the others. At least most of them could relate to each other. But she and Lizzy had been the outsiders. Sure Jessy had her happiness but you knew she was lonely. Jessy just didn't let it show. She hid her feelings well with her constant happiness. Maria was the quiet type but she had her cat that she just loved to death. Faith stopped in thought. In fact, that cat had gone unnoticed for the last three days. As if the cat knew what she was thinking she heard a hiss from under her. Jumping back and drawing attention from Lizzy the cat scurried over to Lizzy and purred.
/ Damn thing. It always had a thing against me. Lil bitch. That's okay. I have never been too fond of the beast anyways. / She smiled to herself in thought as Lizzy giggled slightly.
"Oh leave Coco alone." Lizzy replied as she relieved herself from Faith's mind. Gently stroking the brown cat she sighed. Quietly telling Faith to take a seat, well actually through telepath, Faith stepped forward and sat next to the Japanese girl in silence at first. Continuing with her thoughts about the others she sighed. Alexia. Now she was a very ill tempered girl. Sure Lizzy was worse. But still, Alexia was scary. I have my days of not coming across as the most sociable person, hell actually almost everyday, but Alexia was different. She just was..well how do you put it.a total and complete bitch. But hey, we all love her. Then there was Lizzy. She was an ex-assassin. Her family, along with most of ours, had been killed in some tragic way. But Lizzy, her family had been killed right in front of her at the age of six. Her and Jessy met sometime after and found they had a lot in common. Jessy, well her family had been killed to, she never really spoke to me about how, only to Lizzy. Anyways, I'm getting off the damn subject. Lizzy was suffering. Maybe she didn't want to admit it, and having freakish powers didn't help much, it made it even harder to get close to someone. I would know. I almost killed my first crush by drowning him. Later on I wish I had. Turns out the lil prick went behind my back and made out with my so called best friend. Oh there I go again. The subject is not me. But rather Lizzy. Lizzy was lonely, never really having anyone to confide to. No one to worry about her. Sure, she had enough worrying to worry about. And she takes care of all of us as if we were her sister's and she was the oldest. But I can't help but feel sorry for the girl. She does so much and gets so little in return. Wow, I sound like a sympathetic psycho. Really, I'm not all this caring.
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Lizzy slowly turned her silent figure to the American girl that sat next to her deep in thought. Lizzy couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking about at this hour. Probably another reason for Lizzy to feel bad. Sure, they all were close and all, but they had to admit, they annoyed the fuck outta each other. Not all the time, but there were days when.
/ Oh never mind./ Lizzy sighed as she quickly shot a glance to Faith.
Faith now was gazing intently at the brunette with those large emerald eyes. Stirring quietly she moved the purring cat from her lap. Coco meowed a few times and then headed up the stairs. They both knew that the cat would be at Maria's door scratching and of course the Englander would be right there to answer the call. "Look Liz. I know what you are thinking. And it's not like that. We totally wanna find what this vision means and all. But lately, it has just been a lil much." Lizzy turned her gaze back to the window acting as if the conversation the red head was having had nothing to do with her. "Faith. Do you think we will ever be happy? I mean we're happy. But I mean happy. Love." Faith's eyes widened. She hated this subject. Men. For some reason they never failed to amaze any of them. They all turned out to be assholes. And some that had found out about their "gifts", had left the men in the hospital, or in a coma. Faith giggled. "Yea well. I don think were the datin type hun. Were lucky that we even have each other." Faith replied surpassing another yawn. "Thanks Faith. Now you get off to bed. I won't be much longer." Faith nodded in agreement, she didn't know how much longer she could keep it up. And when she was tired, who knew what might happen with her powers. They were all around the age of six-teen. Living on their own, was not as easy, but they did it. And it was still hard to control their powers. As they grew, so did the powers each possessed. Walking into her room and hitting the bed she too, instantly fell into a deep slumber.
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The wind blew swiftly as the light of the moon filled the night sky. Tree branches bristled against the wind, fighting for their loose hold onto the massive tree that stood in front of the old mansion. The mansion where those five Gundam pilots had disappeared to without a trace.
A dim light shone down through the dark halls, filling the dull rooms as their doors swung on their rusty hinges.
Heero shot up from the floor and glanced around the darkened hallway at the sight around him. Amazingly he could see. Glancing around him, he saw no sign of light except from a broken window down the hall. But the light given from that little window seemed to fill enough of the hallway to see barley into the vast area. Turning quickly at the sound of a low growl he sighed.
/ And here I thought it had all been one fucked up dream. / He thought as the growl took notice to actually be Quatre.
Quatre jumped up and sniffed around the damp hall.
/ Blood? / He questioned a little confused of still what was happening.
Turning to his left side there he saw him. Trowa lying there blood covering his arms.
/ But why can I smell..and taste it as strongly as I can? /
"Quatre?" A voice questioned sounding lost and frail. Quatre blinked his blood shot eyes as Trowa and the others slowly stood. "Maxwell. What the hell is going on?" Wufei's voice yelled sounding a little out of tune. "Oh come on you guys. You mean you haven't been able to figure it out yet? Something happened at that party." Heero shot an evil glare at the now abnormal group. Duo was right. And it wasn't hard to figure out what they were. But it was more of recovering from the shock of it. Sure becoming something of the dark side or the undead was not an everyday thing. But hey..what can they do?
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Quatre ripped another door off of its rusty hinges.
/ This can not be happening to us..why me? / The blonde werewolf thought as he brought his head into his paws.
Heero snarled yet again as the taste for blood grew stronger. They could no longer resist the growing side affects of what was happening to them. But just how long until they make their first kill. Sure they all had killed many in their time. But not like this. Not to live off of. That was different. They killed those men in the heat of war. Not for food.
"That's it. I must have it!" Wufei shot as he quickly jumped out of the window and disappeared out of sight. Trowa followed after along with Duo.
Heero turned to the mirror that stood against the fragile wall. Nothing. Not even a mere reflection of his shadow. Sure he knew that none of them were quit so normal anymore. But after seeing yourself for sixteen years through your mere reflection and just having it not there one day. That's not something you get use to in one full moon.
His fist hit the damp wood quick breaking into it swiftly. Pulling back slowly revealed a rather large hole. Quatre, gently as can be, settled his rough paw onto his vampire friends contrasting muscular shoulder. Turning slowly to the window a small sigh escaped the werewolf's mouth. A sigh of depression. A sigh of mere sadness, of grief yet of death. A sigh that was a symbol of everything yet nothing at all.
"Heero, we have no choice. I of all people would rather die then innocent people have to die at our hands. But they do not. The others can not be reasoned with. So mine as well go with the flow." The now blonde werewolf snarled as the moon resurfaced from the dark clouds shining brightly amongst the lifeless night.
"I understand Quatre. Find the others; we will meet at the old ally outside the abandoned base. And tell them if they must kill, kill but kill the deserving not the innocent."
The two returned a glance and Quatre jumped out the open window following the rest of the group.
Heero released a sigh. One familiar to the one his blonde friend had made a few moments before. His now lifeless Persian eyes averted to the window at the sight of the silk like curtains gliding along in the night breeze that made its way through the darkened house. Lowering his eyes to the carpeted floor her blinked a few times before making his way towards the open window. Shaking a bit he laughed for he knew this life would be one to cherish yet one to fear.
Looking back towards the mansion where they had been hiding for the past, as long as he could remember. His mind was cloudy and his vision for some reason intense. His body continued to change against his will, craving and wanting blood. Heero tried to fight it, but he knew he would end up giving in along with the others. Stepping onto the window sill he flew out the window to find his first kill. As he gliding and jumped across buildings with ease his eyes averted to the night sky. The moon shone brightly and he knew it would become something he loved, for the sun would be no more, another courageous image that could never be seen again.
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A low growl escaped from Wufei's throat as he slashed his fangs into the young victim another time. As he remembered how he in fact had caught his victim he growled again.
Jumping into the dark ally there a man had stood raping a young girl. She couldn't have been over 13 and yet this man didn't seem to care. Wufei lunged forward onto the mans back and with no second thought sunk his long fangs into the bead of his neck draining him of his blood. Licking his lips of the substance he had at first disliked it, the salty after taste not one to recon with. But then, his body seemed to want more, digging the fangs in deeper he received just what he wanted. Returning to reality just as the blood stopped flowing into the craving mouth, Wufei wiped the remains from his face and looked through his surroundings. The young girl was no where to be found, ran at the sight no doubt. But Wufei didn't mind, he hadn't wanted to harm her, but only to save her from the predator.
His gaze shot up from the victim as a howl entered his ears. They were near.
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A/N: Well.There's the next chapter.What do you think? I know it's a bit.how do I say this.Dark and violent. But Hey, *shrugz* What can I say I like it! ^_^ I just hope you do too! Thanks for reviewing Chara! I hope you enjoyed the next chapter! Ill try and update ASAP! Plz! R&R! ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing and none of the characters that belong to Gundam Wing. I wish. Blah blah. I really do not feel like re-typing all of it again. So just read the Prologue and there you will find the Disclaimer.
A/N: Here is the first chapter. And yea this is an AU fic, with all the supernatural powers and the darkness and all that. Well enjoy!
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Jessy passed the large gallon of milk around the table. Lizzy, Alexia, Jessy, Maria, and Faith all sat around the oak wood table discussing the newest addition to Lizzy's vision and trying to make sense of it all at the same time.
Faith sighed. They weren't having much luck. And all that they were succeeding in was annoying the hell outta one another and becoming walking zombies from the recent lack of sleep. Throwing another spoon across the room and bringing it back to its rightful place, Jessy Travis cracked on the verge of insanity. "I can not take it any more! We are getting no where Liz. And sleep is really, really becoming a necessity here!" Leaning over the wide table she brought her pointer finger to her left eyes pointing out the bags that circled them. "See that! I have bags! We all have bags! Bags are no good!" Faith pulled Jessy back down to the table in one grasp trying to brim what was about to happen. Glancing across the table over to Lizzy. She knew that if she hadn't done something, then Jessy would be in for it. Lizzy's face was covered with the look of rage. "Would you just shut up!" Alexia shot as she pushed her chair back from behind her and stood quickly with hate filled in her eyes. "Now listen!" Lizzy yelled as she followed Alexia's recent actions and slammed her fists into the oak table. "If you all want to go back to bed. Then do it. I, on the other hand, will remain right here where I am and continue to try and piece this thing together! Something is going to happen. I know it. I can sense it." Lizzy replied sighing and slowly lowering back to her seat. "Yeah. I can too Liz. But we are getting no where. Maybe if you go back to sleep. Then you will receive more of this vision. Maybe an important piece. And we will no longer have to sit here at..." Squinting her eyes she glanced across the long kitchen at the lighted clock on the microwave. Maria rolled her brown eyes and stood quietly. "It is 4 am. And we still have no leads." "Everyone just go back to bed and we will deal with the rest of this fucked up problem when I, for one, can say I have had my fix of my fuckin sleep!" Faith shot as she turned abruptly and exited the dark kitchen. Lizzy traced her mind one last time before sighing and glancing back to the others exhausted. Her mind was dim and she didn't know how much longer she could continue on calling out in search of something, she had no clue what, a sign, anything that would help solve this mystery. "Nothing. Everyone. Just go back to sleep." Lizzy replied, picking up the milk gallon with her mind, opening the fridge door, and dropping the milk gently onto the correct shelf. Jessy finished the job closing the door quickly as if not wanting the light to reach her swollen eyes. Maria rubbed her aching eyes as she went to exit the room. Almost falling, half way asleep she sighed and orbed out and safely into her room. Laying onto the soft bed and instantly falling into a deep slumber. Alexia threw a forming fire ball from her tensed hands towards the wall next to Lizzy. Catching the flame and stopping it with her subconscious mind she slowly put it out and gave an evil glare to the young Chinese girl. Sure they were all around the same age, but they all had different levels of maturity. And Alexia's anger sometimes blocked her maturity. Lizzy sighed for she knew how it felt. Being an ex-assassin she knew the pain and the suffering of anger and fear. Tossing her head she cursed herself. There was never any fear. Only pain. Alexia stirred the mix confusion in the air as she too followed up to her room leaving Jessy and Lizzy alone in the kitchen. Jessy turned on her heals, not ready to deal with anything Lizzy would throw at her. Walking up the stairs half asleep she made it to her room only to see Faith follow back down the stairs and towards the kitchen. Jessy decided to just leave it be and continue to her comfy bed that awaited her. She knew it was weird but for some odd reason she felt as if it was calling to her.
/ Oh well, whatever it is, sleep over rules. / The braided girl thought to herself as she walked in closing her wooden door behind her and hitting the sack.
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Faith quietly made her way into the dark living room. She stopped and sighed as she saw Lizzy sitting on the berth and gazing out into the moonlight like so many other nights. Faith knew what she was feeling. They all were feeling it. Pain. Suffering. The fact of being alone. But Lizzy took it more seriously then the others. At least most of them could relate to each other. But she and Lizzy had been the outsiders. Sure Jessy had her happiness but you knew she was lonely. Jessy just didn't let it show. She hid her feelings well with her constant happiness. Maria was the quiet type but she had her cat that she just loved to death. Faith stopped in thought. In fact, that cat had gone unnoticed for the last three days. As if the cat knew what she was thinking she heard a hiss from under her. Jumping back and drawing attention from Lizzy the cat scurried over to Lizzy and purred.
/ Damn thing. It always had a thing against me. Lil bitch. That's okay. I have never been too fond of the beast anyways. / She smiled to herself in thought as Lizzy giggled slightly.
"Oh leave Coco alone." Lizzy replied as she relieved herself from Faith's mind. Gently stroking the brown cat she sighed. Quietly telling Faith to take a seat, well actually through telepath, Faith stepped forward and sat next to the Japanese girl in silence at first. Continuing with her thoughts about the others she sighed. Alexia. Now she was a very ill tempered girl. Sure Lizzy was worse. But still, Alexia was scary. I have my days of not coming across as the most sociable person, hell actually almost everyday, but Alexia was different. She just was..well how do you put it.a total and complete bitch. But hey, we all love her. Then there was Lizzy. She was an ex-assassin. Her family, along with most of ours, had been killed in some tragic way. But Lizzy, her family had been killed right in front of her at the age of six. Her and Jessy met sometime after and found they had a lot in common. Jessy, well her family had been killed to, she never really spoke to me about how, only to Lizzy. Anyways, I'm getting off the damn subject. Lizzy was suffering. Maybe she didn't want to admit it, and having freakish powers didn't help much, it made it even harder to get close to someone. I would know. I almost killed my first crush by drowning him. Later on I wish I had. Turns out the lil prick went behind my back and made out with my so called best friend. Oh there I go again. The subject is not me. But rather Lizzy. Lizzy was lonely, never really having anyone to confide to. No one to worry about her. Sure, she had enough worrying to worry about. And she takes care of all of us as if we were her sister's and she was the oldest. But I can't help but feel sorry for the girl. She does so much and gets so little in return. Wow, I sound like a sympathetic psycho. Really, I'm not all this caring.
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Lizzy slowly turned her silent figure to the American girl that sat next to her deep in thought. Lizzy couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking about at this hour. Probably another reason for Lizzy to feel bad. Sure, they all were close and all, but they had to admit, they annoyed the fuck outta each other. Not all the time, but there were days when.
/ Oh never mind./ Lizzy sighed as she quickly shot a glance to Faith.
Faith now was gazing intently at the brunette with those large emerald eyes. Stirring quietly she moved the purring cat from her lap. Coco meowed a few times and then headed up the stairs. They both knew that the cat would be at Maria's door scratching and of course the Englander would be right there to answer the call. "Look Liz. I know what you are thinking. And it's not like that. We totally wanna find what this vision means and all. But lately, it has just been a lil much." Lizzy turned her gaze back to the window acting as if the conversation the red head was having had nothing to do with her. "Faith. Do you think we will ever be happy? I mean we're happy. But I mean happy. Love." Faith's eyes widened. She hated this subject. Men. For some reason they never failed to amaze any of them. They all turned out to be assholes. And some that had found out about their "gifts", had left the men in the hospital, or in a coma. Faith giggled. "Yea well. I don think were the datin type hun. Were lucky that we even have each other." Faith replied surpassing another yawn. "Thanks Faith. Now you get off to bed. I won't be much longer." Faith nodded in agreement, she didn't know how much longer she could keep it up. And when she was tired, who knew what might happen with her powers. They were all around the age of six-teen. Living on their own, was not as easy, but they did it. And it was still hard to control their powers. As they grew, so did the powers each possessed. Walking into her room and hitting the bed she too, instantly fell into a deep slumber.
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The wind blew swiftly as the light of the moon filled the night sky. Tree branches bristled against the wind, fighting for their loose hold onto the massive tree that stood in front of the old mansion. The mansion where those five Gundam pilots had disappeared to without a trace.
A dim light shone down through the dark halls, filling the dull rooms as their doors swung on their rusty hinges.
Heero shot up from the floor and glanced around the darkened hallway at the sight around him. Amazingly he could see. Glancing around him, he saw no sign of light except from a broken window down the hall. But the light given from that little window seemed to fill enough of the hallway to see barley into the vast area. Turning quickly at the sound of a low growl he sighed.
/ And here I thought it had all been one fucked up dream. / He thought as the growl took notice to actually be Quatre.
Quatre jumped up and sniffed around the damp hall.
/ Blood? / He questioned a little confused of still what was happening.
Turning to his left side there he saw him. Trowa lying there blood covering his arms.
/ But why can I smell..and taste it as strongly as I can? /
"Quatre?" A voice questioned sounding lost and frail. Quatre blinked his blood shot eyes as Trowa and the others slowly stood. "Maxwell. What the hell is going on?" Wufei's voice yelled sounding a little out of tune. "Oh come on you guys. You mean you haven't been able to figure it out yet? Something happened at that party." Heero shot an evil glare at the now abnormal group. Duo was right. And it wasn't hard to figure out what they were. But it was more of recovering from the shock of it. Sure becoming something of the dark side or the undead was not an everyday thing. But hey..what can they do?
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Quatre ripped another door off of its rusty hinges.
/ This can not be happening to us..why me? / The blonde werewolf thought as he brought his head into his paws.
Heero snarled yet again as the taste for blood grew stronger. They could no longer resist the growing side affects of what was happening to them. But just how long until they make their first kill. Sure they all had killed many in their time. But not like this. Not to live off of. That was different. They killed those men in the heat of war. Not for food.
"That's it. I must have it!" Wufei shot as he quickly jumped out of the window and disappeared out of sight. Trowa followed after along with Duo.
Heero turned to the mirror that stood against the fragile wall. Nothing. Not even a mere reflection of his shadow. Sure he knew that none of them were quit so normal anymore. But after seeing yourself for sixteen years through your mere reflection and just having it not there one day. That's not something you get use to in one full moon.
His fist hit the damp wood quick breaking into it swiftly. Pulling back slowly revealed a rather large hole. Quatre, gently as can be, settled his rough paw onto his vampire friends contrasting muscular shoulder. Turning slowly to the window a small sigh escaped the werewolf's mouth. A sigh of depression. A sigh of mere sadness, of grief yet of death. A sigh that was a symbol of everything yet nothing at all.
"Heero, we have no choice. I of all people would rather die then innocent people have to die at our hands. But they do not. The others can not be reasoned with. So mine as well go with the flow." The now blonde werewolf snarled as the moon resurfaced from the dark clouds shining brightly amongst the lifeless night.
"I understand Quatre. Find the others; we will meet at the old ally outside the abandoned base. And tell them if they must kill, kill but kill the deserving not the innocent."
The two returned a glance and Quatre jumped out the open window following the rest of the group.
Heero released a sigh. One familiar to the one his blonde friend had made a few moments before. His now lifeless Persian eyes averted to the window at the sight of the silk like curtains gliding along in the night breeze that made its way through the darkened house. Lowering his eyes to the carpeted floor her blinked a few times before making his way towards the open window. Shaking a bit he laughed for he knew this life would be one to cherish yet one to fear.
Looking back towards the mansion where they had been hiding for the past, as long as he could remember. His mind was cloudy and his vision for some reason intense. His body continued to change against his will, craving and wanting blood. Heero tried to fight it, but he knew he would end up giving in along with the others. Stepping onto the window sill he flew out the window to find his first kill. As he gliding and jumped across buildings with ease his eyes averted to the night sky. The moon shone brightly and he knew it would become something he loved, for the sun would be no more, another courageous image that could never be seen again.
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A low growl escaped from Wufei's throat as he slashed his fangs into the young victim another time. As he remembered how he in fact had caught his victim he growled again.
Jumping into the dark ally there a man had stood raping a young girl. She couldn't have been over 13 and yet this man didn't seem to care. Wufei lunged forward onto the mans back and with no second thought sunk his long fangs into the bead of his neck draining him of his blood. Licking his lips of the substance he had at first disliked it, the salty after taste not one to recon with. But then, his body seemed to want more, digging the fangs in deeper he received just what he wanted. Returning to reality just as the blood stopped flowing into the craving mouth, Wufei wiped the remains from his face and looked through his surroundings. The young girl was no where to be found, ran at the sight no doubt. But Wufei didn't mind, he hadn't wanted to harm her, but only to save her from the predator.
His gaze shot up from the victim as a howl entered his ears. They were near.
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A/N: Well.There's the next chapter.What do you think? I know it's a bit.how do I say this.Dark and violent. But Hey, *shrugz* What can I say I like it! ^_^ I just hope you do too! Thanks for reviewing Chara! I hope you enjoyed the next chapter! Ill try and update ASAP! Plz! R&R! ^_^
