Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing. I am not making any
money because of this story and am not profiting in any way. I do own any
original characters that you won't recognize and I own this story line, so
please don't copy it!
Rating: PG-13 (for mature themes, nothing graphic and no cussing)
Pairings: Heero and Serena maybe others later, but this fic focuses on them.
Setting: Another world that I just created ^_^
Summary: Serena is a beautiful, innocent young girl. She is loved by her uncle who took her in when her family died. But, in a world full of evil, innocence and money are a very dangerous combo.
Warnings: I like Relena and Milliardo and I don't hate Treize. BUT I do kinda bash them…just a little. Also, this chapter is a little bloody. Nothing bad, but if you're the kind of person who will fait at the mentioning of blood, don't read…
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In His Steps
Chapter 1: One More Skeleton
By: Allie
Serena watched the crowd. She loved watching people at social gatherings. Her cousin, Milliardo, was quite the ladies man and had attracted quite a crowd of young women. Relena was not quite so successful in attracting the attention of men, but she was enjoying herself nonetheless. She was with some of her friends and their boyfriends. Serena had met them all and enjoyed their company, but they already had friendships formed. They had no need to make any special efforts to befriend her, and did not do so. Serena had once made friends easily, but she was not so quick to trust or grow close to people since her parents had died. Other people thought her a spoiled, stuck-up girl because of the distance that she put between people and herself. She tried to be friendly, but couldn't help but think of her family and friends. Somehow, accidents always happened around her. Her parents' accident was not the first. Her friends had a way of disappearing or getting hurt in ways that could have been accidents if they had not happened so frequently. Serena had begun to believe that she was the cause of these "unfortunate accidents" a while ago, but until her family's death, it had not actually affected her cheery attitude towards life.
A tap on the shoulder caused Serena to turn around. She looked into the deepest, darkest eyes that she had ever seen. The man snapped her out of her reverie by asking her to dance. Serena accepted and took his outstretched hand. As he led her to the dance floor, she couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. He was tall, graceful, lean, muscular, obviously rich; everything most of the single women attending this party were looking for. An old waltz began and they danced. As he twirled her, a polite conversation began.
"Miss Serena, how have you been this evening? If I might ask, what was such a beauty as yourself doing in the corner alone?" he complimented and questioned all in one.
Serena blushed prettily, "I was just watching those who were dancing. It's quite beautiful."
"Ah. I see," he acknowledged finding himself at a loss for a wittier reply.
Serena just smiled and nodded. With superficial men, it was best to do so. They did not want women who would carry on a lively, interesting conversation. They wanted the exterior of the woman. The shell. It didn't matter if she couldn't even utter a single word; As long as she was beautiful and riches certainly couldn't hurt.
When the song ended, Serena excused herself and walked back to her corner, unaware of the absence of her shadowy admirer.
~*~*~
Heero walked up to the room that he knew Serena occupied. He opened the door silently and stepped in. If he was going to protect the girl from Treize, he would at least know what she was like. Clues as to where she shopped, ate out, and what she did in her free time would be useful for tracking her when and if he lost track of Treize.
~*~*~
Disappointed, that his dance with the young heiress had been so unsuccessful, Treize began to look for Heero Yuy. He enjoyed his little encounters with the younger man. There were not many people who didn't bow or walk quickly away when they found out who and what he was. Heero was one of the select few who would not only stay to confront him, but also challenge him. It had been hundreds of years since there was a vampire foolish enough to challenge him, the Dark One himself.
But, Treize was to find himself disappointed once more, for the young vampire was nowhere to be found and had disappeared quite effectively, not leaving even the tiniest trace.
Treize was getting bored. The two people that interested him the most, Heero and Serena, were avoiding him. Unfortunately, when Treize gets bored, bad things happen.
~*~*~
A young woman walked upstairs, in search of a bathroom. She was tired and took off her high-heeled shoes as she wandered down a narrow corridor. Finding a door that was open, she walked in and turned on the light.
A scream was heard throughout the building. The party was over.
Serena rushed up the stairs to see what could have caused such a commotion. She pushed past the crowed of people standing at the bathroom door and peered in. A tear fell down her cheek as she added another skeleton to her already full closet of dead relatives and friends.
~*~*~
Heero heard the scream and ran downstairs, hoping that it wouldn't be Serena. He had known Treize would not leave the party without wreaking some havoc among the unsuspecting mortals.
Walking toward the fowl, yet enticing smell of blood, Heero pushed past a crowd of people standing at a bathroom. There, on the floor, was Serena, covered in blood.
Heero almost fell over at the sight, but realized soon that it was not her blood, but the blood of her cousin that stained her. Heero sighed and picked up the forlorn Serena. She wasn't crying, but Heero knew that came from having to face so many similar deaths in her life. Treize hadn't even had the decency to drink the blood of the poor girl. He had stabbed her several times and just left her in the bathroom. Heero carried Serena past the people standing in the corridor and up to her room. He wiped the blood off her as best he could and laid her in her bed to rest.
AN: I was tempted to leave you with a major cliffhanger, but figured that I'd better not. More will come if I get reviews!! Please review and tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is accepted gratefully, but mean or inappropriate flames are not. If you have any ideas of what should come, you can suggest them and I'll think about it. I haven't planned out completely what I want to happen. I've kind of got a very loose idea, but nothing unchangeable. Also, this chapter is kinda short even if it is longer than the prologue, but if I get more reviews, I'll get one out tomorrow and an even longer one at that. Thank you for reading!! Happy Easter ^_^
Rating: PG-13 (for mature themes, nothing graphic and no cussing)
Pairings: Heero and Serena maybe others later, but this fic focuses on them.
Setting: Another world that I just created ^_^
Summary: Serena is a beautiful, innocent young girl. She is loved by her uncle who took her in when her family died. But, in a world full of evil, innocence and money are a very dangerous combo.
Warnings: I like Relena and Milliardo and I don't hate Treize. BUT I do kinda bash them…just a little. Also, this chapter is a little bloody. Nothing bad, but if you're the kind of person who will fait at the mentioning of blood, don't read…
Review = More chapters
Review(s) = more chapters fast
In His Steps
Chapter 1: One More Skeleton
By: Allie
Serena watched the crowd. She loved watching people at social gatherings. Her cousin, Milliardo, was quite the ladies man and had attracted quite a crowd of young women. Relena was not quite so successful in attracting the attention of men, but she was enjoying herself nonetheless. She was with some of her friends and their boyfriends. Serena had met them all and enjoyed their company, but they already had friendships formed. They had no need to make any special efforts to befriend her, and did not do so. Serena had once made friends easily, but she was not so quick to trust or grow close to people since her parents had died. Other people thought her a spoiled, stuck-up girl because of the distance that she put between people and herself. She tried to be friendly, but couldn't help but think of her family and friends. Somehow, accidents always happened around her. Her parents' accident was not the first. Her friends had a way of disappearing or getting hurt in ways that could have been accidents if they had not happened so frequently. Serena had begun to believe that she was the cause of these "unfortunate accidents" a while ago, but until her family's death, it had not actually affected her cheery attitude towards life.
A tap on the shoulder caused Serena to turn around. She looked into the deepest, darkest eyes that she had ever seen. The man snapped her out of her reverie by asking her to dance. Serena accepted and took his outstretched hand. As he led her to the dance floor, she couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. He was tall, graceful, lean, muscular, obviously rich; everything most of the single women attending this party were looking for. An old waltz began and they danced. As he twirled her, a polite conversation began.
"Miss Serena, how have you been this evening? If I might ask, what was such a beauty as yourself doing in the corner alone?" he complimented and questioned all in one.
Serena blushed prettily, "I was just watching those who were dancing. It's quite beautiful."
"Ah. I see," he acknowledged finding himself at a loss for a wittier reply.
Serena just smiled and nodded. With superficial men, it was best to do so. They did not want women who would carry on a lively, interesting conversation. They wanted the exterior of the woman. The shell. It didn't matter if she couldn't even utter a single word; As long as she was beautiful and riches certainly couldn't hurt.
When the song ended, Serena excused herself and walked back to her corner, unaware of the absence of her shadowy admirer.
~*~*~
Heero walked up to the room that he knew Serena occupied. He opened the door silently and stepped in. If he was going to protect the girl from Treize, he would at least know what she was like. Clues as to where she shopped, ate out, and what she did in her free time would be useful for tracking her when and if he lost track of Treize.
~*~*~
Disappointed, that his dance with the young heiress had been so unsuccessful, Treize began to look for Heero Yuy. He enjoyed his little encounters with the younger man. There were not many people who didn't bow or walk quickly away when they found out who and what he was. Heero was one of the select few who would not only stay to confront him, but also challenge him. It had been hundreds of years since there was a vampire foolish enough to challenge him, the Dark One himself.
But, Treize was to find himself disappointed once more, for the young vampire was nowhere to be found and had disappeared quite effectively, not leaving even the tiniest trace.
Treize was getting bored. The two people that interested him the most, Heero and Serena, were avoiding him. Unfortunately, when Treize gets bored, bad things happen.
~*~*~
A young woman walked upstairs, in search of a bathroom. She was tired and took off her high-heeled shoes as she wandered down a narrow corridor. Finding a door that was open, she walked in and turned on the light.
A scream was heard throughout the building. The party was over.
Serena rushed up the stairs to see what could have caused such a commotion. She pushed past the crowed of people standing at the bathroom door and peered in. A tear fell down her cheek as she added another skeleton to her already full closet of dead relatives and friends.
~*~*~
Heero heard the scream and ran downstairs, hoping that it wouldn't be Serena. He had known Treize would not leave the party without wreaking some havoc among the unsuspecting mortals.
Walking toward the fowl, yet enticing smell of blood, Heero pushed past a crowd of people standing at a bathroom. There, on the floor, was Serena, covered in blood.
Heero almost fell over at the sight, but realized soon that it was not her blood, but the blood of her cousin that stained her. Heero sighed and picked up the forlorn Serena. She wasn't crying, but Heero knew that came from having to face so many similar deaths in her life. Treize hadn't even had the decency to drink the blood of the poor girl. He had stabbed her several times and just left her in the bathroom. Heero carried Serena past the people standing in the corridor and up to her room. He wiped the blood off her as best he could and laid her in her bed to rest.
AN: I was tempted to leave you with a major cliffhanger, but figured that I'd better not. More will come if I get reviews!! Please review and tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is accepted gratefully, but mean or inappropriate flames are not. If you have any ideas of what should come, you can suggest them and I'll think about it. I haven't planned out completely what I want to happen. I've kind of got a very loose idea, but nothing unchangeable. Also, this chapter is kinda short even if it is longer than the prologue, but if I get more reviews, I'll get one out tomorrow and an even longer one at that. Thank you for reading!! Happy Easter ^_^