Title: Dark Horizons: Book 1
Author: Lyssa ( Lyssa10149@aol.com)
Part: 1/8-9
Ratings: PG-13
Warnings: A U, slight angst
Disclaimers: I sadly do not own the G-boys. Which in Heero and Duo's case really upsets me. I also do not own the plot of L.J. Smith's Dark Visions. Their respective owners own these. I am just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: This is a fusion of L.J. Smith's book Dark Visions. The Gundam boys have psychic gifts and are selected to become part of project to study the gifts.
Pairings: Book 1: 4+1, 4x1 slight 2+1
Chapter 1: none
Archive: Fanfiction.net. Any one else just ask
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Dark Horizons
Book 1
Chapter 1
Heero watches as the teacher drones on at the front of the class reviewing yesterdays lesson. The slight dark chestnut haired boy barely listens to the lesson. Instead he appears to be paying more attention to the whisperings of three students nearby speaking of and upcoming concert that every one is getting together to go to.
Heero sits and tries to convince himself that he doesn't really care that he's not involved. It probably won't even be a good concert anyways. It doesn't even bother him that no one even thought to ask if he was interested. After all he's a loner he didn't need the other students for self worth. He's more mature and self-reliant than they are.
Now why doesn't that argument make him feel any better? Absentmindedly he begins to draw not paying any attention to the paper concentrating more on the conversations going on around him. Steadily completing a picture that doesn't register with his conscience.
Why does he want acceptance from those who time and time again rejected him? Most of the students won't even look at him in the eyes their crystal clear Prussian blue depths seem to peal away all their secrets. Seeing into the very heart of their wants and desires judging them.
Causing them to think he'll put a curse on them. They talk about him in whispers and sudden silences in the hallways of school. Why does he want to belong when they will never let him?
The teacher raps the board at the front of the class startling Heero out of his despairing thoughts. Focusing once more on the here and now he looks down to discover a picture that he has just finished.
A spider web.
But what was strange was what was underneath the web, so close it was almost toudhing. A pair of eyes.
Wide, round, heavy-lashed eyes. Bambi eyes. The eyes of a child. 1
A feeling of cold washes over him as dread overcomes him. The picture was the type that had people fearing him. Had caused all the whispers. Why they called him a witch behind his back. Why they made signs of protection when he walked by. The kind that came true.
No… not again why does this happen to him. Why is he so cursed? What did he do that was so wrong that was so awful he has to go thru this time and time again? Please… oh please, let this be just a drawing. Just this once, please…please, let this be a doodle.
He hated this ability. What good was it? It didn't tell him who the child might be. It didn't tell him if it would happen today, tomorrow, an hour from now or a week from now. Hell it didn't even tell him what was going to happen just that something was going to happen.
He hated feeling helpless. He wasn't… he was strong for his age. He was also athletic he could take care of himself. He had to take care of not only himself but his father also. His father had never been the same since his mother's death.
A commotion at the front of the class caught his attention as the school secretary spoke to the teacher. The instructor looked directly at him and nodded his head giving permission. The secretary turned toward the class.
"Heero Yui you will accompany me to the principals office" she stated. "Grab your books you will not make it back to class."
Heero grabbed his books and followed the secretary out of the room. His fellow students whispering in speculation as he walked out of the room. With the audible freak and cruel laughter of students echoing thru his mind. Feelings of hurt and unhappiness are firmly suppressed.
Heero follows the secretary thru the halls, his thoughts a cauldron of mixed feelings. He was now sixteen and a junior in high school. Next year he'd be a senior then he could leave this all behind him. Go to college away from here away from home. Basically as far away as he could get, where no one would know his background.
Heero hoped he could reinvent himself maybe even belong. All he needed was to get thru this last year. Just one more year until he could have freedom for himself. Until he could be himself or at least the person he dreamed of being.
As he approached the office he began to worry. What did the principal want with him? Usually every one overlooked him. He worked at being unnoticed. When he was noticed it was usually because of one of his predictions coming true. Which is why he stopped telling adults, or anyone really, about them. In the hope people would forget and accept him. It never happened of course but he was always hopeful.
They stopped at the door to the principal office. The secretary gestured for Heero to go through the doors for the principal was awaiting him. Heero takes a breath and walks thru the door.
Heero sees principal O'Neil speaking to a pretty young woman with long light brown hair. "Mr. O'Neil you asked to see me?" he interrupted. Both the principal and the young woman look up from their conversation. As Heero walks further into the room.
"Heero I'd like you to meet Miss Midii Une. She's from the Sanq Institute. She has a great opportunity for you. Please sit down and listen to her proposal. Miss Une." O'Neil gestures for Miss Une take over the conversation as Heero sits down to listen.
"Heero it's nice t meet you. I'm here to offer you the opportunity to go to the Sanq Institute to become part of a research project." Miss Une pauses as she looks at the blank look on Heero's face. " All of your expenses will be paid for including attending the institute for your last year of high school. As an incentive for your participation we will also offer you tuition to the university or higher learning institute of your choice when the project is over."
Une stops, waiting to hear what Heero thinks of this proposal. A brief look of confusion passes over his face before he replies. "Miss Une I don't understand why are you offering this to me?"
"Heero do you remember participating in an experiment the students here were a part of?" Une questions.
"The one where we were told to blank out our minds and write the first thing to come to us?" Heero asks uncertainly. "But that was in the beginning of the school year, nothing ever came of it."
"No Heero we conducted that experiment at hundreds of schools all over the world during this school year. Of all the children only five of you showed true ability. So we wish you five to become part of our project to study the results of our test." A light of anticipation lights up Une's features as she speaks.
Heero starts to get upset as he replies. "Nothing happened all I wrote down were a bunch of letters and numbers. They didn't even make out any words or nothing. I think you have the wrong person."
"No Heero those random letters and numbers that only you of all the students here wrote down were exactly right. We had one person visualizing those and you got it exactly right. Which is evidence of psychic ability."
Heero begins to panic. This couldn't be happening not now. He's always feared this would happen. Some official would find out and he'd be locked away and tested on.
Miss Une sees the rising panic on the wild haired boy in front of her. "Heero we wish to understand more about these abilities. Don't you want to know about it? Don't you want to understand about yourself? Why at the age of 7 you saw your mother's death and three days later she died in the exact way you foresaw it?"
"What about your drawings Heero?"
"My drawings what about my drawings?" comes the defensive reply.
"I know how when you were nine a neighbor hood boy was lost. The police came around door-to-door asking about him. You were drawing with crayons at the time. A week later the little boy was found. When they showed where you recognized it from the drawing you did." Une relates what happened years ago.
" You didn't realize what you drew but your father did. He took your drawing and showed everyone. Then the fear began. The people around you viewed you with distrust. People started whispering about witchcraft. They started avoiding you." She continues.
"So you started hiding your abilities. Started hiding yourself trying to go unnoticed. Trying not to cause people to remember what happened. Yet time and time again something would happen you'd go into a trance and draw. Then what you drew would come true and the whisperings would start all over."
Une stands up and moves closer to the stricken boy as she makes her point. "Heero don't you want to know why you're different. You and the others were inviting can help us and yourselves understand this gift."
"I…Thank you for your offer Miss Une but… I can't accept. My father needs me."
O'Neil interrupts. "Heero I know you are isolated here. Most of your classmates know of your… talents. It causes fear not only among your peers but also in the community. Think of this opportunity at the institute no one will know of your ability unless you want them to. You might be able to have a normal life."
Heero looks from O'Neil to Une uncertainty and longing conflicting within him. A sudden noise interrupts all three as they hear a horrible screech of tires and a loud crash. All three jump up and run outside along with the entire student body.
An SUV has rammed into the back of a station wagon. There is smoke coming from both vehicles as people begin to run around in a panic. Heero runs closer along with O'Neil and Une. Hoping to be able to help whoever is inside of the two vehicles.
"Mr. O'Neil! Mr. O'Neil I saw every thing. Miss Kelly was pulling out of the parking lot when that SUV hit her. He was going too fast to stop."
"Someone call an Ambulance and get the school nurse."
Heero is deaf to the chaos around him. He gets close to the accident. The first things he sees are a pair of large vulnerable eyes pressed against a spider web of broken glass. Those same eyes appearing from his drawing.
"No…please…no… not again." Heero whispers under his breath.
This is his fault he drew this scene. He had foreseen this If only he understood before that little girl might not have been hurt or even killed if she didn't make it. It's not fair why does he have this gift if he can't even help a little girl.
Une watches the fleeting emotions crossing Heero's face. She makes a decision and throws an offer to him.
"Heero" she starts. He turns blank eyes towards her.
"Heero don't you want to control this? Don't you want to be able to use this ability to help people? Wouldn't you like to not feel helpless, or be able to issue a warning to those closest to you? Able to take charge of your own life and future?"
"You can guarantee me control?"
"I promise to teach you and help you find that control." She states simply.
"I… Yes, I'll take you up on your offer. My father will understand. It's time I took control of my future and myself. Miss Une thank you for the opportunity I'd be honored to go to the institute." A fierce gleam of determination appears in Heero's Prussian eyes.
"Heero you wont regret this I promise."
That night Heero had a strangely realistic dream. He was on a rocky peninsula, a spit of land surrounded by cold gray ocean. They clouds overhead were almost black and the wind blew spray into his face. He could actually feel the wet of it, the chill.
From just behind him, someone called his name. But when he turned, the dream ended.2
End chapter 1
Author's notes: 1&2 both of these prophetic dreams are taken directly from the book.
Lyssa: Well I'm done with the first chapter of my new series.
Duo: *starts reading over shoulder* Hey!! Are you starting something new?
Lyssa: *smiling happily* Yep! What do you think so far?
Duo: What about your other two stories?!
Lyssa: *looks around for something to hide under* Umm… Well, I got stuck so…
Duo: *shakes his head* You know Kess is going to kill you.
Lyssa: *turns chibi eyes on Duo* you'll cover for me right?
Duo: *puts on riot gear and hides behind the bed* Sure I'll back you all the way.
Lyssa: O_O
Well I hope you all enjoyed this fic. There will be a total of three books each with approximately 8 chapters. This will start off as a 4x1. Sorry but if you've read the books you know why. I am though a die-hard 2x1 fan so don't worry it'll get better for those two. Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome and craved.
Author: Lyssa ( Lyssa10149@aol.com)
Part: 1/8-9
Ratings: PG-13
Warnings: A U, slight angst
Disclaimers: I sadly do not own the G-boys. Which in Heero and Duo's case really upsets me. I also do not own the plot of L.J. Smith's Dark Visions. Their respective owners own these. I am just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: This is a fusion of L.J. Smith's book Dark Visions. The Gundam boys have psychic gifts and are selected to become part of project to study the gifts.
Pairings: Book 1: 4+1, 4x1 slight 2+1
Chapter 1: none
Archive: Fanfiction.net. Any one else just ask
_________________________________________________________________
Dark Horizons
Book 1
Chapter 1
Heero watches as the teacher drones on at the front of the class reviewing yesterdays lesson. The slight dark chestnut haired boy barely listens to the lesson. Instead he appears to be paying more attention to the whisperings of three students nearby speaking of and upcoming concert that every one is getting together to go to.
Heero sits and tries to convince himself that he doesn't really care that he's not involved. It probably won't even be a good concert anyways. It doesn't even bother him that no one even thought to ask if he was interested. After all he's a loner he didn't need the other students for self worth. He's more mature and self-reliant than they are.
Now why doesn't that argument make him feel any better? Absentmindedly he begins to draw not paying any attention to the paper concentrating more on the conversations going on around him. Steadily completing a picture that doesn't register with his conscience.
Why does he want acceptance from those who time and time again rejected him? Most of the students won't even look at him in the eyes their crystal clear Prussian blue depths seem to peal away all their secrets. Seeing into the very heart of their wants and desires judging them.
Causing them to think he'll put a curse on them. They talk about him in whispers and sudden silences in the hallways of school. Why does he want to belong when they will never let him?
The teacher raps the board at the front of the class startling Heero out of his despairing thoughts. Focusing once more on the here and now he looks down to discover a picture that he has just finished.
A spider web.
But what was strange was what was underneath the web, so close it was almost toudhing. A pair of eyes.
Wide, round, heavy-lashed eyes. Bambi eyes. The eyes of a child. 1
A feeling of cold washes over him as dread overcomes him. The picture was the type that had people fearing him. Had caused all the whispers. Why they called him a witch behind his back. Why they made signs of protection when he walked by. The kind that came true.
No… not again why does this happen to him. Why is he so cursed? What did he do that was so wrong that was so awful he has to go thru this time and time again? Please… oh please, let this be just a drawing. Just this once, please…please, let this be a doodle.
He hated this ability. What good was it? It didn't tell him who the child might be. It didn't tell him if it would happen today, tomorrow, an hour from now or a week from now. Hell it didn't even tell him what was going to happen just that something was going to happen.
He hated feeling helpless. He wasn't… he was strong for his age. He was also athletic he could take care of himself. He had to take care of not only himself but his father also. His father had never been the same since his mother's death.
A commotion at the front of the class caught his attention as the school secretary spoke to the teacher. The instructor looked directly at him and nodded his head giving permission. The secretary turned toward the class.
"Heero Yui you will accompany me to the principals office" she stated. "Grab your books you will not make it back to class."
Heero grabbed his books and followed the secretary out of the room. His fellow students whispering in speculation as he walked out of the room. With the audible freak and cruel laughter of students echoing thru his mind. Feelings of hurt and unhappiness are firmly suppressed.
Heero follows the secretary thru the halls, his thoughts a cauldron of mixed feelings. He was now sixteen and a junior in high school. Next year he'd be a senior then he could leave this all behind him. Go to college away from here away from home. Basically as far away as he could get, where no one would know his background.
Heero hoped he could reinvent himself maybe even belong. All he needed was to get thru this last year. Just one more year until he could have freedom for himself. Until he could be himself or at least the person he dreamed of being.
As he approached the office he began to worry. What did the principal want with him? Usually every one overlooked him. He worked at being unnoticed. When he was noticed it was usually because of one of his predictions coming true. Which is why he stopped telling adults, or anyone really, about them. In the hope people would forget and accept him. It never happened of course but he was always hopeful.
They stopped at the door to the principal office. The secretary gestured for Heero to go through the doors for the principal was awaiting him. Heero takes a breath and walks thru the door.
Heero sees principal O'Neil speaking to a pretty young woman with long light brown hair. "Mr. O'Neil you asked to see me?" he interrupted. Both the principal and the young woman look up from their conversation. As Heero walks further into the room.
"Heero I'd like you to meet Miss Midii Une. She's from the Sanq Institute. She has a great opportunity for you. Please sit down and listen to her proposal. Miss Une." O'Neil gestures for Miss Une take over the conversation as Heero sits down to listen.
"Heero it's nice t meet you. I'm here to offer you the opportunity to go to the Sanq Institute to become part of a research project." Miss Une pauses as she looks at the blank look on Heero's face. " All of your expenses will be paid for including attending the institute for your last year of high school. As an incentive for your participation we will also offer you tuition to the university or higher learning institute of your choice when the project is over."
Une stops, waiting to hear what Heero thinks of this proposal. A brief look of confusion passes over his face before he replies. "Miss Une I don't understand why are you offering this to me?"
"Heero do you remember participating in an experiment the students here were a part of?" Une questions.
"The one where we were told to blank out our minds and write the first thing to come to us?" Heero asks uncertainly. "But that was in the beginning of the school year, nothing ever came of it."
"No Heero we conducted that experiment at hundreds of schools all over the world during this school year. Of all the children only five of you showed true ability. So we wish you five to become part of our project to study the results of our test." A light of anticipation lights up Une's features as she speaks.
Heero starts to get upset as he replies. "Nothing happened all I wrote down were a bunch of letters and numbers. They didn't even make out any words or nothing. I think you have the wrong person."
"No Heero those random letters and numbers that only you of all the students here wrote down were exactly right. We had one person visualizing those and you got it exactly right. Which is evidence of psychic ability."
Heero begins to panic. This couldn't be happening not now. He's always feared this would happen. Some official would find out and he'd be locked away and tested on.
Miss Une sees the rising panic on the wild haired boy in front of her. "Heero we wish to understand more about these abilities. Don't you want to know about it? Don't you want to understand about yourself? Why at the age of 7 you saw your mother's death and three days later she died in the exact way you foresaw it?"
"What about your drawings Heero?"
"My drawings what about my drawings?" comes the defensive reply.
"I know how when you were nine a neighbor hood boy was lost. The police came around door-to-door asking about him. You were drawing with crayons at the time. A week later the little boy was found. When they showed where you recognized it from the drawing you did." Une relates what happened years ago.
" You didn't realize what you drew but your father did. He took your drawing and showed everyone. Then the fear began. The people around you viewed you with distrust. People started whispering about witchcraft. They started avoiding you." She continues.
"So you started hiding your abilities. Started hiding yourself trying to go unnoticed. Trying not to cause people to remember what happened. Yet time and time again something would happen you'd go into a trance and draw. Then what you drew would come true and the whisperings would start all over."
Une stands up and moves closer to the stricken boy as she makes her point. "Heero don't you want to know why you're different. You and the others were inviting can help us and yourselves understand this gift."
"I…Thank you for your offer Miss Une but… I can't accept. My father needs me."
O'Neil interrupts. "Heero I know you are isolated here. Most of your classmates know of your… talents. It causes fear not only among your peers but also in the community. Think of this opportunity at the institute no one will know of your ability unless you want them to. You might be able to have a normal life."
Heero looks from O'Neil to Une uncertainty and longing conflicting within him. A sudden noise interrupts all three as they hear a horrible screech of tires and a loud crash. All three jump up and run outside along with the entire student body.
An SUV has rammed into the back of a station wagon. There is smoke coming from both vehicles as people begin to run around in a panic. Heero runs closer along with O'Neil and Une. Hoping to be able to help whoever is inside of the two vehicles.
"Mr. O'Neil! Mr. O'Neil I saw every thing. Miss Kelly was pulling out of the parking lot when that SUV hit her. He was going too fast to stop."
"Someone call an Ambulance and get the school nurse."
Heero is deaf to the chaos around him. He gets close to the accident. The first things he sees are a pair of large vulnerable eyes pressed against a spider web of broken glass. Those same eyes appearing from his drawing.
"No…please…no… not again." Heero whispers under his breath.
This is his fault he drew this scene. He had foreseen this If only he understood before that little girl might not have been hurt or even killed if she didn't make it. It's not fair why does he have this gift if he can't even help a little girl.
Une watches the fleeting emotions crossing Heero's face. She makes a decision and throws an offer to him.
"Heero" she starts. He turns blank eyes towards her.
"Heero don't you want to control this? Don't you want to be able to use this ability to help people? Wouldn't you like to not feel helpless, or be able to issue a warning to those closest to you? Able to take charge of your own life and future?"
"You can guarantee me control?"
"I promise to teach you and help you find that control." She states simply.
"I… Yes, I'll take you up on your offer. My father will understand. It's time I took control of my future and myself. Miss Une thank you for the opportunity I'd be honored to go to the institute." A fierce gleam of determination appears in Heero's Prussian eyes.
"Heero you wont regret this I promise."
That night Heero had a strangely realistic dream. He was on a rocky peninsula, a spit of land surrounded by cold gray ocean. They clouds overhead were almost black and the wind blew spray into his face. He could actually feel the wet of it, the chill.
From just behind him, someone called his name. But when he turned, the dream ended.2
End chapter 1
Author's notes: 1&2 both of these prophetic dreams are taken directly from the book.
Lyssa: Well I'm done with the first chapter of my new series.
Duo: *starts reading over shoulder* Hey!! Are you starting something new?
Lyssa: *smiling happily* Yep! What do you think so far?
Duo: What about your other two stories?!
Lyssa: *looks around for something to hide under* Umm… Well, I got stuck so…
Duo: *shakes his head* You know Kess is going to kill you.
Lyssa: *turns chibi eyes on Duo* you'll cover for me right?
Duo: *puts on riot gear and hides behind the bed* Sure I'll back you all the way.
Lyssa: O_O
Well I hope you all enjoyed this fic. There will be a total of three books each with approximately 8 chapters. This will start off as a 4x1. Sorry but if you've read the books you know why. I am though a die-hard 2x1 fan so don't worry it'll get better for those two. Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome and craved.