Bane of Darkness
(series two of Defending Our Light)
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. If I did, there would be a few things different about it… Ah, let's just say you'd know. Besides, why the heck would I write fanfiction if I owned the show? I could be creating new episodes and making money for it. So back off.
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This is an AU fic. It's set in a different world than the GW boys actually live in. Don't expect to see any Gundams, I'm just borrowing the characters, not the storyline. Some of this is set in a strange world that I created myself and some of it is set in a 'normal' world, like our own. Anyway, enjoy.
Pairings:
3x4
1x2
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Prologue
The dark was alive.
That was the way it seemed, anyway. Dorothy Catalonia frowned, making sure not to focus on the swirling patches of shadow that filled the room around her. They can't be displeased with me to the point where they'd make me see them, can they?
No. Her masters were smarter than that. There was no way they'd toss aside a perfectly good servant just because of one simple mistake. She could still help them, after all – she had spent most of her young life studying the boy known as Seeker; she knew things about him that could be invaluable. They couldn't dispose of her, not now.
Drawing those thoughts about her like a barrior against attacks, Dorothy stepped forward, as a defendant might in a trial, approaching final judgement.
"Fail. You fail."
"It's nothing." Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, the girl faced her masters squarely, trying to appear confident. "We knew the Seeker would find the keys. The important thing is to keep him from using them."
Silence.
A good sign, right? She kept going. "I know his weaknesses. He's far too kindhearted. We can use that against him, can't we? There are four gates. If we keep only one open, we win. Once we have completed our Sacrifice, there will be no way for anyone to stop us." Her voice grew lower. "Even the Darksbane."
"Darksbane…" There was no small amount of venom in the whispered word, as though it had been spat out.
"Use me," Dorothy urged, feeling her chances begin to slip. "I can help you. I can."
A cold breath of air brushed her right cheek, and she shut her eyes immediately, against the vision that could well drive her mad. Fear made her heart pound faster than normal; cold washed over her entire body, but she felt none of it.
"Open," the voice hissed, malevolently. "Now."
Her eyes shot open at the command, and the feeling of intense terror increased a hundred times over. The shadows were shifted around her, coming into plain sight. She could not close her eyes, or look away, as they took shape before her…
An agonized shriek filled the room shrilly for a moment, highlighted only by the hissing that had been echoing through it all along. The scream rose in terror and in agony until it came near to reaching the point where a listener might even feel some of the emotion themselves.
Then it stopped.
Bonelessly, Dorothy Catalonia's body slumped to the ground, eyes still wide and unseeing.
"Use you," the voices whispered softly, disdainfully. "We will."
The Three
The Seeker with a head of spun gold
Eyes like the sea, shifting blue to
green
Competence and bravery, hand in hand
Weakness in the failure to
see.
Sacrifice – darkness
Contrast in bright eyes
But a hardening of
spirit, resigned to fate
Beneath strength, there is weakness in
uncertainty.
The Darksbane, soul of mystery
Hair of the earth's shade and eyes
containing death
Self-sufficient and needing no being's aide
Yet unable
to comprehend emotion.
Prophecy (Dark)
The Seeker finds the keys
Pullin your seal of fate from where it hides
Gold at the stone on the mountain high
Find Ice when darkness blocks the
sky
Rowan from the dangers among the trees
Emerald in the dive to the
lake from the seas
Diamond in the fragments of the beast
Silver from the
fury at the feast
Amber already holds your soul
Used at once to complete
that goal.
Guard well the Gates,
North, South, East, West.
Confinement brings
with it,
Your defeat.
One option left,
For in the moment
One's life's blood is spilled
across your altar
Will the Gates fix and the keys
Shall be rendered
useless.
Seek your Sacrifice
And gain the assurance of victory.
Your only obstacle,
Darksbane.
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End Prologue
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