Epilogue:
"The space shuttle to colony L-2 is now boarding for take off," called a flight attendant.
I picked up my backpack a swung it over my shoulder as I stood up. It was three weeks sense I'd woken up in a hospital. Dad had told me that I had been in a coma for a week before that. I hadn't been physically hurt, so the doctors could only keep me healthy as I rested. The only bad part of being in the hospital is that the media wanted to know why.
The really bad part was that I told them.
The day I woke up I had been able to walk, talk, and move around. I convinced the doctors that they couldn't keep me in the hospital, or that if they did, they at least had to give me real clothes. The doctors knew me well enough to know I wasn't going to give up until I got my way so they had given me what I asked for.
Then I went to the press. They all wanted to know what had happened. I did what was least expected, I stood and answered every question I could as truthfully as I could without telling them about anything psychic. There were cameras and microphones and everything that I greatly dislike about the reporters thrust into my face until I was able to get away.
They all wanted to see Duo.
They all wanted to see Gabriel.
And they all wanted proof.
I did the best I could to arrange everything.
Later that day I had gotten Duo to come to the hospital. I had gotten my dad to contact him, and when Duo was least expecting it I led him into a room filled with reporters, then left him there.
Then I left the hospital. I had gone strait back to the hanger to see Julia. She was the only one I told that I would be going to space. I didn't want anyone following me. At least in space I could take a break. There wouldn't be reporters following me. No more bad guys on my tail. I could relax, have a vacation, feel at home. I'd left a message for my parents, telling them I wouldn't be available for awhile. They'd let everyone else know, and after awhile Julia would tell them where I was.
No one else had been hurt besides Zechs and me, or at least no one who had survived. That was were the real irony comes in.
Zechs had survived.
The bullet had hit a lung, not his heart. Matt had been able to rush him to the ER with Julia riding along as Jack and Duo took care of me. Zechs had made it in time. I'd killed all those people, and Zechs hadn't even died. I don't mean for it to be a bad thing, but I really should have lost that fight. Zechs's death had been the reason I was able to use that power.
I didn't understand my new ability, but it was stronger than anything else I had. I couldn't just use it, I didn't even feel it. The pyro part of me was always there, deep inside my mind, just waiting to spring out, but the ice stayed hidden. Sometimes I could feel a coldness in me, an uncaring ache, and I suppose that is the power, but I can rarely even sense it, and never when I try. Sometimes it's just there.
Following other passengers onto the shuttle I quickly found my seat. I sat next to a window in first class. I always had window seats, but I rarely looked out. The view didn't matter to me I just liked the seats better. With a sigh I pulled out my portable CD player and slipped on the headphones. I turned the music up as high as I could without anyone else being able to hear anything. Then I sat back and ignored everyone.
My thoughts returned to Duo and the others, Duo especially. He was staying with Heero for now. They used to be best friends, Duo was even Heero's best man at his wedding. I think Duo forced himself on Heero more than anything. Heero said he had been a lot like Julia. Something had changed though. A lot of somethings, actually. Yet now he was being thrown back into society, and hopefully the old Duo would come back.
Matt had disappeared before the reporters could get hold of him. I wasn't even sure where he was. He'd probably gone back to work. Julia had been complaining about him up until someone told her who he was. Her eyes had widened and her mouth made a small 'o,' but then she had just shook her head and muttered, "Figures."
Mom had gotten better. She was out of the hospital a day before I was. While she was still pale and anorexicly thin, she was looking better and could walk on her own. She had been so surprised and happy when she saw Duo that she immediately set about finding ways to include her in her work. Before anyone could blink he had a job, an income, and several invitations to balls and parties.
Julia was staying at the hanger. Ethan, Nicolae and her had all been helping Duo make sure the virus was destroyed. They did, however, keep all records of it and the anti-virus safely hidden away in case they were ever needed. Julia had enough of the anti-virus tested and made that she could send it out to all the hospitals in the area in case something did happen. After her work was done Julia was going home with her family, Ethan was going to go with them and find a place nearby. I didn't know exactly what he'd be doing, but I hadn't felt it to be my place to ask.
The rest of the Missing Persons had scattered. Relena had offered all of them jobs and places to stay until they could find something for themselves. Some had taken her up on the offer, others had vanished. No one went looking for them. We all figured that if they wanted to remain enigmas we wouldn't be the ones to stop them.
Last, but certainly not least, was Jack.
Jack had come out with Duo. When people found out Duo was alive Jack decided he'd help out by drawing some of the media away. Jack not only claimed to be Mathew Barton's son that 'died' already, but he demanded that he be given all property that should be his. That included the Barton foundation. Technically he was the oldest living son, and after paying for a DNA test it was proven. Legally it was his. Relena had a field day when she found that out, and they started right away on making plans for peace between their organizations.
Jack had seemed a little apprehensive when he'd last talked to me. It had been too formal to say much, and I wasn't sure what to say anyway. He had apologized about not telling me his past, saying that he knew it probably would have meant something to me. I had agreed, and told him that it was okay, because I had already known. He'd looked surprised, very surprised, and had asked how. I merely said that I talked to Gabriel a lot and he had quite a bit to tell me, not to mention Jack looked a lot like V in very subtle ways. I hadn't been able to stay much longer than that and I had left without saying goodbye.
That had been three days ago. Now I was leaving. Part of me wanted to run back and say goodbye to everyone, maybe even to stay. Knowing what I'd do, however, it would have been very stupid and foolish. I never would have left if I told everyone, someone would want to come or some security measures would have had to be made. It would have turned into some huge event and everyone would know about it. Things were easier if I just kept quiet.
I closed my eyes and leaned back in my seat. Maybe I'd take a nap, it'd be a few hours before we landed.
Someone tapped my shoulder.
I frowned and took off my head set as I got ready to glare at whoever it was. When I looked up and saw Jack the glare vanished.
He grinned down at me. "Hey, imagine meeting you here."
I had to blink back surprise before I could answer. "What are you doing here? Julia didn't say anything, did she?" I asked.
He shook his head. "No, I'm here for business. I'm running an organization now, remember? We have factories and businesses out in the colonies, too. What are you doing here? I thought you'd be helping Heero or Julia or something."
"I'm running away to the colonies to have a vacation. You're not supposed to be here," I said with a grin.
Jack sat down beside me. "Well, I am. I'll just have to trade seats with whoever's sitting next to you and keep you company through out the trip."
Now I did glare, but it was a friendly one. "What makes you think I want you sitting next to me?"
He shrugged. "What makes you think I care what you want? You have no say if I trade seats. You didn't buy the ticket for this one," he paused. "Or did you?"
I shook my head. "No, I planned on sleeping through the trip."
"Then go ahead and sleep. You'll just have to go out to dinner with me so we can talk then," Jack stated.
I blinked. Out to dinner? "Um…" I murmured.
"Or do you have other plans?" he asked, his smile fading a little.
I shrugged uneasily. "No, not really… are you asking me out on a date or is this just a friendly dinner?" I asked.
"If you're going to say no to a date, then we're just going as friends," Jack stated, his grin coming back.
I bit my lip. A date? I'd dated one person, and the first date had only been sense Julia had been there. Of course Ethan and I had been dating for over a year after that, but was I ready for someone else? Well, you never know until you try.
"Sure, I'd love to go out with you," I agreed.
"Good," he said. "Let me go find whoever is supposed to be sitting here, I'll be right back." Jack hopped up to go search for the person.
I watched him leave, not sure what I was feeling. Did I really want to go out with Jack? It didn't matter, I was committed now. I just couldn't stop thinking of what would have happened if his brother hadn't died. I would have dated Vince if he ever asked, he just never had the chance to.
I had the feeling I was starting over, though. I was creating a new chapter in my life now. The old one was finished. All the haunting was about to stop. I wasn't going to forget about it, I'd just stop feeling so guilty. It took my about two seconds to feel better once I had made that decision.
I grinned out the window. Tonight would be fun. And after that… I would figure it out when I get there.
Jack came back and sat down, holding his new ticket in hand. The flight attendant called for everyone to be seated and buckle up. We did as told and the engine started to heat up.
Red spread through my vision.
'Synz?'
I heard laughter. Cold, angry, laughter. I shuddered from the feeling in it, the pain. I shuddered again when I recognized it. It was mine, but it wasn't. The laughter was so filled with hate… it couldn't be mine. I had never felt that way before. Even the feeling for Gabriel… it hadn't been so… evil.
'Synz, leave me alone. That's not my memory, go away.' All of Synz visions had been memories, and I never heard that laugh before. I felt something like a shrug come from Synz, and he vanished, the red fading.
"Alex, are you okay?" Jack asked.
I looked at him, meeting his eyes and seeing such warmth and happiness in them that my fear faded. "Yeah, I'm great," I said. The warning of laughter was erased from my memory just as the shuttle launched, and we took off into space.
First of all.... Questions? Comments? Funny stories? So what'd you think? Good? Bad? Inbetween? I actually have some meaningful questions for you, though.
First: Can anyone tell me how many times Alex got knocked out or passed out durning this story? I honestly don't know and it's been buging me.
Second: Can anyone tell me how many days there are to this story? Again, I don't know.
Third: Does anyone have any suggestions or ideas on how they would like to have had it changed?
And last: Would you like me to go ahead and write the next one in the series, or go back in time and write one from before 'Agent of Oz'.
As for what I have to say, I think the story was pretty good. I liked the ending, I thought it was good. As for what's coming next? I should explain that I've decided that there's going to be a total of five stories in this particular series. Two about Alex's past and one after this. Because the fifth is going to be kind of a conclusion I'm leaning more towards go and writing about the past first, though I'm willing to listen and consider all sugestions made. You should all know though, that I don't plan to start immediately on the next Alex Yuy story, but rather I'm taking a detour and working on a Buffy the Vampire Slayer fic, so if you like Buffy please read it.
Last, but not least, I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed. (in chronological order below)
Kintaro: I'm pretty sure that you only reviewed once, but you were the first so I thank you greatly. If you're still reading I hope you liked the story.
Jedd: You, too, only reviewed once but I'm glad you did. I hope your still reading and thanks for the review.
Lachesis: Hey, I know you don't know much about gundam wing, but it's nice you read my stories anyway. Hope you could somewhat understand them and that you liked what you read.
Mooncancer: You are my favorite reviewer!!!! You posted a review on practically every chaptter and I loved everyone! Thanks so much for reading my stories, it was really great of you!
Ryston: Hey! See? I finished. Thanks for the reviews, hope you liked it. I was actually going to have Chelsea give you some of the chapters before i put them online, but she must not have been able to.
Julia Maxwell: Hey, glad you're reading this. I have a few other ideas I need to run past you before working them out, but thanks for the review!
Azngurl: Thanks for that last review, I'm sorry you can't get online much. I hope you're not grounded or anything. I'm glad you enjoyed my story and I hope you read the next one if you can.
Sir Gabs-a-lot: Hey, you only recently reviewed, but I thank you for speaking up. I'm glad you really liked in and feel free to tell as many people as you want to read it. ^.^
Ninii the Lucil33t: You were the last new person to review, and like I said to sir gabs-a-lot, thanks for saying something! It's great that you liked it and I'm happy you were able to review.
For all other people who might be reading this or might read it in the future, this is your last chance to review, 'cause you just ran out of chapters. So review already! ^.^ I'll edit you into the thank yous later on. Thanks again to everyone!
For the last time this story,
~Rave
"The space shuttle to colony L-2 is now boarding for take off," called a flight attendant.
I picked up my backpack a swung it over my shoulder as I stood up. It was three weeks sense I'd woken up in a hospital. Dad had told me that I had been in a coma for a week before that. I hadn't been physically hurt, so the doctors could only keep me healthy as I rested. The only bad part of being in the hospital is that the media wanted to know why.
The really bad part was that I told them.
The day I woke up I had been able to walk, talk, and move around. I convinced the doctors that they couldn't keep me in the hospital, or that if they did, they at least had to give me real clothes. The doctors knew me well enough to know I wasn't going to give up until I got my way so they had given me what I asked for.
Then I went to the press. They all wanted to know what had happened. I did what was least expected, I stood and answered every question I could as truthfully as I could without telling them about anything psychic. There were cameras and microphones and everything that I greatly dislike about the reporters thrust into my face until I was able to get away.
They all wanted to see Duo.
They all wanted to see Gabriel.
And they all wanted proof.
I did the best I could to arrange everything.
Later that day I had gotten Duo to come to the hospital. I had gotten my dad to contact him, and when Duo was least expecting it I led him into a room filled with reporters, then left him there.
Then I left the hospital. I had gone strait back to the hanger to see Julia. She was the only one I told that I would be going to space. I didn't want anyone following me. At least in space I could take a break. There wouldn't be reporters following me. No more bad guys on my tail. I could relax, have a vacation, feel at home. I'd left a message for my parents, telling them I wouldn't be available for awhile. They'd let everyone else know, and after awhile Julia would tell them where I was.
No one else had been hurt besides Zechs and me, or at least no one who had survived. That was were the real irony comes in.
Zechs had survived.
The bullet had hit a lung, not his heart. Matt had been able to rush him to the ER with Julia riding along as Jack and Duo took care of me. Zechs had made it in time. I'd killed all those people, and Zechs hadn't even died. I don't mean for it to be a bad thing, but I really should have lost that fight. Zechs's death had been the reason I was able to use that power.
I didn't understand my new ability, but it was stronger than anything else I had. I couldn't just use it, I didn't even feel it. The pyro part of me was always there, deep inside my mind, just waiting to spring out, but the ice stayed hidden. Sometimes I could feel a coldness in me, an uncaring ache, and I suppose that is the power, but I can rarely even sense it, and never when I try. Sometimes it's just there.
Following other passengers onto the shuttle I quickly found my seat. I sat next to a window in first class. I always had window seats, but I rarely looked out. The view didn't matter to me I just liked the seats better. With a sigh I pulled out my portable CD player and slipped on the headphones. I turned the music up as high as I could without anyone else being able to hear anything. Then I sat back and ignored everyone.
My thoughts returned to Duo and the others, Duo especially. He was staying with Heero for now. They used to be best friends, Duo was even Heero's best man at his wedding. I think Duo forced himself on Heero more than anything. Heero said he had been a lot like Julia. Something had changed though. A lot of somethings, actually. Yet now he was being thrown back into society, and hopefully the old Duo would come back.
Matt had disappeared before the reporters could get hold of him. I wasn't even sure where he was. He'd probably gone back to work. Julia had been complaining about him up until someone told her who he was. Her eyes had widened and her mouth made a small 'o,' but then she had just shook her head and muttered, "Figures."
Mom had gotten better. She was out of the hospital a day before I was. While she was still pale and anorexicly thin, she was looking better and could walk on her own. She had been so surprised and happy when she saw Duo that she immediately set about finding ways to include her in her work. Before anyone could blink he had a job, an income, and several invitations to balls and parties.
Julia was staying at the hanger. Ethan, Nicolae and her had all been helping Duo make sure the virus was destroyed. They did, however, keep all records of it and the anti-virus safely hidden away in case they were ever needed. Julia had enough of the anti-virus tested and made that she could send it out to all the hospitals in the area in case something did happen. After her work was done Julia was going home with her family, Ethan was going to go with them and find a place nearby. I didn't know exactly what he'd be doing, but I hadn't felt it to be my place to ask.
The rest of the Missing Persons had scattered. Relena had offered all of them jobs and places to stay until they could find something for themselves. Some had taken her up on the offer, others had vanished. No one went looking for them. We all figured that if they wanted to remain enigmas we wouldn't be the ones to stop them.
Last, but certainly not least, was Jack.
Jack had come out with Duo. When people found out Duo was alive Jack decided he'd help out by drawing some of the media away. Jack not only claimed to be Mathew Barton's son that 'died' already, but he demanded that he be given all property that should be his. That included the Barton foundation. Technically he was the oldest living son, and after paying for a DNA test it was proven. Legally it was his. Relena had a field day when she found that out, and they started right away on making plans for peace between their organizations.
Jack had seemed a little apprehensive when he'd last talked to me. It had been too formal to say much, and I wasn't sure what to say anyway. He had apologized about not telling me his past, saying that he knew it probably would have meant something to me. I had agreed, and told him that it was okay, because I had already known. He'd looked surprised, very surprised, and had asked how. I merely said that I talked to Gabriel a lot and he had quite a bit to tell me, not to mention Jack looked a lot like V in very subtle ways. I hadn't been able to stay much longer than that and I had left without saying goodbye.
That had been three days ago. Now I was leaving. Part of me wanted to run back and say goodbye to everyone, maybe even to stay. Knowing what I'd do, however, it would have been very stupid and foolish. I never would have left if I told everyone, someone would want to come or some security measures would have had to be made. It would have turned into some huge event and everyone would know about it. Things were easier if I just kept quiet.
I closed my eyes and leaned back in my seat. Maybe I'd take a nap, it'd be a few hours before we landed.
Someone tapped my shoulder.
I frowned and took off my head set as I got ready to glare at whoever it was. When I looked up and saw Jack the glare vanished.
He grinned down at me. "Hey, imagine meeting you here."
I had to blink back surprise before I could answer. "What are you doing here? Julia didn't say anything, did she?" I asked.
He shook his head. "No, I'm here for business. I'm running an organization now, remember? We have factories and businesses out in the colonies, too. What are you doing here? I thought you'd be helping Heero or Julia or something."
"I'm running away to the colonies to have a vacation. You're not supposed to be here," I said with a grin.
Jack sat down beside me. "Well, I am. I'll just have to trade seats with whoever's sitting next to you and keep you company through out the trip."
Now I did glare, but it was a friendly one. "What makes you think I want you sitting next to me?"
He shrugged. "What makes you think I care what you want? You have no say if I trade seats. You didn't buy the ticket for this one," he paused. "Or did you?"
I shook my head. "No, I planned on sleeping through the trip."
"Then go ahead and sleep. You'll just have to go out to dinner with me so we can talk then," Jack stated.
I blinked. Out to dinner? "Um…" I murmured.
"Or do you have other plans?" he asked, his smile fading a little.
I shrugged uneasily. "No, not really… are you asking me out on a date or is this just a friendly dinner?" I asked.
"If you're going to say no to a date, then we're just going as friends," Jack stated, his grin coming back.
I bit my lip. A date? I'd dated one person, and the first date had only been sense Julia had been there. Of course Ethan and I had been dating for over a year after that, but was I ready for someone else? Well, you never know until you try.
"Sure, I'd love to go out with you," I agreed.
"Good," he said. "Let me go find whoever is supposed to be sitting here, I'll be right back." Jack hopped up to go search for the person.
I watched him leave, not sure what I was feeling. Did I really want to go out with Jack? It didn't matter, I was committed now. I just couldn't stop thinking of what would have happened if his brother hadn't died. I would have dated Vince if he ever asked, he just never had the chance to.
I had the feeling I was starting over, though. I was creating a new chapter in my life now. The old one was finished. All the haunting was about to stop. I wasn't going to forget about it, I'd just stop feeling so guilty. It took my about two seconds to feel better once I had made that decision.
I grinned out the window. Tonight would be fun. And after that… I would figure it out when I get there.
Jack came back and sat down, holding his new ticket in hand. The flight attendant called for everyone to be seated and buckle up. We did as told and the engine started to heat up.
Red spread through my vision.
'Synz?'
I heard laughter. Cold, angry, laughter. I shuddered from the feeling in it, the pain. I shuddered again when I recognized it. It was mine, but it wasn't. The laughter was so filled with hate… it couldn't be mine. I had never felt that way before. Even the feeling for Gabriel… it hadn't been so… evil.
'Synz, leave me alone. That's not my memory, go away.' All of Synz visions had been memories, and I never heard that laugh before. I felt something like a shrug come from Synz, and he vanished, the red fading.
"Alex, are you okay?" Jack asked.
I looked at him, meeting his eyes and seeing such warmth and happiness in them that my fear faded. "Yeah, I'm great," I said. The warning of laughter was erased from my memory just as the shuttle launched, and we took off into space.
First of all.... Questions? Comments? Funny stories? So what'd you think? Good? Bad? Inbetween? I actually have some meaningful questions for you, though.
First: Can anyone tell me how many times Alex got knocked out or passed out durning this story? I honestly don't know and it's been buging me.
Second: Can anyone tell me how many days there are to this story? Again, I don't know.
Third: Does anyone have any suggestions or ideas on how they would like to have had it changed?
And last: Would you like me to go ahead and write the next one in the series, or go back in time and write one from before 'Agent of Oz'.
As for what I have to say, I think the story was pretty good. I liked the ending, I thought it was good. As for what's coming next? I should explain that I've decided that there's going to be a total of five stories in this particular series. Two about Alex's past and one after this. Because the fifth is going to be kind of a conclusion I'm leaning more towards go and writing about the past first, though I'm willing to listen and consider all sugestions made. You should all know though, that I don't plan to start immediately on the next Alex Yuy story, but rather I'm taking a detour and working on a Buffy the Vampire Slayer fic, so if you like Buffy please read it.
Last, but not least, I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed. (in chronological order below)
Kintaro: I'm pretty sure that you only reviewed once, but you were the first so I thank you greatly. If you're still reading I hope you liked the story.
Jedd: You, too, only reviewed once but I'm glad you did. I hope your still reading and thanks for the review.
Lachesis: Hey, I know you don't know much about gundam wing, but it's nice you read my stories anyway. Hope you could somewhat understand them and that you liked what you read.
Mooncancer: You are my favorite reviewer!!!! You posted a review on practically every chaptter and I loved everyone! Thanks so much for reading my stories, it was really great of you!
Ryston: Hey! See? I finished. Thanks for the reviews, hope you liked it. I was actually going to have Chelsea give you some of the chapters before i put them online, but she must not have been able to.
Julia Maxwell: Hey, glad you're reading this. I have a few other ideas I need to run past you before working them out, but thanks for the review!
Azngurl: Thanks for that last review, I'm sorry you can't get online much. I hope you're not grounded or anything. I'm glad you enjoyed my story and I hope you read the next one if you can.
Sir Gabs-a-lot: Hey, you only recently reviewed, but I thank you for speaking up. I'm glad you really liked in and feel free to tell as many people as you want to read it. ^.^
Ninii the Lucil33t: You were the last new person to review, and like I said to sir gabs-a-lot, thanks for saying something! It's great that you liked it and I'm happy you were able to review.
For all other people who might be reading this or might read it in the future, this is your last chance to review, 'cause you just ran out of chapters. So review already! ^.^ I'll edit you into the thank yous later on. Thanks again to everyone!
For the last time this story,
~Rave