I'm sooooooo sorry this took so long. I was on vacation for a week you see and when I got back, we had guests over and it was just hectic so yeah. Now I'm back and attempting to post chapters up as fast as I possibly can.
Warnings: shounen-ai 1x2 Kinda short
Disclaimers: GWing is not mine. . Frustration!
Okay…on with the show!
Wind Blown Destinies-Chapter Three
"I was always waiting for the day I could finally meet you again so that now," Heero unsheathed his sword. "I can exact my revenge."
Even Duo could not hide his fear. "H-how?" he gasped out. "How did you live? I thought that…"
"You had killed me for good?" Heero sneered as he finished Duo's query. "However, I must admit…it almost finished me off."
Duo stood in silence. 'This is the end.' He thought miserably. 'I'm going to die. Lethian will be forever lost and I am to blame.' The young prince felt absolutely crestfallen. Memories of his childhood rushed at him in torrents. Little Hilde, his sister, now probably buried under the piles of rubble that had once been a glorious kingdom…Queen Atarya, his beautiful mother that had cared endlessly for him and had showered him with love…King Garoth, his father, the mighty ruler of Lethian who had taught him everything about kingship and how to rule generously with as little dictatorship as possible and finally the mysterious boy he had met nine years ago who had been his one and only friend but it turned out that he was his enemy. Royal life was a pain. Duo scolded himself to joke around at a time like this.
"I thought you were talkative," Heero cocked an eyebrow. "Why so quiet? Do you not have anything to say before you are sent to deal with your maker?"
Duo glared coldly at the Sumpaarian prince. "Must you be so rude?"
Heero sheathed his sword and continued to stare nonchalantly at the braided youth.
Duo couldn't stand it any longer. "IF YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME, THEN DO SO ALREADY!" Tears came unbidden to his eyes leaving him muttering inaudibly to himself. "Boys don't cry. Boys don't cry."
"Why should I?" Heero asked.
"I'm your enemy. It's your duty."
"Oh? You didn't kill me when you had the chance."
"Don't mock me."
"I apologize but truly," Heero said. "you want to die?"
"Well…no," Duo admitted. "But if it's unavoidable then I will face it without fear." Duo felt a slight tingling pain at his side but ignored it.
Heero looked Duo over. He was of average height with long chestnut hair tied back in a now frazzled braid. The young prince had enchanting violet eyes and a heart shaped face with high cheekbones. He wore clothes of royalty although it didn't look so all covered and caked with dirt and mud. Heero noticed a deep gash in Duo's side but Duo shifted before he could get a proper look at it.
The pain came again but Duo fought down the urge to cry out. The throbbing in his mind became clearer and he couldn't think straight. 'What is wrong with me?' he asked himself furiously. Looking down at his side, he noticed a deep gash. Observing more closely, he noticed a broken shaft protruding from the wound. Pulling it out with his bare hands, he gasped, in both pain and surprise. A poisoned arrow!
Heero furrowed his eyebrows in puzzlement and finally the truth dawned on him. The battle! Duo had been hit!
Duo gritted his teeth in pain. It wasn't fair. He had just escaped death and now it had pounced again. Dying in front of the enemy like this. No. Not the enemy. An enemy. One. Not a vast army, but a single soul.
Duo felt disgusted with himself and was numb long before he hit the floor.
How utterly…
Humiliating.
TBC…
I NEED REVIEWS!
Warnings: shounen-ai 1x2 Kinda short
Disclaimers: GWing is not mine. . Frustration!
Okay…on with the show!
Wind Blown Destinies-Chapter Three
"I was always waiting for the day I could finally meet you again so that now," Heero unsheathed his sword. "I can exact my revenge."
Even Duo could not hide his fear. "H-how?" he gasped out. "How did you live? I thought that…"
"You had killed me for good?" Heero sneered as he finished Duo's query. "However, I must admit…it almost finished me off."
Duo stood in silence. 'This is the end.' He thought miserably. 'I'm going to die. Lethian will be forever lost and I am to blame.' The young prince felt absolutely crestfallen. Memories of his childhood rushed at him in torrents. Little Hilde, his sister, now probably buried under the piles of rubble that had once been a glorious kingdom…Queen Atarya, his beautiful mother that had cared endlessly for him and had showered him with love…King Garoth, his father, the mighty ruler of Lethian who had taught him everything about kingship and how to rule generously with as little dictatorship as possible and finally the mysterious boy he had met nine years ago who had been his one and only friend but it turned out that he was his enemy. Royal life was a pain. Duo scolded himself to joke around at a time like this.
"I thought you were talkative," Heero cocked an eyebrow. "Why so quiet? Do you not have anything to say before you are sent to deal with your maker?"
Duo glared coldly at the Sumpaarian prince. "Must you be so rude?"
Heero sheathed his sword and continued to stare nonchalantly at the braided youth.
Duo couldn't stand it any longer. "IF YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME, THEN DO SO ALREADY!" Tears came unbidden to his eyes leaving him muttering inaudibly to himself. "Boys don't cry. Boys don't cry."
"Why should I?" Heero asked.
"I'm your enemy. It's your duty."
"Oh? You didn't kill me when you had the chance."
"Don't mock me."
"I apologize but truly," Heero said. "you want to die?"
"Well…no," Duo admitted. "But if it's unavoidable then I will face it without fear." Duo felt a slight tingling pain at his side but ignored it.
Heero looked Duo over. He was of average height with long chestnut hair tied back in a now frazzled braid. The young prince had enchanting violet eyes and a heart shaped face with high cheekbones. He wore clothes of royalty although it didn't look so all covered and caked with dirt and mud. Heero noticed a deep gash in Duo's side but Duo shifted before he could get a proper look at it.
The pain came again but Duo fought down the urge to cry out. The throbbing in his mind became clearer and he couldn't think straight. 'What is wrong with me?' he asked himself furiously. Looking down at his side, he noticed a deep gash. Observing more closely, he noticed a broken shaft protruding from the wound. Pulling it out with his bare hands, he gasped, in both pain and surprise. A poisoned arrow!
Heero furrowed his eyebrows in puzzlement and finally the truth dawned on him. The battle! Duo had been hit!
Duo gritted his teeth in pain. It wasn't fair. He had just escaped death and now it had pounced again. Dying in front of the enemy like this. No. Not the enemy. An enemy. One. Not a vast army, but a single soul.
Duo felt disgusted with himself and was numb long before he hit the floor.
How utterly…
Humiliating.
TBC…
I NEED REVIEWS!