Sia looked over to the new prisoner. She wondered. "Quatre De'Winner, I presume? If i
remember correctly from...my history of being above your town for countless years." She
grinned and looked ahead at Catalonia, who drank herself drunk, she looked enticing right
about now, but her chains held her back.
"Yes...." He looked dejected, as if he had been torn away from the only thing he lived for.
"So, you're the solder in training the line told Heero and I about. Nice to finally meet you.
Forgive my apperance...It is a bit...gothic."
"I dont mind..Padon my ignorance, but who is it you call the Line? Not as if it matters
right now in my predicament." His head hung, his wrists in the shackles on the wall.
"Ignorance it was not, but curiosity killed more than the tiger your mistress rose out of.
The Line I speak of is why we are bound to this wall. Shall I explain the predicament we
are in to you?"
"I dont think I want to know too much at the moment.........My head was set spinning from
the moment I took up the quest to find the General and so far it hasnt had a chance to
stop yet. But go ahead, myabe it'll help clear my mind a bit and give me some clarity....."
"I know where your general is. But you may kill me if i told you what he has become. I
have turned him into a Vampire. He makes one swell one. Kill me if you must, but I will
rise again. But that isnt the topic. Saria is truly a goddeess. The ancient goddess everyone
has been harping over. She is your lover, Quatre. And, Milliardo Peacecraft is planning
to turn her to evil, throwing off a balance. Now, if you wish to chew me out about your
General, I give you more than permission. But one other thing. I have a feeling this war is
coming. And ...I miss Heero..." She hung her head, crying almost for the first time in
years.
"It's quite all right with me if he is a vampire. I came looking for him as a
comrade-in-arms, not a simple soldier looking for his superior and hoping for glory. As
long as hes happy, I feel my duty as a friend has been fulfilled. And if Saria is a Goddess,
hell with it. Frankly I dont give a damn. Shes Saria, and thats all I care about. Im sure you
wouldnt care if Heero were a God. And just as we cant let Milliardo turn her to evil, we
cant let Treize Khushremada turn her to good. I suppose its some sort of god forsaken plan
to rule the world. I just wish there were something I could do about it...." If he could have
smashed his fist into the wall, he would have.
"There is." She breathed in and then yelled. "STUBBY EBONY DRAGON!"
Catalonia looked up. "Damn insane whore," she muttered, then fell back to sleep.
"Countess, theres something moving along that wall...."
"Sir Knight, I suggest you keep your mouth shut if you want to live. As for you, my love,
stubby ebony dragon is flirting with a couple of not so stubby ebony female dragons. I
think we may have a few dragonets this spring if he persists." He stepped into the cell Sia
was contained in. "Now hold still whilst I pick this lock." He leaned in closer, till his
mouth was right by her ear as he picked the lock. "Ive come to rescue you...I may not
exactly be a knight in shining armor, but I'll do I suppose..."
"Thnak god you're here. And dont worry about the armor. You're fine enough already.
Heero, I missed you so much." More tears striped her face.
"Im sure Saria says youre welcome. And I missed you so goddamned much too..." he
paused a moment to embrace her after he had disabled the chains. Then he broke it,
murmuring in her ear. "I think I need to help Quatre out too.....Saria might decide to use
me for a pincushion if I dont." He grinned and quickly undid the knights shackels.
"Now listen closely... Saria says something about you having to deal with Catalonia. I
volunteered to do it, and she would have let me, but I guess some sort of rule that even she
has to answer to wont allow it."
He starightened and held out his hand to Sia. "My lady?"
She took his hand, her hands bitter cold to the touch. Getting into her Irish accent "Thank
Ye, Me blessed love. Now, one thing i need to get straight with Ye right here and now."
"And what is that, love?"
She kissed him on the lips briefly and then seperated. "We have to get this over with. Saria
needs to do some "things" of her own."
"EY!" Quatre yelled.
"Calm down. And if we don't hurry, all will be lost forever,"
"You dont need to tell me twice."
Quatre crept up behind Catalonia, his hands trembling with nerves. "Damn, I dont know
her first name....Oh well.
He bent and murmured in her ear. "Jump of a bridge."
She arose, her eyes bleary. She made her way to the window and lept.
Quatre shook his head. "Well, it's not exactly a bridge, but it'll do."
"If i may comment on her behavior."
"Yes?" Quatre asked.
"I never knew Milli-"
"You never knew what, my dearest Sia?"Milliardo pointed a rapier at them. Heero growled
and Quatre looked extremely irritated but he hung back. Sia stepped infront of them.
"You thnik youre the only one with a sword..." She held out her hand, a red ball and she
gripped it, a saber popping up. Milliardo stared her down. "My pet.."
"I am Heero's pet, not yours. Now en guarde you dirty son of a whorey mongrel." And they
began throwing thrusts.
"Hmm....Want to bet me fifty gold Callorians that Sia wins?" Quatre remarked dryly.
"Ill bet you fifty Callorians I knock his bloody block off." and she made a cut , making his
pants fall. "Touche, Dr.Evil. All for one and one for all...you didnt catch your pants before
they fell."
"GRAVITY WORKS!" Sushie yelled as he flew in.
Milliardo cut Sia's sleeve, half of her dress falling, but the tanktop looking undergarment
revealed nothing. She gasped.
"Milliardo, I hate to intervene, but that is MY job." Heero remarked casually.
"Somebody needs a hug."
"I want one of those."
She beheaded him, his sword cutting into er upper arm. His head rolled and crashed into
the fire. Sia held her pale arm.
"Sia!" Heero rushed over and examined the wound. "It's bad. It most likely wont be life
threatening, but I want to keep an eye on it...." He looked at her. "Sia....youve got to be
more careful.." He gave her a sly sort of look. Quatre snorted derisively.
"Thats probably not the only thing he wants to keep an eye on..."
"Youre absolutely right, friend." Heero grinned at his comrade.
"Oh? Is that so? How do you intend to keep this wound clean, Heero? Draw blood from it
until it stops?" She was being sarcastic, of course.
"Maybe....sounds interesting, wouldnt you say?"
"Yes..." She winced a bit. "I would say somthing, but i sitll am of...untouched personality.
So best to keep THAT one tucked away." She gave a primative wink, hardly noticable and
she looked at Sushie. "Hey Stubby Ebony Dragon."
"Hi Maam. I Mean, Sua I MEAN UH Sia."
Heero, what is going on? Did you get in? Did you stop Milliardo? Talk to me! Sarias
voice was definetly shrill, and she sounded extremely worried.
Everythings fine. Ive got Sia, and Quatres safe. And oh, by the way, Milliardo is dead.
Hes what?
Sia killed him. She was supposed to, wasnt she?
Of course. What do you think? And another of my chosen people is supposed to deal with
Treize. Unfortunatly shes a priestess and not my priestess, so shes not supposed to kill. I
suppose Ill have to convert her to my purposes. Theres a certain thief shes going to hook
up with and I suppose Ill have to use him to achieve my purposes. Or I suppose I could just
appear to her in the form of her Goddess, but then she'd be living a lie, and what good is
that?
Good point. He couldnt hear her anymore, but he noticed Quatre seemed a bit
preoccupied, so he figured she had switched audiences.
Sia stood a bit away from them, wincing, she watched the flames burn the platinum blonde
head, blood streaking down her arm.
"Sia."
"Yea?" She turned slightly and faced him.
He ripped of a piece of his shirt off and tied it tightly about the wound, making sure to
compress it tightly enough to slowm blood flow, but not enought to cut circulation.
"Keep it tied." He patted her shoulder and looked at her concernedly. "I cant afford to lose
you now or ever."
"Nor will you...Forgive me if i seem distant...i am very preoccupied. It's somthing
Milliardo reminded me of...his sister...in the town...she said she likes you...I have the
hankering for some blood now."
"Be my guest, love. I swear if it is that butterscotch blonde tavern wench, I will scream."
Quatre suddenly laughed. "Oh no. Not Relena again..."
Heero made a sour face. "Shut up, Quatre..."
"Yes, Sir," Quatre smirked.
"Relena...hmm.." She pulled a red book out and with her bloody fingers scribbled Relena
down. "Dinner Date: Bring napkin, this one may bleed." Oh well...Hey Heero, what about
your concern on cleaning the wound. How will that happen?"
Sushie licked his dragon pudgy lips. Sia took off her shoe and chucked it at his forhead.
"Calm down sparky, you got Stubby Ebony Dragons on the way. So you CAN'T!" She said
with a fanged smirk.
"Well, theres nothing I can do for it here....I suppose we better get back to the mansion."
"Actually," interjected Quatre, "Ive been talking with a certain Goddess, and she wants us
to come visit her in her silver house. Evidently she has some sort of big get together in
mind, and shes going to somehow bring that priestess and thief to the House. I guess this
ordeal is only half over."
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Hilde shivered and drew her robes closer around her.
"Hey, something wrong, Hilde Priestess?" For some reason Duo had taken to calling her
any number of names, always using her official title with it.
"Im fi-fine," she chattered.
"Doesnt look that way...Here." he sat beside her, and pulled his cloak half off, draping the
other half across Hilde. "Warmer now?"
"Very much so," she said gratefully. She shivered again, but this time it wasnt from the
cold.
"Hey Hilde." It was the first time he hadnt used her title.
"Yes, Duo?"
"Well.........youre a preistess, so Im supposed to confess to you, right?"
"Uh well, technically.."
"Well , I suppose I cant get you to renounce your vow of not marrying, huh?"
"Most likely not, why?"
"Because.....I love you, Hilde."
She started. "What?" She supposed her response had been out of guilt. Truth be told, she
was feeling a bit guilty for falling in love. What right did she, The High Priestess, to fall in
love with anyone when she had taken a vow of unmarriage and chastity? And with an
outlaw at that. It just did not make sense.
"You heard me."
She flushed guiltily.
"You do to me, too dont you," It was a statement, not a question.
"Yes." She buried her head in her arms to hide her blushing countenance from the thief
who had abducted her from teh very headquarters of religion.
"Its nothing to be ashamed of."
Hilde was about to reply when a black haired man rode in on a horse, looking as if
something unpleasant had been under his nose.
"Are you the High Priestess?" Hilde was joyful. The clergy must have sent a rescue mission
after her!
"Yes!" She stood up and brushed the fron of her white robes off, trying to look as diginified
as possible.
remember correctly from...my history of being above your town for countless years." She
grinned and looked ahead at Catalonia, who drank herself drunk, she looked enticing right
about now, but her chains held her back.
"Yes...." He looked dejected, as if he had been torn away from the only thing he lived for.
"So, you're the solder in training the line told Heero and I about. Nice to finally meet you.
Forgive my apperance...It is a bit...gothic."
"I dont mind..Padon my ignorance, but who is it you call the Line? Not as if it matters
right now in my predicament." His head hung, his wrists in the shackles on the wall.
"Ignorance it was not, but curiosity killed more than the tiger your mistress rose out of.
The Line I speak of is why we are bound to this wall. Shall I explain the predicament we
are in to you?"
"I dont think I want to know too much at the moment.........My head was set spinning from
the moment I took up the quest to find the General and so far it hasnt had a chance to
stop yet. But go ahead, myabe it'll help clear my mind a bit and give me some clarity....."
"I know where your general is. But you may kill me if i told you what he has become. I
have turned him into a Vampire. He makes one swell one. Kill me if you must, but I will
rise again. But that isnt the topic. Saria is truly a goddeess. The ancient goddess everyone
has been harping over. She is your lover, Quatre. And, Milliardo Peacecraft is planning
to turn her to evil, throwing off a balance. Now, if you wish to chew me out about your
General, I give you more than permission. But one other thing. I have a feeling this war is
coming. And ...I miss Heero..." She hung her head, crying almost for the first time in
years.
"It's quite all right with me if he is a vampire. I came looking for him as a
comrade-in-arms, not a simple soldier looking for his superior and hoping for glory. As
long as hes happy, I feel my duty as a friend has been fulfilled. And if Saria is a Goddess,
hell with it. Frankly I dont give a damn. Shes Saria, and thats all I care about. Im sure you
wouldnt care if Heero were a God. And just as we cant let Milliardo turn her to evil, we
cant let Treize Khushremada turn her to good. I suppose its some sort of god forsaken plan
to rule the world. I just wish there were something I could do about it...." If he could have
smashed his fist into the wall, he would have.
"There is." She breathed in and then yelled. "STUBBY EBONY DRAGON!"
Catalonia looked up. "Damn insane whore," she muttered, then fell back to sleep.
"Countess, theres something moving along that wall...."
"Sir Knight, I suggest you keep your mouth shut if you want to live. As for you, my love,
stubby ebony dragon is flirting with a couple of not so stubby ebony female dragons. I
think we may have a few dragonets this spring if he persists." He stepped into the cell Sia
was contained in. "Now hold still whilst I pick this lock." He leaned in closer, till his
mouth was right by her ear as he picked the lock. "Ive come to rescue you...I may not
exactly be a knight in shining armor, but I'll do I suppose..."
"Thnak god you're here. And dont worry about the armor. You're fine enough already.
Heero, I missed you so much." More tears striped her face.
"Im sure Saria says youre welcome. And I missed you so goddamned much too..." he
paused a moment to embrace her after he had disabled the chains. Then he broke it,
murmuring in her ear. "I think I need to help Quatre out too.....Saria might decide to use
me for a pincushion if I dont." He grinned and quickly undid the knights shackels.
"Now listen closely... Saria says something about you having to deal with Catalonia. I
volunteered to do it, and she would have let me, but I guess some sort of rule that even she
has to answer to wont allow it."
He starightened and held out his hand to Sia. "My lady?"
She took his hand, her hands bitter cold to the touch. Getting into her Irish accent "Thank
Ye, Me blessed love. Now, one thing i need to get straight with Ye right here and now."
"And what is that, love?"
She kissed him on the lips briefly and then seperated. "We have to get this over with. Saria
needs to do some "things" of her own."
"EY!" Quatre yelled.
"Calm down. And if we don't hurry, all will be lost forever,"
"You dont need to tell me twice."
Quatre crept up behind Catalonia, his hands trembling with nerves. "Damn, I dont know
her first name....Oh well.
He bent and murmured in her ear. "Jump of a bridge."
She arose, her eyes bleary. She made her way to the window and lept.
Quatre shook his head. "Well, it's not exactly a bridge, but it'll do."
"If i may comment on her behavior."
"Yes?" Quatre asked.
"I never knew Milli-"
"You never knew what, my dearest Sia?"Milliardo pointed a rapier at them. Heero growled
and Quatre looked extremely irritated but he hung back. Sia stepped infront of them.
"You thnik youre the only one with a sword..." She held out her hand, a red ball and she
gripped it, a saber popping up. Milliardo stared her down. "My pet.."
"I am Heero's pet, not yours. Now en guarde you dirty son of a whorey mongrel." And they
began throwing thrusts.
"Hmm....Want to bet me fifty gold Callorians that Sia wins?" Quatre remarked dryly.
"Ill bet you fifty Callorians I knock his bloody block off." and she made a cut , making his
pants fall. "Touche, Dr.Evil. All for one and one for all...you didnt catch your pants before
they fell."
"GRAVITY WORKS!" Sushie yelled as he flew in.
Milliardo cut Sia's sleeve, half of her dress falling, but the tanktop looking undergarment
revealed nothing. She gasped.
"Milliardo, I hate to intervene, but that is MY job." Heero remarked casually.
"Somebody needs a hug."
"I want one of those."
She beheaded him, his sword cutting into er upper arm. His head rolled and crashed into
the fire. Sia held her pale arm.
"Sia!" Heero rushed over and examined the wound. "It's bad. It most likely wont be life
threatening, but I want to keep an eye on it...." He looked at her. "Sia....youve got to be
more careful.." He gave her a sly sort of look. Quatre snorted derisively.
"Thats probably not the only thing he wants to keep an eye on..."
"Youre absolutely right, friend." Heero grinned at his comrade.
"Oh? Is that so? How do you intend to keep this wound clean, Heero? Draw blood from it
until it stops?" She was being sarcastic, of course.
"Maybe....sounds interesting, wouldnt you say?"
"Yes..." She winced a bit. "I would say somthing, but i sitll am of...untouched personality.
So best to keep THAT one tucked away." She gave a primative wink, hardly noticable and
she looked at Sushie. "Hey Stubby Ebony Dragon."
"Hi Maam. I Mean, Sua I MEAN UH Sia."
Heero, what is going on? Did you get in? Did you stop Milliardo? Talk to me! Sarias
voice was definetly shrill, and she sounded extremely worried.
Everythings fine. Ive got Sia, and Quatres safe. And oh, by the way, Milliardo is dead.
Hes what?
Sia killed him. She was supposed to, wasnt she?
Of course. What do you think? And another of my chosen people is supposed to deal with
Treize. Unfortunatly shes a priestess and not my priestess, so shes not supposed to kill. I
suppose Ill have to convert her to my purposes. Theres a certain thief shes going to hook
up with and I suppose Ill have to use him to achieve my purposes. Or I suppose I could just
appear to her in the form of her Goddess, but then she'd be living a lie, and what good is
that?
Good point. He couldnt hear her anymore, but he noticed Quatre seemed a bit
preoccupied, so he figured she had switched audiences.
Sia stood a bit away from them, wincing, she watched the flames burn the platinum blonde
head, blood streaking down her arm.
"Sia."
"Yea?" She turned slightly and faced him.
He ripped of a piece of his shirt off and tied it tightly about the wound, making sure to
compress it tightly enough to slowm blood flow, but not enought to cut circulation.
"Keep it tied." He patted her shoulder and looked at her concernedly. "I cant afford to lose
you now or ever."
"Nor will you...Forgive me if i seem distant...i am very preoccupied. It's somthing
Milliardo reminded me of...his sister...in the town...she said she likes you...I have the
hankering for some blood now."
"Be my guest, love. I swear if it is that butterscotch blonde tavern wench, I will scream."
Quatre suddenly laughed. "Oh no. Not Relena again..."
Heero made a sour face. "Shut up, Quatre..."
"Yes, Sir," Quatre smirked.
"Relena...hmm.." She pulled a red book out and with her bloody fingers scribbled Relena
down. "Dinner Date: Bring napkin, this one may bleed." Oh well...Hey Heero, what about
your concern on cleaning the wound. How will that happen?"
Sushie licked his dragon pudgy lips. Sia took off her shoe and chucked it at his forhead.
"Calm down sparky, you got Stubby Ebony Dragons on the way. So you CAN'T!" She said
with a fanged smirk.
"Well, theres nothing I can do for it here....I suppose we better get back to the mansion."
"Actually," interjected Quatre, "Ive been talking with a certain Goddess, and she wants us
to come visit her in her silver house. Evidently she has some sort of big get together in
mind, and shes going to somehow bring that priestess and thief to the House. I guess this
ordeal is only half over."
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Hilde shivered and drew her robes closer around her.
"Hey, something wrong, Hilde Priestess?" For some reason Duo had taken to calling her
any number of names, always using her official title with it.
"Im fi-fine," she chattered.
"Doesnt look that way...Here." he sat beside her, and pulled his cloak half off, draping the
other half across Hilde. "Warmer now?"
"Very much so," she said gratefully. She shivered again, but this time it wasnt from the
cold.
"Hey Hilde." It was the first time he hadnt used her title.
"Yes, Duo?"
"Well.........youre a preistess, so Im supposed to confess to you, right?"
"Uh well, technically.."
"Well , I suppose I cant get you to renounce your vow of not marrying, huh?"
"Most likely not, why?"
"Because.....I love you, Hilde."
She started. "What?" She supposed her response had been out of guilt. Truth be told, she
was feeling a bit guilty for falling in love. What right did she, The High Priestess, to fall in
love with anyone when she had taken a vow of unmarriage and chastity? And with an
outlaw at that. It just did not make sense.
"You heard me."
She flushed guiltily.
"You do to me, too dont you," It was a statement, not a question.
"Yes." She buried her head in her arms to hide her blushing countenance from the thief
who had abducted her from teh very headquarters of religion.
"Its nothing to be ashamed of."
Hilde was about to reply when a black haired man rode in on a horse, looking as if
something unpleasant had been under his nose.
"Are you the High Priestess?" Hilde was joyful. The clergy must have sent a rescue mission
after her!
"Yes!" She stood up and brushed the fron of her white robes off, trying to look as diginified
as possible.