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original characters that you won't recognize and I own this story line, so
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Rating: PG-13 (for mature themes and gore such as bloody things)
Pairings: Heero and Serena.
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 2: No More Fun and Games
By: Allie
Treize stared proudly at his work and turned to walk away. He preferred to leave his work to be found by some innocent bystander and learn of what had happened and who was blamed later. How he hoped Serena would be blamed. That would make it so much more interesting.
~*~*~
Heero left Serena in her room and walked out to her balcony where he jumped gracefully down the two stories. He was sick of Treize's antics and even more sick of death, however, there weren't many more people left for him to kill and then this nightmare would come to an end with either him or Treize as the victor.
~*~*~
A young maid came into the bedroom where her mistress, Serena, would most likely be. She gently woke her up and led her to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Serena moaned as she was awoken from her nightmare. She'd been having nightmares since her family's death. Her dream was always the same.
She was walking home on that fateful day and she entered her home. There, on the floor, were the three of them; her mother, father, and brother, lying perfectly straight and clean on the floor. At first she thought it was some kind of sick joke. She didn't notice how deathly pale they all were. She walked up to her mother, whom she was the closest to. She bent down and gently shook the woman. Tears began to fill her eyes as she subconsciously realized that they were dead. Her heart would not believe it though and she shook them harder. When they would not awaken, she sat in a defeated heap and just sobbed. She didn't know how long she sat there, but it felt like ages before a neighbor stopped by to see why the front door was open. Upon seeing Serena there, she walked into the room and asked her what was wrong. It never occurred to the lady that the people lying on the floor were dead. They just seemed asleep and for some strange reason they were on the living room floor.
Upon being tapped on the shoulder, Serena stared blankly at the woman. She felt angry that this woman would disturb her, but as quickly as it formed, the anger subsided into the intense pain that she felt.
The only words that she could form in explanation to the woman were, "They're dead. My family is dead." With that, she passed out from sheer exhaustion, mentally and physically. However, in the dream, when she passed out, it is not the end. She wakes up in a strange, dark place. There are no recognizable shapes or objects. Everything is a blur of black and gray shadows. In the dream, she begins to walk, not in any specific direction, just forward. She seems to be guided by an unknown force through the murky, shadowy world. She hears an evil laugh; the most sinister laugh ever to reach her ears. This laugh chills her body through to her bones. As she walks, unable to stop, the laughter grows louder until at last she is able to make out the shadow of a man. He looks over at her and stops laughing immediately. Unable to stop herself, a tear rolls down her cheek and then the laughter begins again. It's terrible and she covers her ears, but it only grows loudly. That is when she wakes up in a cold sweat. Every time. Every night.
Serena walked into her bathroom under the guidance of her maid and took a hot shower. The heat from the shower seemed to lessen the pain of her heart. She knew that it was happening again. They would all die. Her uncle and Milliardo were next. She was sure of it.
Serena dried herself off and got dressed. She dried her long blonde hair and sat down at her desk with her head in her hands. She shouldn't stay in this house. She shouldn't be near people when she would end up being responsible for their deaths. Regrettably, she had nowhere to go. She had no other family and she had never been alone in the world.
Serena walked downstairs to join her uncle and cousin in breakfast. When she got to the table, she was greeted by the stony face of her cousin. Her uncle was nowhere in sight.
"Father had a heart attack last night. When I went to find you, I found my dead sister and you covered in her blood in bed, asleep," he told her in a tone that clearly told her that he thought her sleeping at such a time inappropriate.
"I'm sorry that I could not help you in your time of need. I passed out when I found Relena and apparently, someone carried me to my room," she replied before the first part of his statement registered.
"You don't even seem upset!" he accused.
"Of course I am!" she replied angrily, "I have gone through more death in my life than you can even imagine!"
"Do you even want to know what happened to father, your favorite uncle?" he asked sarcastically.
"He's alright, isn't he?" she asked frantic now.
"If you count dead as alright, then sure, Serena, he's doing just dandy," he bit out at her.
"You make it sound as if I killed him myself!" she exclaimed.
"Well, that is what the police investigating the murder believe. After all, you were to receive an even larger inheritance if my sister died. Wasn't it convenient that she died on the night of your party when you were finally considered an adult and able to receive your inheritance?" he asked stonily.
"I loved Relena and my uncle, so don't you dare go accusing me of doing such a thing!" Serena snapped.
"Yes, well, no matter what I think, the police will have the last say. They seem pretty convinced to me that you are the prime suspect, though," he replied, taking a sip of his orange juice.
"Why me? With how calmly you're taking the news, it could have just as likely been you!" she yelled, getting up from the table.
Milliardo looked as if he was going to reply, but he quickly doubled over with pain. A knife flew into his chest from behind Serena. She screamed and one of the maids came in only to gasp and faint.
The cook came in after the maid and yelled, "Get the girl! She killed him!"
More servants piled in the room and grabbed the screaming Serena.
~*~*~
Serena was taken into a prison room and shoved down. She was put in a maximum-security cell. She had been told earlier that she was accused under charges of killing her two cousins and would most likely be put under charges of poisoning her uncle and maybe even killing her family. Her life would never be normal now. People would always avoid her, even if she did not get convicted. In her eyes, she was already dead. She wished she had the courage to end it all for herself, but she could not kill herself and she could not bring herself to say that she had killed the people she held most dear in her life. Her lawyer had told her to plead guilty and that he would get the court to believe her insane. He had said that this was her best decision and that she would most likely be given a death penalty and convicted if she did not. She could not do it though. It was wrong and even if no one believed her, she would not say that she had killed her family.
~*~*~
Treize grinned. He was ready for her. He wanted her. He would not wait for people to blame her and take her to prison and convict her. That could take years. He called his most loyal servant into the room.
"Une, kill the boy. Kill Milliardo and do it quick. I want the girl now," he commanded her.
"Yes sir," the woman replied.
With all living relatives and friends out of the way, she was his. There would be no other place for to turn. He would have her beautiful, adoring eyes all for himself, along with the power that came along with it.
End Chapter 2 (but on FF.Net, it's technically chapter 3…)
AN: Hey! This chapter is definitely longer! Maybe it'll satisfy some of you reviewers. ^_^ More will come if I get reviews!! Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is accepted gratefully, but mean or inappropriate flames are not. Thank you for reading!! Also, if you leave your e-mail address in a REVIEW, I'll be sure to e-mail you when I update.
Rating: PG-13 (for mature themes and gore such as bloody things)
Pairings: Heero and Serena.
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 2: No More Fun and Games
By: Allie
Treize stared proudly at his work and turned to walk away. He preferred to leave his work to be found by some innocent bystander and learn of what had happened and who was blamed later. How he hoped Serena would be blamed. That would make it so much more interesting.
~*~*~
Heero left Serena in her room and walked out to her balcony where he jumped gracefully down the two stories. He was sick of Treize's antics and even more sick of death, however, there weren't many more people left for him to kill and then this nightmare would come to an end with either him or Treize as the victor.
~*~*~
A young maid came into the bedroom where her mistress, Serena, would most likely be. She gently woke her up and led her to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Serena moaned as she was awoken from her nightmare. She'd been having nightmares since her family's death. Her dream was always the same.
She was walking home on that fateful day and she entered her home. There, on the floor, were the three of them; her mother, father, and brother, lying perfectly straight and clean on the floor. At first she thought it was some kind of sick joke. She didn't notice how deathly pale they all were. She walked up to her mother, whom she was the closest to. She bent down and gently shook the woman. Tears began to fill her eyes as she subconsciously realized that they were dead. Her heart would not believe it though and she shook them harder. When they would not awaken, she sat in a defeated heap and just sobbed. She didn't know how long she sat there, but it felt like ages before a neighbor stopped by to see why the front door was open. Upon seeing Serena there, she walked into the room and asked her what was wrong. It never occurred to the lady that the people lying on the floor were dead. They just seemed asleep and for some strange reason they were on the living room floor.
Upon being tapped on the shoulder, Serena stared blankly at the woman. She felt angry that this woman would disturb her, but as quickly as it formed, the anger subsided into the intense pain that she felt.
The only words that she could form in explanation to the woman were, "They're dead. My family is dead." With that, she passed out from sheer exhaustion, mentally and physically. However, in the dream, when she passed out, it is not the end. She wakes up in a strange, dark place. There are no recognizable shapes or objects. Everything is a blur of black and gray shadows. In the dream, she begins to walk, not in any specific direction, just forward. She seems to be guided by an unknown force through the murky, shadowy world. She hears an evil laugh; the most sinister laugh ever to reach her ears. This laugh chills her body through to her bones. As she walks, unable to stop, the laughter grows louder until at last she is able to make out the shadow of a man. He looks over at her and stops laughing immediately. Unable to stop herself, a tear rolls down her cheek and then the laughter begins again. It's terrible and she covers her ears, but it only grows loudly. That is when she wakes up in a cold sweat. Every time. Every night.
Serena walked into her bathroom under the guidance of her maid and took a hot shower. The heat from the shower seemed to lessen the pain of her heart. She knew that it was happening again. They would all die. Her uncle and Milliardo were next. She was sure of it.
Serena dried herself off and got dressed. She dried her long blonde hair and sat down at her desk with her head in her hands. She shouldn't stay in this house. She shouldn't be near people when she would end up being responsible for their deaths. Regrettably, she had nowhere to go. She had no other family and she had never been alone in the world.
Serena walked downstairs to join her uncle and cousin in breakfast. When she got to the table, she was greeted by the stony face of her cousin. Her uncle was nowhere in sight.
"Father had a heart attack last night. When I went to find you, I found my dead sister and you covered in her blood in bed, asleep," he told her in a tone that clearly told her that he thought her sleeping at such a time inappropriate.
"I'm sorry that I could not help you in your time of need. I passed out when I found Relena and apparently, someone carried me to my room," she replied before the first part of his statement registered.
"You don't even seem upset!" he accused.
"Of course I am!" she replied angrily, "I have gone through more death in my life than you can even imagine!"
"Do you even want to know what happened to father, your favorite uncle?" he asked sarcastically.
"He's alright, isn't he?" she asked frantic now.
"If you count dead as alright, then sure, Serena, he's doing just dandy," he bit out at her.
"You make it sound as if I killed him myself!" she exclaimed.
"Well, that is what the police investigating the murder believe. After all, you were to receive an even larger inheritance if my sister died. Wasn't it convenient that she died on the night of your party when you were finally considered an adult and able to receive your inheritance?" he asked stonily.
"I loved Relena and my uncle, so don't you dare go accusing me of doing such a thing!" Serena snapped.
"Yes, well, no matter what I think, the police will have the last say. They seem pretty convinced to me that you are the prime suspect, though," he replied, taking a sip of his orange juice.
"Why me? With how calmly you're taking the news, it could have just as likely been you!" she yelled, getting up from the table.
Milliardo looked as if he was going to reply, but he quickly doubled over with pain. A knife flew into his chest from behind Serena. She screamed and one of the maids came in only to gasp and faint.
The cook came in after the maid and yelled, "Get the girl! She killed him!"
More servants piled in the room and grabbed the screaming Serena.
~*~*~
Serena was taken into a prison room and shoved down. She was put in a maximum-security cell. She had been told earlier that she was accused under charges of killing her two cousins and would most likely be put under charges of poisoning her uncle and maybe even killing her family. Her life would never be normal now. People would always avoid her, even if she did not get convicted. In her eyes, she was already dead. She wished she had the courage to end it all for herself, but she could not kill herself and she could not bring herself to say that she had killed the people she held most dear in her life. Her lawyer had told her to plead guilty and that he would get the court to believe her insane. He had said that this was her best decision and that she would most likely be given a death penalty and convicted if she did not. She could not do it though. It was wrong and even if no one believed her, she would not say that she had killed her family.
~*~*~
Treize grinned. He was ready for her. He wanted her. He would not wait for people to blame her and take her to prison and convict her. That could take years. He called his most loyal servant into the room.
"Une, kill the boy. Kill Milliardo and do it quick. I want the girl now," he commanded her.
"Yes sir," the woman replied.
With all living relatives and friends out of the way, she was his. There would be no other place for to turn. He would have her beautiful, adoring eyes all for himself, along with the power that came along with it.
End Chapter 2 (but on FF.Net, it's technically chapter 3…)
AN: Hey! This chapter is definitely longer! Maybe it'll satisfy some of you reviewers. ^_^ More will come if I get reviews!! Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is accepted gratefully, but mean or inappropriate flames are not. Thank you for reading!! Also, if you leave your e-mail address in a REVIEW, I'll be sure to e-mail you when I update.