Huntress
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PG-13
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Chapter 1: What trouble am I in Now?
Usagi drudged into math class the next morning, weary from not getting enough sleep and using the extra time to excersize her brain- an activity that made it hurt with such effort. But her homework was finished and ready to be turned in, she'd get some credit for at least the effort, she was on time, and she wasn't going to get detention today. So everything would be okay.
As Ms. Haruna's lecture began and began to drone on, and in due time Usagi's mind and eyes wandered. She watched with sleepy eyes as several red robins chirped in a large tree. It was basically the idilic Spring day; the sun was shining and gloriously spreading a steady warmth onto the earth, the sky was a gorgeous blue that took a vivid imagination to conjure otherwise in pure richness, and had fluffy white clouds spread out here and there, looking whispy and casting shadows on the concrete. The flowers had begun to bloom into carpets of vivid and vadacious colors of pinks, reds, purples, blues and oranges, spreading out like a carpet on the emerald green grass.
Everything was perfect... Usagi just wished she could be out there enjoying it instead of holed up inside. Her thoughts spinndled off slowly bit by bit, falling downwards to hazy incoherent fragments as her eyelids became heavy. She felt lethargic due to the lack of sleep and her wish to be out napping under the sakura tree that had blossomed into millions of little pink flowers all over it's branches... or maybe under the protected and inclosed shelter and in the cool shade of a willow.
She bit back a yawn, and her thoughts directed them to her dreams and the disturbing context of them. That girl... so familiar. She looks alot like me...in fact, we even have the same name. But she's so much prettier than I am. And yet... and yet, when she goes through those experiences... it's like an odd sence of deja vu... and that guy. Mmmm... he was cute, ummmhmmm....... Usagi felt a small smile adorn her face and a blush gently cover her cheeks as she fell into a deep and much needed sleep.
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Heero studied the girl, taking in the site so that he wouldn't forget it even in death. He doubted after a thorough scan that even if he had ever wanted to, that he would ever be able to.
She was drop-dead-gorgeous with pale silvery golden hair that was so fine it seemed to have been spun of a celestial spider that spun golden threads of web for the Gods to make the most perfect creatures; it was thin and whiped around her healthily in an almost wild silver cloud that framed her in perfection. It made her look like some billowing celestial creature of the wind. Her eyes were a dark sparkling blue jewels of depths that he had never seen before and sparkeled animatedly as though the very stars had gone into them to decorate them.
She had long legs and voluptuous curves up her entire body that a master artsman could only dream of sculpting and would give anything to see on an actual human being. Her skin was a beautiful pale creamy peach color that looked soft and almost delictable enough to eat, and had only a single flaw to sport: a long, curving scar that extended from the bridge of her nose all the way down her cheek to the bottom of her jawbone. Her lips were a beautiful soft strawberry or creamy pink rose color and looked slightly pouty even though they were currently set to a cold, darkly amused, and cruel smirk.
She was dressed for comfort and most definately not for any fashion trend of the late among the ladies. She was dressed in soft leather boots that loosly clung around the bottom of her legs midway between her ankle and knee. She was also wearing a brown tunic that hung just above the knees that looked to be made of leather but he honestly couldn't quite tell, while she wore a cotton long sleeved shirt with a high collar.
Despite her beauty, the was a deadly air to her. She was smiling at him in a malicious manner and her eyes were narrowed cruely, studying his every move- sizing him up, he realised with a jolt. She had a lax position, but it was clear that she was ready any moment for a strike. Her eyes were watchful, mindful, wary like an animal's that knew it was about to be chalenged.
But deep in those sparkling orbs of uncomparible blue, he could see something... an emotion, a thought, maybe. As though she didn't want to fight unless there was no other choice. Still, despite this, there was a wickedly shaped dagger that she held in her hand, and he could tell she wasn't kidding around- from here on out, if he started this, then it wasn't going to be a game for children.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Are you going to attack first or must I?" Heero was awakened by the steady flowing voice that was soft and tranquil but had an edge to it of.... some emotion, what it was didn't matter.
He didn't answer, just continued to stare her down. So... you're the one who's responsible for my father's death, and my brother's as well. You made my mother go mad with grief, and I was orphaned. Now it is time I claim my vengeance, you wraith.
She snorted in contempt and said, "I haven't got all winter! I still have several people I want to catch before I head back to where I belong and you're WASTING MY TIME. Hurry it up, boy!" Boy, was it? When he was several years older than her, and had become a knight, was experianced in many of the arts of fighting, she was calling him a boy???
Heero smiled slightly and said, "Do you remember my father? Or my brother?"
Recognition dawned in the deep vaste pools of clear and darkened waters, and she said, "Yes, I do believe so. You father was a knight as well, was he not? Yes, I remember him very well. You too look very similar, I was wondering why I thought I'd seen you before...
"I fought him... how many years back? I don't recall exactly. But a good man; that he was. Didn't know him for very long, but I was very pleased. He stood for the perfect image of a knight: gallant, kind, forgiving, and one who always had his people on his mind and heart- not to mention a wonderful fighter. It was a shame, really... he was actually very good. I made sure to bury him proper, no need to worry about that."
Heero nodded; that was his father all over. A kind considerate fellow who had a bleeding heart and often thought of other's before himself. He had a kind smile and a good disposition and was known famously for his skills. Heero was like the exact image of him, at least on the outside. But this girl was responsible for that man's death... the very man who Heero had looked up to all his life and now secretly missed. So she must pay. "And what of my brother?"
"Your brother, on the other hand," Usagi said as she continued after a short pause, "was a common un-talented, barely trained lout with a bad attitude. He was nothing more than a common street punk that fought with his anger and his fists- Not something I thought of very highly. When he first came to me, he was dirty with a loud and vulgar mouth, and he was more or less a half-mad beast- almost the equivelant of a pirate or bandit.
"I didn't honestly know that he was your father's son. I thought he was some gang member sent out to prove himself by daring me, so I killed him quickly in an effort to teach them not to mess with me. Only when he was dying did I realise the family resemblance- and even then, he had to actually call out your father's name." She paused a moment, reflecting on the event. An apoligetic smile took place of her smirk and a sympathizing look filled her eyes. "I buried him next to your father, if it's any comfort."
It wasn't a comfort. As much as it was good to hear that his father and brother had been giving proper burials, they were still dead and meer sympathy wasn't going to bring them back. Heero nodded and spoke, "Then you know why I have to kill you."
She looked surprised and said, " I don't want to have to kill you. Isn't it enough that your brother and father are gone? What would become of your mother, hmm?" "My mother went insane with despair and grief after their deaths- she committed suicide." She shook her head and said, "That was a stupid thing to do... a life is a very foolish thing to waste." "You're one to talk! You killed them both, you wasted their lives! It's your fault!"
Her eyes became very narrowed and fury sprung up. She said in a deadly calm voice, "It's their own fault that it happened. I would have never hurt them if they hadn't gotten in my way- if they hadn't they'd still be alive now. I advise you to leave now- before you end up like them." "In your dreams- the only one here who's going to end up three feet under is going to be you."
Now she laughed, obviously quite amused- and at least a little angry at his refusal to listen to her warnings. "If you want a fight little boy, come and get it!" He didn't nod, only drew his sword from it's sheith and let it seemingly glow in the bright light from the rays of sun that somehow got through the dense, dark foliage of the forest.
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Usagi had been watching, had been waiting. She had warned him several times now, but despite examples from those before him, he refused to listen. So stubborn... the fool. He pulled out his sword, and Usagi knew instantly that she was short. The only real physical weapon that she had on her at the moment was her dagger- a foolish mistake that wasn't going to happen again, she was sure of that.
But she still was concerned, not in the slightest. After all, she still had her wits, her many years of training as a fast learner, and some magic spells. So she would be just fine. He's so young... despite his want of vengeance, he really is only a baby. Maybe just a simple paraliysis spell would do the trick...
Usagi was broken out of her reverie of ways to show him mercy when he charged her. She instantly tensed her muscles and jumped backward as he made a blow that caught air where she had been a moment before. Several mosre times he tried to slash at her with the sword, until he made a vertical one that she dodged by jumping backwards. Then, before he could recover, she charged him, but when he expected the blow, she jumped strait over him.
He whirled around and struck out in an attempt to catch her and turn around at the same time, but instead of even bothering to make the effort of dodging the blow, she simply caught it in her hand. Usagi watched and giggled in a childish way as he just stared at her. After all, she had just done something that should have been impossible.
He jerked his sword out of her grip, and stumbled backward. Once more he positioned himself, and felt a small growl of rage and humiliation escape his lips at the thought of this little girl mocking him. He shiethed his sword, and instead charged her. Only, when she ws expecting a strike from the left, he came with a knocking uppercut to her cheek.
Usagi gasped as she felt the stinging blow land on her. She had let her gaurd down, and fallen for his trick. She felt sanity escape her, and a dark enimity surge forward from the recesses of her mind and possess her fully. I did not survive those years of hell to be humiliated by some boy who is more idealistic than he is realistic.
"Raging beast of the underworld, hear my seething wrath at this being! Heed my call, and do my bidding as I summon thee!" In her hands grew a ball of dark shimmering energy, that became as big as a tropical fruit that Usagi had once seen. She watched in glorious pride as the power rush began to unfold and surge and gush like a flooding river. " Rupturing land QUAKE!"
The ball shot down to the ground in front of her, and hit it with tremendous force. It trembled, and split wide open. Heero dodged it, as best he could, and did a good job of it.
"Not bad, boy... you could be a bandit easily." "Why would I want to join the likes of scum such as you?" Usagi's eyes widened, and before she could respond, he hurled some spherical object at her. She gasped and watched as it sped strait at her and-

"MS. TSUKINO!!!!!! WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Usagi's head shot strait up and she stared into the eyes of... a demon! "AHHH!!!! YOUMMAAA!!!!!" Usagi hit the demon beast upside the head with the closest object that she could find, which turned out to be her math book.
"Wow, Ms. H was right! These things DO come in handy!" "Usagi, you hit the teacher!" "Wha- That can't be Ames, see..." Usagi looked down at her feet to see Ms. Haruna was there, unconcious. "...............Oops..... class dismissed?"
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Cliffie, cliffie! ^__^ How'd you ppl like it? I need ten more reviews for this. Same goes for every chapter for now on. Or I don't go on. That means that people have to review. Just to ease it up a bit, since I have two previewers, I'll count theirs as well. So I need only eight from the rest of you- and I mean it!!!!