I don't own Gundam Wing or Escaflowne. These are my interpretations of their characters. I don't want to make any money. Etc........
This is the epilogue that you've been waiting so long for (I finished it less than six hours after the last chapter.) I hope my readers are as eager as I am for the sequel though I doubt I'll have a chance to start it for at least a week or so. The truth is I don't really know where I'm going to go with it except it will be darker and some of it will take place on earth. I am crossing over yet another anime which is one of the reasons it is going to be tricky to write because this one is completely different from Gundam Wing and Escaflowne. It's not even a mecha series! However, I do suggest it. If you haven't guessed already by my description of Heero's father the next anime is Cowboy Bebop so if you haven't seen it I suggest you do. It's a really great series and honestly is probably my favorite overall. If you haven't, don't worry. CB is so different that the only real thing I will take from it is the characters and even they will be majorly twisted to fit the existing story. Just in case you do want to see Bebop it is on Saturdays on cartoon network at 10:30 PM. It is dubbed but there is hardly any editing and it is a great series. I hope the sequel can stand up to the original. I will comment at some point telling what it is called though it probably won't be for a while yet. Enjoy the last segment.
Dear diary,
Sorry I haven't written in you for a while but things here have been really busy. Oh, where to start? Well it's been After the battle everyone returned to their separate homes and the crisis was over. Amazingly enough the one battle decided the entire war and we received no word of any more invasions after that point. The battle was named after the mountains in took place on but the Battle of Chatal is often called the Battle of Miracles. I think you can guess why. We checked Van's health after the fight but it appeared that in those few seconds all his injuries had been completely healed. Hitomi says that she could not think of a better way to use the pendant though I think she is sorrier to see it go than she lets on.
There was big funeral for all that died in the Battle of Chatal one week after the end of the painful little war. The turnout was amazing and I can honestly say that I don't think I have ever seen more people joining together in their emotions in one place in my entire life. It was quite moving, I must say and Quatre wasn't the only one brought to tears by the strong bond formed that day. Most of the bodies were transported back to their hometowns but quite a few were unidentifiable. As a result a small chapel with a large graveyard was built at the base of the mountains. It is a peaceful place, and I like to visit there as often as I can.
Oh yes, there was a separate reception for a great man named Treize Khushranada. Though only a few select people attended I was moved by the speech given by Milliardo Peacecraft. I felt like a truly knew the man and I felt a great sadness that I never met him while he was alive. Another strange thing, a woman who called herself Lady Une appeared for a short time during the funeral and then vanished immediately afterwards. She also stood up to speak and I was brought to near tears by her words.
I was told later that she served directly under Treize and knew him better than anyone. A few days after the funeral the people of Baslam had another election despite the fact that Une would have become leader automatically. According to rumors, she resigned her position immediately after hearing about Lord Khushranada's death and left Baslam a week later. Apparently the funeral was the first and last time anybody had seen her since.
What else? Oh yes, "Zechs" was finally able to come clean about everything and not surprisingly, Noin found it in her heart to forgive him. To top it all off, Milliardo proposed to her and the wedding is set for six months from now. I am happy that the two lovers was able to work out their problems and come together during these times of reconstruction. The happy couple left Asturia about a month after the battle bound for the Sanc Kingdom. As it turns out, Milliardo is a Prince, the heir to the small country. Although it is his sister, the recently appointed queen, who is ruler of the nation, Milliardo has chosen to serve his country as a keeper of the peace along with his fiancé. I am happy that the two of them have found happiness together and I am sure that they have been doing an excellent job of rebuilding the kingdom which has seen so much suffering in the past years.
As for Quatre and Trowa, they decided to return to Fanelia with Van and Hitomi. Not surprisingly, Quatre decided to become a diplomat and when he isn't at home in the Land of the Dragons he is representing Fanelia's interests in the Gaea Coalition council. Trowa has chosen to become a bodyguard and he follows Quatre to insure his safety. Besides being a escort, Trowa also works hard at training the next generation of fighters so that Gaea can continue this time of peace far into the future.
Dryden and Allen are hard at work not only on trying to rebuild but also to help solidify the Gaea Coalition as a permanent government. Of course you know how little I know about politics, but I truly believe that they will see things through this time. Maybe all Heero's efforts to unify Gaea under one nation worked after all, if in a more subtle way than he intended.
And Wufei? He hasn't been seen since the Battle of Chatal and there are rumors that the Dragon Clan is rebuilding its strength for a second campaign. I pray that these stories are just that and have little truth behind them, but I fear the worst. However, as I grow more accustomed to my life in Asturia, I become more certain that this nation and its allies will not be so easily defeated. But now I'm getting off the subject.
Hitomi returned back to the Mystic Moon a few weeks after the funeral. She said that her friends and family would be worried for her. Since then she has visited us twice but I think it is mostly to spend time with Van. Of course our Fanelian king is working on making his country a better place and Fanelia is becoming almost as wealthy and populated as Asturia now.
And as for myself, diary? I have chosen to become a merchant like I was in the old days. Palas is a great city for trade and we get a steady stream of customers. Thanks to Quatre's initial loan, business is booming and I am well on my way to paying him back in full. Of course I keep busy with things besides work. My main interest now is Heero's recovery.
Of course! I forgot the most important thing of all. After the battle Allen decided that Heero would be spared and put into a sort of modest prison until he was deemed fit to rejoin society. At first it seemed as though the former High Lord would never recover but I am growing more and more assured that he will be released within a few years. It has taken a long time, but Heero is finally on the road of recovery. Through much therapy and many hours of visiting from myself, he has finally admitted the errors of his ways as well as ridding himself of his nightmares. I truly believe that Heero has come to repent his actions and understands the reasons why what he did was wrong. Though it is only an opinion, I believe the real problem was with years of abuse from his father who, from what I've heard, was a downright evil man who deserved the fate he received.
I guess that's about it. I have an appointment to visit Heero and the nurses say he is well enough to go outside today. He hasn't had one of his little "fits" in well over a month and I feel safe in saying that we may have seen the last of his outbursts. I plan to update you more often now, diary, so I'm sure you'll hear about what happens today in the near future.
Joyfully yours,
Duo Maxwell
Heero eagerly slung his feet over his bed and began putting on his walking shoes. Duo was coming today and they had plans to go hiking along one of the rivers which emptied out near Palas. It had taken him many months to get used to the relaxed lifestyle he now led, without the constant burden of leadership and the nightmares which pushed him to work harder. He had even gotten used to the numerous visits from his psychiatrist and the various doctors assigned to check up on him. In truth Heero was grateful for the help and relieved that he was able to find peace after a state of turbulence that had lasted for so long. In particular he was thankful for Duo who found time to visit him practically every day. To be honest with himself, he was actually happy in the beautiful country of Asturia surrounded by people who cared about him.
A sharp knock sounded at the door and Heero finished tying his boots quickly. "One moment," he called out, walking over to the door. Pulling it open, Heero saw one of the guards which frequently stopped by to check on him standing there. "What do you want?" Heero asked somewhat annoyed by the unexpected visitor.
To his surprise, the Asturian soldier dropped to the ground at his feet, a bloody gash running all across his back, and another figure stepped into the room. Heero's eyes widened at the figure before him and he stumbled backwards, nearly falling to the floor in his shock.
It was impossible! He was dead and had been for many years. But there he was, standing before him exactly as Heero remembered. It was the same long dark cloak. The same tall, lean figure. The same pale skin and gray hair. And the eyes, unchanged from as long as Heero could remember, mere slits like that of a cat or serpent. Dangerous and dark eyes which could see right through a person and read their very soul and essence.
"Father," Heero stuttered, his normally strong persona fading away instantly, "I- I..."
Without warning, the dark man raised a hand and slapped Heero across the face, long and hard. The strength behind the blow caused the teenager to stumble and he slowly raised his head to meet his father's eyes, ignoring the welt that was already beginning to form on his face. The other man's expression was as cold as ice and Heero involuntarily whimpered, numerous past beating flashing through his mind.
"Heero Yuy," Vicious's voice was quiet and low, apathetic to all things, "I am very... very disappointed in you."
To be continued...
This is the epilogue that you've been waiting so long for (I finished it less than six hours after the last chapter.) I hope my readers are as eager as I am for the sequel though I doubt I'll have a chance to start it for at least a week or so. The truth is I don't really know where I'm going to go with it except it will be darker and some of it will take place on earth. I am crossing over yet another anime which is one of the reasons it is going to be tricky to write because this one is completely different from Gundam Wing and Escaflowne. It's not even a mecha series! However, I do suggest it. If you haven't guessed already by my description of Heero's father the next anime is Cowboy Bebop so if you haven't seen it I suggest you do. It's a really great series and honestly is probably my favorite overall. If you haven't, don't worry. CB is so different that the only real thing I will take from it is the characters and even they will be majorly twisted to fit the existing story. Just in case you do want to see Bebop it is on Saturdays on cartoon network at 10:30 PM. It is dubbed but there is hardly any editing and it is a great series. I hope the sequel can stand up to the original. I will comment at some point telling what it is called though it probably won't be for a while yet. Enjoy the last segment.
Dear diary,
Sorry I haven't written in you for a while but things here have been really busy. Oh, where to start? Well it's been After the battle everyone returned to their separate homes and the crisis was over. Amazingly enough the one battle decided the entire war and we received no word of any more invasions after that point. The battle was named after the mountains in took place on but the Battle of Chatal is often called the Battle of Miracles. I think you can guess why. We checked Van's health after the fight but it appeared that in those few seconds all his injuries had been completely healed. Hitomi says that she could not think of a better way to use the pendant though I think she is sorrier to see it go than she lets on.
There was big funeral for all that died in the Battle of Chatal one week after the end of the painful little war. The turnout was amazing and I can honestly say that I don't think I have ever seen more people joining together in their emotions in one place in my entire life. It was quite moving, I must say and Quatre wasn't the only one brought to tears by the strong bond formed that day. Most of the bodies were transported back to their hometowns but quite a few were unidentifiable. As a result a small chapel with a large graveyard was built at the base of the mountains. It is a peaceful place, and I like to visit there as often as I can.
Oh yes, there was a separate reception for a great man named Treize Khushranada. Though only a few select people attended I was moved by the speech given by Milliardo Peacecraft. I felt like a truly knew the man and I felt a great sadness that I never met him while he was alive. Another strange thing, a woman who called herself Lady Une appeared for a short time during the funeral and then vanished immediately afterwards. She also stood up to speak and I was brought to near tears by her words.
I was told later that she served directly under Treize and knew him better than anyone. A few days after the funeral the people of Baslam had another election despite the fact that Une would have become leader automatically. According to rumors, she resigned her position immediately after hearing about Lord Khushranada's death and left Baslam a week later. Apparently the funeral was the first and last time anybody had seen her since.
What else? Oh yes, "Zechs" was finally able to come clean about everything and not surprisingly, Noin found it in her heart to forgive him. To top it all off, Milliardo proposed to her and the wedding is set for six months from now. I am happy that the two lovers was able to work out their problems and come together during these times of reconstruction. The happy couple left Asturia about a month after the battle bound for the Sanc Kingdom. As it turns out, Milliardo is a Prince, the heir to the small country. Although it is his sister, the recently appointed queen, who is ruler of the nation, Milliardo has chosen to serve his country as a keeper of the peace along with his fiancé. I am happy that the two of them have found happiness together and I am sure that they have been doing an excellent job of rebuilding the kingdom which has seen so much suffering in the past years.
As for Quatre and Trowa, they decided to return to Fanelia with Van and Hitomi. Not surprisingly, Quatre decided to become a diplomat and when he isn't at home in the Land of the Dragons he is representing Fanelia's interests in the Gaea Coalition council. Trowa has chosen to become a bodyguard and he follows Quatre to insure his safety. Besides being a escort, Trowa also works hard at training the next generation of fighters so that Gaea can continue this time of peace far into the future.
Dryden and Allen are hard at work not only on trying to rebuild but also to help solidify the Gaea Coalition as a permanent government. Of course you know how little I know about politics, but I truly believe that they will see things through this time. Maybe all Heero's efforts to unify Gaea under one nation worked after all, if in a more subtle way than he intended.
And Wufei? He hasn't been seen since the Battle of Chatal and there are rumors that the Dragon Clan is rebuilding its strength for a second campaign. I pray that these stories are just that and have little truth behind them, but I fear the worst. However, as I grow more accustomed to my life in Asturia, I become more certain that this nation and its allies will not be so easily defeated. But now I'm getting off the subject.
Hitomi returned back to the Mystic Moon a few weeks after the funeral. She said that her friends and family would be worried for her. Since then she has visited us twice but I think it is mostly to spend time with Van. Of course our Fanelian king is working on making his country a better place and Fanelia is becoming almost as wealthy and populated as Asturia now.
And as for myself, diary? I have chosen to become a merchant like I was in the old days. Palas is a great city for trade and we get a steady stream of customers. Thanks to Quatre's initial loan, business is booming and I am well on my way to paying him back in full. Of course I keep busy with things besides work. My main interest now is Heero's recovery.
Of course! I forgot the most important thing of all. After the battle Allen decided that Heero would be spared and put into a sort of modest prison until he was deemed fit to rejoin society. At first it seemed as though the former High Lord would never recover but I am growing more and more assured that he will be released within a few years. It has taken a long time, but Heero is finally on the road of recovery. Through much therapy and many hours of visiting from myself, he has finally admitted the errors of his ways as well as ridding himself of his nightmares. I truly believe that Heero has come to repent his actions and understands the reasons why what he did was wrong. Though it is only an opinion, I believe the real problem was with years of abuse from his father who, from what I've heard, was a downright evil man who deserved the fate he received.
I guess that's about it. I have an appointment to visit Heero and the nurses say he is well enough to go outside today. He hasn't had one of his little "fits" in well over a month and I feel safe in saying that we may have seen the last of his outbursts. I plan to update you more often now, diary, so I'm sure you'll hear about what happens today in the near future.
Joyfully yours,
Duo Maxwell
Heero eagerly slung his feet over his bed and began putting on his walking shoes. Duo was coming today and they had plans to go hiking along one of the rivers which emptied out near Palas. It had taken him many months to get used to the relaxed lifestyle he now led, without the constant burden of leadership and the nightmares which pushed him to work harder. He had even gotten used to the numerous visits from his psychiatrist and the various doctors assigned to check up on him. In truth Heero was grateful for the help and relieved that he was able to find peace after a state of turbulence that had lasted for so long. In particular he was thankful for Duo who found time to visit him practically every day. To be honest with himself, he was actually happy in the beautiful country of Asturia surrounded by people who cared about him.
A sharp knock sounded at the door and Heero finished tying his boots quickly. "One moment," he called out, walking over to the door. Pulling it open, Heero saw one of the guards which frequently stopped by to check on him standing there. "What do you want?" Heero asked somewhat annoyed by the unexpected visitor.
To his surprise, the Asturian soldier dropped to the ground at his feet, a bloody gash running all across his back, and another figure stepped into the room. Heero's eyes widened at the figure before him and he stumbled backwards, nearly falling to the floor in his shock.
It was impossible! He was dead and had been for many years. But there he was, standing before him exactly as Heero remembered. It was the same long dark cloak. The same tall, lean figure. The same pale skin and gray hair. And the eyes, unchanged from as long as Heero could remember, mere slits like that of a cat or serpent. Dangerous and dark eyes which could see right through a person and read their very soul and essence.
"Father," Heero stuttered, his normally strong persona fading away instantly, "I- I..."
Without warning, the dark man raised a hand and slapped Heero across the face, long and hard. The strength behind the blow caused the teenager to stumble and he slowly raised his head to meet his father's eyes, ignoring the welt that was already beginning to form on his face. The other man's expression was as cold as ice and Heero involuntarily whimpered, numerous past beating flashing through his mind.
"Heero Yuy," Vicious's voice was quiet and low, apathetic to all things, "I am very... very disappointed in you."
To be continued...