Deserve to Die
This is yet another chappie with an uncreative name, sorry all! Thanx to little-wings, holly and Lorimlowe2 for reviewing! This might be a bit strange but I hope you guys like it! And sorry it's short! I promise I'll make my next chappie longer, somehow.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, only the girls.
Chapter 9 - Cillas
"Do you see them?" Cillas shouted over the roaring of the wind. Anike squinted her eyes and looked over the horizon and then turned back to her. Cillas's raven hair had escaped from her band and was flapping wildly.
"There's nothing to see!" she shouted back, "It's all snow for miles and miles. Do you see anything?" "Would I be asking you if I did?" she retorted and Anike rolled her eyes as another blast of wind nearly toppled her over. She opened her mouth to reply but Cillas suddenly tensed and held up a hand to stop her. She paused in her feline stance and that straightened. "Did you hear that?" she asked. The wind was letting up and they were making the most of the opportunity while they could. It was still snowing and still chillingly cold but at least they could hear each other. "Hear what? I don't hear nothing." "Do you ever? Listen for once." Anike strained her ears but couldn't make out anything. "There's nothing there," she said frowning and then she heard it, a soft muffled coughing in the distance. "I hear it!" she said excitedly. "I'm going to see what it is, you stay here and wait for the others." She gestured to their five empty Gundams. Anike sat down grudgingly. "Fine, but get back as soon as you know." Cillas dismissed this with a wave of her hand. "Whatever." Anike shivered. She had a bad feeling about this.
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Cillas pulled her collar higher and kept her head low. She was sure if she lifted it, the gale would snap it completely from her neck. It ruffled her now even more messed up hair and she dragged her fingers through it, trying to get rid of the tangles.
She was still heading towards the coughing sounds and they were getting louder. Her feet made soft thuds in the melting, slipping snow as she neared her target.
Then she stopped. In front of her lay the ruins of Altron. Though the paint had been stripped off it, and parts of it were unrecognisable, and other parts were almost non- existent, she could still make out the fading aura.
She walked up to it and touched the gundanium that was still warm from recent use. In her mind's eye she could see Wufei, bent low over the controls. She could feel the thrill, the hate, the anger, the pain. But again she could feel no fear. But then, where did his fear go?
Suddenly, she felt the chill of steel on her back. "Don't touch me," a voice said. She froze. "Wufei?" she asked softly. "Don't touch me," he said again and she lifted her hand away from Altron. The connection cracked. She felt the tug and then the slip as the gun dropped to the ground. Sensing his distress, she turned and caught him in mid-fall.
She gave with his weight and sank slowly to her knees. She turned him over carefully to a more comfortable position. She stared at him for a moment. He looked and felt like he was carved of ice.
Slipping her overcoat off, she covered him with it but it roused him and a hacking cough wracked through his body. He looked like what he was, sick. His face was drained of colour and his face was twisted in an expression of agony. He coughed again and turned his head to the side as blood escaped from his lips. She involuntarily slid the back of her hand over his chin to wipe it away.
Then, without warning, his eyes snapped open and he stared into her eyes. She stared back but he had caught her unprepared and he saw the eyes under the mask. Then he looked to the side and coughed again. He sounded like someone was sitting on his chest and was pushing a bar into his neck.
"Are you okay?" she asked uneasily. He sat up slowly. "I'll live," he said grimly between coughs, "No thanks to you." It came out harsher than he intended and he kicked himself when Cillas flinched and backed away.
He examined her guardedly but she had lost her superior air and it was just her, just Cillas, nothing else. He watched as she curled up and rested her chin on her knees. She reminded him of a young horse that would bolt at any minute. But the thing that caught him unaware was that she looked scared and small. Her hair shadowed her face and she looked like she just wanted to run away. He coughed again and she looked up, startled.
He suddenly realised that she was wearing a sleeveless. In the snow. On closer inspection, frost was actually starting to form in her hair and on her fingers. He then realised that he had her jacket and sighing, he half stood, then gave up and crept over to her and threw it over her shoulders.
She looked at him curiously and he said flatly, "You'll freeze." She was silent for a while and then she said, "So will you." "I'll be fine," he said and then started to cough violently. "Yeah, right," Cillas said trying to get angry at him. But she didn't have the energy and thought it was kind of sweet. She moved closer so the coat covered both of them. "There. Happy now?" she said rolling her eyes. Wufei was less than happy but said nothing. Cillas just smiled and shook her head.
She was close enough to breathe in his smell and found it was dark and metallic and smelt faintly of alcohol. She disapproved but thought he also had a nice scent that was like fresh air.
She grasped at a picture that suddenly flashed through her mind and kept hold of it until her vision cleared. For a split second she could see a field of flowers covered in blood and then it was gone.
She turned to look at Wufei and wondered where he had had that memory but found he was asleep. She grinned. He looked cute and peaceful. She was interrupted when he coughed again and choked.
She frowned. She hoped that he didn't have any internal injuries of any sort. She'd never forgive herself if he did. She leaned back against the wall of rock and soon fell asleep.
They woke leaning on each other.
So what do you guys think? Please review ~ I'll update soon!
This is yet another chappie with an uncreative name, sorry all! Thanx to little-wings, holly and Lorimlowe2 for reviewing! This might be a bit strange but I hope you guys like it! And sorry it's short! I promise I'll make my next chappie longer, somehow.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, only the girls.
Chapter 9 - Cillas
"Do you see them?" Cillas shouted over the roaring of the wind. Anike squinted her eyes and looked over the horizon and then turned back to her. Cillas's raven hair had escaped from her band and was flapping wildly.
"There's nothing to see!" she shouted back, "It's all snow for miles and miles. Do you see anything?" "Would I be asking you if I did?" she retorted and Anike rolled her eyes as another blast of wind nearly toppled her over. She opened her mouth to reply but Cillas suddenly tensed and held up a hand to stop her. She paused in her feline stance and that straightened. "Did you hear that?" she asked. The wind was letting up and they were making the most of the opportunity while they could. It was still snowing and still chillingly cold but at least they could hear each other. "Hear what? I don't hear nothing." "Do you ever? Listen for once." Anike strained her ears but couldn't make out anything. "There's nothing there," she said frowning and then she heard it, a soft muffled coughing in the distance. "I hear it!" she said excitedly. "I'm going to see what it is, you stay here and wait for the others." She gestured to their five empty Gundams. Anike sat down grudgingly. "Fine, but get back as soon as you know." Cillas dismissed this with a wave of her hand. "Whatever." Anike shivered. She had a bad feeling about this.
~*~*~*~*~
Cillas pulled her collar higher and kept her head low. She was sure if she lifted it, the gale would snap it completely from her neck. It ruffled her now even more messed up hair and she dragged her fingers through it, trying to get rid of the tangles.
She was still heading towards the coughing sounds and they were getting louder. Her feet made soft thuds in the melting, slipping snow as she neared her target.
Then she stopped. In front of her lay the ruins of Altron. Though the paint had been stripped off it, and parts of it were unrecognisable, and other parts were almost non- existent, she could still make out the fading aura.
She walked up to it and touched the gundanium that was still warm from recent use. In her mind's eye she could see Wufei, bent low over the controls. She could feel the thrill, the hate, the anger, the pain. But again she could feel no fear. But then, where did his fear go?
Suddenly, she felt the chill of steel on her back. "Don't touch me," a voice said. She froze. "Wufei?" she asked softly. "Don't touch me," he said again and she lifted her hand away from Altron. The connection cracked. She felt the tug and then the slip as the gun dropped to the ground. Sensing his distress, she turned and caught him in mid-fall.
She gave with his weight and sank slowly to her knees. She turned him over carefully to a more comfortable position. She stared at him for a moment. He looked and felt like he was carved of ice.
Slipping her overcoat off, she covered him with it but it roused him and a hacking cough wracked through his body. He looked like what he was, sick. His face was drained of colour and his face was twisted in an expression of agony. He coughed again and turned his head to the side as blood escaped from his lips. She involuntarily slid the back of her hand over his chin to wipe it away.
Then, without warning, his eyes snapped open and he stared into her eyes. She stared back but he had caught her unprepared and he saw the eyes under the mask. Then he looked to the side and coughed again. He sounded like someone was sitting on his chest and was pushing a bar into his neck.
"Are you okay?" she asked uneasily. He sat up slowly. "I'll live," he said grimly between coughs, "No thanks to you." It came out harsher than he intended and he kicked himself when Cillas flinched and backed away.
He examined her guardedly but she had lost her superior air and it was just her, just Cillas, nothing else. He watched as she curled up and rested her chin on her knees. She reminded him of a young horse that would bolt at any minute. But the thing that caught him unaware was that she looked scared and small. Her hair shadowed her face and she looked like she just wanted to run away. He coughed again and she looked up, startled.
He suddenly realised that she was wearing a sleeveless. In the snow. On closer inspection, frost was actually starting to form in her hair and on her fingers. He then realised that he had her jacket and sighing, he half stood, then gave up and crept over to her and threw it over her shoulders.
She looked at him curiously and he said flatly, "You'll freeze." She was silent for a while and then she said, "So will you." "I'll be fine," he said and then started to cough violently. "Yeah, right," Cillas said trying to get angry at him. But she didn't have the energy and thought it was kind of sweet. She moved closer so the coat covered both of them. "There. Happy now?" she said rolling her eyes. Wufei was less than happy but said nothing. Cillas just smiled and shook her head.
She was close enough to breathe in his smell and found it was dark and metallic and smelt faintly of alcohol. She disapproved but thought he also had a nice scent that was like fresh air.
She grasped at a picture that suddenly flashed through her mind and kept hold of it until her vision cleared. For a split second she could see a field of flowers covered in blood and then it was gone.
She turned to look at Wufei and wondered where he had had that memory but found he was asleep. She grinned. He looked cute and peaceful. She was interrupted when he coughed again and choked.
She frowned. She hoped that he didn't have any internal injuries of any sort. She'd never forgive herself if he did. She leaned back against the wall of rock and soon fell asleep.
They woke leaning on each other.
So what do you guys think? Please review ~ I'll update soon!