Started: March 8, 2001
Finished: March 12, 2001
Disclaimer: *bounce, bounce* The G-boys don't belong to me... *bounce* they
are property of Bandai... *bounce* and others...! *bounce*
Duo: You're messing up the bed, Shamera! Stop jumping!!
*pouts* ^^;;
1+2/2+1. ^_^!! Don't you just love those two? Should know warnings by NOW...
Comments and criticism very welcome! Flames used for marshmellows.
Imminent Fate, part 13
Shamera
sitafire@hotmail.com
There was a beep on the intercom.
"Treize-sama, you have a line from 'Daejin'. Should I connect him on
for you?"
Treize leaned over from the chair he was sitting on and pressed the
buttom on his speaker. "No. Tell him to come up here directly."
"Yes, sir." Lady Une replied, and then cut off the communcation.
Treize leaned back into his chair again, eyes focusing on the shadow
on his room. "I'll take it that you failed, Zechs."
In the far corner of the room, Zechs stood up. "No, sir. We got through
to Elysian and communicated with the alicorn."
"Ah." The ginger-haired man lay his elbows on the armrests of the
chair. "So it was an alicorn after all."
"Yes, sir."
There was a silence brought by the footsteps outside the door, and then
a dark young man came in, quietly opening and shutting the doors as opposed
to the violent manner of which he looked.
Treize smiled faintly and addressed, "Daejin?"
"Yes, Treize-sama," the man said as he turned. He had dark skin and
deep black eyes. His shaggy hair was the only color on him, for it looked to
be a light brown. "My name is Kouji, m'Lord."
Treize waved a hand. "Sit. We will talk."
Kougi eyed Zechs warily, but slinked over the the chair that Treize had
waved at.
"Do Daejin always sent children?" Treize asked.
"Only children can survive this earth." Kouji explained. "Adults cannot
walk on the ground which they see as a beauty. They'll die."
"I understand." Treize waited for the child to say what he was supposed
to. The demon was rather uncomfortable around these settings.
"Sir, that information that was sent to us...." he figetted. "We have
the key."
"Information?" Treize asked.
Zechs interrupted, "As soon as the Holy Fire was put out, the Delos'
started immediantly on a connection to Daejin to inform the Demons of the
information that they had learned."
"Indeed." Treize sighed. "Am I the last the know of this?"
"We thought you were the one who wanted the information!" Kouji cried,
eyes wide. "We didn't know..."
"It's quite alright, little one. This only means that we're ahead of
scheduale. No harm done." Treize turned from the young demon to Zechs. "When
did you give them this information?"
"Just a day ago, sir." Zechs replied, his mask hiding anything that he
was trying to express. "They worked very fast, sir."
Treize nodded. "Can you tell me what the information was and what 'key'
you were talking about, Kouji?"
Kouji nodded eagerly. "A day ago, we were sent a message about someone
having stolen a banished Angel and that may have been the cause for all the
chaos in Elysian. The Elders started to work immediantly.
"A few hours later, someone from the history department reported that
were was a ten year gap in the time that everyone forgot about. They, of
course, were talking about the Conosere Battle. There's a very big
possibility that it was where the banished Angel ended up. It's out biggest
lead by far. Since the Angels do not check more than their own ranks every
2 thousand years, the timing's about right."
"The Battle of Conosere..." Treize whispered, eyes darkening at the
mention of the bloody war. "Yes, there's a very big possibility. There were
many who were lost in the battle, yes?"
"Yes. The Elders decided, after reaching 135 deaths, that they couldn't
wait for the Angels to figure this out. They chanced it and took a time key
from the Barriers." Kouji held up a small, metal key as proof. "They told me
to get this to you and that you would know what to do with it."
A time key. Treize had never seen one before, let alone operated one.
How was he supposed to know what to do with it?
Treize accepted the key that Kouji handed to him, fingering it and
tracing lines over the rough edges. He narrowed his eyes as he felt small
pulsebeats comeing from it. "This is a time key?"
"Yes. If you don't know how to use it, all you have to do is find some
sort of history book or so and place the key inside the book. There should
be a time portal appearing within a minute or so." Kouji nodded to himself,
confirming what he had said with his thoughts. "But the difficult thing
would be to find a book that records the ten lost years. It won't be in any
sort of history book. That's what you're going to have to do by yourself."
"Aa." Treize continued to finger the key for a few more moments, then
waved a hand to dismiss Kouji. "Thank you. I think I have a idea on what to
do. You can go back to your family now."
Kouji bowed in thanks and backed up two steps, then shimmered and
disappeared into the air.
Pointing the end of the key at Zechs, Treize asked calmly, "Do you
think that you can get the Gundam pilots to trust you again? We might need
their help with this."
Zechs did not comment.
"I don't understand," Quatre was saying. "The entire family of the
Delos were witches? I thought there were no such thing."
"I don't know." Duo shrugged. "They said that they couldn't really do
a lot of things other than the Holy Fire. Personally, I think that they
*don't* like doing what they're able to. Diana certainly seemed aggitated
enough about the thought of having to make a Holy Fire. She even seemed
angry about it to an extent. All of them did."
"Then why did they do that?" Wufei asked from where he was sitting on
a chair that had been pulled into the group, voice irritated. He was glaring
about Heero while his lips had been set into a grim line.
"They said something about their duty." Duo said in a monotone. He was
tired, and was still slightly cold. Although he had been warm when he slept
with Heero yesterday, (and no, he wasn't ashamed about that) Duo felt as if
he could still use a few more hours of just lying on the bed, whether he was
asleep or not. But tomorrow would be Monday, and school started again
tomorrow. Not that he was going to go tomorrow, tests go screw themselves...
Quatre was sitting next to Trowa, frowning. The blond boy at the moment
looked too much like Diana for Duo's tastes. Or was it the other way around?
He really didn't want to think about it at the moment. But he was sure that
he would freak out if one day Quatre decided to dress up as a witch for
Halloween. Lucky for him, he knew that Quatre wasn't so cruel...
The Delos' was another matter....
"But another matter was that I was stupid enough to go in the fire like
they asked." Duo shuddered at the memory, then offered a shaky grin. "I kinda
thought that the fire was safe since I touched it and it didn't burn me."
"You went in the fire?" Quatre deadpanned. The others weren't better
off, including Heero.
Duo laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Well, yeah,
something like that." Damn, he couldn't lie here. "I guess it was a spur of
the moment thing... and I've learned never to do that again!"
"That doesn't explain why your arm is in a sling." Wufei pointed out.
"Or what happened after the fire."
Trowa nodded, making a muffled sound of agreement.
"Well." Duo's eyes searched out for Heero's pleadingly, as if asking
the other boy to do something to take him off the spotlight. No help there.
Duo wrinkled his nose at Heero, and turned back to the others. "You
heard how I talked to you about how they called upon a creature from the
Angel World using the Holy Fire."
"You said Guardian, Duo." Trowa pointed out gently.
"Yeah. Guardian." With a deep sigh, Duo shifted his position on the
couch, and carefully rearranged the bandages to his arm sling, fingers
fidelling with the linen. "The fire was to call your Guardian." He considered
his next few sentences thoughtfully. *Guess what, guys, my Guardian just
happens to be an alicorn! Isn't that awsome?*
"The fire called Duo's alicorn." Heero spoke impassively.
Duo slumped in relief, giving Heero a wink and a smile.
"Say what?" Quatre said.
Duo looked innocently at the blond boy, but was rewarded with a
slightly annoyed look that told Duo that if Quatre could give looks like that
also, there was no use trying to fool him.
"You have an alicorn, Duo?" Even Wufei seemed slightly concerned.
Duo blinked, then cringed back. "Hey! There's nothing wrong with that!"
he defended himself. The others didn't look convinced. "I don't think that
you should believe everything that Zechs said," Duo huffed. "Personally, I
don't see anything wrong with an alicorn. In fact, I got to meet her!"
Trowa raised an eyebrow, which pretty much summed up all the emotion
in the room.
"Well, okay," Duo conceeded. "She's the one who gave me the shoulder
wound I have, but that was only to help me!"
The curiousity in the room only continued to raise.
After a few moments of realizing that this was going to be a very
complicated story that he needed to tell from the beginning, Duo sighed.
And in the next half hour, he told of all the times he could remember
coming to be with NightMare, and how she was always there after a tragic
event. Not that he would tell them the events. He just told them of how she
was there.
So he also ended up telling them about how he had been changed by the
fire, and left out the parts with Heero, as he saw the other boy shifting
uncomfortablely in the couch. Oooh, he was going to have to resolve this
later.
"So you're saying that she came and you passed out?" Wufei asked.
Duo turned red. "Hey, if you were loosing as much blood as I was..."
He warned Wufei. "It wasn't as if I could stay awake for long, anyway!"
"So you don't know what happened?" Quatre asked.
"I do."
They all looked at Heero.
The said boy in question was looking rather thoughtful. Yes, he still
had an expressionless mask on, but by now all the others could sort of see
through that. Heero looked like he had given a lot of thought about this.
"She said that the Angels already knew what was going on." Heero
explained. "Said that all this was because of an banished Angel that they
lost. The Delos' were upset when she said that."
The waited for more. A few minutes later, they realized that this was
all that went on while Duo had been unconcious. So much for a detailed
version of the story.
"But if the Angels already knew about it, why aren't they doing some-
thing about this?" Quatre asked, his voice full of worry. He had also seen
the same things that Duo had seen, just to a certain extent. He had seen
those creatures, and had seen them die.
Seeking out Trowa's hand, Quatre allowed himself to slump back tiredly.
He didn't want to deal with this. After getting back from his home colony,
he had a lot to think about, and he didn't want to have to deal with some-
thing like this when he was already so stressed. When they were all already
so stressed.
"I don't know." Duo said softly. He was looking over at Heero, who in
turn, was looking back at Duo. "I just heard about this right now."
Heero turned his gaze on to a nearby wall.
"Could it be that the Angels can't do anything about it? Or that they
don't want to do anything about it?" Duo asked.
No one said a word for a long while.
The time key.
Zechs could feel the heat that the metal was giving off even through
the thick pouch on his side. He had taken off the mask so that he could walk
freely among civilians without them having to stare at him in discomfort. As
much as he wanted to hide himself, he didn't like that feeling. It made him
feel like an outcast and that he would never be able to fit in.
So here he was. Without his mask, and outside the door to the small
house that the Gundam pilots were currantly staying in. He still remembered
the first time he had been there, and how he had been so nervous up to the
point that he was scared- to directly face _all_ the Gundam pilots alone.
Facing one or two he could take, but if they had not listened to him, he
would have been facing all of them. Alone.
Now... now he wasn't scared. He had the certainty that they were not
going to be able to harm him. But he was worried. He had known about the
Holy Fire. He knew they were going to ask him about that, and he still needed
their trust into doing things. If the Angels were not going to help out, then
they had to take the situation into their own hands.
Checking himself mentally, Zechs pressed on the doorbell. He would not
be downed by mere children. Just because he needed their help didn't mean
too much to him. It was Treize that requested him to do this. Besides, he
didn't want to go back to the Battle of Conosere.
This time it was 04 who answered the door.
The seagreen eyes narrowed suspiciously.
Holding up the pouch and making sure that the boy before him couldn't
see anything inside it, Zechs pointedly raised an eyebrow. "I have something
that you might be able to find use for."
And he watched 04's eyes follow the bag and widen at the sight of
something magical inside. The boy would be able to see just how powerful a
magic makes the time key.
He would make sure that they all saw.
He might need their help with whatever was happening, but it didn't
mean that all of a sudden they weren't enemies.
Ohh, no.
He only needed their help for a little while, afterall.
Besides, the treaty didn't last too long.
End part 13.
Oh, and sorry this took forever. I started this part about 10 times, and
deleted it thinking that I was going too slow. So I went straight to the time
key. I guess it didn't come out as well I thought it might. _ Man! I hope I'm
not getting writers' block at this point in the story!! It's injustice, I tell
you!
Finished: March 12, 2001
Disclaimer: *bounce, bounce* The G-boys don't belong to me... *bounce* they
are property of Bandai... *bounce* and others...! *bounce*
Duo: You're messing up the bed, Shamera! Stop jumping!!
*pouts* ^^;;
1+2/2+1. ^_^!! Don't you just love those two? Should know warnings by NOW...
Comments and criticism very welcome! Flames used for marshmellows.
Imminent Fate, part 13
Shamera
sitafire@hotmail.com
There was a beep on the intercom.
"Treize-sama, you have a line from 'Daejin'. Should I connect him on
for you?"
Treize leaned over from the chair he was sitting on and pressed the
buttom on his speaker. "No. Tell him to come up here directly."
"Yes, sir." Lady Une replied, and then cut off the communcation.
Treize leaned back into his chair again, eyes focusing on the shadow
on his room. "I'll take it that you failed, Zechs."
In the far corner of the room, Zechs stood up. "No, sir. We got through
to Elysian and communicated with the alicorn."
"Ah." The ginger-haired man lay his elbows on the armrests of the
chair. "So it was an alicorn after all."
"Yes, sir."
There was a silence brought by the footsteps outside the door, and then
a dark young man came in, quietly opening and shutting the doors as opposed
to the violent manner of which he looked.
Treize smiled faintly and addressed, "Daejin?"
"Yes, Treize-sama," the man said as he turned. He had dark skin and
deep black eyes. His shaggy hair was the only color on him, for it looked to
be a light brown. "My name is Kouji, m'Lord."
Treize waved a hand. "Sit. We will talk."
Kougi eyed Zechs warily, but slinked over the the chair that Treize had
waved at.
"Do Daejin always sent children?" Treize asked.
"Only children can survive this earth." Kouji explained. "Adults cannot
walk on the ground which they see as a beauty. They'll die."
"I understand." Treize waited for the child to say what he was supposed
to. The demon was rather uncomfortable around these settings.
"Sir, that information that was sent to us...." he figetted. "We have
the key."
"Information?" Treize asked.
Zechs interrupted, "As soon as the Holy Fire was put out, the Delos'
started immediantly on a connection to Daejin to inform the Demons of the
information that they had learned."
"Indeed." Treize sighed. "Am I the last the know of this?"
"We thought you were the one who wanted the information!" Kouji cried,
eyes wide. "We didn't know..."
"It's quite alright, little one. This only means that we're ahead of
scheduale. No harm done." Treize turned from the young demon to Zechs. "When
did you give them this information?"
"Just a day ago, sir." Zechs replied, his mask hiding anything that he
was trying to express. "They worked very fast, sir."
Treize nodded. "Can you tell me what the information was and what 'key'
you were talking about, Kouji?"
Kouji nodded eagerly. "A day ago, we were sent a message about someone
having stolen a banished Angel and that may have been the cause for all the
chaos in Elysian. The Elders started to work immediantly.
"A few hours later, someone from the history department reported that
were was a ten year gap in the time that everyone forgot about. They, of
course, were talking about the Conosere Battle. There's a very big
possibility that it was where the banished Angel ended up. It's out biggest
lead by far. Since the Angels do not check more than their own ranks every
2 thousand years, the timing's about right."
"The Battle of Conosere..." Treize whispered, eyes darkening at the
mention of the bloody war. "Yes, there's a very big possibility. There were
many who were lost in the battle, yes?"
"Yes. The Elders decided, after reaching 135 deaths, that they couldn't
wait for the Angels to figure this out. They chanced it and took a time key
from the Barriers." Kouji held up a small, metal key as proof. "They told me
to get this to you and that you would know what to do with it."
A time key. Treize had never seen one before, let alone operated one.
How was he supposed to know what to do with it?
Treize accepted the key that Kouji handed to him, fingering it and
tracing lines over the rough edges. He narrowed his eyes as he felt small
pulsebeats comeing from it. "This is a time key?"
"Yes. If you don't know how to use it, all you have to do is find some
sort of history book or so and place the key inside the book. There should
be a time portal appearing within a minute or so." Kouji nodded to himself,
confirming what he had said with his thoughts. "But the difficult thing
would be to find a book that records the ten lost years. It won't be in any
sort of history book. That's what you're going to have to do by yourself."
"Aa." Treize continued to finger the key for a few more moments, then
waved a hand to dismiss Kouji. "Thank you. I think I have a idea on what to
do. You can go back to your family now."
Kouji bowed in thanks and backed up two steps, then shimmered and
disappeared into the air.
Pointing the end of the key at Zechs, Treize asked calmly, "Do you
think that you can get the Gundam pilots to trust you again? We might need
their help with this."
Zechs did not comment.
"I don't understand," Quatre was saying. "The entire family of the
Delos were witches? I thought there were no such thing."
"I don't know." Duo shrugged. "They said that they couldn't really do
a lot of things other than the Holy Fire. Personally, I think that they
*don't* like doing what they're able to. Diana certainly seemed aggitated
enough about the thought of having to make a Holy Fire. She even seemed
angry about it to an extent. All of them did."
"Then why did they do that?" Wufei asked from where he was sitting on
a chair that had been pulled into the group, voice irritated. He was glaring
about Heero while his lips had been set into a grim line.
"They said something about their duty." Duo said in a monotone. He was
tired, and was still slightly cold. Although he had been warm when he slept
with Heero yesterday, (and no, he wasn't ashamed about that) Duo felt as if
he could still use a few more hours of just lying on the bed, whether he was
asleep or not. But tomorrow would be Monday, and school started again
tomorrow. Not that he was going to go tomorrow, tests go screw themselves...
Quatre was sitting next to Trowa, frowning. The blond boy at the moment
looked too much like Diana for Duo's tastes. Or was it the other way around?
He really didn't want to think about it at the moment. But he was sure that
he would freak out if one day Quatre decided to dress up as a witch for
Halloween. Lucky for him, he knew that Quatre wasn't so cruel...
The Delos' was another matter....
"But another matter was that I was stupid enough to go in the fire like
they asked." Duo shuddered at the memory, then offered a shaky grin. "I kinda
thought that the fire was safe since I touched it and it didn't burn me."
"You went in the fire?" Quatre deadpanned. The others weren't better
off, including Heero.
Duo laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Well, yeah,
something like that." Damn, he couldn't lie here. "I guess it was a spur of
the moment thing... and I've learned never to do that again!"
"That doesn't explain why your arm is in a sling." Wufei pointed out.
"Or what happened after the fire."
Trowa nodded, making a muffled sound of agreement.
"Well." Duo's eyes searched out for Heero's pleadingly, as if asking
the other boy to do something to take him off the spotlight. No help there.
Duo wrinkled his nose at Heero, and turned back to the others. "You
heard how I talked to you about how they called upon a creature from the
Angel World using the Holy Fire."
"You said Guardian, Duo." Trowa pointed out gently.
"Yeah. Guardian." With a deep sigh, Duo shifted his position on the
couch, and carefully rearranged the bandages to his arm sling, fingers
fidelling with the linen. "The fire was to call your Guardian." He considered
his next few sentences thoughtfully. *Guess what, guys, my Guardian just
happens to be an alicorn! Isn't that awsome?*
"The fire called Duo's alicorn." Heero spoke impassively.
Duo slumped in relief, giving Heero a wink and a smile.
"Say what?" Quatre said.
Duo looked innocently at the blond boy, but was rewarded with a
slightly annoyed look that told Duo that if Quatre could give looks like that
also, there was no use trying to fool him.
"You have an alicorn, Duo?" Even Wufei seemed slightly concerned.
Duo blinked, then cringed back. "Hey! There's nothing wrong with that!"
he defended himself. The others didn't look convinced. "I don't think that
you should believe everything that Zechs said," Duo huffed. "Personally, I
don't see anything wrong with an alicorn. In fact, I got to meet her!"
Trowa raised an eyebrow, which pretty much summed up all the emotion
in the room.
"Well, okay," Duo conceeded. "She's the one who gave me the shoulder
wound I have, but that was only to help me!"
The curiousity in the room only continued to raise.
After a few moments of realizing that this was going to be a very
complicated story that he needed to tell from the beginning, Duo sighed.
And in the next half hour, he told of all the times he could remember
coming to be with NightMare, and how she was always there after a tragic
event. Not that he would tell them the events. He just told them of how she
was there.
So he also ended up telling them about how he had been changed by the
fire, and left out the parts with Heero, as he saw the other boy shifting
uncomfortablely in the couch. Oooh, he was going to have to resolve this
later.
"So you're saying that she came and you passed out?" Wufei asked.
Duo turned red. "Hey, if you were loosing as much blood as I was..."
He warned Wufei. "It wasn't as if I could stay awake for long, anyway!"
"So you don't know what happened?" Quatre asked.
"I do."
They all looked at Heero.
The said boy in question was looking rather thoughtful. Yes, he still
had an expressionless mask on, but by now all the others could sort of see
through that. Heero looked like he had given a lot of thought about this.
"She said that the Angels already knew what was going on." Heero
explained. "Said that all this was because of an banished Angel that they
lost. The Delos' were upset when she said that."
The waited for more. A few minutes later, they realized that this was
all that went on while Duo had been unconcious. So much for a detailed
version of the story.
"But if the Angels already knew about it, why aren't they doing some-
thing about this?" Quatre asked, his voice full of worry. He had also seen
the same things that Duo had seen, just to a certain extent. He had seen
those creatures, and had seen them die.
Seeking out Trowa's hand, Quatre allowed himself to slump back tiredly.
He didn't want to deal with this. After getting back from his home colony,
he had a lot to think about, and he didn't want to have to deal with some-
thing like this when he was already so stressed. When they were all already
so stressed.
"I don't know." Duo said softly. He was looking over at Heero, who in
turn, was looking back at Duo. "I just heard about this right now."
Heero turned his gaze on to a nearby wall.
"Could it be that the Angels can't do anything about it? Or that they
don't want to do anything about it?" Duo asked.
No one said a word for a long while.
The time key.
Zechs could feel the heat that the metal was giving off even through
the thick pouch on his side. He had taken off the mask so that he could walk
freely among civilians without them having to stare at him in discomfort. As
much as he wanted to hide himself, he didn't like that feeling. It made him
feel like an outcast and that he would never be able to fit in.
So here he was. Without his mask, and outside the door to the small
house that the Gundam pilots were currantly staying in. He still remembered
the first time he had been there, and how he had been so nervous up to the
point that he was scared- to directly face _all_ the Gundam pilots alone.
Facing one or two he could take, but if they had not listened to him, he
would have been facing all of them. Alone.
Now... now he wasn't scared. He had the certainty that they were not
going to be able to harm him. But he was worried. He had known about the
Holy Fire. He knew they were going to ask him about that, and he still needed
their trust into doing things. If the Angels were not going to help out, then
they had to take the situation into their own hands.
Checking himself mentally, Zechs pressed on the doorbell. He would not
be downed by mere children. Just because he needed their help didn't mean
too much to him. It was Treize that requested him to do this. Besides, he
didn't want to go back to the Battle of Conosere.
This time it was 04 who answered the door.
The seagreen eyes narrowed suspiciously.
Holding up the pouch and making sure that the boy before him couldn't
see anything inside it, Zechs pointedly raised an eyebrow. "I have something
that you might be able to find use for."
And he watched 04's eyes follow the bag and widen at the sight of
something magical inside. The boy would be able to see just how powerful a
magic makes the time key.
He would make sure that they all saw.
He might need their help with whatever was happening, but it didn't
mean that all of a sudden they weren't enemies.
Ohh, no.
He only needed their help for a little while, afterall.
Besides, the treaty didn't last too long.
End part 13.
Oh, and sorry this took forever. I started this part about 10 times, and
deleted it thinking that I was going too slow. So I went straight to the time
key. I guess it didn't come out as well I thought it might. _ Man! I hope I'm
not getting writers' block at this point in the story!! It's injustice, I tell
you!