Title: The Perfect View
Author: Eyes_of_Pearl
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing does not belong me but to its respective owners.
Summary: This is my interpretation of what the G-boys think of war. I
started off with Quatre. The second one is about Trowa. The third one is
about Duo. The fourth one is about Wufei. The last one is about Heero.
Each chapter is separate stories in themselves but can be read together
as one. (an: That didn't really make sense, but oh well.)
Since I've got requests to write one for Heero as well, I am more than happy
to please so enjoy.
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
I was trained to be the Perfect Soldier, no emotions, just filled
with an adrenaline rush, the sheer power and determination of completing a
mission. Each battle is a mission and failure is not part of the mission.
No matter what the cause, even if it means a self destruction along with
Wing Zero, the mission will be accomplished.
If it is up to me, I will end my life a long time ago. My life is
not worth saving. I am a sinner when I took down that plane filled
with Peace delegates. I don't know why people put so much trust, faith
in me. In fact, I don't even know the meaning of the words trust and faith.
Sometimes, I wonder about the people around me like Relena, I can't
even kill her when I have set upon myself to do so. Duo, the loudmouth idiot
who is everywhere and considers himself my friend. Then there is Trowa, who
stand guard when I was out for three months. Quatre has one of the gentlest
hearts I know. Finally, there's Wufei who has a strong sense of honour and
justice. Don't these people know that I am no longer the "Perfect" soldier?
After that, I vowed to myself not to make another mistake because in a
war, you can't afford mistakes. A soldier's life, the life of a Gundam
pilot is not a road that anybody, any worth-living person should have to
endure. I have no choice because my whole existence for living rest upon
the endless battle of mankind.
Like now, all of Earth and Space rest on my shoulders. Starring
at that falling piece from the Libra I have one thought on my mind
and that is the fact that I will ... I WILL succeed. If my life is going
to end here, at least it is for a good cause to make up for my past crimes.
I guess my life is all about missions and nothing more but now that I
think about it, I am being a hypocrite because my ultimate mission is to
find a reason for living.
I have people whom I can call my friends, people who are willing to
fight with me. It is hard to believe that people will go out of their way
because they ... care about me. But no matter what, even if I don't come
out of this alive, I am still the 'Perfect Soldier' because I didn't fail
my last mission.
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
That's It! My "Thoughts on War" Series has officially come to an
end. Thank you to all those who stuck with me to the end. Don't
forget to r/r and read my other series which is a Sere/Trowa fic "Rainy
Day Man", "Walk Me Home" and "Across Time". Until later, peace!!
Author: Eyes_of_Pearl
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing does not belong me but to its respective owners.
Summary: This is my interpretation of what the G-boys think of war. I
started off with Quatre. The second one is about Trowa. The third one is
about Duo. The fourth one is about Wufei. The last one is about Heero.
Each chapter is separate stories in themselves but can be read together
as one. (an: That didn't really make sense, but oh well.)
Since I've got requests to write one for Heero as well, I am more than happy
to please so enjoy.
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
I was trained to be the Perfect Soldier, no emotions, just filled
with an adrenaline rush, the sheer power and determination of completing a
mission. Each battle is a mission and failure is not part of the mission.
No matter what the cause, even if it means a self destruction along with
Wing Zero, the mission will be accomplished.
If it is up to me, I will end my life a long time ago. My life is
not worth saving. I am a sinner when I took down that plane filled
with Peace delegates. I don't know why people put so much trust, faith
in me. In fact, I don't even know the meaning of the words trust and faith.
Sometimes, I wonder about the people around me like Relena, I can't
even kill her when I have set upon myself to do so. Duo, the loudmouth idiot
who is everywhere and considers himself my friend. Then there is Trowa, who
stand guard when I was out for three months. Quatre has one of the gentlest
hearts I know. Finally, there's Wufei who has a strong sense of honour and
justice. Don't these people know that I am no longer the "Perfect" soldier?
After that, I vowed to myself not to make another mistake because in a
war, you can't afford mistakes. A soldier's life, the life of a Gundam
pilot is not a road that anybody, any worth-living person should have to
endure. I have no choice because my whole existence for living rest upon
the endless battle of mankind.
Like now, all of Earth and Space rest on my shoulders. Starring
at that falling piece from the Libra I have one thought on my mind
and that is the fact that I will ... I WILL succeed. If my life is going
to end here, at least it is for a good cause to make up for my past crimes.
I guess my life is all about missions and nothing more but now that I
think about it, I am being a hypocrite because my ultimate mission is to
find a reason for living.
I have people whom I can call my friends, people who are willing to
fight with me. It is hard to believe that people will go out of their way
because they ... care about me. But no matter what, even if I don't come
out of this alive, I am still the 'Perfect Soldier' because I didn't fail
my last mission.
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
That's It! My "Thoughts on War" Series has officially come to an
end. Thank you to all those who stuck with me to the end. Don't
forget to r/r and read my other series which is a Sere/Trowa fic "Rainy
Day Man", "Walk Me Home" and "Across Time". Until later, peace!!