Mystical Lovers part 10
Trowa's father was waiting paitently for his step-son to return.
"I hope Heero will be stronger then my real son."
The king went into deep thought, remembering how he had come across Heero.
~Flashback~
"Welcome Curtis. It's been 10 years hasn't it." the young woman said.
"Sometimes too long for me." Curtis replied.
The king looked at the young woman, her name was Samantha. He had known her
for a long time, he got a message from her saying that she needed him to do
something for her.
"What do you want me to do?" he asked
She smiled at him, as she brought out a young boy. He looked to be about 6
years old, his eyes were filled with love and hope. He was smiling so
sweetly.
"This is Heero Yuy, he's my son. I want you to take care of him for me. I'm
too young and Heero was a mistake, if my father found out about this, I will
be stripped of my right to become queen. He's a very sweet boy and he won't
be a problem, I know you are already raising a son of your own, but I can't
ask anyone else to do this. Please takes good care of him."
She looked at her son before giving him a quick kiss on the forehead.
"Heero from now on you are to listen to this man, and do whatever he tells
you to. One day I will come back for you."
"Ok." Heero said in a sweet voice.
"This boy is perfect." the king thought.
(5 years later)
"Heero, no don't do that, you must never cry. You can't be weak if you want
to become king."
Heero is in a corner, his eyes red from crying, his body badly injured.
"I'm not as strong as you think step-father, Trowa is much stronger than I."
Heero said in a weak voice.
"Fine be weak then, I guess you don't want to be king. That's fine with me.
the king left the room letting Heero think things over.
"I'm not weak, I'm not a helpless little child. I'm Heero Yuy." Heero rubbed
his eyes and stood up.
(3 years later)
Heero is sword fighting with another swordsman, Heero got his arm hit, then
his left shoulder. He fell to the ground as the boy came out into the
sunlight.
"You are very good Heero Yuy, I'm glad that we had this chance to duel. I
hope that one day we can fight again." the boy said.
Heero looked up at the boy before him. He was not much taller than him, and
he had a long braid coming down past his butt. His lavender eyes were filled
with victory. He was a higer class swordsman, one of the best around. Heero
was surprised to find that only one boy has beaten the boy.
"Yeah, I've been beaten once, his name was Trowa Barton. He's really good."
the boy said.
"What's your name by the way?" Heero asked.
"Oh, My name is Duo, Duo Maxwell." the boy smiled before getting on his pure
black horse.
"I hope to see you again." Heero said.
"Yes, so do I. Good-bye Heero." Duo said before riding out into the forest.
(2 years later)
"That's good Heero, show no mercy. Fight till the death." the king said.
Heero, the once kind hearted young boy, has now become hard and cold. He
shows no mercy to anyone. He is obsessed with killing. His only emotion is
anger/hate. His mission in life: To defeat his older brother.
"This is my reason for living, to defeat my brother. I will not fail you
step-father." Heero said.
"I know you won't son." the king said smiling.
~End Flashback~
The king jolted out of his thoughts and waited for the guards to return.
"Heero, you are my only hope." the king said.
*********
Trowa smiled at Quatre, both boys lying together. Still tired after their
lovemaking. Heero was still watching his brother, feeling so weak at what he
did earlier, being as weak as his brother. Any kind of emotion is a
weakpoint in any person. That is what his step-father told him.
"Why did I do that? I'm so weak, I have dishounored you father." Heero said
gripping his hand.
Heero's mind went back into his past, remembering all of what his
step-father told him.
~Flashback~
"Emotions can't stop you, You are the perfect one, you do as you are
commanded to do."
~End Flashback~
************
In another part of the forest we see a young boy, riding his pure black
horse.
"These forests are way too quiet, something is not right. Maybe I should go
see King Barton or maybe the Prince would be a better choice. Man, I hate
having to choose between the two." the brave Duo Maxwell gripped his sword
and urged his horse toward the castle.
"I'm Duo Maxwell, the best swordsman there is. Beaten only once by the
Prince of this land, Trowa Barton. I live to fight others, finding people
strong and better than me. It improves my skill to learn from others. I Duo
Maxwell will one day fight Trowa again, in a rematch." Duo thought as he
galloped through the forest.
Trowa's father was waiting paitently for his step-son to return.
"I hope Heero will be stronger then my real son."
The king went into deep thought, remembering how he had come across Heero.
~Flashback~
"Welcome Curtis. It's been 10 years hasn't it." the young woman said.
"Sometimes too long for me." Curtis replied.
The king looked at the young woman, her name was Samantha. He had known her
for a long time, he got a message from her saying that she needed him to do
something for her.
"What do you want me to do?" he asked
She smiled at him, as she brought out a young boy. He looked to be about 6
years old, his eyes were filled with love and hope. He was smiling so
sweetly.
"This is Heero Yuy, he's my son. I want you to take care of him for me. I'm
too young and Heero was a mistake, if my father found out about this, I will
be stripped of my right to become queen. He's a very sweet boy and he won't
be a problem, I know you are already raising a son of your own, but I can't
ask anyone else to do this. Please takes good care of him."
She looked at her son before giving him a quick kiss on the forehead.
"Heero from now on you are to listen to this man, and do whatever he tells
you to. One day I will come back for you."
"Ok." Heero said in a sweet voice.
"This boy is perfect." the king thought.
(5 years later)
"Heero, no don't do that, you must never cry. You can't be weak if you want
to become king."
Heero is in a corner, his eyes red from crying, his body badly injured.
"I'm not as strong as you think step-father, Trowa is much stronger than I."
Heero said in a weak voice.
"Fine be weak then, I guess you don't want to be king. That's fine with me.
the king left the room letting Heero think things over.
"I'm not weak, I'm not a helpless little child. I'm Heero Yuy." Heero rubbed
his eyes and stood up.
(3 years later)
Heero is sword fighting with another swordsman, Heero got his arm hit, then
his left shoulder. He fell to the ground as the boy came out into the
sunlight.
"You are very good Heero Yuy, I'm glad that we had this chance to duel. I
hope that one day we can fight again." the boy said.
Heero looked up at the boy before him. He was not much taller than him, and
he had a long braid coming down past his butt. His lavender eyes were filled
with victory. He was a higer class swordsman, one of the best around. Heero
was surprised to find that only one boy has beaten the boy.
"Yeah, I've been beaten once, his name was Trowa Barton. He's really good."
the boy said.
"What's your name by the way?" Heero asked.
"Oh, My name is Duo, Duo Maxwell." the boy smiled before getting on his pure
black horse.
"I hope to see you again." Heero said.
"Yes, so do I. Good-bye Heero." Duo said before riding out into the forest.
(2 years later)
"That's good Heero, show no mercy. Fight till the death." the king said.
Heero, the once kind hearted young boy, has now become hard and cold. He
shows no mercy to anyone. He is obsessed with killing. His only emotion is
anger/hate. His mission in life: To defeat his older brother.
"This is my reason for living, to defeat my brother. I will not fail you
step-father." Heero said.
"I know you won't son." the king said smiling.
~End Flashback~
The king jolted out of his thoughts and waited for the guards to return.
"Heero, you are my only hope." the king said.
*********
Trowa smiled at Quatre, both boys lying together. Still tired after their
lovemaking. Heero was still watching his brother, feeling so weak at what he
did earlier, being as weak as his brother. Any kind of emotion is a
weakpoint in any person. That is what his step-father told him.
"Why did I do that? I'm so weak, I have dishounored you father." Heero said
gripping his hand.
Heero's mind went back into his past, remembering all of what his
step-father told him.
~Flashback~
"Emotions can't stop you, You are the perfect one, you do as you are
commanded to do."
~End Flashback~
************
In another part of the forest we see a young boy, riding his pure black
horse.
"These forests are way too quiet, something is not right. Maybe I should go
see King Barton or maybe the Prince would be a better choice. Man, I hate
having to choose between the two." the brave Duo Maxwell gripped his sword
and urged his horse toward the castle.
"I'm Duo Maxwell, the best swordsman there is. Beaten only once by the
Prince of this land, Trowa Barton. I live to fight others, finding people
strong and better than me. It improves my skill to learn from others. I Duo
Maxwell will one day fight Trowa again, in a rematch." Duo thought as he
galloped through the forest.