Gundam Wing: Solider's Heart
By: Tai is the mon (Ty)
Blinding light filled his vision as he slashed the two syths attachted to the Gundam's hand. He heard the of the mobiel suit infront of him scream.
"I am sorry. But what you are doing is wrong, and you must pay. Taking the lives of the innoccent does not come without consiquence!"
*What I am doing is no better. But it must be done* He whispered to himself.
The panic and horror of the battle field raged around him. He closed his eyes, not wanting to see.
"You better move it kid, or you're going to be sliced, diced, and fried Crispy!" Duo's familar voice called over the radio.
Reluctantly he opened his eyes, and swug heavily at another Mobiel Suit. As the suit sliced, he wondered about the mans family.
*Someone must love this man. Did he have any kids? A loving wife? Sisters or brothers? Friends? Stop it Quatre. Stop it. You're doing what you have
to do. Stop thinking about it!* But he couldn't stop. He wanted so badly to apologize to every single person they had hurt in this war. But then
he'd have to apologize to the world.
"So many lost. So many hurt. What are we doing this for? Why?" Again he found himself dodging and striking. In a lul of the battle his mind
once again began to wander. This time to his family.
*What would my sisters do if anything were to happen to me? Would it hurt them more to see me like this then dead?*
"WILL YOU WAKE UP!!!" Heero yelled, zooming past Sandrock and dicing some mobial suits infront of him. Immediatly Quatre tried not to let his mind
wander, and consintrate on the battle. In a matter of hours the Gundam Piolits were back at head quaters.
"Quatre what the heck did you think you were doing! You could have gotten us all killed!"
"I'm sorry Heero!"
"Sorry?!? Is that all you can say?!? If one of your mistakes kills us sorry won't do anything. When you are in that Gundam, your mind is on the battle
and no where else! You hear me kid?!"
"Yes Heero."
"Don't let it happen again."
By: Tai is the mon (Ty)
Blinding light filled his vision as he slashed the two syths attachted to the Gundam's hand. He heard the of the mobiel suit infront of him scream.
"I am sorry. But what you are doing is wrong, and you must pay. Taking the lives of the innoccent does not come without consiquence!"
*What I am doing is no better. But it must be done* He whispered to himself.
The panic and horror of the battle field raged around him. He closed his eyes, not wanting to see.
"You better move it kid, or you're going to be sliced, diced, and fried Crispy!" Duo's familar voice called over the radio.
Reluctantly he opened his eyes, and swug heavily at another Mobiel Suit. As the suit sliced, he wondered about the mans family.
*Someone must love this man. Did he have any kids? A loving wife? Sisters or brothers? Friends? Stop it Quatre. Stop it. You're doing what you have
to do. Stop thinking about it!* But he couldn't stop. He wanted so badly to apologize to every single person they had hurt in this war. But then
he'd have to apologize to the world.
"So many lost. So many hurt. What are we doing this for? Why?" Again he found himself dodging and striking. In a lul of the battle his mind
once again began to wander. This time to his family.
*What would my sisters do if anything were to happen to me? Would it hurt them more to see me like this then dead?*
"WILL YOU WAKE UP!!!" Heero yelled, zooming past Sandrock and dicing some mobial suits infront of him. Immediatly Quatre tried not to let his mind
wander, and consintrate on the battle. In a matter of hours the Gundam Piolits were back at head quaters.
"Quatre what the heck did you think you were doing! You could have gotten us all killed!"
"I'm sorry Heero!"
"Sorry?!? Is that all you can say?!? If one of your mistakes kills us sorry won't do anything. When you are in that Gundam, your mind is on the battle
and no where else! You hear me kid?!"
"Yes Heero."
"Don't let it happen again."