This is really pissing me off. This is the third time I've written this opening paragraph. Fortunately I'm in a better mood this time. Okay... Yes, my mood is a lot better now. Alright. Yeah. Okay then. Uhhm... Well, I have an absolutely brilliant idea for a fic, but I can't write it. If I tried to write it, I'd break down and cry and be completely unable to write any more sometime during the first paragraph. Which means I still have no idea what to write about. Oh... Scratch that last sentence. That's right, I completely forgot about that. A person that reviewed one of my fics, IT Is Back, gave me the idea for this. So here is a Nightmare on Elm Street & Gundam Wing crossover... Oh, uh, okay, I'll open it with the line I always use. Here's... Something....
Duo opened the door to his temporary house on Elm Street. "Well, I guess it'll do. Besides, I wont be here too long. I just have to do... I have to do it. Then I'll leave. If I make it out alive, anyways. And if I make it out alive, I'll do what I promised myself I'd do." Duo laughed. "But if this little mission of mine doesn't kill me, my promise to myself will... Heero wont bother with words, he'll just grab his gun and shoot me." Duo saw something on one of the walls. "Those look like claw marks... They didn't say anything about large animals running around in peoples houses cutting things... Ah, what am I worried about? I'm gonna die anyways."
Heero examined the house. "It works." He said. "I thought we were done with the missions, but apparently I was wrong. This will be my final mission though. Supposedly it's a kamikaze." Heero unpacked what he had brought with him and then looked out the window of his room. "Elm Street... It doesn't seem like a place Oz would have any use for. But it isn't my place to question it. I'm just a soldier." Then Heero caught something moving out of the corner of his eye, something moving through a bush outside the house, and when he looked closely to see what it was, all he saw was the bush, and several parts of it laying on the ground looking like they had been cut off with a super-thin laser. "The neighbors must be some damn good tree trimmers..."
Quatre got out of his car and looked up at the street sign by the house. "Elm Street. This is the place." Quatre walked up the remainder of hte driveway and opened the door. "It isn't much... But I'm not going to be needing it for very long, if that information was correct. I never thought I'd purposely go into battle knowing I was going to die..." Quatre carried all of his things that he had brought with him to his room and began unpacking. After he was done, he stepped outside and looked up at the stars. "This will be the last time I'll ever see the night sky..." Quatre sighed and turned to go back into the house, and as he did, he heard a sound like a knife cutting through the air. He turned his head to see what had made the sound, but saw nothing. Then he saw the right sleeve of his shirt. It had been shredded by some sort of claws in the time it had taken him to turn around. Quatre opened the door and entered the house, locking the door behind him.
Trowa sat at the edge of the side his bed and thought about the mission. "Why do I have to go on this mission? I don't actually have to do it... I don't have to die... I could just pack up and leave right now." Trowa stretched and lay down on the bed. "Nobody can make me stay. Nobody can make me go through with this. I could leave this little house here on Elm Street and go back to Q..." Trowa sat up and lowered his head. "Get real. Quatre's just your friend. There's no way he likes you like that." Trowa looked up and saw sharp metal claws coming right for him. Trowa dodged to the left of the claws, and they impaled the wall behind Trowa. Trowa whipped around, ready to fight, but nothing was there except for the holes where the claws had hit the wall.
Wufei stared at the house from the drivers seat of his car. "I'll either stay in the house or go on the mission. One or the other. But both of them is too much. I will not do both. And I don't particularly want to die, so I'll stay in the house." Wufei got out of his car and carried his stuff into the house. He set everything down without bothering to unpack and then sat down in the first available spot. "There isn't any point to being here without going on the mission. You know you're going to go. The second you got out of your car, it became impossible to back out of it. You're going on that msision." Wufei saw something moving in the shadows of the house. A gloved hand slipped out of the shadows into a lighter area where Wufei could see it and the metal claws attached to it. The hand waved at Wufei and then suddenly it was gone.
Interesting beginning, eh? Well, if I get some good reviews, I'll write more. Anyways, I guess I'll be going now. So don't forget to review, and... Goodbye for now, people!
Duo opened the door to his temporary house on Elm Street. "Well, I guess it'll do. Besides, I wont be here too long. I just have to do... I have to do it. Then I'll leave. If I make it out alive, anyways. And if I make it out alive, I'll do what I promised myself I'd do." Duo laughed. "But if this little mission of mine doesn't kill me, my promise to myself will... Heero wont bother with words, he'll just grab his gun and shoot me." Duo saw something on one of the walls. "Those look like claw marks... They didn't say anything about large animals running around in peoples houses cutting things... Ah, what am I worried about? I'm gonna die anyways."
Heero examined the house. "It works." He said. "I thought we were done with the missions, but apparently I was wrong. This will be my final mission though. Supposedly it's a kamikaze." Heero unpacked what he had brought with him and then looked out the window of his room. "Elm Street... It doesn't seem like a place Oz would have any use for. But it isn't my place to question it. I'm just a soldier." Then Heero caught something moving out of the corner of his eye, something moving through a bush outside the house, and when he looked closely to see what it was, all he saw was the bush, and several parts of it laying on the ground looking like they had been cut off with a super-thin laser. "The neighbors must be some damn good tree trimmers..."
Quatre got out of his car and looked up at the street sign by the house. "Elm Street. This is the place." Quatre walked up the remainder of hte driveway and opened the door. "It isn't much... But I'm not going to be needing it for very long, if that information was correct. I never thought I'd purposely go into battle knowing I was going to die..." Quatre carried all of his things that he had brought with him to his room and began unpacking. After he was done, he stepped outside and looked up at the stars. "This will be the last time I'll ever see the night sky..." Quatre sighed and turned to go back into the house, and as he did, he heard a sound like a knife cutting through the air. He turned his head to see what had made the sound, but saw nothing. Then he saw the right sleeve of his shirt. It had been shredded by some sort of claws in the time it had taken him to turn around. Quatre opened the door and entered the house, locking the door behind him.
Trowa sat at the edge of the side his bed and thought about the mission. "Why do I have to go on this mission? I don't actually have to do it... I don't have to die... I could just pack up and leave right now." Trowa stretched and lay down on the bed. "Nobody can make me stay. Nobody can make me go through with this. I could leave this little house here on Elm Street and go back to Q..." Trowa sat up and lowered his head. "Get real. Quatre's just your friend. There's no way he likes you like that." Trowa looked up and saw sharp metal claws coming right for him. Trowa dodged to the left of the claws, and they impaled the wall behind Trowa. Trowa whipped around, ready to fight, but nothing was there except for the holes where the claws had hit the wall.
Wufei stared at the house from the drivers seat of his car. "I'll either stay in the house or go on the mission. One or the other. But both of them is too much. I will not do both. And I don't particularly want to die, so I'll stay in the house." Wufei got out of his car and carried his stuff into the house. He set everything down without bothering to unpack and then sat down in the first available spot. "There isn't any point to being here without going on the mission. You know you're going to go. The second you got out of your car, it became impossible to back out of it. You're going on that msision." Wufei saw something moving in the shadows of the house. A gloved hand slipped out of the shadows into a lighter area where Wufei could see it and the metal claws attached to it. The hand waved at Wufei and then suddenly it was gone.
Interesting beginning, eh? Well, if I get some good reviews, I'll write more. Anyways, I guess I'll be going now. So don't forget to review, and... Goodbye for now, people!