Richmond High School 17: Intro to Emily

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Have you ever seen someone die? No, that's not the right question to ask in our case, now is it? Have you ever seen someone tortured slowly to death? I know I have.

Fear of the end in their eyes; and pain shining from the same pair of eyes. Pain from which you inflict or watch someone do your dirty work for you. Which is more fun? I couldn't tell you, because I care nothing for a pointless death, but a death in revenge that warms my blood.

We can't forget that we are talking about human beings now, filled with emotions and thoughts. If that really makes you human. So people die in many different ways, and you never know where someone falls until you try to kill them. Oh, there are those who are hopeless Romanic hero's; even as death creeps over their skin they cling to life. They still believe that someone, the hero, is going to crash though the window and save their life and the day. Or the fighters who will push you to the edge with them, even in the end, like Giles Cory's 'more weight'. Should I hate these or rejoice that there are some left in this society of fakes and fades? But let's not forget the helpless, and don't get me wrong or confused on how I word it. Remember that these people I kill or order to kill are gun bearing, muscled assassins men and women, oh no, they are never helpless to normal people or to us even. No, they're helpless in a sense of death, were they don't want to fight anymore, and were they kiss and sleep with death. I detest these kinds of people on one pure fact: they don't fear you or their own death.

Now if Duo Maxwell where to be killed, where would he fit in? A hopeless Romanic, a fighter, or would he want his death after he has killed so many.

Though I must really thank the doctors for all their forced help, but its to bad their desire to kill him has changed over the years. But that's fine by me, I want to kill him myself. I want to plunge the knife in his soft skin, hard, deep and fast. Listing to his beautiful screams over and over. My desire to kill him has not changed over the years, and it never will be satisfied, even with his death.

Tonight, everything will come full circle. He has killed my father and tried for me, but now I will kill him. Finish what he could not do. Does it really matter what the facts are now? Of course it does, and soon I will hear what is true, from the mouth of death. I know this is soon to happen, because Richard and a younger boy walk through the doors.

Heero Yuy, now I can see why Richard would lust after him, but he went through so much just to get his hands on him. Was it really worth it, Richard? That's his life and not mine. So I say nothing, but this Yuy looks to be trouble. Yet, this is also the boy that Duo is coming after so I have a flick of affection towards this blue-eyed, Japanese boy. I really have to stop questioning myself.

" Richard, so nice to see you on this wondrous day." I said, not standing up. Heero watches me with his blue eyes, while Richard pushed his red hair out of his face.

" Emily, you can still call this off you know?" He said. I still don't understand this man. He would kill someone to get to Heero, but he doesn't like to kill other wise. Well, that is the way of the Red Dragon, but why where you kicked out Richard. Why where you exiled with a bounty on you head?

"No," I say getting up from my chair. I'm the shortest person in the room; but then again I am around men all the time. That is fine by me, makes me look harmless.

We leave the room, walking down the halls of my school. I don't know what it is about this school, this city, but I had to have it for my own. So now, what do you know, it's mine.

" How are you, Heero?" I ask, I know he has just been close to death in the past week and lost his memory. I guess he wouldn't feel to great, but he doesn't know any of this. Maybe he just feels peachy.

" Lost." He said, that's all. Lost, well I guess that sums some of it up. As we walk by the library I can see outside, the sun is almost gone. Fall is going to be here soon, will I see it or will Duo see it? "Why do you hate Duo Maxwell?"

I stop and turn to Heero, whose sonic face shows me nothing. " He killed someone very dear to me, and then tried to kill me. It's the past, and it's mine to know. " I said continuing our walk through the lower floors.

Now that I think of it, does he know I'm alive? Or did he think he left me for dead. Does it matter now, no, I'm going to make sure he is dead.

---Duo---

Fuck. Fuck.

"FUCK!" I scream in Relena's car as I lost them. I know they're going to Richmond, but I don't want it to be true. I still don't have a plan, and I just can't walk right in and ask who is the bad guy and kill them. Wish is was that simple.

I slow the car down; I don't want the cops to pull me over. That would just add more shit to the pile I already have.

Plan, plan. I need a plan. What I really need is back up, but who. To bad the only ones who really can help me are traitors.

:: They only wanted to help Heero. Make sure he was safe from it all, from Richard. I might like to add that you couldn't even do that for a week.::

Yeah, well I only have one choice. And that's to call Quatre and Trowa. I take a wild guess and call Heero's house, and guess what. They're there!

" Hello," Quatre's voice flowed smoothly thought the line. I still can't get mad at him, shit.

" It's me, Quatre."

"Duo!" He sequels over the phone, and I'm tempted to cover my ears but its over when it begins. "What can we do for you?"

"I'm going to give you a chance to redeem yourself in my book." I said.

" Anything, Duo, just name it." He said eagerly.

"I'm going tonight, but I'm going to need back up, and that's where you two come in."

" Sure we're be there. Just tell us where to meet you, Duo, and we'll be there." He says.

" We're going to crash the party here at school, and I want you here now."

We said our good-byes and I a place to meet away from the school. I hate having to plan things out, because something always goes wrong. Fuck it, I need one this time.

I waited a good ten minutes for them to arrive. We really don't have time to dawdle away here, you know. Doesn't matter, they look ready to go and so am I.

I need to get him back and he memories. Who knows he might just end up hating me, but as long as he is away from Richard and this unknown person I will fell slightly better. I think.

" Duo, I'm so glad you called us. I have a plan." Those were Quatre's first words to me as he walked up to me. But what the hey- he has a plan and I don't.

" And it is...?" I said, motioning them to begin the two-block walk to the school.

"Well, we make it look like we are bringing you in, like we were suppose to do, and when they think it is safe we bring the guns out, then get Heero and get out. "

" Sounds simple enough, and just what we need to do." I said, still... " And how were you suppose to bring me in."

Trowa walks in steps with me, taking Quatre's place.

" Unconscious." He said, punching me in the stomach. We could have talked about this you know, but no, let's just jump right in and do what we want to do. Fuck, remind me...

tbc/

umm. yeah that's all you get for now, but don't worry i'll write more, soon. Review, fuck yeah.

---Fire--