6/24/02
Heero, the Slayer
Heero the Slayer, dressed in a heavy armor with real feather, Angel Wings. His breast plate is silver with a yellow lime like large oval over his heart. Silver shoulder pads, and red with gold trimmed sleeves from his shoulder pads. He doesn't wear any chainmail, his legs are done in silver armor or in thigh high brown boots and his hands wore black gloves with the exposed fingers. Anyone who dares steps into his deathly ice blue glare will die or become weak in the knees, or that's most of the reactions from the girls.
Heero was eightteen, he was to be married at least by sixteen. His father, Trieze, begged for Heero to become married soon, since death happened so early in life and often. If Heero were to die with no son of his own then his conflicting cousin, Trowa would rule over their land. But soon Heero was to travel to, Milliarndo Kingdom, to meet the princess Relena.
Relena, her father, Zechs, lived peacefully in the kingdom named after their first king. She was head over heals with the stories of Heero's many victories over men and Dragons. She wanted to be posted of everything he did and was most of the time. She was estatic when she learned that Heero was going to visit and stay for about a month. She ran to tell her two brothers of the news.
"Duo! Quatre!"
"We heard, sister."
Quatre turned and smiled as Duo turned and looked back. "Heero is comming! He'll be here! I get to see his eyes. Everyone says that his eyes are like a hell fire blue! Isn't that just darring?" Duo looked back out over the land not carring as Quatre smiled, "Yes, I heard many a tale of him. I'm sure he'll be glad to meet you." Relena giggled as she ran off and Quatre sighed watching her with a smile.
"She is quite happy. So aren't you excited to meet him too, Duo?"
Duo looked nothing like his father or siblings. They were blonde with blue eyes, he was a brunette with nothing but pure violet eyes. His nose at the end slightly stuck up, maybe he was somewhat of an Irish descent. He inhereted his looks from their mother, who passed away years ago. He was a joker but acted cold to certain few.
"I don't care.. He can get eaten by a Dragon for all I care."
"Duo, don't be so morbid. You will meet his sister, Hilde."
Quatre was always quiet, timid, shy, he was told that his mother was like that as well. "And you too." Duo snapped back as Quatre remembered, both are princes and one of them may marry Hilde if all doesn't go well with Heero and Relena. "Yes. I forgot.." Duo left the balcony as he mostly wore black and red robes. Quatre wore between white to light blue, Relena wore more of the femine colors, pastels, pinks, lavenders.
Heero was dressed in his armor as his sister came towards him laughing. "What?" He stared at her as she wore a dark blue dress with some gold trimming. "You don't need to wear armor every where you go, Heero." Heero frowned and turned back to his task of setting the sattle on the horse. "What do you think they're like?"
"I don't know.."
Heero sat on his horse as Hilde went inside the carriage as gaurds were at all sides, Heero led them. Heero grew bored as the evening was nearing, "I will ride on ahead, don't worry about me." Heero clicked his heals against the black horse as the horse responded by running. The wind increased, making Heero's flowy wings spread as some feathers fell off and flew away slowly.
Heero saw ahead a dark figure, seated on a white horse with mocca patches. He held a black steel tipped lance in his right hand. It stood blocking the way, as Heero stopped his horse. "Move, a carriage is comming." The figure didn't speak as his horse slightly side stepped but not enough for Heero to get through. "Are you the Gaurdian of this kingdom? I am Heero, I am to be expected of."
The figure didn't speak, his armor was gold plated and black satin sleeve hung from his silver shoulder pads. He had a chainmail skirt and black armor on his legs, his sheild was black, silver, and gold as he held his lance up and began to charge at Heero. The dark figure held a black helmet with bat wings at the sides, when he ran he too had white bat wings, mocking Heero's own wings.
The figure dodge Heero dropping the lance and turning around. Heero turned and saw his attacker reveal his sword. Heero removed his as they both charged each other. Their wings opened up and a clashing sound was made as they ran twenty paces away before turning around. "YOU FOOL! WHO ARE YOU?!" Heero shouted as his right wing was cut and blood spots were shown on the soft white.
"Death..."
The figure charged once more as Heero returned the movement. The attacker jumped off his horse and tackled Heero off his. There was a pounding sound as Heero hit the breast plate of his attacker. Heero was knocked off his horse and on his back with a heavy hard thud. Heero was dazed for a second as his attacker seemed frozen, Heero stared back before he shoved his attacker off.
The figure rolled over and springing quickly to his feet even in his heavy armor, "We'll meet again, i'm sure." And the dark figure opened his right hand and blew what only seemed to be white power mixed with glitter. After he blew it off his black gloved hand, it exploded as Heero protected his face. When the dust settled he was alone, he turned and saw the carriage only a few feet away.
"Heero? Are you all right?"
Hilde called from the window as Heero grunted and grew a snarl.
"We will meet again.."
-End. Spazmastic speaks: So what'cha think? ^__^ I just got the idea today (6/24/02). Tell me what ya' think! ^___^
Heero, the Slayer
Heero the Slayer, dressed in a heavy armor with real feather, Angel Wings. His breast plate is silver with a yellow lime like large oval over his heart. Silver shoulder pads, and red with gold trimmed sleeves from his shoulder pads. He doesn't wear any chainmail, his legs are done in silver armor or in thigh high brown boots and his hands wore black gloves with the exposed fingers. Anyone who dares steps into his deathly ice blue glare will die or become weak in the knees, or that's most of the reactions from the girls.
Heero was eightteen, he was to be married at least by sixteen. His father, Trieze, begged for Heero to become married soon, since death happened so early in life and often. If Heero were to die with no son of his own then his conflicting cousin, Trowa would rule over their land. But soon Heero was to travel to, Milliarndo Kingdom, to meet the princess Relena.
Relena, her father, Zechs, lived peacefully in the kingdom named after their first king. She was head over heals with the stories of Heero's many victories over men and Dragons. She wanted to be posted of everything he did and was most of the time. She was estatic when she learned that Heero was going to visit and stay for about a month. She ran to tell her two brothers of the news.
"Duo! Quatre!"
"We heard, sister."
Quatre turned and smiled as Duo turned and looked back. "Heero is comming! He'll be here! I get to see his eyes. Everyone says that his eyes are like a hell fire blue! Isn't that just darring?" Duo looked back out over the land not carring as Quatre smiled, "Yes, I heard many a tale of him. I'm sure he'll be glad to meet you." Relena giggled as she ran off and Quatre sighed watching her with a smile.
"She is quite happy. So aren't you excited to meet him too, Duo?"
Duo looked nothing like his father or siblings. They were blonde with blue eyes, he was a brunette with nothing but pure violet eyes. His nose at the end slightly stuck up, maybe he was somewhat of an Irish descent. He inhereted his looks from their mother, who passed away years ago. He was a joker but acted cold to certain few.
"I don't care.. He can get eaten by a Dragon for all I care."
"Duo, don't be so morbid. You will meet his sister, Hilde."
Quatre was always quiet, timid, shy, he was told that his mother was like that as well. "And you too." Duo snapped back as Quatre remembered, both are princes and one of them may marry Hilde if all doesn't go well with Heero and Relena. "Yes. I forgot.." Duo left the balcony as he mostly wore black and red robes. Quatre wore between white to light blue, Relena wore more of the femine colors, pastels, pinks, lavenders.
Heero was dressed in his armor as his sister came towards him laughing. "What?" He stared at her as she wore a dark blue dress with some gold trimming. "You don't need to wear armor every where you go, Heero." Heero frowned and turned back to his task of setting the sattle on the horse. "What do you think they're like?"
"I don't know.."
Heero sat on his horse as Hilde went inside the carriage as gaurds were at all sides, Heero led them. Heero grew bored as the evening was nearing, "I will ride on ahead, don't worry about me." Heero clicked his heals against the black horse as the horse responded by running. The wind increased, making Heero's flowy wings spread as some feathers fell off and flew away slowly.
Heero saw ahead a dark figure, seated on a white horse with mocca patches. He held a black steel tipped lance in his right hand. It stood blocking the way, as Heero stopped his horse. "Move, a carriage is comming." The figure didn't speak as his horse slightly side stepped but not enough for Heero to get through. "Are you the Gaurdian of this kingdom? I am Heero, I am to be expected of."
The figure didn't speak, his armor was gold plated and black satin sleeve hung from his silver shoulder pads. He had a chainmail skirt and black armor on his legs, his sheild was black, silver, and gold as he held his lance up and began to charge at Heero. The dark figure held a black helmet with bat wings at the sides, when he ran he too had white bat wings, mocking Heero's own wings.
The figure dodge Heero dropping the lance and turning around. Heero turned and saw his attacker reveal his sword. Heero removed his as they both charged each other. Their wings opened up and a clashing sound was made as they ran twenty paces away before turning around. "YOU FOOL! WHO ARE YOU?!" Heero shouted as his right wing was cut and blood spots were shown on the soft white.
"Death..."
The figure charged once more as Heero returned the movement. The attacker jumped off his horse and tackled Heero off his. There was a pounding sound as Heero hit the breast plate of his attacker. Heero was knocked off his horse and on his back with a heavy hard thud. Heero was dazed for a second as his attacker seemed frozen, Heero stared back before he shoved his attacker off.
The figure rolled over and springing quickly to his feet even in his heavy armor, "We'll meet again, i'm sure." And the dark figure opened his right hand and blew what only seemed to be white power mixed with glitter. After he blew it off his black gloved hand, it exploded as Heero protected his face. When the dust settled he was alone, he turned and saw the carriage only a few feet away.
"Heero? Are you all right?"
Hilde called from the window as Heero grunted and grew a snarl.
"We will meet again.."
-End. Spazmastic speaks: So what'cha think? ^__^ I just got the idea today (6/24/02). Tell me what ya' think! ^___^