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 12
Most of the new soldiers had survived the first five minutes, which was probably a good sign. They fought back to back, fending off attacks. Catherine and Trowa fought like that, because there was no chance Catherine would leave Trowa alone.
Both were permitted to use long staffs, breaking bones with every swing. They fought off men with swords and spears, parrying each attack. One of the enemy soldiers managed to get a hit in on Catherine, which only served to enrage her further.
"Why you dirty, goddamned son of a whore!" she screeched, grabbing him by the head and forcing him down, putting him in a head lock. "Don't... you... know... you... never... hit... a... LADY!" she said, pausing each time she drove a punch into his stomach, and at the word 'lady' she brought up her knee and cracked him in the nuts, throwing him away from her, and he fell, groaning.
The remaining enemy soldiers took one look at her enraged grey eyes and fled. She panted and grinned with triumph. Trowa smiled slightly and reminded himself to never be the object of her anger.
In the distance, Trowa caught a glimpse of two flashes, one of bright white light and one of darkness. He blinked and nearly got impaled by an enemy soldier who tempted fate.
"Leave him alone!" Catherine bellowed, smacking the enemy soldier across the face with her staff. "What are you looking at?" she asked, watching as the soldiers retreated.
"Look, over there," Trowa pointed. Catherine looked but then the trumpets sounded, signalling them to go after them.
~~~~~
Heero battled from horseback, mechanically swinging his sword and taking down soldiers. A small part of his mind noted that the enemy was retreating and that was probably enough now.
//Follow them!// hissed a voice inside of Heero's mind.
'I don't really want to...' Heero thought, and it was clamped down on.
"Follow them!" he heard his own voice say, as he felt himself surge forward. As he and his troops pursued the retreating army, he saw to figures fighting the enemy troops running towards them.
He watched as the two figures, one in black and the other in white fought off the soldiers, all the while griping at each other.
//Attack them, they are the enemy!// the voice hissed again. Heero balked at the idea, because not only had these strangers done nothing to him, but they were helping them. He was blinded by hot rage, and found himself ordering his troops to attack the two strangers.
~~~~~
Quatre tossed a few soldiers over his shoulder, listening to them yell as they flew. He grinned in triumph, creating another deep crevice that other soldiers tumbled into.
"Nice work blondie," Duo called as he slashed and spun, a manic grin on his face. "Hey, you think they're retreating?"
"Probably," Quatre replied, bringing his hands together to smash to soldiers together.
"I wonder how we'll find them?" Duo asked, bringing his sword hilt down on a soldier's head. He kicked the soldier's inert form away.
"I don't know, but here comes the other army!" Quatre said and pointed. Duo looked at the approaching army.
"Well, if we can't find them, they can come to us!" he said. He started to crow with laughter but was cut off with a squawk as someone dragged his head down by the braid. His eyes flashed and he reversed the sword, driving it into his attacker's stomach.
"Listen buddy, no one touches the hair," he growled, kicking the soldier away.
"Attack them!" yelled a voice. Duo and Quatre looked up at a figure on a horse.
"Uh oh," Duo commented.
"By the Flame Duo it's him!" Quatre said, eyes wide. Duo looked at the man on the horse and swore.
"Shiiiiit."
~~~~~
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 12
Most of the new soldiers had survived the first five minutes, which was probably a good sign. They fought back to back, fending off attacks. Catherine and Trowa fought like that, because there was no chance Catherine would leave Trowa alone.
Both were permitted to use long staffs, breaking bones with every swing. They fought off men with swords and spears, parrying each attack. One of the enemy soldiers managed to get a hit in on Catherine, which only served to enrage her further.
"Why you dirty, goddamned son of a whore!" she screeched, grabbing him by the head and forcing him down, putting him in a head lock. "Don't... you... know... you... never... hit... a... LADY!" she said, pausing each time she drove a punch into his stomach, and at the word 'lady' she brought up her knee and cracked him in the nuts, throwing him away from her, and he fell, groaning.
The remaining enemy soldiers took one look at her enraged grey eyes and fled. She panted and grinned with triumph. Trowa smiled slightly and reminded himself to never be the object of her anger.
In the distance, Trowa caught a glimpse of two flashes, one of bright white light and one of darkness. He blinked and nearly got impaled by an enemy soldier who tempted fate.
"Leave him alone!" Catherine bellowed, smacking the enemy soldier across the face with her staff. "What are you looking at?" she asked, watching as the soldiers retreated.
"Look, over there," Trowa pointed. Catherine looked but then the trumpets sounded, signalling them to go after them.
~~~~~
Heero battled from horseback, mechanically swinging his sword and taking down soldiers. A small part of his mind noted that the enemy was retreating and that was probably enough now.
//Follow them!// hissed a voice inside of Heero's mind.
'I don't really want to...' Heero thought, and it was clamped down on.
"Follow them!" he heard his own voice say, as he felt himself surge forward. As he and his troops pursued the retreating army, he saw to figures fighting the enemy troops running towards them.
He watched as the two figures, one in black and the other in white fought off the soldiers, all the while griping at each other.
//Attack them, they are the enemy!// the voice hissed again. Heero balked at the idea, because not only had these strangers done nothing to him, but they were helping them. He was blinded by hot rage, and found himself ordering his troops to attack the two strangers.
~~~~~
Quatre tossed a few soldiers over his shoulder, listening to them yell as they flew. He grinned in triumph, creating another deep crevice that other soldiers tumbled into.
"Nice work blondie," Duo called as he slashed and spun, a manic grin on his face. "Hey, you think they're retreating?"
"Probably," Quatre replied, bringing his hands together to smash to soldiers together.
"I wonder how we'll find them?" Duo asked, bringing his sword hilt down on a soldier's head. He kicked the soldier's inert form away.
"I don't know, but here comes the other army!" Quatre said and pointed. Duo looked at the approaching army.
"Well, if we can't find them, they can come to us!" he said. He started to crow with laughter but was cut off with a squawk as someone dragged his head down by the braid. His eyes flashed and he reversed the sword, driving it into his attacker's stomach.
"Listen buddy, no one touches the hair," he growled, kicking the soldier away.
"Attack them!" yelled a voice. Duo and Quatre looked up at a figure on a horse.
"Uh oh," Duo commented.
"By the Flame Duo it's him!" Quatre said, eyes wide. Duo looked at the man on the horse and swore.
"Shiiiiit."
~~~~~
