War's Reflection
By: Shinigami Maxwell
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Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and all of it's characters are not mine, and belong to their respective owners.
Authors notes: OK this idea came out of nowhere when I was reading something that my friend Gaberiel Yaslana wrote (She's really good writer and she has a website. If you want to visit it, it's at www.angelfire.com/anime2/shunchan003/index.html, so stop by and visit it sometime!) and it was really weird because when it hit me it took me less then a second to have the entire story all writen in my head. So here is the first part. I hope you enjoy reading this um....interesting fic.
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It was almost dark by the time they got to the city. The streets were filled with people running here and there. It was rush hour. The people paid the boys no mind as they hurried home to their families and good dinners. Calmly, the five figures walked through the hustle and bustle...well all but one anyway. Duo, ever the odd one, was spinning this way and that, trying to absorb everything in this unfamilier city: with his braid obediantly (oh yeah, now it behaves)following its master's every move. Quatre looked over at Duo. "Um...Duo? Maybe you shouldn't do that." The blond said with a worried look. "Why?" Duo asked twisting from his already odd postion to one even worse. Just as Quatre feared, Duo lost his balance, and gave a small yelp of alarm. Calmly Heero reached out and caught Duo easily, setting the squirming boy back on his feet. "Thanks Hee-Chan!" "Don't call me that." was the monotonous reply. "Aww! Come on Hee-...Heero!" Duo said, changing the 'chan' to 'ro', mid sentence, when Heero sent him a glare that promised death. "You gotta have more fun!" Duo finished. "And what makes you think that I don't? You only met me a couple of hours ago." Heero challenged. That made Duo stop for a second. Scratching his head in thought, Duo spoke to himself, "Now how DID I know that? Oh well!" Duo said as he shrugged it off. But the thought stayed with him and the loud mouth shut up for a while. Everybody took the opoertunity to enjoy the silence. But as everyone knows, Duos never stay quiet long, and all to soon Duo was back to being himself. Stopping in the center of the city, they sat down at the edge of a beautiful fountain with carvings of angels on it. No one knew where they were, and it was only the feel of familiarality that kept them sitting there for a while.The fountain bubbled at their backs as they rested, not really thinking about anything. It was so nice...."OZ!" All five boys said at once, the entire group jumping to their feet in the process. They just stood there staring at each other, not really knowing where that remark had come from. Duo was the first to recover his wits. "What's an Oz?"
"I don't think it's a thing, Duo." Heero said in a perfect monotone.
"I get the feeling...it's a...a.." Quatre said faltering a bit as the memories refused to come.
"A faction." Trowa finished for him.
"And they....." Wu Fei said cautiously.
"Are the enemy." All five said together.
Thoughts ran throught the boys heads at the new revelation. But why don't they like us? What have we done to them? Why are they enemies? All these thoughts ran through their heads, in an endless cycle. They knew they had to get some answers and, soon.
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Slowly, Heero sat down on the edge of the fountain. But the bubbling from it's waters was no longer comforting. They are my enemy....but... A vision flitted through his mind..."If space has gone crazy, then I'll believe in myself and keep on fighting." Heero heard his own voice saying. Prussain blue eyes widened a fraction. Fighting...that word produced a feeling of completeness...and yet not quite. There was still something missing. Not there. Mentally pushing away the feeling, Heero concentrated on figuring out this OZ thing. Another image passed through his mind."...the five of us have become nothing but redunant (spelling, anyone?) soldiers...." Trowa, Heero thought. That was Trowa's voice. Space...I remember...a battle...Quatre! It was him that Heero was fighting..but why? This was seriously starting to get him confused. There has to be away out of this. This world where nothing made sense and the feeling of being watched was a constant. This world where the only memories that occured were broken and indecipherable (look people I can't spell). A world, they now knew, that was not their own.
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Thoughts swam through Duo's head. The braided boy thought about what everybody had just said. It seems that they were all remembering something that didn't seem real. But for all Duo could tell, what they were remembering was more real then the world they were in right now. It isn't real,Duo thought. This is a dream! Actually that thought had passed his mind many times throughout the day. And he had yet to wake up. Duo gave up. Deep down he knew that he wasn't going to wake up. This was his reality for the moment and it didn't matter if it was real. He had to deal with the problems in this world, now. But just because he knew that didn't, it mean that he had to like it. Closing his eyes, Duo tried to forget about what was happening. Even if for only a second. Unfortunately, his wish was not granted and right after he closed his eyes, the visions came. They flashed in quick succession behind his eye lids, on after another. A battle...Siberia... The colonies were in trouble. Somebody was giving an order. A woman. She..she..was demanding a surrender. A man..an old, ugly, man. "...but I will not surrender the Gundams...I repeat, I will NOT surrender the gundams." A rough voice said. Heero! He was in machine! It looked like a human. It was white. Heero was holding a button of some kind. "Ninmu Kanryou." Heero said in deep voice. Hitting the button it caused the machine that he was standing in to turn into nothing but a flaming wreck. NO! HEERO! Duo's mind screamed as he watched Heero's body fly through the air before landing on the ground, bouncing a few times. A pool of blood formed beneth the body, it's red life flowing out onto the ground. Prussian eyes, stared sightlessly at the sky.
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So...Thought the quite boy. Oz is our enemy, eh? That seems right. Trowa thought. That was the first thing that had happened all day that actually felt right. Perhaps our live aren't what we think they are. Trowa continued mentally. The sight of a distrought Quatre in front of him, certainly surprised the boy. He was on a screen of some sort, and the reception was a little fuzzy. Quatre's eye's were panicked, and wide with fear. "What did I just say? Don't come any closer!" A voice said over the com-link. Images falshed through his mind. Cathrine, Quatre, violin and flute music. "...something triggers you to calm down..something..." the sound of his own voice drifted through his ears. Then everything turned white, knocking Trowa from his thoughts.
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I knew that there was something wrong. I think we all did. Quatre thought. But we still don't have all the pieces of the puzzel. His mind continued. Something...Concentrate. Quatre told himself. They had to find the missing piece. Sqeezing his eyes shut, in concentration, his thought about what had been happening all day. The feeling of forgetting, loss, confusion. But still nothing would add up! "...chichioya! Nigete, kudasai!.." Quatre's eyes snapped open, as the sound of his own voice echoed in his mind. "...you really saved my soul, Trowa. Thank you..." Another voice.."...but Quatre...you're not the only one who feels that way. We all do..." Trowa!
He remembered. Remembered hurting Trowa, his father, how he died... Wing Zero. A...mobile suit!
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Wu Fei curled his form into the lotus position, leaning on the high wall of the fountain. He needed to meditate, just so he could get some peace and quiet. Sinking deep into his mind he found a comfortable spot and stopped to rest his mind. Suddenly, a blood red box appeared in front of him. Picking it up Wu Fei could tell that it had no opening and it was completely smooth to the touch...and cold. Turning it this way and that he examined it further. All the sides were the same and none could be opened. Setting it back on the 'ground', Wu Fei watched it for a few seconds. It was starting to get annoying. He wanted it to go away but it just sat there. Wu Fei tried glaring a hole in it, but it didn't quite work the way he had wanted it to.IUnstead of going a way it opened. Cautiously, he looked inside. A bright light flashed, blinding him. 'What? Where am I?' Looking around, he realized that he was floating in space. In the distance there was a metal, or at least that's what it looks like, structure. "It's a...a...colony." Wu fei said. Wu Fei just stared at it for a while....there was something that was going to happen. And Wu Fei knew that it wasn't going to be good. Without warning the entire structure bllew up. Wu Fei's eyes widened....his 'family' was there! He remembered now! Everyone he cared for had just gone up in a ball of flame, and he had just stood there! The scene stayed the same but now he was inside something. He was watching the colony through a screen. All those people, dead. The scene changed. He standing on something high. In front of four large machines, mecha. He remembered being tricked to do something. And there was horrible consequence. All of the leaders, who were seeking true peace, of the Alliance had been killed....by them. Somewhere far away he heard a scream of rage, regret, and loss. It took him a while but he soon figured it out. He was screaming.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's note: Wow! I guess that's what happens when you watch GW while writing GW! Anyway if you notice in my reviews someone calls me Lydia. She's one of my best friends and no, her name is not Lynn just like mine is not really Lydia. I just love that name, is all. The full name that I use when Shinigami just seems to weird to use, and I don't want people to know who I am, is Lydia Maxwell. Wonder where the last name comes from? Hmm....If you can't tell I'm sarcastc then maybe you should go have your head checked. Oh well, I'm working on the next chapter and will have it up by tonight at midnight EST. So enjoy! Ja na!
By: Shinigami Maxwell
~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and all of it's characters are not mine, and belong to their respective owners.
Authors notes: OK this idea came out of nowhere when I was reading something that my friend Gaberiel Yaslana wrote (She's really good writer and she has a website. If you want to visit it, it's at www.angelfire.com/anime2/shunchan003/index.html, so stop by and visit it sometime!) and it was really weird because when it hit me it took me less then a second to have the entire story all writen in my head. So here is the first part. I hope you enjoy reading this um....interesting fic.
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It was almost dark by the time they got to the city. The streets were filled with people running here and there. It was rush hour. The people paid the boys no mind as they hurried home to their families and good dinners. Calmly, the five figures walked through the hustle and bustle...well all but one anyway. Duo, ever the odd one, was spinning this way and that, trying to absorb everything in this unfamilier city: with his braid obediantly (oh yeah, now it behaves)following its master's every move. Quatre looked over at Duo. "Um...Duo? Maybe you shouldn't do that." The blond said with a worried look. "Why?" Duo asked twisting from his already odd postion to one even worse. Just as Quatre feared, Duo lost his balance, and gave a small yelp of alarm. Calmly Heero reached out and caught Duo easily, setting the squirming boy back on his feet. "Thanks Hee-Chan!" "Don't call me that." was the monotonous reply. "Aww! Come on Hee-...Heero!" Duo said, changing the 'chan' to 'ro', mid sentence, when Heero sent him a glare that promised death. "You gotta have more fun!" Duo finished. "And what makes you think that I don't? You only met me a couple of hours ago." Heero challenged. That made Duo stop for a second. Scratching his head in thought, Duo spoke to himself, "Now how DID I know that? Oh well!" Duo said as he shrugged it off. But the thought stayed with him and the loud mouth shut up for a while. Everybody took the opoertunity to enjoy the silence. But as everyone knows, Duos never stay quiet long, and all to soon Duo was back to being himself. Stopping in the center of the city, they sat down at the edge of a beautiful fountain with carvings of angels on it. No one knew where they were, and it was only the feel of familiarality that kept them sitting there for a while.The fountain bubbled at their backs as they rested, not really thinking about anything. It was so nice...."OZ!" All five boys said at once, the entire group jumping to their feet in the process. They just stood there staring at each other, not really knowing where that remark had come from. Duo was the first to recover his wits. "What's an Oz?"
"I don't think it's a thing, Duo." Heero said in a perfect monotone.
"I get the feeling...it's a...a.." Quatre said faltering a bit as the memories refused to come.
"A faction." Trowa finished for him.
"And they....." Wu Fei said cautiously.
"Are the enemy." All five said together.
Thoughts ran throught the boys heads at the new revelation. But why don't they like us? What have we done to them? Why are they enemies? All these thoughts ran through their heads, in an endless cycle. They knew they had to get some answers and, soon.
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Slowly, Heero sat down on the edge of the fountain. But the bubbling from it's waters was no longer comforting. They are my enemy....but... A vision flitted through his mind..."If space has gone crazy, then I'll believe in myself and keep on fighting." Heero heard his own voice saying. Prussain blue eyes widened a fraction. Fighting...that word produced a feeling of completeness...and yet not quite. There was still something missing. Not there. Mentally pushing away the feeling, Heero concentrated on figuring out this OZ thing. Another image passed through his mind."...the five of us have become nothing but redunant (spelling, anyone?) soldiers...." Trowa, Heero thought. That was Trowa's voice. Space...I remember...a battle...Quatre! It was him that Heero was fighting..but why? This was seriously starting to get him confused. There has to be away out of this. This world where nothing made sense and the feeling of being watched was a constant. This world where the only memories that occured were broken and indecipherable (look people I can't spell). A world, they now knew, that was not their own.
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Thoughts swam through Duo's head. The braided boy thought about what everybody had just said. It seems that they were all remembering something that didn't seem real. But for all Duo could tell, what they were remembering was more real then the world they were in right now. It isn't real,Duo thought. This is a dream! Actually that thought had passed his mind many times throughout the day. And he had yet to wake up. Duo gave up. Deep down he knew that he wasn't going to wake up. This was his reality for the moment and it didn't matter if it was real. He had to deal with the problems in this world, now. But just because he knew that didn't, it mean that he had to like it. Closing his eyes, Duo tried to forget about what was happening. Even if for only a second. Unfortunately, his wish was not granted and right after he closed his eyes, the visions came. They flashed in quick succession behind his eye lids, on after another. A battle...Siberia... The colonies were in trouble. Somebody was giving an order. A woman. She..she..was demanding a surrender. A man..an old, ugly, man. "...but I will not surrender the Gundams...I repeat, I will NOT surrender the gundams." A rough voice said. Heero! He was in machine! It looked like a human. It was white. Heero was holding a button of some kind. "Ninmu Kanryou." Heero said in deep voice. Hitting the button it caused the machine that he was standing in to turn into nothing but a flaming wreck. NO! HEERO! Duo's mind screamed as he watched Heero's body fly through the air before landing on the ground, bouncing a few times. A pool of blood formed beneth the body, it's red life flowing out onto the ground. Prussian eyes, stared sightlessly at the sky.
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So...Thought the quite boy. Oz is our enemy, eh? That seems right. Trowa thought. That was the first thing that had happened all day that actually felt right. Perhaps our live aren't what we think they are. Trowa continued mentally. The sight of a distrought Quatre in front of him, certainly surprised the boy. He was on a screen of some sort, and the reception was a little fuzzy. Quatre's eye's were panicked, and wide with fear. "What did I just say? Don't come any closer!" A voice said over the com-link. Images falshed through his mind. Cathrine, Quatre, violin and flute music. "...something triggers you to calm down..something..." the sound of his own voice drifted through his ears. Then everything turned white, knocking Trowa from his thoughts.
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I knew that there was something wrong. I think we all did. Quatre thought. But we still don't have all the pieces of the puzzel. His mind continued. Something...Concentrate. Quatre told himself. They had to find the missing piece. Sqeezing his eyes shut, in concentration, his thought about what had been happening all day. The feeling of forgetting, loss, confusion. But still nothing would add up! "...chichioya! Nigete, kudasai!.." Quatre's eyes snapped open, as the sound of his own voice echoed in his mind. "...you really saved my soul, Trowa. Thank you..." Another voice.."...but Quatre...you're not the only one who feels that way. We all do..." Trowa!
He remembered. Remembered hurting Trowa, his father, how he died... Wing Zero. A...mobile suit!
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Wu Fei curled his form into the lotus position, leaning on the high wall of the fountain. He needed to meditate, just so he could get some peace and quiet. Sinking deep into his mind he found a comfortable spot and stopped to rest his mind. Suddenly, a blood red box appeared in front of him. Picking it up Wu Fei could tell that it had no opening and it was completely smooth to the touch...and cold. Turning it this way and that he examined it further. All the sides were the same and none could be opened. Setting it back on the 'ground', Wu Fei watched it for a few seconds. It was starting to get annoying. He wanted it to go away but it just sat there. Wu Fei tried glaring a hole in it, but it didn't quite work the way he had wanted it to.IUnstead of going a way it opened. Cautiously, he looked inside. A bright light flashed, blinding him. 'What? Where am I?' Looking around, he realized that he was floating in space. In the distance there was a metal, or at least that's what it looks like, structure. "It's a...a...colony." Wu fei said. Wu Fei just stared at it for a while....there was something that was going to happen. And Wu Fei knew that it wasn't going to be good. Without warning the entire structure bllew up. Wu Fei's eyes widened....his 'family' was there! He remembered now! Everyone he cared for had just gone up in a ball of flame, and he had just stood there! The scene stayed the same but now he was inside something. He was watching the colony through a screen. All those people, dead. The scene changed. He standing on something high. In front of four large machines, mecha. He remembered being tricked to do something. And there was horrible consequence. All of the leaders, who were seeking true peace, of the Alliance had been killed....by them. Somewhere far away he heard a scream of rage, regret, and loss. It took him a while but he soon figured it out. He was screaming.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's note: Wow! I guess that's what happens when you watch GW while writing GW! Anyway if you notice in my reviews someone calls me Lydia. She's one of my best friends and no, her name is not Lynn just like mine is not really Lydia. I just love that name, is all. The full name that I use when Shinigami just seems to weird to use, and I don't want people to know who I am, is Lydia Maxwell. Wonder where the last name comes from? Hmm....If you can't tell I'm sarcastc then maybe you should go have your head checked. Oh well, I'm working on the next chapter and will have it up by tonight at midnight EST. So enjoy! Ja na!