Title: Dreams and Nightmares
Author: Wyn G. Aarden
Disclaimer: IAMABOVETHELAW!!! Okay, maybe not...
Warnings: Angst, horror, obligatory yaoi, AU, language, cranky Duo, somewhat violent Quatre, violence, fantasy, DnD-esque, Changeling-esque.
Pairings: I'll let you know...
Notes: I thought Duo would make a good Nightmare...
Summary (by Ides, thanks bunches darhling): In a land of intrigue and mystery the lines between Darkness and Light are unclear. Does salvation await two young men dead inside?
Part 10
"All a yas on yer feet!" bellowed the overseer. Trowa twitched in his bed and opened his eyes. After resting, he felt marginally better. As he slowly got up and dressed, Catherine joined him.
"Trowa, how are you feeling?" she asked anxiously.
"I'm alright... I guess..." he said quietly. He was slowly regaining his energy as he shuffled over to the food line. Catherine continued to watch him closely as the day went on.
The sound of trumpets made everyone look up. A troop of soldiers entered the slave camp. An armoured figure rode astride a horse, pointing at people, who were then escorted away by the soldiers.
The horse approached where Trowa was working and stopped. Trowa looked up and his eyes met those of the person on the horse. The person pointed to him. A soldier placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey! What's going on?! Where are you taking him?" Catherine demanded him, undaunted by the glares and menaces of the soldiers. The man on the horse looked at her.
"We are recruiting new soldiers. If he lives through his first five battles, he will be freed," the man said in a flat, nasal tone. She rushed forward and gripped his leg.
"Please, don't take him away. He has been unwell. Who will take care of him?" she asked. The man seemed to think, and then pointed at her. She blinked as the soldiers also escorted her away.
Then the troops moved out. Trowa, Catherine and the other slaves marched along, murmuring to one another.
~~~~~
Training for the new soldiers began immediately. Trowa drilled with the other soldiers while Catherine waited and fretted for a few hours. Her patience reaching an end, she marched up to the drill sergeant and demanded to be taught as well.
ddThe drill sergeant laughed at her, until she slugged him in the jaw and dumped him on his ass. He no longer laughed. Instead, he let her join the drills, and excelled at them. She also was recruited for a time by the person in charge of the mess tent.
ddThat particular experiment did not last long, so she was then sent to the med tents. She did better there, although her bedside manner left much to be desired. After that, she went to the uniform tents, where she discovered her true talent.
dd~~~~~
Author: Wyn G. Aarden
Disclaimer: IAMABOVETHELAW!!! Okay, maybe not...
Warnings: Angst, horror, obligatory yaoi, AU, language, cranky Duo, somewhat violent Quatre, violence, fantasy, DnD-esque, Changeling-esque.
Pairings: I'll let you know...
Notes: I thought Duo would make a good Nightmare...
Summary (by Ides, thanks bunches darhling): In a land of intrigue and mystery the lines between Darkness and Light are unclear. Does salvation await two young men dead inside?
Part 10
"All a yas on yer feet!" bellowed the overseer. Trowa twitched in his bed and opened his eyes. After resting, he felt marginally better. As he slowly got up and dressed, Catherine joined him.
"Trowa, how are you feeling?" she asked anxiously.
"I'm alright... I guess..." he said quietly. He was slowly regaining his energy as he shuffled over to the food line. Catherine continued to watch him closely as the day went on.
The sound of trumpets made everyone look up. A troop of soldiers entered the slave camp. An armoured figure rode astride a horse, pointing at people, who were then escorted away by the soldiers.
The horse approached where Trowa was working and stopped. Trowa looked up and his eyes met those of the person on the horse. The person pointed to him. A soldier placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey! What's going on?! Where are you taking him?" Catherine demanded him, undaunted by the glares and menaces of the soldiers. The man on the horse looked at her.
"We are recruiting new soldiers. If he lives through his first five battles, he will be freed," the man said in a flat, nasal tone. She rushed forward and gripped his leg.
"Please, don't take him away. He has been unwell. Who will take care of him?" she asked. The man seemed to think, and then pointed at her. She blinked as the soldiers also escorted her away.
Then the troops moved out. Trowa, Catherine and the other slaves marched along, murmuring to one another.
~~~~~
Training for the new soldiers began immediately. Trowa drilled with the other soldiers while Catherine waited and fretted for a few hours. Her patience reaching an end, she marched up to the drill sergeant and demanded to be taught as well.
ddThe drill sergeant laughed at her, until she slugged him in the jaw and dumped him on his ass. He no longer laughed. Instead, he let her join the drills, and excelled at them. She also was recruited for a time by the person in charge of the mess tent.
ddThat particular experiment did not last long, so she was then sent to the med tents. She did better there, although her bedside manner left much to be desired. After that, she went to the uniform tents, where she discovered her true talent.
dd~~~~~