This is just a idea I had one day and I thought that I'd put it on FF to see what you guys think of it. Don't tell me you like it just to be honest. I want you all to be brutally honest. Got it? Okay! Well, as you may or may not already know, I'm Angel (or you can call me Pixie. Either one you want.) and I'm dirt-poor. So, I couldn't possibly own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. That means that I own no one in this fic unless I tell you that I do.
People I don't own: Anyone from Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon or any other anime I put in here.
People I DO own: Leo and the barmaid and the girls in the dim room (with the exception of the one in front. I definatly don't own her.)
Well, now that that's all covered, we can get on with the story!
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*.....* thinking
#....# writting or the conents of a letter
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Chapter 1- The beginning of freedom
The heat of the night was playing tricks on the young man's mind. He found himself wanting.....Wanting what? He wasn't quite sure. Heck, he wasn't sure of his name right now! If only that stupid barmaid would stop pouring him more and more moonshine...
"How about another one, big boy," the barmaid asked flirtously, batting her brown eyes at him.
"No more," he said, getting up and putting down some money to pay for the twenty-one other drinks he had earlier.
He made his way out into the night air and breathed deep. Since he was a stranger to this land, he had absolutely no clue where he was going. For awhile, he just walked to wherever his feet were going to take him. Then, upon hearing people cheering and yelling and screaming and seeing them crowding around one building, the young man decided to see what all of the commotion was about.
"Like to try your luck, son," asked a man in his later fourties, seemingly appearing out of thin air beside the young man.
"What are you going on about," the young man asked in an annoyed voice.
"Do you gamble," the man asked. Without waiting for an answer, he continued. "Care to try your luck?"
"What are we playing for," the young man asked, semi-suspiciously.
"Fablous prizes," the elder man answered, escorting the young man towards a table.
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From the darkness of a small and dim room, several young women looked out at the crowd nervously. One woman with brown hair and green eyes looked on in disgust.
*What a world,* she thought bitterly to herself. *We can stay here and be abused for eternity or we can be won and made to be slaves. And we don't even get to choose. Hopefully, I'll get my chance to run soon.*
The young woman swept her emerald eyes over the other women in the room. Their spirits had been broken long ago and they seemed not to care about anything anymore. She pitied them with all of her heart.
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"You've won, kid," the old man cried, slapping the young man on the back. "Come on, follow me."
"Where are we going," the young man asked, following the older man towards a door.
"My name is Leo, son," the old man said. "Now you'll be claiming your prize. Let's go!"
Leo opened the door and from inside there were several screams and the sounds of people scurrying. Leo thre the door wide open and the young man peered inside. What he saw surprised him.
He was looking into the fearful eyes of several young women. They were all huddled in a corner with one woman standing, almost protectively, defiantly in front of them all. Her green eyes burned iwth hatred as she looked from Leo to the young man.
"Take your pick from the lot...What did you say your name was," Leo asked, scratching his head.
"I didn't say," the young man said. "But it's Wufei."
"Alright, Wufei," Leo said. "Take your pick."
Wufei looked around carefully at each woman. He didn't know what to do now. Did he really want a slave? Did he really have a choice?
"Want me to choose for you," Leo asked, giving Wufei a toothy grin.
"Whatever," was Wufei's muttered reply.
Leo rushed foward and grabbed the girl in front by her wrist. He held her arms behind her back and bound her wrists with a rope. She struggled the best that she could, but it was no use. Leo soon brought her over to Wufei.
"This one's a firecracker," Leo said, struggling to keep his hold on the spirited young woman. "But someone like you should be able to break her soon. Have fun!"
Leo handed Wufei the rope to lead the girl and escorted the two of them out of the room.
"Do you have a name, onna," Wufei asked, addressing the young woman who wouldn't even look his way.
She kept walking and stayed completly silent. Leo smirked slightly as Wufei tried to make conversation with the fiesty brunette.
"That one's not much of a conversationalist," Leo said.
"How so," Wufei asked, his curiousity peaked by this young woman.
"Since we brought her here, she hasn't really said a word," Leo explained. "We were wondering if she was a mutem but it seems that she was muttering something under her breath just before she attacked one of the guards. Poor deilliousonal man thought that he was attacked by some kind of thunder dragon."
"Where did you get her," Wufei asked, looking the girl over.
"Bought her from some slave traders, just like the rest of those girls," Leo said. "Well, it's been nice doing bussiness with you, young man."
"Sure," Wufei said stiffly.
He walked out into the chilly night air with the young woman.
"If I take this rope off are you going to run," Wufei asked.
The young woman turned her stunning emerald eyes on Wufei. This woman was simply captivating. Her eyes held so much pride. She looked a bit defeated, but also looked as if she wouldn't give up without a fight. She studied his face for a moment before giving a negative shake of her head.
Wufei moved her bonds and fully expected her to run. But strangely, she didn't make a move. That is, until Wufei made a slight grab for her wrist so he could lead her across the busy street. She jerked her arm away and jumped backwards into a fighting stance.
"I won't fight you, onna," Wufei snorted. "I don't fight bleeding hearts or women."
Wufei thought that he heard her say something, but never found out for sure, because she lunged foward and kicked him in the stomach, bringing the Chineese man to his knees. With that, she ran off into the night.
After a few deep breaths, Wufei was up again and in prusuit of the woman. Faintly, he could hear horns honking and people screaming, but he wasn't apying attention to it at all. The only thing that he was concerned with was finding the woman. And soon he did find her.
As he turned another corner, he saw her knocking out the last of some twenty-one gangsters. Sure enough, she heard him behind her and started to turn towards him so she could have a good, clean shot at him.
Quickly, he pinned her arms to her chest and pinned her to his chest. For a few moments, she struggled against him. But then she gave up and her whole body ceased movement. Wufei looked into her face. The girl had passed out!
with some slight difficulties, Wufei heaved the tall brunette onto his back {imagine that: Wufei giving someone a piggyback ride! I'd die laughing or from disbelief if I saw that!} and set off down the street to find his car.
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A few hours later, Wufei parked his car in the desert sand and watched the sunrise.
"Beautiful," the girl sighed.
Wufei's head snapped in her direction. He hadn't even known that she was awake. And she'd actually spoken! How long had she been awake in the passanger's seat?
"You talk," Wufei asked. The girl merely shrugged. "What's your name," Wufei questioned for the second time that day.
Leaving his questioned unanswered once more, she turned to the window, which was all fogged up. Carefully, she started to spell out a word. L-I-T-A was the what she spelled.
"Lita? You're name's Lita," Wufei asked. She nodded. "Well, Lita, my name is Wufei Chang. You can call me Wufei. I'm taking you to my friend's mansion where I stay sometimes. We'll figure out what to do with you from there."
Lita grabbed a napking from the dashboard and soon found a pen. On the napkin she wrote: #What do you mean by that?#
"Well, I have duties and responsibilites and I don't have time to take care of some woman," Wufei explained.
Once more, she wrote a message on the napkin. This time it read:
#Well, if you don't want me, why'd you play for me?#
"I didn't know what I was playing for," Wufei said.
#Thank you,# she wrote.
"What for," Wufei asked in confusion.
#For saving me from that nightmare,# she wrote. #I'd tried for countless to escape from Leo and those horrid men and that prison. I'm indebted to you for saving me.#
"You're welcome," Wufei said before he started his car up again and let out a sigh. *I'm free,* she thought, right before she curled up once more and drifted off to sleep feeling the gentle swaying of the car.
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Well, there's the first chapter. Let me know what you guys think of it, please. I'm trying to keep this short, so, Later Days, Loyal Readers. REVIEW!
People I don't own: Anyone from Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon or any other anime I put in here.
People I DO own: Leo and the barmaid and the girls in the dim room (with the exception of the one in front. I definatly don't own her.)
Well, now that that's all covered, we can get on with the story!
"...." speaking
*.....* thinking
#....# writting or the conents of a letter
~*~*~ cut scene
~~~~ end of my disclaimer or end of a chapter
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Chapter 1- The beginning of freedom
The heat of the night was playing tricks on the young man's mind. He found himself wanting.....Wanting what? He wasn't quite sure. Heck, he wasn't sure of his name right now! If only that stupid barmaid would stop pouring him more and more moonshine...
"How about another one, big boy," the barmaid asked flirtously, batting her brown eyes at him.
"No more," he said, getting up and putting down some money to pay for the twenty-one other drinks he had earlier.
He made his way out into the night air and breathed deep. Since he was a stranger to this land, he had absolutely no clue where he was going. For awhile, he just walked to wherever his feet were going to take him. Then, upon hearing people cheering and yelling and screaming and seeing them crowding around one building, the young man decided to see what all of the commotion was about.
"Like to try your luck, son," asked a man in his later fourties, seemingly appearing out of thin air beside the young man.
"What are you going on about," the young man asked in an annoyed voice.
"Do you gamble," the man asked. Without waiting for an answer, he continued. "Care to try your luck?"
"What are we playing for," the young man asked, semi-suspiciously.
"Fablous prizes," the elder man answered, escorting the young man towards a table.
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From the darkness of a small and dim room, several young women looked out at the crowd nervously. One woman with brown hair and green eyes looked on in disgust.
*What a world,* she thought bitterly to herself. *We can stay here and be abused for eternity or we can be won and made to be slaves. And we don't even get to choose. Hopefully, I'll get my chance to run soon.*
The young woman swept her emerald eyes over the other women in the room. Their spirits had been broken long ago and they seemed not to care about anything anymore. She pitied them with all of her heart.
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"You've won, kid," the old man cried, slapping the young man on the back. "Come on, follow me."
"Where are we going," the young man asked, following the older man towards a door.
"My name is Leo, son," the old man said. "Now you'll be claiming your prize. Let's go!"
Leo opened the door and from inside there were several screams and the sounds of people scurrying. Leo thre the door wide open and the young man peered inside. What he saw surprised him.
He was looking into the fearful eyes of several young women. They were all huddled in a corner with one woman standing, almost protectively, defiantly in front of them all. Her green eyes burned iwth hatred as she looked from Leo to the young man.
"Take your pick from the lot...What did you say your name was," Leo asked, scratching his head.
"I didn't say," the young man said. "But it's Wufei."
"Alright, Wufei," Leo said. "Take your pick."
Wufei looked around carefully at each woman. He didn't know what to do now. Did he really want a slave? Did he really have a choice?
"Want me to choose for you," Leo asked, giving Wufei a toothy grin.
"Whatever," was Wufei's muttered reply.
Leo rushed foward and grabbed the girl in front by her wrist. He held her arms behind her back and bound her wrists with a rope. She struggled the best that she could, but it was no use. Leo soon brought her over to Wufei.
"This one's a firecracker," Leo said, struggling to keep his hold on the spirited young woman. "But someone like you should be able to break her soon. Have fun!"
Leo handed Wufei the rope to lead the girl and escorted the two of them out of the room.
"Do you have a name, onna," Wufei asked, addressing the young woman who wouldn't even look his way.
She kept walking and stayed completly silent. Leo smirked slightly as Wufei tried to make conversation with the fiesty brunette.
"That one's not much of a conversationalist," Leo said.
"How so," Wufei asked, his curiousity peaked by this young woman.
"Since we brought her here, she hasn't really said a word," Leo explained. "We were wondering if she was a mutem but it seems that she was muttering something under her breath just before she attacked one of the guards. Poor deilliousonal man thought that he was attacked by some kind of thunder dragon."
"Where did you get her," Wufei asked, looking the girl over.
"Bought her from some slave traders, just like the rest of those girls," Leo said. "Well, it's been nice doing bussiness with you, young man."
"Sure," Wufei said stiffly.
He walked out into the chilly night air with the young woman.
"If I take this rope off are you going to run," Wufei asked.
The young woman turned her stunning emerald eyes on Wufei. This woman was simply captivating. Her eyes held so much pride. She looked a bit defeated, but also looked as if she wouldn't give up without a fight. She studied his face for a moment before giving a negative shake of her head.
Wufei moved her bonds and fully expected her to run. But strangely, she didn't make a move. That is, until Wufei made a slight grab for her wrist so he could lead her across the busy street. She jerked her arm away and jumped backwards into a fighting stance.
"I won't fight you, onna," Wufei snorted. "I don't fight bleeding hearts or women."
Wufei thought that he heard her say something, but never found out for sure, because she lunged foward and kicked him in the stomach, bringing the Chineese man to his knees. With that, she ran off into the night.
After a few deep breaths, Wufei was up again and in prusuit of the woman. Faintly, he could hear horns honking and people screaming, but he wasn't apying attention to it at all. The only thing that he was concerned with was finding the woman. And soon he did find her.
As he turned another corner, he saw her knocking out the last of some twenty-one gangsters. Sure enough, she heard him behind her and started to turn towards him so she could have a good, clean shot at him.
Quickly, he pinned her arms to her chest and pinned her to his chest. For a few moments, she struggled against him. But then she gave up and her whole body ceased movement. Wufei looked into her face. The girl had passed out!
with some slight difficulties, Wufei heaved the tall brunette onto his back {imagine that: Wufei giving someone a piggyback ride! I'd die laughing or from disbelief if I saw that!} and set off down the street to find his car.
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A few hours later, Wufei parked his car in the desert sand and watched the sunrise.
"Beautiful," the girl sighed.
Wufei's head snapped in her direction. He hadn't even known that she was awake. And she'd actually spoken! How long had she been awake in the passanger's seat?
"You talk," Wufei asked. The girl merely shrugged. "What's your name," Wufei questioned for the second time that day.
Leaving his questioned unanswered once more, she turned to the window, which was all fogged up. Carefully, she started to spell out a word. L-I-T-A was the what she spelled.
"Lita? You're name's Lita," Wufei asked. She nodded. "Well, Lita, my name is Wufei Chang. You can call me Wufei. I'm taking you to my friend's mansion where I stay sometimes. We'll figure out what to do with you from there."
Lita grabbed a napking from the dashboard and soon found a pen. On the napkin she wrote: #What do you mean by that?#
"Well, I have duties and responsibilites and I don't have time to take care of some woman," Wufei explained.
Once more, she wrote a message on the napkin. This time it read:
#Well, if you don't want me, why'd you play for me?#
"I didn't know what I was playing for," Wufei said.
#Thank you,# she wrote.
"What for," Wufei asked in confusion.
#For saving me from that nightmare,# she wrote. #I'd tried for countless to escape from Leo and those horrid men and that prison. I'm indebted to you for saving me.#
"You're welcome," Wufei said before he started his car up again and let out a sigh. *I'm free,* she thought, right before she curled up once more and drifted off to sleep feeling the gentle swaying of the car.
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Well, there's the first chapter. Let me know what you guys think of it, please. I'm trying to keep this short, so, Later Days, Loyal Readers. REVIEW!