Panther, Panther
Okie dokie, I told you I would get this done sooner or later. I decided to add this chapter to the other one when I post that one. I figured you've waited long enough. Sorry, I've waisted a lot of time reading my books. I LOVE reading. I want to be a writer some day. So I'll tell you if one of my stories ever really gets published. Not the fanfictions, nope, that's illegal. I'll get a whole new concept if I ever do write a book. So, please review.
Five Times Five: Panther, Panther
The Gundam Pilots awoke shortly after the colony soldiers had searched the palace and gardens for the four they were searching for. They knew nothing of what had happened before, so they could not give the soldiers any info on the girls but they did have a good time scaring the soldiers away by threaten them with their guns. The Gundam pilots don't like being knocked out without their permission or that suddenly.
Heero could remember nothing of what happened between him and Serena nor could he remember what *almost* happened. He chased the few soldiers out of the palace nearly killing 3 of them. Relena apparently thought that Heero was trying to protect her because she blew him a kiss and tried to walk fashionally out of the room, but fell over on her 3-inch high heels. Duo had a good laugh out of that.
Heero went to Serena's room to see if she was there, because he refused to believe that Serena was working for OZ. As he went in, there was an explosion, and he ducked behind her desk, which was covered in papers. He didn't bother to look at them, he quickly went to see what had blown up, and found pieces of a laptop under the bed and all over the white carpeted floor, and the printer was blown up and the ink was all over with the colored ink and black ink staining the carpet.
The others had apparently heard the explosion because they were up there in a matter of seconds with Relena and the maids at their heels. Heero took that time when they were looking for other things of Serena's and Relena was crying over the stained carpet to look through the photos and documents on her desk. There was a picture of a little golden-headed kid with what looked like his fathers sunglasses on and holding a fishing pole in one hand and a small carp in the other by the tail. Heero smirked. *Must have been her brother.* He thought, and came across a photo of a little Serena next to a red headed girl, they had their arms around each other and in their bathing suits. On the back of the picture was writing. Usagi and Molly at the beach. Heero gasped. She was Serena. Serena was Usagi. Serena worked for OZ!!!! Heero let the picture fall to the ground, and gather red ink on the picture side.
It took a while for him to get a hold on himself, and then he reached for another photo. It had a silver headed woman in it. She had her hair up just like Serena's had been. She wasn't smiling, but she wasn't frowning either. She had on a long dress, that had no sleeves, it had a silver sash at the waist that had a point on the bottom. She looked like a Goddess. *Seren....Usagi's family must have been rich to afford that dress.* Then he looked on the back, Serenity at the Tokyo Tars ball. *Her mother.* Then he picked up the last photo. It was of a man. His hair was silver, like Usagi's mothers. It went down to his waist and fell over his shoulders. He was dress in white, white dress shirt, with a high neck, and white dress pants. He wore a long silver chain around his neck that came down to a little below his chest, and had a golden crescent on it. He had warm yellow eyes. Heero read the back. Apollo at the Tokyo Tars ball. *Her father.* He thought again. *Both her parents look like God and Goddess.*
He took his gaze away from the photos and looked at the few documents on her desk. He picked up the first one. It was typed and looked like a printed out email.
Subj: Tiger, Tiger
From: GoldenGoddess@mindspring.com
To: Shadows@oz.com
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp?
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the Lamb, make thee?
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
-William Blake
That was all, just the simple poem. Heero could see the truth in the poem. He felt the paper, it was damp. He ran his fingers along the dampens and licked his fingers. They were salty. They were tears. Someone had been crying. Serena had been crying. Usagi had been crying. Though he didn't know why. But somehow this poem must have contained a message to her for whoever GoldenGoddess was. And it was meant to hurt her. But what did the poem mean? What was the giver meant to tell Usagi?
Heero put the paper in the pocket of his black trench coat. He was to be leaving tonight for the headquarters of the colonies with the rest of the colonies. His purpose had been filled. Now he had yet another mission. It seemed all that mattered to the colonies was getting the four remaining assassins. Which included Serena.
Kill Usagi. Those two words had sounded so good together. But when he replaced Usagi with Serena, it sounded almost sinful. And it was a sin. To kill went against everything Heero had once believed in as a child. It was written in the Ten Commandments, Thou shalt not kill. God had made it clear that he did not want his people to kill. But you must if they force you to. It's the only way you can survive in war. Killing Serena was a sin. Killing Usagi was a sin. Heero didn't want to do it, but he knew he had to. There was no choice. He had not failed a mission yet, and he didn't intend to start now. Not when this war was so close to ending. He at least wanted to live to see what he had sacrificed so much for.
He wanted to see Serena again. He wanted it so much he could taste it. But he knew he would never see Serena again. He would see Usagi. The assassin that he was about to go out and kill. No, he would never see Serena again. Serena was dead to him. All he would ever get to see was her clone. Her excat look alike. He wouldn't see the cheerful, kind, affectionate girl he once knew. She was gone, vanished, gone missing. Usagi was not Serena. She may have been at one time. Maybe all Heero saw in Serena was the girl that Usagi had once been. All he knew is that she was not Serena anymore, she was Usagi. Now all he saw her as is his enemy. Just another person out to kill him. One of the most challanging fights was about to meet him face to face. He made himself a silent promise that he would not hesitate when the time came, and he would never hold back when he was put to the test of love and hate. He would go down the path of hate with Usagi. Like in the poem, only he was the tiger, and she was a panther. Equals put against each other, the weak would fall, and the strong would survive. Someone will die when the time came, and Heero promised himself that it wouldn't be him.
***
(an: All the Gundam Pilots think this about the other. Heero/Usagi, Wufei/Rei, Trowa/Makoto, Quatre/Ami. Duo is left out of this because the girl he likes is on his side. ^_^)
Whatever was, whatever had been, even the smallest bit of admiration, it was gone now. To them, they were running on a cross-country race, and the girls were the mountains in-between. A thorn in their side. An obstacle that would be dealt with at their own time. They were the predators, and the girls were the prey. Nothing would ever be between them again.
*********
Well, what do you think? I've gone mad haven't I? Well, these chapters were necessary. But don't worry. The end shouldn't be that far away. ^_^
~marath of orgins
Okie dokie, I told you I would get this done sooner or later. I decided to add this chapter to the other one when I post that one. I figured you've waited long enough. Sorry, I've waisted a lot of time reading my books. I LOVE reading. I want to be a writer some day. So I'll tell you if one of my stories ever really gets published. Not the fanfictions, nope, that's illegal. I'll get a whole new concept if I ever do write a book. So, please review.
Five Times Five: Panther, Panther
The Gundam Pilots awoke shortly after the colony soldiers had searched the palace and gardens for the four they were searching for. They knew nothing of what had happened before, so they could not give the soldiers any info on the girls but they did have a good time scaring the soldiers away by threaten them with their guns. The Gundam pilots don't like being knocked out without their permission or that suddenly.
Heero could remember nothing of what happened between him and Serena nor could he remember what *almost* happened. He chased the few soldiers out of the palace nearly killing 3 of them. Relena apparently thought that Heero was trying to protect her because she blew him a kiss and tried to walk fashionally out of the room, but fell over on her 3-inch high heels. Duo had a good laugh out of that.
Heero went to Serena's room to see if she was there, because he refused to believe that Serena was working for OZ. As he went in, there was an explosion, and he ducked behind her desk, which was covered in papers. He didn't bother to look at them, he quickly went to see what had blown up, and found pieces of a laptop under the bed and all over the white carpeted floor, and the printer was blown up and the ink was all over with the colored ink and black ink staining the carpet.
The others had apparently heard the explosion because they were up there in a matter of seconds with Relena and the maids at their heels. Heero took that time when they were looking for other things of Serena's and Relena was crying over the stained carpet to look through the photos and documents on her desk. There was a picture of a little golden-headed kid with what looked like his fathers sunglasses on and holding a fishing pole in one hand and a small carp in the other by the tail. Heero smirked. *Must have been her brother.* He thought, and came across a photo of a little Serena next to a red headed girl, they had their arms around each other and in their bathing suits. On the back of the picture was writing. Usagi and Molly at the beach. Heero gasped. She was Serena. Serena was Usagi. Serena worked for OZ!!!! Heero let the picture fall to the ground, and gather red ink on the picture side.
It took a while for him to get a hold on himself, and then he reached for another photo. It had a silver headed woman in it. She had her hair up just like Serena's had been. She wasn't smiling, but she wasn't frowning either. She had on a long dress, that had no sleeves, it had a silver sash at the waist that had a point on the bottom. She looked like a Goddess. *Seren....Usagi's family must have been rich to afford that dress.* Then he looked on the back, Serenity at the Tokyo Tars ball. *Her mother.* Then he picked up the last photo. It was of a man. His hair was silver, like Usagi's mothers. It went down to his waist and fell over his shoulders. He was dress in white, white dress shirt, with a high neck, and white dress pants. He wore a long silver chain around his neck that came down to a little below his chest, and had a golden crescent on it. He had warm yellow eyes. Heero read the back. Apollo at the Tokyo Tars ball. *Her father.* He thought again. *Both her parents look like God and Goddess.*
He took his gaze away from the photos and looked at the few documents on her desk. He picked up the first one. It was typed and looked like a printed out email.
Subj: Tiger, Tiger
From: GoldenGoddess@mindspring.com
To: Shadows@oz.com
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp?
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the Lamb, make thee?
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
-William Blake
That was all, just the simple poem. Heero could see the truth in the poem. He felt the paper, it was damp. He ran his fingers along the dampens and licked his fingers. They were salty. They were tears. Someone had been crying. Serena had been crying. Usagi had been crying. Though he didn't know why. But somehow this poem must have contained a message to her for whoever GoldenGoddess was. And it was meant to hurt her. But what did the poem mean? What was the giver meant to tell Usagi?
Heero put the paper in the pocket of his black trench coat. He was to be leaving tonight for the headquarters of the colonies with the rest of the colonies. His purpose had been filled. Now he had yet another mission. It seemed all that mattered to the colonies was getting the four remaining assassins. Which included Serena.
Kill Usagi. Those two words had sounded so good together. But when he replaced Usagi with Serena, it sounded almost sinful. And it was a sin. To kill went against everything Heero had once believed in as a child. It was written in the Ten Commandments, Thou shalt not kill. God had made it clear that he did not want his people to kill. But you must if they force you to. It's the only way you can survive in war. Killing Serena was a sin. Killing Usagi was a sin. Heero didn't want to do it, but he knew he had to. There was no choice. He had not failed a mission yet, and he didn't intend to start now. Not when this war was so close to ending. He at least wanted to live to see what he had sacrificed so much for.
He wanted to see Serena again. He wanted it so much he could taste it. But he knew he would never see Serena again. He would see Usagi. The assassin that he was about to go out and kill. No, he would never see Serena again. Serena was dead to him. All he would ever get to see was her clone. Her excat look alike. He wouldn't see the cheerful, kind, affectionate girl he once knew. She was gone, vanished, gone missing. Usagi was not Serena. She may have been at one time. Maybe all Heero saw in Serena was the girl that Usagi had once been. All he knew is that she was not Serena anymore, she was Usagi. Now all he saw her as is his enemy. Just another person out to kill him. One of the most challanging fights was about to meet him face to face. He made himself a silent promise that he would not hesitate when the time came, and he would never hold back when he was put to the test of love and hate. He would go down the path of hate with Usagi. Like in the poem, only he was the tiger, and she was a panther. Equals put against each other, the weak would fall, and the strong would survive. Someone will die when the time came, and Heero promised himself that it wouldn't be him.
***
(an: All the Gundam Pilots think this about the other. Heero/Usagi, Wufei/Rei, Trowa/Makoto, Quatre/Ami. Duo is left out of this because the girl he likes is on his side. ^_^)
Whatever was, whatever had been, even the smallest bit of admiration, it was gone now. To them, they were running on a cross-country race, and the girls were the mountains in-between. A thorn in their side. An obstacle that would be dealt with at their own time. They were the predators, and the girls were the prey. Nothing would ever be between them again.
*********
Well, what do you think? I've gone mad haven't I? Well, these chapters were necessary. But don't worry. The end shouldn't be that far away. ^_^
~marath of orgins