THIS CHAPTER IS WRITTEN WHILE THINKING OF THE AWFUL SYDNEY BUSHFIRES, AND
OF THE PEOPLE WHO ARE IN NEED AT THIS TIME.
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Baby Psycho:
Good god, this story is getting easier to write. Sorry to anyone who was actually waiting for the next chapter. I couldn't find the energy to finish writing it. That's over now, so don't worry, this story will be completed.
I don't own Gundam Wing (I really want to though, so if the owners are reading you're free to give it to me)
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The Immortals
Chapter 4-
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One morning in AC 259 a decision was made, a decision that would alter the future of one country forever.
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Quatre felt the most overwhelming sadness, he wasn't sure if it was his or not. The morning's news had effectively left them without a remaining tie to their original lives. Hilde had died, age 79. It had been a shock to everyone, and it had taken Heero nearly four hours to coax Duo out of the kitchen cupboard.
Quatre shuddered. Duo's mental stability had, well, decreased. Quatre thought this wrong, as he believed Duo had only a small amount in the beginning. Duo had started having bouts of insanity. Nothing too bad, but whenever he had an attack he felt the need to hide somewhere in the kitchen.
Quatre considered himself to be an understanding and loyal friend, but really, having to pick metre long hairs out of your food for months after each attack was VERY annoying.
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Heero had continued to employ his stealth tactics. The others were still exceptional, but no one but Duo could sense him before it was too late. This would have been fine, but Heero, being Heero, had to walk around with his gun, appearing at someone's shoulder and shadowing them for awhile before slipping away unnoticed. They hadn't known this until Duo had told them at dinner almost 2 years ago.
They found the knowledge quite disturbing, and had briefly discussed talking to Heero about announcing himself whenever he entered the room. They had never told him, as his gun always seemed to be innocently pointing at them no matter where they went in the room. Duo had even refused. He might have been insane, but he wasn't stupid, or suicidal.
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Trowa and Wufei were sitting in the dining room. The 5 of them could of ben very rich if they hadn't blown most of the money in the unmarked accounts. Now that everyone was dead there would be nothing wrong with using their private accounts.
Wufei was telling anyone who would listen, this was Trowa, about what he would do with his newly reclaimed fortune.
" I'm going to buy a traditional style house, with a large garden and running stream, my own solid katana, seeing as that idiot Maxwell broke my last one and I might even". Wufei was cut off, as the previously mentioned Maxwell flew straight through the door, and crashed onto the table.
Duo smiled sheepishly as he pulled himself off the floor. He brushed off the small shards of wood that had once been their dining table, " Ah, I'm sorta sorry, it's not my fault anyway, erm, blame Heero." With that he turned and fled the room.
Trowa stared blankly at the door before turning to his coffee mug that he was holding in midair. He shrugged before going with the flow and dropping it to the floor. He looked at Wufei, and seeing the red face, prompted him, " you were saying?" Wufei scowled, then continued his list.
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It was decided that they would have a house meeting. This was not a good thing, Duo had even attempted to hide in the fridge but Quatre had grabbed him by the waist and hooked his feet on each side of the door.
Quatre was the one who had come up with the idea of a house meeting. They had only had a handful, and most members had agreed that they were dangerous and unhealthy practices. For strange reasons they could never clearly remember what happened, but there was a feeling of panic whenever Quatre announced one.
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Heero was not in a happy mood. Duo had broken the table that was normally used in these occasions and Quatre had refused to move, so here he was, stuck sitting on the floor, in a circle.
The circle immediately fell quiet as Quatre opened his mouth to speak. " I have decided, after a little observation that we need to think about a", he looked around the room for the answer. Duo was the only one who volunteered one, " a new table? Or maybe a pool, we could get a good car cause I crashed ours last week. Ooh, I've got it, we need a new television" the spirit was passed along, and soon everyone was contributing, " A boat" "No a holiday" " How about a cook and a maid?" " I agree with Maxwell, we need a new car".
The ideas continued, they were getting worse and worse. Trowa personally didn't see the need for anyone here to own an evil twin. They were starting to argue, and it was soon a full out fight. Just as Heero started to pull out his gun Quatre snapped. "THAT'S IT, WE ARE MOVING. I DON'T CARE WHERE, BUT WE ARE LEAVING THIS HOUSE. I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!"
The room was immediately frozen, Heero stood stock still, his gun pressed on Wufei's temple. With his mission completed Quatre stalked out of the room, calling out " meeting adjourned" over his shoulder.
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Thank you for reading. I really hope you review. This was just a chapter to practice character interaction in. Please tell me if I'm doing any good.
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Next Chapter- The pilots move to ____, and they decide to go back to school, after a few problems with the authorities.
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Baby Psycho:
Good god, this story is getting easier to write. Sorry to anyone who was actually waiting for the next chapter. I couldn't find the energy to finish writing it. That's over now, so don't worry, this story will be completed.
I don't own Gundam Wing (I really want to though, so if the owners are reading you're free to give it to me)
^ ^ ^
The Immortals
Chapter 4-
^ ^ ^
One morning in AC 259 a decision was made, a decision that would alter the future of one country forever.
^ ^ ^
Quatre felt the most overwhelming sadness, he wasn't sure if it was his or not. The morning's news had effectively left them without a remaining tie to their original lives. Hilde had died, age 79. It had been a shock to everyone, and it had taken Heero nearly four hours to coax Duo out of the kitchen cupboard.
Quatre shuddered. Duo's mental stability had, well, decreased. Quatre thought this wrong, as he believed Duo had only a small amount in the beginning. Duo had started having bouts of insanity. Nothing too bad, but whenever he had an attack he felt the need to hide somewhere in the kitchen.
Quatre considered himself to be an understanding and loyal friend, but really, having to pick metre long hairs out of your food for months after each attack was VERY annoying.
^ ^ ^
Heero had continued to employ his stealth tactics. The others were still exceptional, but no one but Duo could sense him before it was too late. This would have been fine, but Heero, being Heero, had to walk around with his gun, appearing at someone's shoulder and shadowing them for awhile before slipping away unnoticed. They hadn't known this until Duo had told them at dinner almost 2 years ago.
They found the knowledge quite disturbing, and had briefly discussed talking to Heero about announcing himself whenever he entered the room. They had never told him, as his gun always seemed to be innocently pointing at them no matter where they went in the room. Duo had even refused. He might have been insane, but he wasn't stupid, or suicidal.
^ ^ ^
Trowa and Wufei were sitting in the dining room. The 5 of them could of ben very rich if they hadn't blown most of the money in the unmarked accounts. Now that everyone was dead there would be nothing wrong with using their private accounts.
Wufei was telling anyone who would listen, this was Trowa, about what he would do with his newly reclaimed fortune.
" I'm going to buy a traditional style house, with a large garden and running stream, my own solid katana, seeing as that idiot Maxwell broke my last one and I might even". Wufei was cut off, as the previously mentioned Maxwell flew straight through the door, and crashed onto the table.
Duo smiled sheepishly as he pulled himself off the floor. He brushed off the small shards of wood that had once been their dining table, " Ah, I'm sorta sorry, it's not my fault anyway, erm, blame Heero." With that he turned and fled the room.
Trowa stared blankly at the door before turning to his coffee mug that he was holding in midair. He shrugged before going with the flow and dropping it to the floor. He looked at Wufei, and seeing the red face, prompted him, " you were saying?" Wufei scowled, then continued his list.
^ ^ ^
It was decided that they would have a house meeting. This was not a good thing, Duo had even attempted to hide in the fridge but Quatre had grabbed him by the waist and hooked his feet on each side of the door.
Quatre was the one who had come up with the idea of a house meeting. They had only had a handful, and most members had agreed that they were dangerous and unhealthy practices. For strange reasons they could never clearly remember what happened, but there was a feeling of panic whenever Quatre announced one.
^ ^ ^
Heero was not in a happy mood. Duo had broken the table that was normally used in these occasions and Quatre had refused to move, so here he was, stuck sitting on the floor, in a circle.
The circle immediately fell quiet as Quatre opened his mouth to speak. " I have decided, after a little observation that we need to think about a", he looked around the room for the answer. Duo was the only one who volunteered one, " a new table? Or maybe a pool, we could get a good car cause I crashed ours last week. Ooh, I've got it, we need a new television" the spirit was passed along, and soon everyone was contributing, " A boat" "No a holiday" " How about a cook and a maid?" " I agree with Maxwell, we need a new car".
The ideas continued, they were getting worse and worse. Trowa personally didn't see the need for anyone here to own an evil twin. They were starting to argue, and it was soon a full out fight. Just as Heero started to pull out his gun Quatre snapped. "THAT'S IT, WE ARE MOVING. I DON'T CARE WHERE, BUT WE ARE LEAVING THIS HOUSE. I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!"
The room was immediately frozen, Heero stood stock still, his gun pressed on Wufei's temple. With his mission completed Quatre stalked out of the room, calling out " meeting adjourned" over his shoulder.
^ ^ ^
Thank you for reading. I really hope you review. This was just a chapter to practice character interaction in. Please tell me if I'm doing any good.
^ ^ ^
Next Chapter- The pilots move to ____, and they decide to go back to school, after a few problems with the authorities.