Title: Dragon Knights
Author: FalconIce
Pairing: 1x2, 5x13, 6+OC
Rating: PG
Genre:*sweatdrop* Fantasy, humor, Adventure…*scratches head* AU?
Warnings: TWT, Slight OOC…as of the moment may get really weird later. * Nod nod*
Disclaimer: don't own GW or any of its characters. Err…have no mula, money, cash nor dough so if you sew me you're liable to only get a few holes in my skin with your needle…* laughs at her pun* Sew…needle…You get? * Crickets in the background* Well, I tried. *Shrug*
Reviews: Is my food and my soul! Review to me so that this fic can be improved and if no one says there's nothing wrong then the mistakes will never be corrected, neh? ^.~ Or vice versa, if no one sez its good then it'll stagnate and I might never write again! * big wobbly eyes * You wouldn't want that to happen now would you?
Notes: Pirate_Burn is just a big meanie desu but a really good writer! Go check out her fics, you'd be surprised! ^.^
2:00 PM; Saunq Kingdom; Open Field
Zechs looked at their surroundings dubiously; their host right after the meal had announced that they would now go out to fetch their mounts. He hadn't specified where exactly but when they had arrived, Zechs was just right about to keel over from fatigue. It was one thing to handle and operate a Gundam and another to walk for three hours under the scorching heat of the sun to a field in the middle of nowhere with not even a tree in sight to offer shade.
The others except the Perfect soldier was looking as lathered and worn out as he was. Their host though was another exception, he was there striking a magnificent pose with the wind flinging his hair as he stared up into the sky.
"Oi!" Duo called out as he collapsed on the grass in a heap of sweat and grit." What're we doing here in the middle of nowhere again?" It was the exact same question that was now running through Zech's head.
The redhead, having heard the question, turned around to regard the panting and fatigued pilots with an evil glint in his eye. Annoyingly, their host didn't even break a sweat and was now grinning like he had just stopped a war single-handedly or some such. When the platinum haired man thought about it, maybe the man did stop a war single-handedly, that's what they were going to do now after all.
"I somehow feel the urge to run and seek cover under a rock." The Chinese Pilot grunted, eyeing the redhead warily.
"Don't worry. We're just here--if you remember what I told you yesterday—to get your mounts." He explained and squatted down next to the braided pilot.
Succumbing to his fatigue as well, Zechs plopped down next to Wufei and Treize who were in his like condition. Locke eyed the people around him, the smirk never leaving his face.
"Are you guys hot?" He asked innocently, the smirk on his face blossoming into a full blown evil-type-grin.
The onyx eyed pilot of Shenlong was now glaring at the redhead with death in his eyes. Duo was now collapsed on his back and had laid a hand on his eyes to stem the flow of light. Locke clapped and nodded.
"Well, I'm taking pity on you strong and mighty Gundam boys so I'll provide you guys with shade, okay?" He smiled.
Zechs and the other pilots and one General could only blink as right behind the redhead, a huge tree was beginning to sprout out of nowhere. It was a giant oak in fact and its slender young stem burst into a mighty bark laden trunk with its tender young shoots spreading to a full size canopy above them.
"Er…" the amethyst eyed pilot blinked, his eyes gazing to the leaves now above them." Where did the giant tree come from? Last time I looked, there was only the hot scorching menace of a sun?"
The other pilots simply blinked and turned their heads to the happily clapping host who had a really silly grin on his face. Zechs could only shake his head at the childish behavior.
Locke turned his attention to them," Well aren't you happy?" He asked almond shaped amber eyes blinking innocently.
Wufei snorted," You still haven't explained to us exactly how you do that." He said, still glaring balefully at the redhead.
"Oh, you mean the plant things?' He asked, still smiling brightly," It's all in the flick of the wrist!" He exclaimed and with a flick of his wrist, Wufei had turned into a small green scaled dragon puffing out small gouts of flame.
"SHIMATTA!" the tiny reptile cried out, flapping its equally tiny emerald hued wings before turning it's angered gaze to the redhead." What did you do to me???"
"I think it's cute." The General exclaimed and scooped up the agitated little lizard into his arms and cuddling it.
"Let go OF ME!" it bellowed as it squirmed in the arms of the ginger haired man," TREIZE I MEAN IT!"
Reluctantly, the General released the small reptile and it quickly scurried back to where Wufei had been sitting earlier.
"Turn me back or I'll swear I'll roast your annoying leather clad rump!" The dragon threatened, new puffs of smoke and fire coming out of its snout.
The red haired warrior merely looked at the little flaming reptile with an amused glance before bending down and scooping the irritated thing into his arms.
"I think its cute!" Pilot 02 cooed, and held out his arms," Can I hold the little thing too?" He asked, big purple eyes sparkling mischievously.
"Don't you even start on me MAXWELL!" The little dragon squealed within the embrace of the red haired warrior.
"Sure!" Locke handed the squirming bundle of emerald hued scales to the evilly grinning pilot of Deathscythe.
"LET GO OF ME YOU BAKAS!" he punctuated his protest with a small sear of flame which made both young men let go.
"You're being so mean Wu!" The braided pilot pouted, crossing his arms on his chest.
"Can't we get on with our objectives?" A nasal voice interrupted the short interlude amongst the others.
Amber eyes gazed deeply into cobalt blue before the redhead shrugged his shoulders and consented to the task ahead.
"I guess we should go back to work." He stated and stood up dusting the grass stains and other bits of fluff from his leather clad posterior. He then eyed the others around him and motioned for all of them to stand at the same time a surprised Wufei in human form appeared where the form of the small dragon had been. The Chinese was about to sputter indignantly but was silenced by a stern look of disapproval from the redhead.
He raised his hands above them," We will now begin the ritual of summoning." He stated and gestured that they form a line before him and as they did so, he gave each one of them a nod before closing his eyes," Bring out the good; bring out the bad; Men before who've stood; I'll take what you have." He then raised his eyes and regarded each of them with blazing amber eyes.
Zechs was left mostly speechless throughout the entire occurrence but so were the others. Now, Locke was heading towards them, expression serious and even deadly. The platinum haired man couldn't help but think that this was the real man underneath all that cheerful façade.
"I summon the spirit; I summon thee now; Cometh Herewith; in my presence bow." He murmured as he came face to face with the Zechs who at that time had stopped breathing. Then, out of nowhere, the redhead's arm shot out and seemed to plunge right into his chest. The breath he'd been holding suddenly whooshed right out to the amazement and horror of the others.
Throughout the entire debacle, Locke had his eyes focused right at Zech's blue ones. His face betrayed no emotion as his hand, still in the platinum haired man's chest, wiggled this way and that as if searching for something. Looking down, Zechs couldn't help but feel fascinated at the limb protruding out of him but he was not to contemplate further as the hand shot out as suddenly as it had come in. In the redhead's grasp was it seemed to Zechs, a tiny platinum colored egg.
"Breathe tiny one; Face thy Master before thee; I proclaim you my son; Blessing I bestow unto thee." With this last proclamation, the tiny egg in his hand started to crack and tiny slivers of light came through. Then, once the egg fully opened, the light became blindingly bright and all the pilots had to cover their eyes but as everything had to end, this birth had as well.
Zechs soon became aware of a wriggling sensation in his arms and when he opened his eyes, he was met with smiling amber.
"Here is your mount. You may call him anything you wish." Locke pointed to the tiny squealing bundle of platinum scales and claws." He will grow into a full length dragon if you wished but it would be best if you do that a week from now." Zechs nodded dumbly as his eyes were focused intently on the squirming mass of reptile in his arms.
The redhead turned to the others, his smile bright but if one were to look closely, one would notice that it didn't quite reach his eyes." I will do the same for all you…" He stated and raised his and." I did that to Zechs as to situate you with what I would do. Now I will do this in an instant to all of you at once. Am I understood?"
Zechs looked up form his scrutiny of the tiny bundle in his arms and could see that the whole area that had once been so lively seemed to become chillingly cold even though the burning sun was still hovering just overhead.
The blinding light came back and when it disappeared, each pilot had his very own squealing bundle of scales and claws in their arms. The platinum blonde noted that Pilot 02 had gotten a black dragon; Pilot 01 had a sapphire dragon; Wufei, a confused look on his face, had a dragon that could have been the twin to what he had turned into just a few moments ago and Treize, smiling bemusedly had a gold-copper dragon in his arms.
"…I…" Duo seemed to have been robbed of coherent speech as his eyes laid, full of care, on the now sleeping dragon youngling in his arms.
It seemed that the effort have cost their host much as he soon sagged unto the ground panting.
"I'm glad you like it." Locke gave a small smile and the others, including Zechs, soon found their host fast asleep, the smile still on his lips.
It was Wufei who soon shattered the silence reigning over the area around them with a stomp of his feet." SHIMATTA!" He exclaimed to the delighted chirp of the emerald dragon in his arms." It's a real live dragon WYRM!"
"We are well aware of that fact little dragon." chuckled Treize as he caressed the head of the snoozing dragon in his hold.
Zechs smiled as Duo giggled beside him. Heero, funny and out of character as it was had turned to looking at the small reptile in his arms with confusion.
"What do we do with these?" His nasal voice although flat and emotionless held a certain tone which that Zechs swore could have been a faint plea for help.
The violet eyed boy beside him burst out laughing, amazingly, the small black dragon in his arms had followed the example of his master with its tiny little body heaving at the action.
The cobalt-eyed boy turned to glare at the laughing braided boy and unsurprisingly the little sapphire dragon in his arms had mimicked the action as well.
A little curious of the phenomenon happening before him, the platinum haired man turned to look at his own dragon that was adorably looking back at him with plaintive crystalline orbs.
'Zechs-san?' came the inquiring voice that suddenly appeared in his mind. The nobleman widened his eyes and stared with new intensity at the crystal orbs aimed at him.
"Did you just talk?" He asked but the little creature's answer was drowned out by a surprised shriek from a certain Pilot of Deathscythe.
"WAI!" The teen exclaimed as he held up the tiny smirking dragon in his arms up into the air," SHINI TALKED! THAT'S SO SUGOI!" The black dragon just chirped back happily, it tiny wings fluttering.
'So I guess I'm not the only one' Zechs thought to himself with no small amount of amusement.
'Of course not Zechs-san, the master would never look over a thing as critical as bonded to bonded communication.' The platinum dragon replied as it wrapped its platinum tail around one of his arms.
'I can't believe that Pilot 01 is actually smiling…'
'Do you call that a smile Zechs-san?' asked the platinum dragon to which Zechs chuckled, amused.
'To an extent, yes.' He replied in return, still chuckling.
'But it's just a little twist at the right side of his mouth.'
'To him, that's as big as a smile he's ever going to show.'
'That's kind of sad Zechs-san.'
'It's alright Miri…but that's what happens when you're in a war too young.'
'Is that my name Zechs-san?' Shimmering crystalline eyes looked as him and Zechs couldn't help but smile widely at the sight. Almost felt like a son.
'Do you like it Miri?' He asked, unconsciously apprehensive.
The little dragon chirped,' Hai! It's nice.' It proceeded to snuggle deeper into his arms.' At last I am named.' Miri whispered before falling asleep in Zechs' arms.
Suddenly, Zechs was yanked away from the calm moment as an arrow whizzed just a couple of inches from the tip of his nose to forcefully embed itself on the trunk of the tree Locke had grown earlier.
"Kisama!" Wufei exclaimed jumping a little which startled the little emerald dragon in his hold.
Duo then drew closer to the arrow, a serious look on his face while Heero, his partner, had taken on to scanning the immediate area around them for the perpetuator.
It would have been a funny sight-the arrow stuck into the tree just a few centimeters above the head of the redhead-if the situation wasn't so serious and life threatening.
"I can't believe that Baka didn't wake up!" The oriental pilot of Shenlong opined.
Duo, in the meantime, had drawn away from the arrow clutching one hand close to his chest. Shini, as Zechs heard Duo call the ebony dragon, was crooning sadly while seated on the shoulder of his bonded.
"There's something on the arrow." He began, eyes a little wild." I can't touch it." He then showed his arm that had been held at his chest to them. It was a little pink-looking a lot like a minor burn.
"It's magic."
They all turned their attention to the redhead whom they had previously thought was asleep.
"I see none in range to fire the weapon." Heero intoned, eyes still scanning the fields around.
Treize then commented "How can we ever hope to fight a battle with weapons such as these which we have no experience at all." He turned vivid blue eyes to the warrior sitting against the tree, eyes still closed to the world.
"There are ways." Locke replied cryptically but when he opened his eyes, they were blue instead of the amber they had gotten used to.
"Kisama, what happened to your eyes?!" Wufei asked, startled and a little bit afraid as well.
Zechs too, was feeling a little bit of fear as well as surprise. Things were really coming too fast for him and maybe the other pilots to keep up.
Red hair suddenly transmuted to spiky blonde and slightly bronze skin turned creamy white. The small smile that had been on Locke's sleeping face turned into a wicked fanged grin.
"Who are you?" Treize asked drawing beside a speechless Zechs.
Heero's hand had delved into his spandex space for a gun but as he brought his hand out, it was empty. He didn't dwel on the fact too long as he soon raised his fists to a defensive position-there were other ways of fighting other than by using arms after all.
"Welcome to Hell." The spiky hared individual stated, blue eyes sparkling with an emotion that sent a shiver coursing down Zechs' spine. "I'm Ki."
Author's Notes:
All I would like to say is, Thank you to Maria Khushrenada for being the only person staying devoted to this series. You're giving me inspiration to continue; although it's not much I'm actually starting to enjoy this fic. ^.^ Hope you like it as well. Gomen for the inconsistencies though, haven't seen Gundam Wing except for a few episodes so I'm making a lot of stuff up. ^.^ Once again, Thank you. ^.^
P.S. I will continue this series even if no one is reading. It's getting to be mighty fun desu! ^.^
NOTES: Thanks to the grammatically correct Brin Ray and Silent Angel aka Lady Rage for beta reading this fic! ^.^ Arigatou gozaimasu!
Note-sies: Okie dokie. If anyone wants this particular fic to go on or rather to be written faster; a few comments/reviews would be extremely welcome. If you also spot various typos and mis-grammar kindly inform me as I have yet no beta-reader for this fic. Thank you to all and have a nice day! ^.^
Author: FalconIce
Pairing: 1x2, 5x13, 6+OC
Rating: PG
Genre:*sweatdrop* Fantasy, humor, Adventure…*scratches head* AU?
Warnings: TWT, Slight OOC…as of the moment may get really weird later. * Nod nod*
Disclaimer: don't own GW or any of its characters. Err…have no mula, money, cash nor dough so if you sew me you're liable to only get a few holes in my skin with your needle…* laughs at her pun* Sew…needle…You get? * Crickets in the background* Well, I tried. *Shrug*
Reviews: Is my food and my soul! Review to me so that this fic can be improved and if no one says there's nothing wrong then the mistakes will never be corrected, neh? ^.~ Or vice versa, if no one sez its good then it'll stagnate and I might never write again! * big wobbly eyes * You wouldn't want that to happen now would you?
Notes: Pirate_Burn is just a big meanie desu but a really good writer! Go check out her fics, you'd be surprised! ^.^
2:00 PM; Saunq Kingdom; Open Field
Zechs looked at their surroundings dubiously; their host right after the meal had announced that they would now go out to fetch their mounts. He hadn't specified where exactly but when they had arrived, Zechs was just right about to keel over from fatigue. It was one thing to handle and operate a Gundam and another to walk for three hours under the scorching heat of the sun to a field in the middle of nowhere with not even a tree in sight to offer shade.
The others except the Perfect soldier was looking as lathered and worn out as he was. Their host though was another exception, he was there striking a magnificent pose with the wind flinging his hair as he stared up into the sky.
"Oi!" Duo called out as he collapsed on the grass in a heap of sweat and grit." What're we doing here in the middle of nowhere again?" It was the exact same question that was now running through Zech's head.
The redhead, having heard the question, turned around to regard the panting and fatigued pilots with an evil glint in his eye. Annoyingly, their host didn't even break a sweat and was now grinning like he had just stopped a war single-handedly or some such. When the platinum haired man thought about it, maybe the man did stop a war single-handedly, that's what they were going to do now after all.
"I somehow feel the urge to run and seek cover under a rock." The Chinese Pilot grunted, eyeing the redhead warily.
"Don't worry. We're just here--if you remember what I told you yesterday—to get your mounts." He explained and squatted down next to the braided pilot.
Succumbing to his fatigue as well, Zechs plopped down next to Wufei and Treize who were in his like condition. Locke eyed the people around him, the smirk never leaving his face.
"Are you guys hot?" He asked innocently, the smirk on his face blossoming into a full blown evil-type-grin.
The onyx eyed pilot of Shenlong was now glaring at the redhead with death in his eyes. Duo was now collapsed on his back and had laid a hand on his eyes to stem the flow of light. Locke clapped and nodded.
"Well, I'm taking pity on you strong and mighty Gundam boys so I'll provide you guys with shade, okay?" He smiled.
Zechs and the other pilots and one General could only blink as right behind the redhead, a huge tree was beginning to sprout out of nowhere. It was a giant oak in fact and its slender young stem burst into a mighty bark laden trunk with its tender young shoots spreading to a full size canopy above them.
"Er…" the amethyst eyed pilot blinked, his eyes gazing to the leaves now above them." Where did the giant tree come from? Last time I looked, there was only the hot scorching menace of a sun?"
The other pilots simply blinked and turned their heads to the happily clapping host who had a really silly grin on his face. Zechs could only shake his head at the childish behavior.
Locke turned his attention to them," Well aren't you happy?" He asked almond shaped amber eyes blinking innocently.
Wufei snorted," You still haven't explained to us exactly how you do that." He said, still glaring balefully at the redhead.
"Oh, you mean the plant things?' He asked, still smiling brightly," It's all in the flick of the wrist!" He exclaimed and with a flick of his wrist, Wufei had turned into a small green scaled dragon puffing out small gouts of flame.
"SHIMATTA!" the tiny reptile cried out, flapping its equally tiny emerald hued wings before turning it's angered gaze to the redhead." What did you do to me???"
"I think it's cute." The General exclaimed and scooped up the agitated little lizard into his arms and cuddling it.
"Let go OF ME!" it bellowed as it squirmed in the arms of the ginger haired man," TREIZE I MEAN IT!"
Reluctantly, the General released the small reptile and it quickly scurried back to where Wufei had been sitting earlier.
"Turn me back or I'll swear I'll roast your annoying leather clad rump!" The dragon threatened, new puffs of smoke and fire coming out of its snout.
The red haired warrior merely looked at the little flaming reptile with an amused glance before bending down and scooping the irritated thing into his arms.
"I think its cute!" Pilot 02 cooed, and held out his arms," Can I hold the little thing too?" He asked, big purple eyes sparkling mischievously.
"Don't you even start on me MAXWELL!" The little dragon squealed within the embrace of the red haired warrior.
"Sure!" Locke handed the squirming bundle of emerald hued scales to the evilly grinning pilot of Deathscythe.
"LET GO OF ME YOU BAKAS!" he punctuated his protest with a small sear of flame which made both young men let go.
"You're being so mean Wu!" The braided pilot pouted, crossing his arms on his chest.
"Can't we get on with our objectives?" A nasal voice interrupted the short interlude amongst the others.
Amber eyes gazed deeply into cobalt blue before the redhead shrugged his shoulders and consented to the task ahead.
"I guess we should go back to work." He stated and stood up dusting the grass stains and other bits of fluff from his leather clad posterior. He then eyed the others around him and motioned for all of them to stand at the same time a surprised Wufei in human form appeared where the form of the small dragon had been. The Chinese was about to sputter indignantly but was silenced by a stern look of disapproval from the redhead.
He raised his hands above them," We will now begin the ritual of summoning." He stated and gestured that they form a line before him and as they did so, he gave each one of them a nod before closing his eyes," Bring out the good; bring out the bad; Men before who've stood; I'll take what you have." He then raised his eyes and regarded each of them with blazing amber eyes.
Zechs was left mostly speechless throughout the entire occurrence but so were the others. Now, Locke was heading towards them, expression serious and even deadly. The platinum haired man couldn't help but think that this was the real man underneath all that cheerful façade.
"I summon the spirit; I summon thee now; Cometh Herewith; in my presence bow." He murmured as he came face to face with the Zechs who at that time had stopped breathing. Then, out of nowhere, the redhead's arm shot out and seemed to plunge right into his chest. The breath he'd been holding suddenly whooshed right out to the amazement and horror of the others.
Throughout the entire debacle, Locke had his eyes focused right at Zech's blue ones. His face betrayed no emotion as his hand, still in the platinum haired man's chest, wiggled this way and that as if searching for something. Looking down, Zechs couldn't help but feel fascinated at the limb protruding out of him but he was not to contemplate further as the hand shot out as suddenly as it had come in. In the redhead's grasp was it seemed to Zechs, a tiny platinum colored egg.
"Breathe tiny one; Face thy Master before thee; I proclaim you my son; Blessing I bestow unto thee." With this last proclamation, the tiny egg in his hand started to crack and tiny slivers of light came through. Then, once the egg fully opened, the light became blindingly bright and all the pilots had to cover their eyes but as everything had to end, this birth had as well.
Zechs soon became aware of a wriggling sensation in his arms and when he opened his eyes, he was met with smiling amber.
"Here is your mount. You may call him anything you wish." Locke pointed to the tiny squealing bundle of platinum scales and claws." He will grow into a full length dragon if you wished but it would be best if you do that a week from now." Zechs nodded dumbly as his eyes were focused intently on the squirming mass of reptile in his arms.
The redhead turned to the others, his smile bright but if one were to look closely, one would notice that it didn't quite reach his eyes." I will do the same for all you…" He stated and raised his and." I did that to Zechs as to situate you with what I would do. Now I will do this in an instant to all of you at once. Am I understood?"
Zechs looked up form his scrutiny of the tiny bundle in his arms and could see that the whole area that had once been so lively seemed to become chillingly cold even though the burning sun was still hovering just overhead.
The blinding light came back and when it disappeared, each pilot had his very own squealing bundle of scales and claws in their arms. The platinum blonde noted that Pilot 02 had gotten a black dragon; Pilot 01 had a sapphire dragon; Wufei, a confused look on his face, had a dragon that could have been the twin to what he had turned into just a few moments ago and Treize, smiling bemusedly had a gold-copper dragon in his arms.
"…I…" Duo seemed to have been robbed of coherent speech as his eyes laid, full of care, on the now sleeping dragon youngling in his arms.
It seemed that the effort have cost their host much as he soon sagged unto the ground panting.
"I'm glad you like it." Locke gave a small smile and the others, including Zechs, soon found their host fast asleep, the smile still on his lips.
It was Wufei who soon shattered the silence reigning over the area around them with a stomp of his feet." SHIMATTA!" He exclaimed to the delighted chirp of the emerald dragon in his arms." It's a real live dragon WYRM!"
"We are well aware of that fact little dragon." chuckled Treize as he caressed the head of the snoozing dragon in his hold.
Zechs smiled as Duo giggled beside him. Heero, funny and out of character as it was had turned to looking at the small reptile in his arms with confusion.
"What do we do with these?" His nasal voice although flat and emotionless held a certain tone which that Zechs swore could have been a faint plea for help.
The violet eyed boy beside him burst out laughing, amazingly, the small black dragon in his arms had followed the example of his master with its tiny little body heaving at the action.
The cobalt-eyed boy turned to glare at the laughing braided boy and unsurprisingly the little sapphire dragon in his arms had mimicked the action as well.
A little curious of the phenomenon happening before him, the platinum haired man turned to look at his own dragon that was adorably looking back at him with plaintive crystalline orbs.
'Zechs-san?' came the inquiring voice that suddenly appeared in his mind. The nobleman widened his eyes and stared with new intensity at the crystal orbs aimed at him.
"Did you just talk?" He asked but the little creature's answer was drowned out by a surprised shriek from a certain Pilot of Deathscythe.
"WAI!" The teen exclaimed as he held up the tiny smirking dragon in his arms up into the air," SHINI TALKED! THAT'S SO SUGOI!" The black dragon just chirped back happily, it tiny wings fluttering.
'So I guess I'm not the only one' Zechs thought to himself with no small amount of amusement.
'Of course not Zechs-san, the master would never look over a thing as critical as bonded to bonded communication.' The platinum dragon replied as it wrapped its platinum tail around one of his arms.
'I can't believe that Pilot 01 is actually smiling…'
'Do you call that a smile Zechs-san?' asked the platinum dragon to which Zechs chuckled, amused.
'To an extent, yes.' He replied in return, still chuckling.
'But it's just a little twist at the right side of his mouth.'
'To him, that's as big as a smile he's ever going to show.'
'That's kind of sad Zechs-san.'
'It's alright Miri…but that's what happens when you're in a war too young.'
'Is that my name Zechs-san?' Shimmering crystalline eyes looked as him and Zechs couldn't help but smile widely at the sight. Almost felt like a son.
'Do you like it Miri?' He asked, unconsciously apprehensive.
The little dragon chirped,' Hai! It's nice.' It proceeded to snuggle deeper into his arms.' At last I am named.' Miri whispered before falling asleep in Zechs' arms.
Suddenly, Zechs was yanked away from the calm moment as an arrow whizzed just a couple of inches from the tip of his nose to forcefully embed itself on the trunk of the tree Locke had grown earlier.
"Kisama!" Wufei exclaimed jumping a little which startled the little emerald dragon in his hold.
Duo then drew closer to the arrow, a serious look on his face while Heero, his partner, had taken on to scanning the immediate area around them for the perpetuator.
It would have been a funny sight-the arrow stuck into the tree just a few centimeters above the head of the redhead-if the situation wasn't so serious and life threatening.
"I can't believe that Baka didn't wake up!" The oriental pilot of Shenlong opined.
Duo, in the meantime, had drawn away from the arrow clutching one hand close to his chest. Shini, as Zechs heard Duo call the ebony dragon, was crooning sadly while seated on the shoulder of his bonded.
"There's something on the arrow." He began, eyes a little wild." I can't touch it." He then showed his arm that had been held at his chest to them. It was a little pink-looking a lot like a minor burn.
"It's magic."
They all turned their attention to the redhead whom they had previously thought was asleep.
"I see none in range to fire the weapon." Heero intoned, eyes still scanning the fields around.
Treize then commented "How can we ever hope to fight a battle with weapons such as these which we have no experience at all." He turned vivid blue eyes to the warrior sitting against the tree, eyes still closed to the world.
"There are ways." Locke replied cryptically but when he opened his eyes, they were blue instead of the amber they had gotten used to.
"Kisama, what happened to your eyes?!" Wufei asked, startled and a little bit afraid as well.
Zechs too, was feeling a little bit of fear as well as surprise. Things were really coming too fast for him and maybe the other pilots to keep up.
Red hair suddenly transmuted to spiky blonde and slightly bronze skin turned creamy white. The small smile that had been on Locke's sleeping face turned into a wicked fanged grin.
"Who are you?" Treize asked drawing beside a speechless Zechs.
Heero's hand had delved into his spandex space for a gun but as he brought his hand out, it was empty. He didn't dwel on the fact too long as he soon raised his fists to a defensive position-there were other ways of fighting other than by using arms after all.
"Welcome to Hell." The spiky hared individual stated, blue eyes sparkling with an emotion that sent a shiver coursing down Zechs' spine. "I'm Ki."
Author's Notes:
All I would like to say is, Thank you to Maria Khushrenada for being the only person staying devoted to this series. You're giving me inspiration to continue; although it's not much I'm actually starting to enjoy this fic. ^.^ Hope you like it as well. Gomen for the inconsistencies though, haven't seen Gundam Wing except for a few episodes so I'm making a lot of stuff up. ^.^ Once again, Thank you. ^.^
P.S. I will continue this series even if no one is reading. It's getting to be mighty fun desu! ^.^
NOTES: Thanks to the grammatically correct Brin Ray and Silent Angel aka Lady Rage for beta reading this fic! ^.^ Arigatou gozaimasu!
Note-sies: Okie dokie. If anyone wants this particular fic to go on or rather to be written faster; a few comments/reviews would be extremely welcome. If you also spot various typos and mis-grammar kindly inform me as I have yet no beta-reader for this fic. Thank you to all and have a nice day! ^.^
