True Identity
AN: OK, this is weird, but please R&R anywayz, 'cause it's a good story. My friend, Nayru, inspired me, so don't say anything about the interestingness! Ja!
DC: I do not own Gundam Wing, but one day I will, MWHAHAHAHA!
Once upon a time, in a galaxy far away, there was a planet called Geracum (Jer 'rak um). This planet was in great peril. The king was about to be overthrown. In the middle of the capital city a huge crowd was gathered, almost everyone in who lived on Geracum. "NO MORE TAXES!" they yelled to the king.
"But if there aren't any taxes, how will we keep everything orderly?"
The people kept yelling, "No more taxes!"
"The taxes will prevail!" the king yelled.
"Let's get him!" one man cried to the crowd. Everyone charged for the king. People tried to protect him, but it didn't work. The mob would kill the king. Now let's go to a galaxy a little closer. A solar system with nine planets, one called Earth. In a small city named Tokyo is where our story begins...
"Duo, where's the mustard?" Heero Yuy yelled to his best friend and companion, Duo Maxwell.
"Uh... I used it up," Duo said, appearing in the kitchen next to Heero, who was making a sandwich.
"But I just bought a new bottle 3 days ago!" Heero declared.
"I got hungry..." Duo said.
Heero looked in the refrigerator. "Duo, where's the ham I bought yesterday?"
"I ate that too, with the mustard," Duo said, sweat dropping.
"What am I supposed to eat then?" Heero asked.
"I don't know, that's your problem," Duo replied, walking off.
Later that day...
Duo sat in his bed, re-braiding his hair. He was almost done when the doorbell rang. He lost his concentration and dropped the braid, unraveling it. "Damn doorbell," he said. Heero was out buying some more food, so Duo would have to answer it.
He wouldn't let anyone see him without his braid, so he wouldn't answer it. "Probably Relena," he said to himself. When he finally finished re-doing his braid the doorbell rang again. He went into the living room and looked out the window. A strange looking man was standing on the front porch. "Uh, I don't think I'll answer it," he said, going back into his room.
He opened the door to his room. There stood the same man who was on the porch. "How did you? AAH!" he screamed and ran out of the room, freaked out. He ran into the bathroom and locked the door. "I don't think he'll come in here." He turned around to see the man again. "What do you want!?" he cried.
The man advanced towards Duo. Duo backed up against the door. "Don't come any closer, buddy," he said, pulling his gun out from inside his shirt. "Who are you and why are you in my house?" The man stopped and raised his hands in front of him.
"No harm, I come on peace," he bowed. "My name is Gundi. I have come to the planet Earth from the planet Geracum. I was sent here to find Duo Maxwell and give him a message."
"Well, you got the right guy, I'm Duo Maxwell, but why would an alien come looking for me?" Duo put his gun back into his shirt and looked at Gundi.
"I prefer not to be called an alien, for we are Homo sapiens, just like you, or should I say, just like the people here on Earth," he paused.
Duo looked at him, "But why do you want me?"
"You, Duo Maxwell, are not who you think you are. Have you ever wondered why you don't have a mother or father?"
"Because they died," Duo replied.
"Wrong you are, Duo. You are Linzin Zacanini the third. The prince, the heir to the throne."
"You've got the wrong person, pal. I am Duo Maxwell, an ordinary 16-year-old who is not a part of your alien race."
"Wrong again, Duo. Come and I'll show you," Gundi stepped forward and grabbed Duo's hand.
*End Chp. 1*
AN: Well, what did you think? REVIEW! PWEASE? *Puppy dog eyes* Ja ne!
~Kara~ 1/19/02
AN: OK, this is weird, but please R&R anywayz, 'cause it's a good story. My friend, Nayru, inspired me, so don't say anything about the interestingness! Ja!
DC: I do not own Gundam Wing, but one day I will, MWHAHAHAHA!
Once upon a time, in a galaxy far away, there was a planet called Geracum (Jer 'rak um). This planet was in great peril. The king was about to be overthrown. In the middle of the capital city a huge crowd was gathered, almost everyone in who lived on Geracum. "NO MORE TAXES!" they yelled to the king.
"But if there aren't any taxes, how will we keep everything orderly?"
The people kept yelling, "No more taxes!"
"The taxes will prevail!" the king yelled.
"Let's get him!" one man cried to the crowd. Everyone charged for the king. People tried to protect him, but it didn't work. The mob would kill the king. Now let's go to a galaxy a little closer. A solar system with nine planets, one called Earth. In a small city named Tokyo is where our story begins...
"Duo, where's the mustard?" Heero Yuy yelled to his best friend and companion, Duo Maxwell.
"Uh... I used it up," Duo said, appearing in the kitchen next to Heero, who was making a sandwich.
"But I just bought a new bottle 3 days ago!" Heero declared.
"I got hungry..." Duo said.
Heero looked in the refrigerator. "Duo, where's the ham I bought yesterday?"
"I ate that too, with the mustard," Duo said, sweat dropping.
"What am I supposed to eat then?" Heero asked.
"I don't know, that's your problem," Duo replied, walking off.
Later that day...
Duo sat in his bed, re-braiding his hair. He was almost done when the doorbell rang. He lost his concentration and dropped the braid, unraveling it. "Damn doorbell," he said. Heero was out buying some more food, so Duo would have to answer it.
He wouldn't let anyone see him without his braid, so he wouldn't answer it. "Probably Relena," he said to himself. When he finally finished re-doing his braid the doorbell rang again. He went into the living room and looked out the window. A strange looking man was standing on the front porch. "Uh, I don't think I'll answer it," he said, going back into his room.
He opened the door to his room. There stood the same man who was on the porch. "How did you? AAH!" he screamed and ran out of the room, freaked out. He ran into the bathroom and locked the door. "I don't think he'll come in here." He turned around to see the man again. "What do you want!?" he cried.
The man advanced towards Duo. Duo backed up against the door. "Don't come any closer, buddy," he said, pulling his gun out from inside his shirt. "Who are you and why are you in my house?" The man stopped and raised his hands in front of him.
"No harm, I come on peace," he bowed. "My name is Gundi. I have come to the planet Earth from the planet Geracum. I was sent here to find Duo Maxwell and give him a message."
"Well, you got the right guy, I'm Duo Maxwell, but why would an alien come looking for me?" Duo put his gun back into his shirt and looked at Gundi.
"I prefer not to be called an alien, for we are Homo sapiens, just like you, or should I say, just like the people here on Earth," he paused.
Duo looked at him, "But why do you want me?"
"You, Duo Maxwell, are not who you think you are. Have you ever wondered why you don't have a mother or father?"
"Because they died," Duo replied.
"Wrong you are, Duo. You are Linzin Zacanini the third. The prince, the heir to the throne."
"You've got the wrong person, pal. I am Duo Maxwell, an ordinary 16-year-old who is not a part of your alien race."
"Wrong again, Duo. Come and I'll show you," Gundi stepped forward and grabbed Duo's hand.
*End Chp. 1*
AN: Well, what did you think? REVIEW! PWEASE? *Puppy dog eyes* Ja ne!
~Kara~ 1/19/02
