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."