Part one - Heero Baka
Chapter One
Like many good stories this one begins at the beginning of spring, in the middle of the countyside a very largem castle called the Hayholt stands up and towers above a nearby city. No tower stands highed that the one Green Angel tower which is in the very center of the Hayholt.
As I was saying Spring had just arrived and with that the soft clatter of feet and busy hands as the kitchen staff at the Hayholt could be heard as they prepared for the arrive of summer. The throne room was also being opened again and that had thrown the Mistress of Chambermaids into a flying fit for King John who had been dieing for the past years was coming back once again to sit and claim the throne as his own.
In the whole of the Hayholt there was truely only one who wasn't working. A young boy of age 14. He was daydreaming about being a perfect soldier and was brought rather unpleasently from his dream as the Mistress of Chambermaids found him.
"HEERO!" She yelled heading towards the boy that sat on the side of the inner countyard.
Heero Baka looked up at Noin as she strolled towards him and grabbed his ear (Alot like Relena only his ear not arm).
"Heero where in God's name have you been? Here we are working our socks off and you lay here dreaming. Up now." She hurled the boy to his feet and glared at him before pulling him towards the kitchens muttering about lazy idiots.
"Didn't you know the King was up from his sickbed and wished to sit on his throne?"
"The king? King John?" Heero asked sputtering.
"God Lord no! King-Stone-In-The-Road!" She screamed before calming herself down. "See what you have made me do? I have taking out Poor King's name in vain. Get going Boy and hurry up!"
Heero didn't know any other life than the one he lead in the Hayholt. He dreamed of a life far away but knew that it would never come true. He was a servent and no matter how hard he dreamed and dreamed nothing everyhapped to him and he douthed that it would. Noin was like a mother to him and deep down, very deep down Heero cared for her but he would never ammit that to himself, he knew that soldiers had to be perfect and feelings were disrations and got in the way and so he pushed them deep down and ignored them no matter how hard it was. Heero was a silent child and called by many 'Ghost Boy'.
Noin had to often beat the daydreamer into work.
Finally Noin let go of Heero's ear and set him work to do, sweeping the corridors. Heero sighed as she walked off and grabbed the broomhandle she had left him and started to work.
A loud giggle made him look round and he felt his knees weaken at the sight. It was Dorothy another maid in the castle and no matter what Heero did when ever he sow her, he wanted her (Sorry but I had to do that. Disgusting isn't it?), it was a normal thing that boys his age went through, lust, love, sex, and raging hard-ons.
"In trouble again Heero." She giggled once again before disappearing in to another corridor.
Heero shook his head and turned to head towards another corridor to clean and was unaware of the pair of violet eyes that watched him leave.
Meanwhile in a tower that meet half the height of the angel tower the King sat with his most trusted addviser.
"My dear Friend J. I am dieing, and there is nothing you or your magic can do about it. I will die soon and I wish for my two sons and grand son to be here when I do. Call them for me please."
Doctor J nodded and bowed. "Yes My Highess. I will get them for you."
Heero wondered the corridors a few days later. Everything was ready for the King's Grand Entrance and he had managed to get away for a few hours from Noin. Other than daydreaming, in his free time Heero would visit the King's doctor J and ask for stories of magic and love and war. And J was happy to teach the young boy all he knew.
"Doctor?"
"Yes boy?"
"What makes a perfect soldier?"
"A perfect soldier you say?" The old man looked at the young boy and Heero nodded his head. "Someone who has no worries or feelings that will distract him in battle and someone who is good with a sword."
"Will I ever be a solider Doctor J?"
"I can train you to be anything you want to be Heero. Now get going before Noin skins me for keeping you away from your chores."
"Thank you sir." Heero bowed before running through the door and took the short cut through the chapel. He paused when he heard voices.
"I don't wish to be king, Trieze that is your job."
Heero peered into the seats and sow the two princes sitting there. Prince Trieze the oldest of John's sons and Prince Zechs the youngest. It was Trieze who had a boy, the same age as Heero.
"Zechs I know what you are saying but I think we should do this togather brother. Our father isn't going to be around for much longer and bless his soul."
"Could we go and talk about this some where else Trieze I don't like chruches that much as it is."
The two princes stood up and walked off and out of the corner of his eye Heero sow a young girl move out of the shadows and run in the opposite direction of the two princes.
Well that was it chapter one of part one! *Sighs* Thank god. It takes ages to do one chapter. Okay a few hours isn't ages but there who's counting?
Please tell me what you think and if I should throw the whole idea in the bin. Review please, good or bad comments I don't care just anything! Thanks.
Chapter One
Like many good stories this one begins at the beginning of spring, in the middle of the countyside a very largem castle called the Hayholt stands up and towers above a nearby city. No tower stands highed that the one Green Angel tower which is in the very center of the Hayholt.
As I was saying Spring had just arrived and with that the soft clatter of feet and busy hands as the kitchen staff at the Hayholt could be heard as they prepared for the arrive of summer. The throne room was also being opened again and that had thrown the Mistress of Chambermaids into a flying fit for King John who had been dieing for the past years was coming back once again to sit and claim the throne as his own.
In the whole of the Hayholt there was truely only one who wasn't working. A young boy of age 14. He was daydreaming about being a perfect soldier and was brought rather unpleasently from his dream as the Mistress of Chambermaids found him.
"HEERO!" She yelled heading towards the boy that sat on the side of the inner countyard.
Heero Baka looked up at Noin as she strolled towards him and grabbed his ear (Alot like Relena only his ear not arm).
"Heero where in God's name have you been? Here we are working our socks off and you lay here dreaming. Up now." She hurled the boy to his feet and glared at him before pulling him towards the kitchens muttering about lazy idiots.
"Didn't you know the King was up from his sickbed and wished to sit on his throne?"
"The king? King John?" Heero asked sputtering.
"God Lord no! King-Stone-In-The-Road!" She screamed before calming herself down. "See what you have made me do? I have taking out Poor King's name in vain. Get going Boy and hurry up!"
Heero didn't know any other life than the one he lead in the Hayholt. He dreamed of a life far away but knew that it would never come true. He was a servent and no matter how hard he dreamed and dreamed nothing everyhapped to him and he douthed that it would. Noin was like a mother to him and deep down, very deep down Heero cared for her but he would never ammit that to himself, he knew that soldiers had to be perfect and feelings were disrations and got in the way and so he pushed them deep down and ignored them no matter how hard it was. Heero was a silent child and called by many 'Ghost Boy'.
Noin had to often beat the daydreamer into work.
Finally Noin let go of Heero's ear and set him work to do, sweeping the corridors. Heero sighed as she walked off and grabbed the broomhandle she had left him and started to work.
A loud giggle made him look round and he felt his knees weaken at the sight. It was Dorothy another maid in the castle and no matter what Heero did when ever he sow her, he wanted her (Sorry but I had to do that. Disgusting isn't it?), it was a normal thing that boys his age went through, lust, love, sex, and raging hard-ons.
"In trouble again Heero." She giggled once again before disappearing in to another corridor.
Heero shook his head and turned to head towards another corridor to clean and was unaware of the pair of violet eyes that watched him leave.
Meanwhile in a tower that meet half the height of the angel tower the King sat with his most trusted addviser.
"My dear Friend J. I am dieing, and there is nothing you or your magic can do about it. I will die soon and I wish for my two sons and grand son to be here when I do. Call them for me please."
Doctor J nodded and bowed. "Yes My Highess. I will get them for you."
Heero wondered the corridors a few days later. Everything was ready for the King's Grand Entrance and he had managed to get away for a few hours from Noin. Other than daydreaming, in his free time Heero would visit the King's doctor J and ask for stories of magic and love and war. And J was happy to teach the young boy all he knew.
"Doctor?"
"Yes boy?"
"What makes a perfect soldier?"
"A perfect soldier you say?" The old man looked at the young boy and Heero nodded his head. "Someone who has no worries or feelings that will distract him in battle and someone who is good with a sword."
"Will I ever be a solider Doctor J?"
"I can train you to be anything you want to be Heero. Now get going before Noin skins me for keeping you away from your chores."
"Thank you sir." Heero bowed before running through the door and took the short cut through the chapel. He paused when he heard voices.
"I don't wish to be king, Trieze that is your job."
Heero peered into the seats and sow the two princes sitting there. Prince Trieze the oldest of John's sons and Prince Zechs the youngest. It was Trieze who had a boy, the same age as Heero.
"Zechs I know what you are saying but I think we should do this togather brother. Our father isn't going to be around for much longer and bless his soul."
"Could we go and talk about this some where else Trieze I don't like chruches that much as it is."
The two princes stood up and walked off and out of the corner of his eye Heero sow a young girl move out of the shadows and run in the opposite direction of the two princes.
Well that was it chapter one of part one! *Sighs* Thank god. It takes ages to do one chapter. Okay a few hours isn't ages but there who's counting?
Please tell me what you think and if I should throw the whole idea in the bin. Review please, good or bad comments I don't care just anything! Thanks.
