Selene's Past

Selene's Past

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the gundam characters, but I sure do own mine!  Oh, wonderful people who created Gundam Wing, I'm not getting any profit off this, don't sue me.  Please!!!

Author's Note:  If you've read my other story about Selene, reading this could be a part giveaway, that is if you really think about it.  But I seriously recommend you read this!  It will help make sense of the other story.  Um, yeah, by the way, Selene is my fanfic character.  She is the daughter of Heero YUY (Not our dear Spandex boy, the pacifist)  If anybody out there REALLY pays attention to Gundam Wing and does the math, there's no way she could be his daughter, but my friends and I after quite a bit of mulling (thinking) have found certain ways where science WOULD allow it.  Anyone have any questions on that, I'll be glad to post the details for you (grin) though I must warn you it has a lot more science involved than I want to deal with OUT OF SCHOOL!  (By the way, you aren't SUPPOSED to know who some of the voices are(the bold print ones), confusion… hehe : ) 

            Her hair was in a tangled mess, and her Atlantic blue eyes were filled with sadness.  Her diminutive face was red and puffy from the tears streaming down it.  "Poor girl," she heard a young man say.  "Yeah, Tom, it seems so unfair, I mean her father was assassinated even before her breath, and now she loses her mother at the age of two!"  The other man, whose name was Chris commented, "The daughter of Heero Yuy doesn't deserve to go through this."  " I agree."  "It's just good that the Peacecrafts have offered to take care of her, I don't even want to think of what would have happened to her if they hadn't," Tom said.  Selene stared at the two men, all she wanted is to be with her mommy, she didn't understand, why had they told her that would be impossible?  She started to cry again.  "Now, now Selene," Tom comforted, "Soon, you'll be with the Peacecrafts, and hopefully you will find happiness with them."

            Queen Peacecraft looked out from the balcony feeling uneasy.  King Peacecraft stood next to her trying his best to comfort her.  "I can't believe that Cassandra Yuy is dead," she whispered.  "Heart Failure," King Peacecraft said, "is what the doctors diagnosed it as."  "She didn't die of heart failure!" Queen Peacecraft protested, "a broken heart is more like it!!  It's only been a few years since she lost her husband!"  "And what a husband she had, if he was still alive, perhaps we would have peace in the colonies right now," King Peacecraft added. "Is Selene coming today!?!?" their young boy asked running up to them with icy blue eyes filled with anticipation.  Queen Peacecraft sighed, "Selene won't be up to doing much Milliardo dear."  He stared at her confused, "What do you mean?"  "You're a bit too young to understand," his father answered, but of course Milliardo would one day also understand the emotions mixing in Selene's fragile heart.  "She's coming!  She's coming!" one of the servants shouted.  The Peacecrafts turned around.  A young man was carrying the sobbing girl in his arms.  "Oh, poor angel!"  Queen Peacecraft shouted running to take the young girl from the man.  She held the young lamenting girl tight.  "I … want…my….. mommy," she sobbed.  King Peacecraft was composed as usual and trying to urge Milliardo to run along and allow them to handle it.  "I'm hungry!" shouted Relena storming into the room paying no heed to the sobbing child.  She was excused though, for she was only three, and could not grasp the concept of the delicate situation.  Relena tugged at her mother's long teal gown, moaning about her hunger.  Queen Peacecraft sighed, and put the sobbing Selene down to go tend to her daughter.  Once nestled on the ground Selene tried to wipe her tears, the last thing she wanted was to cry in front of Milliardo, or anyone else, no, she was much stronger than that.  Milliardo inched towards her, not exactly sure how she would react.  He gently squeezed her little hand and pulled her aside.  "Why don't I show you your room," he suggested trying to strike up a conversation.  The little girl nodded in compliance and they walked off together into the winding corridors.

            "Impressive," a deep voice commented, truly astounded, "I think it will make a nice abode to contain the young hope of the colonies."  "I agree," another voice added.  "I'd like to live here myself, in all the luxuries."  "A lot of people who volunteered to aid us are already moving in."  "I see, when the time is right, there will already be a good amount of inhabitants for this kingdom."  "I'm personally shocked that so many actually wanted to come."  "Loyalty, my good friend, they all feel a great sense of loyalty towards the one who is destined to lead the colonies."