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Death's Legacy
Chapter one
Relena sipped on her coffee as she watched her only daughter play in their small backyard. After Relena had discovered she was pregnant she had run away from everything, not wanting her child to be involved with any kind of war business. She chose to go to America a small town just out side of Albany, New York. It was only a two-day drive from where Duo had been laid to rest. It had been about ten years since Duo's death, ten years since she had spoken to any of the other pilots or her brother. No one new she was here.
"Hey Momma can you get me a glass of water pleeeaaaasssse," said Deity her violet eyes turning to the puppy dog stage. Relena smiled faintly and stood from the kitchen table. Deity grinned with satisfaction and walked into the house. "Momma Sandy told me that I'm different because I don't have a Daddy, is that true?" Relena cringed at this question knowing that it would come sooner or later. Relena handed her confused child her glass of water and sat down at the table.
"Sweetie do you remember what I told you," Relena asked placing her hand on Deity's shoulder.
"Uh huh that my Daddy was a great man and one day you and me will be able to see him," She said between sips of her water.
"That's right so you tell Sandy that you have a Daddy He just isn't here." Deity smiled content with this answer and ran back outside to continue playing. Relena watched her and sadly continued to sip on her coffee.
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"Damn, damn, damn…where is my cross," yelled a frustrated teenager while rummaging through messy drawers. As she dumped the contents of a drawer onto her bed her door flew open and a short pink hared girl walked into the room.
"Jesus Deity what happened in here," Her brown eyes sparkling with mischief. Deity looked at her and rolled her eyes. "Come on we're gonna be late." The short teenager bounced in anticipation.
"Chill, Sandy I have to find my cross and…. Ah there it is," She ran over to her dresser and tied the small choker around her neck, "You know I never go anywhere with out this cross." Sandy rolled her eyes and grabbed Deity's arm and pulled her out of the room and down the stairs. "What's the big rush, the rave doesn't start 'til nine?"
"I dunno I just have a feeling something big is going to happen tonight." As they reached the bottom of the stairs Deity brushed her golden blonde braid behind her shoulder. Suddenly a sharp pull on her braid caused her to yelp.
"And where do you think your going young lady," came her mother's stern voice. Deity cringed and turned to face her mother. She looked much older than her true age but still held the grace and beauty that of a princess. Her golden blonde hair fell just below her shoulders and her blue eyes had a dull spark. Deity smiled sheepishly smiled and scratched the back of her head.
"Heh, heh, well we were gonna go out tonight and…" Deity paused as she saw her mother's eyes glaze over and a wistful look fill her features. "Mom, you okay?"
"Huh…what…oh yes I'm fine, you may go out but be back by curfew."
"Yes Momma," with that Deity and Sandy bolted out the door and into Sandy's car.
"Geeze your mom is really weird, especially when she zones out like that."
"Yah…" replied Deity half-heartedly as she watched the trees fly by her window. Sandy turned and stared at her friend who seemed pre-occupied. With a slight grin on her face she decided to bring her friend back down to the world, "Geeze D haven't you heard of pastels?" Deity turned from the window and stared at Sandy than at her outfit. Her crimson red tank top left nothing to the imagination and her short black leather skirt rode higher than mid thigh. Her fishnet stockings had holes in them here and there and her knee high boots where black and leather like her skirt. Too complete the ensemble was a medium sized black, gothic cross tattoo on her right upper arm. Deity shrugged and reached into her small purse and pulled out her crimson lipstick and ran it across her lips. Sandy smirked and rolled her eyes, "God it's almost like you're in mourning or something." Deity smiled at her friend's remark and started putting on her black nail polish.
Half an hour later they arrived at the rave and parked the car. Deity watched her small friend run to the door to meet some of her raver friends before disappearing into the warehouse. Deity walked at a steady pace through the mud filled parking lot and smiled different people that were leaving or just arriving. She brushed some of the loose bleached hair strands away from her eyes and walked into the warehouse. The bass pulsed the beat of the entire building. The endless mass of people moved in beat making the crowd look like the rolling ocean. It didn't take long for the beat to take control of her body and she began to move with crowd feeling the bass pulse inside her body. As she moved through the crowd the different displays of each different culture was expressed in each dance move. The scent of different smokes and sweat filled the air. Her eyes adjusted to the dim lights with the occasional flash of a strobe or neon light. She searched for Sandy while walking to the beat of the music. She found her over in a corner just as she was pulling a needle from her arm. Deity rolled her eyes and walked towards her pink hared friend.
"You know that stuff will kill you," she scolded as she grabbed a cigarette from a nearby dancer and took a long drag.
"Well smoking ain't the best habit either," Sandy snapped back as she stood from the small beaten couch. Deity shrugged and started to take another puff when she felt eyes upon her. She looked behind her to see four people about her age staring at her intensely. She nervously took another drag off her cigarette before flicking it to the ground and extinguishing it with the toe of her boot. As she moved back towards the center of the crow the four strangers followed her with their eyes, not even bothering to blink.
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"Are you sure that's her," asked the medium height Chinese girl, "She doesn't look like she could do the job."
"Heero said she is the one we need so here she is," answered the only other female of the group. The other woman narrowed her eyes and folded her arms in a pouting position. Her raven black hair was slicked back into a tight pony-tail and her almost black eyes followed the young, blonde, braided girl they were sent to find.
"She doesn't look so special to me."
"Well no matter what she looks like she is essential for our plans Marian and you have to except it," the young Chinese woman glared at the young man with the unruly brown bangs and stormed off cursing under her breath.
"So Guy how are we gonna break the ice with her huh, huh, huh," the young red head's green eyes sparkled with mischief.
"Calm down Elodea we'll talk to her before the night is through," Guy's prussian blue eyes stared coldly out at his mission. He had to bring that girl back with him whether she liked it or not.
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SVX: That's the first chapter of my Saga I hope it has intrigued you to stick around. Thanx for reading. ^_~