AN: Hey people. This is my first attempt at a horror fic. So bear with me please. Kay? Alrighty! Let's get on with it then!
DISCLAIMERS: I DON'T OWN GUNDAM WING OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS SO GET LOST LAWYER SCUM!!!! (heh heh *sweat drops*)
Darkness Rising
The bright red eyes loomed closer and closer. Wherever it looked it left carnage and turmoil. It came ever closer with every horrible moment. He saw the blood and bodies of his friends, now lifelessly pale falling away. Then he felt himself falling. A bloodcurdling laugh echoed throughout his mind. And HE came.
"Nooo!" Heero sat up soaked in sweat. His sheets were everywhere except on the bed. His chest heaved with each gasping breath. He wiped his forehead and looked at his hand. He traced the many scars crisscrossing over his palm. "Ug! I'll never get back to sleep now!" He shuddered as the eyes reappeared, haunting him from the shadows of his room. He looked at his clock. 1:21. He groaned and got out of bed. The light flickered on in the bathroom when Heero walked in and turned on the shower. The cold water rushed over his tense body. His bedclothes clung to his well-molded body. He sighed and closed his eyes. "Today is going to be living Hell," he muttered to the empty room. Or so he thought. A shadow slipped out the window of his room with a small grin. He would make sure it was.
"Lt. Yuy, do you have anything to add to our conversation?" asked Lady Une.
"Huh, wha?" Heero came to with a start. "What?" He looked around the room, at all of the concerned faces, but that is not what he saw. Every face in the room had a psychopathic grin on as well as red, glowing eyes. "What the..."
"Heero? You okay buddy?" Duo asked as he stood up. "You don't look too good. Come on. Let's get you home."
"No!" Heero jumped up, "No, Duo. I'm fine. Really. Don't worry about it. I just, I'll be right back" He lurched a little and ran out of the room. Every one at the conference stared after him.
"I don't think he's okay." Said Duo slowly.
"No, neither do I. I'm going to go check on him." Announced Relena. She ran out of the room in Heero's wake.
"Whatever. He's your fiancé." Duo muttered darkly and sat down.
Relena jogged up the hall looking into all of the rooms. "Heero!" She called him constantly. "Where did he go?" She ran up to the reception desk. "Hilde, have you seen Heero?"
"Yeah. He just ran off to the bathroom. He looked a little green if you ask..." She said as Relena sped off down the opposite corridor. Hilde just shrugged. "Oh well."
Heero slammed the stall door and leaned over the toilet. He heaved over and over. He remained there with the dry heaves long after he had lost everything. "Ooohg... I knew today would be bad."
"Heero? Are you in there?" Relena knocked on the men's room door.
"Yes, Relena." He gagged on the words.
"You should go home. I'll drive if you want."
Heero opened the door. Relena looked at his pale face. His wild hair was plastered to his ashen brow. "Heero!" She put her hand gently to his forehead. He leaned into her touch ever so slightly. "You're burning up! Come on I'll take you home." She helped him into her car and closed the door. She climbed into the driver's seat and started the engine.
Heero closed his eyes and rested his head on the wall. He just got comfortable when a chill ran down his spine. His eyes snapped open and he looked into the rear view mirror. Red eyes stared back at him. "Crap!" He turned to look in the back seat but there was nothing there. He looked back in the mirror and whatever it was grinned back at him. His breath began to heave and wheeze. Relena turned and looked at him when she heard him mutter.
"Heero? Hold on!" She floored it and pulled into his apartment complex in a matter of minutes. She helped him out of the car and pulled his arm over her shoulder. His skin was cold and clammy; she shuddered at his touch. She rushed him to his door and dug into his pocket for the key.
Once inside, Relena set him down gently on the couch. She brushed the hair out of his face and ran to the kitchen.
'Your life is mine Heero!'
'Who are you?'
'You will know soon enough.'
His whole body began to shiver. His breathing once again became erratic and detached. "Relena," He tried to call to her but only a whimper escaped his lips.
Relena rushed into the room with some ice water, a cold wash cloth, and some Tylenol. She sat down next to Heero, and placed the cloth on his forehead. She held his hands as his breathing returned to normal.
"Rel..."
"Ssshh. Don't try to speak. You need to rest." She cupped his chin in her hand and kissed his cheek lightly. "It'll be okay."
Heero sighed and fell into a restless sleep. Again the phantom haunted his sleep.
'You belong to meeeeee!' the voice in his head moaned.
'Leave me alone!"
'I will have your soul!'
'No, go away!'
'Not yet. No. I will make you suffer first, boy!'
Some one screamed out outside of his dream. Heero woke up and found Relena leaned over him with her head on his chest. He gently stroked her hair and pulled his hand back quickly when he felt something wet. He looked at his hand. A coppery scent filled the air and a deep red substance dripped down his arm. Relena was dead.
AN: Well! What do you think? Should I keep it up or chuck it? Review or I take it as a "chuck it" kay? I NEED FEED BACK! *sweat drops* Heh heh. Yeah. Just review please. Ja Ne!
D.D.04
DISCLAIMERS: I DON'T OWN GUNDAM WING OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS SO GET LOST LAWYER SCUM!!!! (heh heh *sweat drops*)
Darkness Rising
The bright red eyes loomed closer and closer. Wherever it looked it left carnage and turmoil. It came ever closer with every horrible moment. He saw the blood and bodies of his friends, now lifelessly pale falling away. Then he felt himself falling. A bloodcurdling laugh echoed throughout his mind. And HE came.
"Nooo!" Heero sat up soaked in sweat. His sheets were everywhere except on the bed. His chest heaved with each gasping breath. He wiped his forehead and looked at his hand. He traced the many scars crisscrossing over his palm. "Ug! I'll never get back to sleep now!" He shuddered as the eyes reappeared, haunting him from the shadows of his room. He looked at his clock. 1:21. He groaned and got out of bed. The light flickered on in the bathroom when Heero walked in and turned on the shower. The cold water rushed over his tense body. His bedclothes clung to his well-molded body. He sighed and closed his eyes. "Today is going to be living Hell," he muttered to the empty room. Or so he thought. A shadow slipped out the window of his room with a small grin. He would make sure it was.
"Lt. Yuy, do you have anything to add to our conversation?" asked Lady Une.
"Huh, wha?" Heero came to with a start. "What?" He looked around the room, at all of the concerned faces, but that is not what he saw. Every face in the room had a psychopathic grin on as well as red, glowing eyes. "What the..."
"Heero? You okay buddy?" Duo asked as he stood up. "You don't look too good. Come on. Let's get you home."
"No!" Heero jumped up, "No, Duo. I'm fine. Really. Don't worry about it. I just, I'll be right back" He lurched a little and ran out of the room. Every one at the conference stared after him.
"I don't think he's okay." Said Duo slowly.
"No, neither do I. I'm going to go check on him." Announced Relena. She ran out of the room in Heero's wake.
"Whatever. He's your fiancé." Duo muttered darkly and sat down.
Relena jogged up the hall looking into all of the rooms. "Heero!" She called him constantly. "Where did he go?" She ran up to the reception desk. "Hilde, have you seen Heero?"
"Yeah. He just ran off to the bathroom. He looked a little green if you ask..." She said as Relena sped off down the opposite corridor. Hilde just shrugged. "Oh well."
Heero slammed the stall door and leaned over the toilet. He heaved over and over. He remained there with the dry heaves long after he had lost everything. "Ooohg... I knew today would be bad."
"Heero? Are you in there?" Relena knocked on the men's room door.
"Yes, Relena." He gagged on the words.
"You should go home. I'll drive if you want."
Heero opened the door. Relena looked at his pale face. His wild hair was plastered to his ashen brow. "Heero!" She put her hand gently to his forehead. He leaned into her touch ever so slightly. "You're burning up! Come on I'll take you home." She helped him into her car and closed the door. She climbed into the driver's seat and started the engine.
Heero closed his eyes and rested his head on the wall. He just got comfortable when a chill ran down his spine. His eyes snapped open and he looked into the rear view mirror. Red eyes stared back at him. "Crap!" He turned to look in the back seat but there was nothing there. He looked back in the mirror and whatever it was grinned back at him. His breath began to heave and wheeze. Relena turned and looked at him when she heard him mutter.
"Heero? Hold on!" She floored it and pulled into his apartment complex in a matter of minutes. She helped him out of the car and pulled his arm over her shoulder. His skin was cold and clammy; she shuddered at his touch. She rushed him to his door and dug into his pocket for the key.
Once inside, Relena set him down gently on the couch. She brushed the hair out of his face and ran to the kitchen.
'Your life is mine Heero!'
'Who are you?'
'You will know soon enough.'
His whole body began to shiver. His breathing once again became erratic and detached. "Relena," He tried to call to her but only a whimper escaped his lips.
Relena rushed into the room with some ice water, a cold wash cloth, and some Tylenol. She sat down next to Heero, and placed the cloth on his forehead. She held his hands as his breathing returned to normal.
"Rel..."
"Ssshh. Don't try to speak. You need to rest." She cupped his chin in her hand and kissed his cheek lightly. "It'll be okay."
Heero sighed and fell into a restless sleep. Again the phantom haunted his sleep.
'You belong to meeeeee!' the voice in his head moaned.
'Leave me alone!"
'I will have your soul!'
'No, go away!'
'Not yet. No. I will make you suffer first, boy!'
Some one screamed out outside of his dream. Heero woke up and found Relena leaned over him with her head on his chest. He gently stroked her hair and pulled his hand back quickly when he felt something wet. He looked at his hand. A coppery scent filled the air and a deep red substance dripped down his arm. Relena was dead.
AN: Well! What do you think? Should I keep it up or chuck it? Review or I take it as a "chuck it" kay? I NEED FEED BACK! *sweat drops* Heh heh. Yeah. Just review please. Ja Ne!
D.D.04