Yeah, ok I know I said Duo's POV but like, I kinda changed my mind. We've
had too much of the pilots POV's for a while. Lets concentrate on where the
action is. Sarah. So sit back and enjoy. This'll be a long chapter.
DISCLAIMER: Eeep. I've been forgetting to add these. Although I think it's pretty obvious that I DO NOT own GW. I do however own this plot AND the character Sarah.
~~~~~Sarah P.O.V~~~~~
I awoke with a start, eyes widening to adjust to the darkness that seemed to seep in about me. My head hurt terribly, as if I had been knocked out.
But I hadn't, had I?
"So you're awake. Splendid. Need anything? Hungry? Or would you just like to know where you are?"
Lights flashed on to show the same woman as before. The one who had brought me here. Dressed black leather pants and a red, mid-drift top; she looked rather different from before.
She fell to a sit, "Not going to say anything?"
"Who are you?"
I felt quite better from before, as if my pain and suffering had all been drained from me. But.. I felt drowsy, tired and rather, slow.
"I see the drugs worked. You're not coming to tear open my chest and pull my heart out."
"So that's why I can't... move."
"You're right. Well I guess I'll answer your question. Ready? I'm your sister." She grinned and fell into a sit, "I've been searching forever to find you."
"You...you..you're what?" It wasn't possible.. My family was killed. Right before my eyes!
She rubbed her head, brown hair twisting slightly between slender digits, "Let's see the best way I can explain this. You remember the pacifist Heero Yuy right? ANY ways. He's my dad. In fact, he's the father of many of us."
"How."
"You don't see where you fit in?" She rubbed her head, "Well then. I'll tell you your history. You see, you're not like other kids. You were born in a test tube. Yeah that's right. DNA from our father and our mother were taken to create you. Don't ask me why. It was mothers idea."
"You're lying." She had to be. She just had to be!
"Well it doesn't stop there. When you were old enough to be technically 'born', one of the doctors that created you stole you and vanished. We searched forever to find you, but it was impossible. I wasn't that old then. But that's because I'm the youngest out of all of us. Well, excluding you."
I crawled back a bit. She was lying. I knew it. She had to be. My.family is dead!
"Don't believe me? Here." She tossed me a small bag. Snatching it, I fumbled to open it, pulling out a small sheet with trembling hands. On it was recent blood test results:
*Blood Test Results on Sarah Peacecraft: Pure, no signs of disease or illness. Results acquired in searching for remaining relatives: Found one parent deceased (Heero Yuy), one parent alive (Amelia Formost) and four siblings: Kara A. Yuy(F), David N. Yuy(M), Angel T. Yuy(F) and Dray H. Yuy(M).*
It went on to list all other information, space left at the bottom where doctor's notes were placed: "It has occurred to me that this girl was readily adopted when siblings were alive. How this may have occurred is unknown. However, by data given off, it has been established that she was indeed born from a test tube. Her real name has been discovered: Sarah V. Yuy."
And it ended.
I just stared, unable to make sense of anything. It still had to be a lie. It.had to be. There was no other explanation. NO OTHER!
I crumpled the paper and threw it, stumbling to my feet. The girl stood, "I guess the drugs wore off. No matter. Look. Sorry to throw this all at you at once. Especially since you are going to have surgery soon. But Mother said it had to be done, soooo welcome to the family. I hope you don't have bad feelings after we. How can I say this.. Equip you. Ok. I'll see you when you wake up. Oh yeah. And happy birthday. You're finally sixteen."
She took a step back away from me as I just froze in shock. Surgery? Equip?
A sudden blow to my shoulder caught my attention and I lowered my gaze towards the dart now embedded firmly there. World began to cloud over as I fell to my knees, shrugging figure of the female the last thing I saw.
I awoke to darkness. Of course, I didn't open my eyes. That's when it all came flooding back to me.
I opened my eyes to view darkness. Of course, it was dark to everyone else. I had gotten used to the fact I now could see in the dark. A cat trait. I groaned, placing a hand to my head, "My first night here and I'm already feeling sick."
I stood, a bit wobbly and frowned, hand to my head, "Since when do I wake up feeling as if I've slept forever?"
Indeed I felt woozy, and odd, rather lightheaded. My ears flattened as I grumbled, "You know, the apartment seriously needs to be cleaned." I glanced around the apartment room, and then towards my clock, cat ears twitching slightly to the slightest sounds.
I've gotten used to them. I was born with feline traits. Don't know why of course. But, the doctors didn't seem to mind, and I didn't. It gave me advantages.
The clock read 6:00 am. It was light outside, well nearly, only dark in the room because I had the windows blacked out. Well the ones in my room anyway. Where I lived, crime was furious and I hated it when people peeked in on me.
Wandering over to my closet I rummaged through my clothes, withdrawing with a black, spaghetti strap top, tied together on each side at only the middle, and ending just a couple of inches above my stomach.
To go with it I pulled out similar black leather pants, tight and shiny, made to slit up each side to right above my knees, and tied loosely with black string. Grabbing some black leather boots, I dressed quickly, pulling aside towards my mirror.
I grinned, running a hand through my extremely long, white-blonde hair, falling down to my waist in fact, streaked in black stripes just like a tiger pelt. My feline characteristics were evident, consisted of the perked cat ears above my head, black in color, my striped hair, feline pupils to occupy golden orbs, and my graceful, collected body. Actually I was rather short for my age, and young looking. I looked sixteen even though I was legally eighteen.
My arms held rather many tiger markings. Two thin black stripes on my lower forearm near my wrist, and two thick black stripes near my shoulder, my higher upper arm. They matched the two thin black stripes on each side of my face, extending from a little below my eyes to end mid-cheek.
I yawned, still trying to shake off the drowsy feeling. Where'd I get it anyway? I don't do drugs or anything. That's unthinkable. I sighed. Life on the colonies is probably different. Maybe it's just the new type of air or something.
I grabbed my black coat and slung it about my shoulders, rubbing my head. It was then I grabbed my black bandanna and began to slip it over the top of my head to hide the ears. It was uncomfortable, but I could live with it.
Job hunting!
I had just left my parents anyway. So it's actually time to get a job. I don't know what though. Of course, it didn't matter. I was perfect for anything!
I grinned at my reflection. This was going to be fun. Of course, I do get turned down a lot because of my markings. People think their tattoos. Oh well.
Slipping out my doorway, I headed down the stairs outside and began to walk down the sidewalk. I didn't have a car, but it didn't matter to me. Walking was better for you anyway.
I was already pretty much in the downtown area of the colony when I spotted a local pet pound. I grinned. A pet might be nice. Maybe I could even volunteer there, or get a job. I opened the door and slid in, immediately glancing to the dogs.
I had a weird affection for dogs, even though most of my blood included cat DNA. And they seemed to like me. So of course, I thought they'd make a nice pet.
"Oh you are sooo cute!" I grinned and peered through the bars at a tiny black puppy. I glanced at its information sheet. "So. Black Labrador and Chow mix? Female too. Oh I've just gotta have you!" It was love at first sight.
"Excuse me miss. Would you like to hold her?" I flicked my gaze upwards and into the shocking crystal blue gaze of a male. Stepping backwards I nodded, "Sure!" observing him for a moment.
Rather tall with hair a snowy white, cut short and spiked matched his crystal blue eyes perfectly. They were shocking. Just so.. light and brilliant. And most of all, he was cute!
He unlocked the cage and pulled the pup out, gaining a lick to the face in the process. He held the tiny female dog outwards towards me and I greeted it with open arms. He grinned, perfect teeth revealed, "She's perfect for you."
"How can you tell?"
"I'm just that kind of person." He winked, "I'm Darien. May I inquire your name?"
I nodded, giggling as the puppy began to lick my hands, "Hope."
"Hope? That sure is unusual."
I shrugged, "My parents were unusual. It doesn't matter though. Everyone has his or her own name for a reason. And I know what yours will be." I glanced down at the puppy and nuzzled it with my nose, "Eve."
"So you're adopting her?"
"Of course! If I didn't, I'd feel guilty. Every time I'm near an animal I have a need to take it home. I'm that kind of person."
He brushed off the fur-covered apron around his waist, "Well then. Right this way. I'll show you to the adoption office."
"Thank you! And. Does there happen to be an opening for a job around here? I'd love to work with animals."
"Just so happens there is. If you can start right away, say tomorrow, there is a job opening here."
"Oh goody! What is it?"
"Pet care. Basically, you'll walk, feed, clean and take care of all the animals."
"Who do I see for the job?"
"Me." He winked, "I own this place."
"You do? Seriously?" I cuddled the pup, gazing at him. He stopped for a moment and gazed downwards, "Are those contacts?"
I blushed, realizing he had seen my cat like pupils. I nodded, "Yep, they are." "Awesome. Well then. Yes I do seriously own this shelter. I started it not to long ago and I'm in serious need of help. Fell like joining my team?"
"Do I ever!"
"Well then. You seem eager enough. Tell you what. You can start tomorrow, eight o'clock am sharp. And if you want, bring your pup to work. Just be sure to keep it away from the sterilized rooms and what not."
Once again he flashed that perfect smile. I could only grin back, barely containing my excitement, "I'll be here!"
"Over here. Lets get you and your puppy registered. And then you're free to take it home. Oh, and I also offer a small pet store around front if you want to start out there and buy some dog food and collars etcetera."
"Alright!"
Time flew by as he checked us out and I paid the adoption fee. He then showed me to the pet store where I purchased a leash, collar, and food; chew bones, two toys and dog dishes.
"Can you carry all that?"
"Of course."
I stepped outside and waved, "See you tomorrow."
"Sure thing." He returned the wave and vanished back inside. Bending down I set the pup on the ground, hooking its new gray collar and gray and black striped leash on it. Slinging the bag over my shoulder, I started down the sidewalk, humming in joy.
I had gained a job and in the process, met an extremely cute guy!
Grinning nearly insanely, I slowed down to glance towards the side, frowning for a moment at a building.
"Winner Corporation." I muttered slightly. Now why did that name sound familiar?
Shrugging, I turned away and continued down the street towards the apartment I now called home.
This was going to be a busy new start.
~~~~~TBC
Confusing? Are ya confused? Confooselde? Hehehe. Here: Sarah's memory got erased and replaced with an entirely new one. It wasn't exactly 'erased' but you'll find out later. Oh my. She's met a new guy and with no memory of Duo, what will happen? Hehehehehhe. Well then. Tune in next time! And please leave a review!
DISCLAIMER: Eeep. I've been forgetting to add these. Although I think it's pretty obvious that I DO NOT own GW. I do however own this plot AND the character Sarah.
~~~~~Sarah P.O.V~~~~~
I awoke with a start, eyes widening to adjust to the darkness that seemed to seep in about me. My head hurt terribly, as if I had been knocked out.
But I hadn't, had I?
"So you're awake. Splendid. Need anything? Hungry? Or would you just like to know where you are?"
Lights flashed on to show the same woman as before. The one who had brought me here. Dressed black leather pants and a red, mid-drift top; she looked rather different from before.
She fell to a sit, "Not going to say anything?"
"Who are you?"
I felt quite better from before, as if my pain and suffering had all been drained from me. But.. I felt drowsy, tired and rather, slow.
"I see the drugs worked. You're not coming to tear open my chest and pull my heart out."
"So that's why I can't... move."
"You're right. Well I guess I'll answer your question. Ready? I'm your sister." She grinned and fell into a sit, "I've been searching forever to find you."
"You...you..you're what?" It wasn't possible.. My family was killed. Right before my eyes!
She rubbed her head, brown hair twisting slightly between slender digits, "Let's see the best way I can explain this. You remember the pacifist Heero Yuy right? ANY ways. He's my dad. In fact, he's the father of many of us."
"How."
"You don't see where you fit in?" She rubbed her head, "Well then. I'll tell you your history. You see, you're not like other kids. You were born in a test tube. Yeah that's right. DNA from our father and our mother were taken to create you. Don't ask me why. It was mothers idea."
"You're lying." She had to be. She just had to be!
"Well it doesn't stop there. When you were old enough to be technically 'born', one of the doctors that created you stole you and vanished. We searched forever to find you, but it was impossible. I wasn't that old then. But that's because I'm the youngest out of all of us. Well, excluding you."
I crawled back a bit. She was lying. I knew it. She had to be. My.family is dead!
"Don't believe me? Here." She tossed me a small bag. Snatching it, I fumbled to open it, pulling out a small sheet with trembling hands. On it was recent blood test results:
*Blood Test Results on Sarah Peacecraft: Pure, no signs of disease or illness. Results acquired in searching for remaining relatives: Found one parent deceased (Heero Yuy), one parent alive (Amelia Formost) and four siblings: Kara A. Yuy(F), David N. Yuy(M), Angel T. Yuy(F) and Dray H. Yuy(M).*
It went on to list all other information, space left at the bottom where doctor's notes were placed: "It has occurred to me that this girl was readily adopted when siblings were alive. How this may have occurred is unknown. However, by data given off, it has been established that she was indeed born from a test tube. Her real name has been discovered: Sarah V. Yuy."
And it ended.
I just stared, unable to make sense of anything. It still had to be a lie. It.had to be. There was no other explanation. NO OTHER!
I crumpled the paper and threw it, stumbling to my feet. The girl stood, "I guess the drugs wore off. No matter. Look. Sorry to throw this all at you at once. Especially since you are going to have surgery soon. But Mother said it had to be done, soooo welcome to the family. I hope you don't have bad feelings after we. How can I say this.. Equip you. Ok. I'll see you when you wake up. Oh yeah. And happy birthday. You're finally sixteen."
She took a step back away from me as I just froze in shock. Surgery? Equip?
A sudden blow to my shoulder caught my attention and I lowered my gaze towards the dart now embedded firmly there. World began to cloud over as I fell to my knees, shrugging figure of the female the last thing I saw.
I awoke to darkness. Of course, I didn't open my eyes. That's when it all came flooding back to me.
I opened my eyes to view darkness. Of course, it was dark to everyone else. I had gotten used to the fact I now could see in the dark. A cat trait. I groaned, placing a hand to my head, "My first night here and I'm already feeling sick."
I stood, a bit wobbly and frowned, hand to my head, "Since when do I wake up feeling as if I've slept forever?"
Indeed I felt woozy, and odd, rather lightheaded. My ears flattened as I grumbled, "You know, the apartment seriously needs to be cleaned." I glanced around the apartment room, and then towards my clock, cat ears twitching slightly to the slightest sounds.
I've gotten used to them. I was born with feline traits. Don't know why of course. But, the doctors didn't seem to mind, and I didn't. It gave me advantages.
The clock read 6:00 am. It was light outside, well nearly, only dark in the room because I had the windows blacked out. Well the ones in my room anyway. Where I lived, crime was furious and I hated it when people peeked in on me.
Wandering over to my closet I rummaged through my clothes, withdrawing with a black, spaghetti strap top, tied together on each side at only the middle, and ending just a couple of inches above my stomach.
To go with it I pulled out similar black leather pants, tight and shiny, made to slit up each side to right above my knees, and tied loosely with black string. Grabbing some black leather boots, I dressed quickly, pulling aside towards my mirror.
I grinned, running a hand through my extremely long, white-blonde hair, falling down to my waist in fact, streaked in black stripes just like a tiger pelt. My feline characteristics were evident, consisted of the perked cat ears above my head, black in color, my striped hair, feline pupils to occupy golden orbs, and my graceful, collected body. Actually I was rather short for my age, and young looking. I looked sixteen even though I was legally eighteen.
My arms held rather many tiger markings. Two thin black stripes on my lower forearm near my wrist, and two thick black stripes near my shoulder, my higher upper arm. They matched the two thin black stripes on each side of my face, extending from a little below my eyes to end mid-cheek.
I yawned, still trying to shake off the drowsy feeling. Where'd I get it anyway? I don't do drugs or anything. That's unthinkable. I sighed. Life on the colonies is probably different. Maybe it's just the new type of air or something.
I grabbed my black coat and slung it about my shoulders, rubbing my head. It was then I grabbed my black bandanna and began to slip it over the top of my head to hide the ears. It was uncomfortable, but I could live with it.
Job hunting!
I had just left my parents anyway. So it's actually time to get a job. I don't know what though. Of course, it didn't matter. I was perfect for anything!
I grinned at my reflection. This was going to be fun. Of course, I do get turned down a lot because of my markings. People think their tattoos. Oh well.
Slipping out my doorway, I headed down the stairs outside and began to walk down the sidewalk. I didn't have a car, but it didn't matter to me. Walking was better for you anyway.
I was already pretty much in the downtown area of the colony when I spotted a local pet pound. I grinned. A pet might be nice. Maybe I could even volunteer there, or get a job. I opened the door and slid in, immediately glancing to the dogs.
I had a weird affection for dogs, even though most of my blood included cat DNA. And they seemed to like me. So of course, I thought they'd make a nice pet.
"Oh you are sooo cute!" I grinned and peered through the bars at a tiny black puppy. I glanced at its information sheet. "So. Black Labrador and Chow mix? Female too. Oh I've just gotta have you!" It was love at first sight.
"Excuse me miss. Would you like to hold her?" I flicked my gaze upwards and into the shocking crystal blue gaze of a male. Stepping backwards I nodded, "Sure!" observing him for a moment.
Rather tall with hair a snowy white, cut short and spiked matched his crystal blue eyes perfectly. They were shocking. Just so.. light and brilliant. And most of all, he was cute!
He unlocked the cage and pulled the pup out, gaining a lick to the face in the process. He held the tiny female dog outwards towards me and I greeted it with open arms. He grinned, perfect teeth revealed, "She's perfect for you."
"How can you tell?"
"I'm just that kind of person." He winked, "I'm Darien. May I inquire your name?"
I nodded, giggling as the puppy began to lick my hands, "Hope."
"Hope? That sure is unusual."
I shrugged, "My parents were unusual. It doesn't matter though. Everyone has his or her own name for a reason. And I know what yours will be." I glanced down at the puppy and nuzzled it with my nose, "Eve."
"So you're adopting her?"
"Of course! If I didn't, I'd feel guilty. Every time I'm near an animal I have a need to take it home. I'm that kind of person."
He brushed off the fur-covered apron around his waist, "Well then. Right this way. I'll show you to the adoption office."
"Thank you! And. Does there happen to be an opening for a job around here? I'd love to work with animals."
"Just so happens there is. If you can start right away, say tomorrow, there is a job opening here."
"Oh goody! What is it?"
"Pet care. Basically, you'll walk, feed, clean and take care of all the animals."
"Who do I see for the job?"
"Me." He winked, "I own this place."
"You do? Seriously?" I cuddled the pup, gazing at him. He stopped for a moment and gazed downwards, "Are those contacts?"
I blushed, realizing he had seen my cat like pupils. I nodded, "Yep, they are." "Awesome. Well then. Yes I do seriously own this shelter. I started it not to long ago and I'm in serious need of help. Fell like joining my team?"
"Do I ever!"
"Well then. You seem eager enough. Tell you what. You can start tomorrow, eight o'clock am sharp. And if you want, bring your pup to work. Just be sure to keep it away from the sterilized rooms and what not."
Once again he flashed that perfect smile. I could only grin back, barely containing my excitement, "I'll be here!"
"Over here. Lets get you and your puppy registered. And then you're free to take it home. Oh, and I also offer a small pet store around front if you want to start out there and buy some dog food and collars etcetera."
"Alright!"
Time flew by as he checked us out and I paid the adoption fee. He then showed me to the pet store where I purchased a leash, collar, and food; chew bones, two toys and dog dishes.
"Can you carry all that?"
"Of course."
I stepped outside and waved, "See you tomorrow."
"Sure thing." He returned the wave and vanished back inside. Bending down I set the pup on the ground, hooking its new gray collar and gray and black striped leash on it. Slinging the bag over my shoulder, I started down the sidewalk, humming in joy.
I had gained a job and in the process, met an extremely cute guy!
Grinning nearly insanely, I slowed down to glance towards the side, frowning for a moment at a building.
"Winner Corporation." I muttered slightly. Now why did that name sound familiar?
Shrugging, I turned away and continued down the street towards the apartment I now called home.
This was going to be a busy new start.
~~~~~TBC
Confusing? Are ya confused? Confooselde? Hehehe. Here: Sarah's memory got erased and replaced with an entirely new one. It wasn't exactly 'erased' but you'll find out later. Oh my. She's met a new guy and with no memory of Duo, what will happen? Hehehehehhe. Well then. Tune in next time! And please leave a review!