Forbidden Emotions
By Hannio
Chapter Nine
Faces from the past
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Trowa as you all well know I'd rather own Heero myself but anyway they belong to the creator However, don't you just love it when there is a however, Drew, Kenny and Nathan belong to me, yes they came from my twisted little mind. Well actually I was prompted by Jenihenpen to create them but the basics are from me.
AUTHOR NOTE: Hello see I promised that I would be faster this time... Well I couldn't be much slower, I have to say I kinda like this chapter but if I hadn't been pushed then I would never have done it, because Trowa's great, not as great as Heero but we can't all be perfect can we, anyway you'll get what I mean when you read it so enjoy.
Trowa's eyelids fluttered opened and he groaned softly as a blinded pain envoloped him as conciousness came fully to him. He lay on the ground panting trying to get rid of the pain in his head, keeping his eyes closed as he took a little time to gather himself enough to open his eyes and take in his surroundings.
"Where am I?" his mind questioned. He automatically took in this situation. His hands and feet had been binded roughly together, the hands made it impossible for him to move but the feet were tied loose enough for him to get out. a grim smile came over his features they had obviously underestimated him. The room was lit by a dim light from the next room and he was by himself. He dragged himself into a sitting posistion his head still throbbing and listened, he could hear 3 voices talking in the next room where the light was
"When are we going to do it Mr Nathan" a youngish eager voice said, there was the silence broken only by the sound of a lighter being used and clicked down
"Calm down boy" an older man said "We'll have plenty of time to make Nanashi suffer take my word for it" there was the sound of a small laugh, Trowa's eyes widened
"Nanashi" he whispered to himself he hadn't been called that since the old days when he was at the mercenaries, Nanaishi had been a term used to describe him and to humilate him, he could still remember the way the faces had darkened when they saw him, the hate in them, that's when they would beat him till he could barely stand. Others raped him, laughing at his cries of pain, after a while he didn't cry out anymore, didn't show any emotions to the outside world, he had become as silent as a ghost determined not to give them the satifaction of a response, eventually they had stopped going onto the next new kid but the damage had been done leaving a permant scar that couldn't be seen
"It'a about time we finally got him back for what he did, killing our family" the voice was full of hate and bitterness, deep down Trowa couldn't blame him, he had killed all the mercenies thinking them traitors, only later did he find out that he had been betrayed by the one person he trusted. That had broken everything about him, he no longer trusted anyone, let anyone get close until recently, since the other Gundam pilots and Catherine came into his life and he slowly began to trust them.
"We will, we will" the voice said, it sounded so familar but Trowa just couldn't place it, he frowned "I must go now, my superior is expecting me. I'm leaving you in charge Kenny make sure nothing goes wrong I don't want my..." he paused over the words "My pet getting away" the bitter voice replied
"Don't worry sir he won't get away"
"Good I'll be back tomorrow don't dissappoint me Kenny" then there was the sound of footsteps walking away. Trowa posistioned himself on the floor with his eyes closed and waited, while they had been talking he managed to loosen the ropes round his ankle till he could pull them out at a moment notice
"I can't believe have to wait till tomorrow to make him suffer" the younger voice complained, Kenny spoke a hint of laughter in his voice
"No Drew" he said "He said don't kill him, he never said anything about making him suffer a bit before" there was another cruel laugh "What do you think Drew the most humilitating thing you could do to a person?" there was a silence
"I don't know, embarrass them at work?" there was the sound of someone hitting someone across the head than Kenny spoke
"No fool" he replied "You slowly and painfully strip them of their self confidence and do you know how you do that? make them feel like shit, make them want to kill themselves? Do you Drew?"
"No not really I've never had to do something like that"
"Fool" came the reply "You strip them of their identity, make them lost, violate their mind with comments and make them doubt themselves and you violate them physically as well"
"Physically?" came Drew's shaky reply
"You just show them Drew how weak they are. What could be more humaliting then that?" he question and laughed "I've seen Nanashi a few times my lad and today it's your turn. Make him suffer he killed your father, turned against him and shot him for no reason leaving you and your sister alone so make him suffer"
"I will" came the reply through gritted teeth
"That's my lad now go and get him I'll be near by, don't come out till you've done it" Trowa's eyes narrowed, Kenny he could never forget him, he was the first one who raped him, pleasure at him suffering had been present in the hazel eyes that glared at him, since that day it had been Kenny who haunted his nightmares, to his surprise he found himself shaking like he did when he was a child. Well he was stronger now and he wouldn't allow it to happen not again. The door opened and a silhoulette appeared and with him a light in the room. A hand roughly pulled Trowa onto his back and spoke to him in harsh tones
"Get up Nanishi, nap times over" Trowa's eyes remained shut until a fist went smashing into his side and he grunted his eyes opening to find himself staring up at a boy who must of been 17 maybe 18, messy blond hair spilled onto a thin pale face while grey eyes looked down at him hate and interest in their depths at the same time. "It's time to make you suffer like you made my Dad suffer" For an instant Trowa felt his resolve wavering. He had already taken the father away did he really have to take the son away as well, but he had heard the resolve in Drew's voice and seen the look of determination on his face. He made a slight movement as Drew bent down to him, he saw the exact minute Drew saw what he was doing because he turned and yelled "He's Free" that was the last words he uttered as Trowa kicked his legs out from under him, Drew went crashing to the ground with a thump and Trowa's thighs wrapped round his neck tightly after a minute struggle Trowa broke his neck with a quick movement and unwrapped his legs glancing at the dead boy. It was a shame Kenny had gotten to him. He glanced up to see 5 men watching him and leading them was Kenny, his eyes widened as memories swapped him, at that one second he was no longer Trowa Barton, Pilot of heavyarms, he was just a lost boy who didn't even have a name.
"Well Nanashi I see you killed Drew I thought you might. Well that doesn't matter it just leaves more for me I guess like old times remember. Trowa stood his ground trying to ignore the feeling in the pit of his stomach. Kenny smirked "At least you're not sniverling like a baby this time" then turned to the others with him "Have fun boys just don't kill him I want something left for me to play with not to mention the big boss" the men nodded and rushed at Trowa, he managed to knocked one out but the rest jumped him punching him everywhere they could, they were like a bunch of animals over a scrap of meat. Trowa's eyes widened as the pain hit him and with it an image of Heero, he didn't even have time to think of it as blackness came to claim him.
Well there you all go. See I like Trowa and I don't like having to torture him at all or have him beating up all the time, however you all seem to like Trowa being beaten up to an inch of his life and nursed by Heero, heck I like that part too, but I don't necessarily enjoy it. Anyway please review and tell me what you think, and if you wanna flame it then just walk away because I don't have time for you at all, plus if you don't like it then why are you reading it??? anyway any other type is great for me.