AN: Hey out there. Here's the next chapter. Not another rant of mine. I
just did that cuz I wanted to make sure I posted something for you guys to
read but I wasn't done with this chapter. This one should be good for
sillyputtygirl and Buddha who both told me that the chapters should be
longer. Here ya go it's kinda long, I'm not sure just how long so you'll
have to read and find out ^_~. Oh yeah, and thanks K0D4M4 61RL for
reviewing, even if YOU ARE a gundamgirl, but whatev.oh yeah, if any of you
haven't read K0D4M4 61RL's story you should; it's pretty cute and I'm sooo
jealous of her disclaimers.
Okay, um.now for the disclaimer: We, sadly, don't own Gundam Wing, if we did we would find a way to make the guys all really exist, even the 'bad' guys like Zechs and Treize. Sadly, we don't own much else either, just a few posters and a computer that's on the fritz. So if you sue, which I really hope you don't, you won't get much, in fact, it'll cost you more to hire an attorney, so I'd, personally, suggest not suing us. We would also like to ask you to NOT steal our original ideas, okay? Cuz they belong mostly to my (Raye) twisted head, a few came partly from the other 3's twisted minds, but that's a whole, very long, other story. So I'll leave you in peace now. ENJOY!!
"Grandmother?"
"Yes, Angel, what is it dear?"
"Will you read me a story?"
"No."
"Oh, okay, bye then Grandmother. I will go ask somebody else."
"No. I mean I won't read you a story, but I will tell you one."
"Y-Y-You will really tell me a story?"
"Yes, Angel, I will, come sit here beside me," the Dowager Queen said in a commanding voice. Angelia being the obedient princess that she was approached her grandmother and sat down. "Angel, my dear, you need not be so formal, you may lie your head on my shoulder, I could brush or even braid your hair while I tell you the story," the queen said when Angelia sat stiffly beside her.
"Okay, Grandmother," came the quiet reply from Angelia. She leaned over and placed her head in her grandmother's lap, instead of placing it on her grandmother's shoulder.
The queen began to run her fingers through her granddaughter's hair in a soothing fashion, and in equally calm tones began telling the young princess of the prophecies upon which she herself had been raised. "Once upon a time a beautiful young princess lived in a golden age in a silver palace."
"Is that princess me?" Angelia asked interrupting the story.
"No, Angel, she is your ancestor, she like you was an angel, how let me tell the story, and we will have no more interruptions, are we clear?"
"Yes, Grandmother, we are."
"Now where were we? Ah, yes.now in this silver palace the princess had everything she could ever desire. Her brother was king and she had a man who loved her and whom she loved in return. Her life seemed perfect, except for one thing.."
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VEIRNON.IN THE AGE BEFORE VILANDI'S RISE IN POWER
"ANGEL!" came a shout down the hall.
Angel stopped her sprint down the hall and whirled around to see her lover Dave waving to her as he tried to catch up with her. As Dave ran to her, she studied his form, his blue-violet eyes, the long braid (his hair was nearly as long as her own), and of course the black clothes he wore without fail, when he bothered to wear clothes at all that is. "Yes, Dave, what is that you'd like?"
"Your hot and sexy body," Dave said panting, as much from the run as the lust that was darkening his eyes, as he looked her over.
Angel laughed, "Is that all? No sweet words of love?" She smiled some more as she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She withdrew when he tried to make the kiss deeper and pressed a finger to his lips, which he immediately began to suckle. "Not," she said, "Until you tell me that you love me."
"Oh, Angel, of course I love you, how could you think otherwise? I run the risk of losing my kingdom if I stay here with you, but you mean more to me than any kingship." Dave said pleadingly as he looked into her eyes.
This time it was Angel who initiated the kiss. She pulled Dave closer and put all of her emotions into the kiss. She loved Dave and for her there could never be another but their planets were so far away, and she couldn't just leave her brother. If Dave and her were to have a relationship that went further than this affair she knew he would have to give up rights to his own throne. As that thought ran through her head she began to slow the urgency of the kiss and stopped her movement towards the nearest room.
Dave sensed her retreat and asked, "You're thinking about Tristan, again, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am. Dave, I love you, but I can't leave him. He's my brother and our connection is too strong, it would kill us to be so far apart."
"I know Angel," Dave took a deep breath and continued in a rush, "that's why I told the ambassador who's leaving tomorrow for my home, to tell my father that I won't be returning. I told him to tell my father that I've found the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with and that our home will be here."
"But what about your people?" Angel inquired.
"One of my brothers can rule."
"But-"
"No buts, I'm staying here, with you."
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IN THE QUEEN MOTHER'S BEDCHAMBER
"But Grandmother, none of that sounds bad at all! It sounds lovely and romantic."
"Oh, it was honey, but thinks were about to get worse, something that would change their plans."
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VEIRNON.IN THE AGE BEFORE VILANDI'S RISE IN POWER
"Angelica, Dave. Tristan would like to see you in the throne room," Margaret, Angel's elder sister interrupted.
"Okay, in a moment, tell him we'll be there in five minutes," Dave told Margaret.
"Alright," Margaret said and left.
"Angel, I have a question for you," Dave said as he bent one knee to the floor, "Angelica Jeffries of Veirnon, will you do me the honor of marrying me, David Maximillian of Exercon?"
Angel looked at Dave as he knelt on the floor and stuttered out, "I-I- I don't k-k-know what to say. I-I-I.yes, yes, yes! Of course!!" Angel shouted the last part out as she drew Dave up off his knees into her arms. "Let's go tell my family."
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IN THE THRONE ROOM.
"Know this Tristan, I will have your younger sister as my bride or there will be war between out planets."
"It's King Tristan to you, PRINCE Vilandi and don't you forget it. My sister will marry whomever she chooses as is the custom of the Veirnon people."
"If she chooses other than me, there will be war."
"I'm afraid you may be to late, Vilandi, I believe my sister has already fallen in love."
"Marriage is not about love, it is about POWER!!"
"We'll wait and find out her decision from her."
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OUTSIDE THE THRONE ROOM.
"Okay, Dave, wait here and I will go tell, Tristan."
"He's my best friend Angel, I don't think he's going to mind."
"I know, I just want to tell him first."
"Alright, but come get me after you've told him."
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IN THE THRONE ROOM.
"Your Majesty?"
"Yes?"
"Queen Angel is here to see you."
"Alright then, send her in."
"Yes, your majesty," the guard said with a bow.
"You named your sister, Queen," Vilandi asked with incredulity.
"Of course," Tristan stated simply.
Suddenly, Angel came flying into the throne room towards Tristan. She grabbed him in a hug and began dancing about with him, while yelling, "Tristan, he asked me to marry him, Dave asked me to marry him. I told him 'yes' and I'm SO happy!"
Tristan tightened the hug on Angel and pulled her close, "Angel, that's great, I'm very happy for you two, but right now we have a problem. Vilandi wants your hand in marriage." Tristan then set Angel down and let her turn to see the jealous Prince Vilandi standing behind them.
"Vilandi," Angel said in cool tones, "I'm afraid you rather have a problem, I'm engaged and I can't possibly marry two men. Plus, I don't and never shall love you."
"Marriage is not about love, it is about power, and I will have you as a wife, otherwise I will bring war against this planet," Vilandi replied.
"Marriage IS about love, and as for power, when the Queen of Veirnon marries the Prince of Exercon our planets will receive a powerful allies, one with a strong economy and the other, that is capable of going to war, and I doubt if they would allow you to ruin the happiness of their crown prince and queen," stated Dave from where he entered the chamber.
Vilandi whirled in rage on the prince, "Your petty and weak planet will be unable to stop me. Veirnon will pay for this outrage, your entire line will disappear forever, unless Angel marries ME!"
"I'm afraid I will not force my sister to do that which she doesn't want to do. But my sister Margaret seemed quite smitten with you perhaps she will marry you? And you would still gain an alliance with Veirnon," Tristan offered.
"Never, I will not settle for a mere child, I will have Angel, because she is the most beautiful woman in the universe, and will rule beside me when I conquer the universe," Vilandi declared.
"I'm afraid, Vilandi, that you delusions of grandeur are what will be your down fall," Tristan said. "Now, I must ask you to leave."
Vilandi stormed out of the chamber muttering something about Angel being his one day and that they would pay for humiliating him.
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THRONE ROOM AFTER VILANDI'S DEPARTURE.
Tristan, Angel, and Dave all stood around and looked at each other.
"Well now, THAT was interesting," commented Angel.
"Do you really think he will declare war on us?" Dave asked.
"Probably not," Tristan said with a shake of his head, "give him time perhaps he will accept the offer of Margaret's hand. I know she'll accept. She was mooning around the palace after the last time he visited. I'll speak with her. Even if she doesn't love him she'll probably say 'yes', she'd rather marry for position than love, if it means she beats Angel, here," at this he gestured to the mentioned girl, "down the aisle. She would feel that it is an embarrassment for her younger sister to marry before her."
During her brother's little speech, Angel had sunk into a deep trance. When her brother's voice stopped, she snapped back to reality and said, "Tristan, I think you may be wrong. We need to prepare for war. Work on the defense shields; call our allies, so whatever you have to. Vilandi won't be reasoned with. War will be on us within a week."
Dave and Tristan looked at Angel with dread and Tristan asked Dave, "Will your planet help to defend us?"
Dave responded, "Yes, I'll go give them a call. Our allies will help as well," Dave then left the room to look for his war minister.
Veirnon's foreign minister stepped from behind the curtain where he had been standing during all of the recent happenings. "Sire?"
"Yes, Bloom what is it?" Tristan responded.
"How powerful is this Vilandi? I mean, is this much force really necessary?"
"Vilandi is a powerful warrior, and in his blood runs a dark magic that rivals our own," Angelica told him.
"But, will he really start a war over a marriage?" he asked.
"Yes, Lord Bloom, I believe that he will," Tristan responded. "Lord Bloom? Go and find Lady Williams, tell her she has a wedding to plan."
"Sir, is this really the best time? I mean with a potential war and all.."
"It will be best for both the people and the court to have something to distract their minds with, now go!" Tristan ordered.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will alert her," with that Lord Bloom bowed his way out of the room.
Angel gave Tristan a significant look and he said, "WHAT??? I can tell by the look in your eyes that you've got something up your sleeve."
"Tristan, it's time to put the Gundams to use," Angel said quietly.
"Angel, we can't use them! They aren't finished and none of us have actually piloted any of them!"
"I know that Tristan, but in my vision I saw us using them; it's the only way. They could be finished in a few days."
"But who will pilot deathscythe??"
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IN THE QUEEN MOTHER'S BEDCHAMBER
"Grandmother? What's a deathscythe?"
"Deathscythe was one of the legendary gundams, my dear."
"What's a gundam?"
"That, Angel, I will tell you next time."
"Next time??"
"Yes, Angel, next time, it's late and you need to get some sleep."
"But, Grandmother, just a little more?? Please???"
"No, Angel, tomorrow, I will tell you more of the story. Now go to bed."
"Okay, Grandmother. Good-night." With that Angel stood up and got ready to leave with the thought *Wait until I tell the others this story, they'll LOVE it* when her Grandmother interrupted her move to the door.
"Angel?"
"Yes, Grandmother?" Angel said as she turned around.
"Don't tell the others this story. It's meant for you alone, not the others."
"Okay, Grandmother, I promise I won't tell them." Angel left the room and head towards the rooms she shared with Tristin. She decided she wouldn't tell the others after all.
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Okay, I'm gonna start part II of this chapter from here; it's getting too long for my tastes. Plus it's sort of a cliffhanger. Not really, u know who eventually pilots deathscythe, but for now.bye ^_^. I'll see ya next time.
Okay, um.now for the disclaimer: We, sadly, don't own Gundam Wing, if we did we would find a way to make the guys all really exist, even the 'bad' guys like Zechs and Treize. Sadly, we don't own much else either, just a few posters and a computer that's on the fritz. So if you sue, which I really hope you don't, you won't get much, in fact, it'll cost you more to hire an attorney, so I'd, personally, suggest not suing us. We would also like to ask you to NOT steal our original ideas, okay? Cuz they belong mostly to my (Raye) twisted head, a few came partly from the other 3's twisted minds, but that's a whole, very long, other story. So I'll leave you in peace now. ENJOY!!
"Grandmother?"
"Yes, Angel, what is it dear?"
"Will you read me a story?"
"No."
"Oh, okay, bye then Grandmother. I will go ask somebody else."
"No. I mean I won't read you a story, but I will tell you one."
"Y-Y-You will really tell me a story?"
"Yes, Angel, I will, come sit here beside me," the Dowager Queen said in a commanding voice. Angelia being the obedient princess that she was approached her grandmother and sat down. "Angel, my dear, you need not be so formal, you may lie your head on my shoulder, I could brush or even braid your hair while I tell you the story," the queen said when Angelia sat stiffly beside her.
"Okay, Grandmother," came the quiet reply from Angelia. She leaned over and placed her head in her grandmother's lap, instead of placing it on her grandmother's shoulder.
The queen began to run her fingers through her granddaughter's hair in a soothing fashion, and in equally calm tones began telling the young princess of the prophecies upon which she herself had been raised. "Once upon a time a beautiful young princess lived in a golden age in a silver palace."
"Is that princess me?" Angelia asked interrupting the story.
"No, Angel, she is your ancestor, she like you was an angel, how let me tell the story, and we will have no more interruptions, are we clear?"
"Yes, Grandmother, we are."
"Now where were we? Ah, yes.now in this silver palace the princess had everything she could ever desire. Her brother was king and she had a man who loved her and whom she loved in return. Her life seemed perfect, except for one thing.."
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VEIRNON.IN THE AGE BEFORE VILANDI'S RISE IN POWER
"ANGEL!" came a shout down the hall.
Angel stopped her sprint down the hall and whirled around to see her lover Dave waving to her as he tried to catch up with her. As Dave ran to her, she studied his form, his blue-violet eyes, the long braid (his hair was nearly as long as her own), and of course the black clothes he wore without fail, when he bothered to wear clothes at all that is. "Yes, Dave, what is that you'd like?"
"Your hot and sexy body," Dave said panting, as much from the run as the lust that was darkening his eyes, as he looked her over.
Angel laughed, "Is that all? No sweet words of love?" She smiled some more as she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She withdrew when he tried to make the kiss deeper and pressed a finger to his lips, which he immediately began to suckle. "Not," she said, "Until you tell me that you love me."
"Oh, Angel, of course I love you, how could you think otherwise? I run the risk of losing my kingdom if I stay here with you, but you mean more to me than any kingship." Dave said pleadingly as he looked into her eyes.
This time it was Angel who initiated the kiss. She pulled Dave closer and put all of her emotions into the kiss. She loved Dave and for her there could never be another but their planets were so far away, and she couldn't just leave her brother. If Dave and her were to have a relationship that went further than this affair she knew he would have to give up rights to his own throne. As that thought ran through her head she began to slow the urgency of the kiss and stopped her movement towards the nearest room.
Dave sensed her retreat and asked, "You're thinking about Tristan, again, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am. Dave, I love you, but I can't leave him. He's my brother and our connection is too strong, it would kill us to be so far apart."
"I know Angel," Dave took a deep breath and continued in a rush, "that's why I told the ambassador who's leaving tomorrow for my home, to tell my father that I won't be returning. I told him to tell my father that I've found the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with and that our home will be here."
"But what about your people?" Angel inquired.
"One of my brothers can rule."
"But-"
"No buts, I'm staying here, with you."
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IN THE QUEEN MOTHER'S BEDCHAMBER
"But Grandmother, none of that sounds bad at all! It sounds lovely and romantic."
"Oh, it was honey, but thinks were about to get worse, something that would change their plans."
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VEIRNON.IN THE AGE BEFORE VILANDI'S RISE IN POWER
"Angelica, Dave. Tristan would like to see you in the throne room," Margaret, Angel's elder sister interrupted.
"Okay, in a moment, tell him we'll be there in five minutes," Dave told Margaret.
"Alright," Margaret said and left.
"Angel, I have a question for you," Dave said as he bent one knee to the floor, "Angelica Jeffries of Veirnon, will you do me the honor of marrying me, David Maximillian of Exercon?"
Angel looked at Dave as he knelt on the floor and stuttered out, "I-I- I don't k-k-know what to say. I-I-I.yes, yes, yes! Of course!!" Angel shouted the last part out as she drew Dave up off his knees into her arms. "Let's go tell my family."
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IN THE THRONE ROOM.
"Know this Tristan, I will have your younger sister as my bride or there will be war between out planets."
"It's King Tristan to you, PRINCE Vilandi and don't you forget it. My sister will marry whomever she chooses as is the custom of the Veirnon people."
"If she chooses other than me, there will be war."
"I'm afraid you may be to late, Vilandi, I believe my sister has already fallen in love."
"Marriage is not about love, it is about POWER!!"
"We'll wait and find out her decision from her."
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OUTSIDE THE THRONE ROOM.
"Okay, Dave, wait here and I will go tell, Tristan."
"He's my best friend Angel, I don't think he's going to mind."
"I know, I just want to tell him first."
"Alright, but come get me after you've told him."
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IN THE THRONE ROOM.
"Your Majesty?"
"Yes?"
"Queen Angel is here to see you."
"Alright then, send her in."
"Yes, your majesty," the guard said with a bow.
"You named your sister, Queen," Vilandi asked with incredulity.
"Of course," Tristan stated simply.
Suddenly, Angel came flying into the throne room towards Tristan. She grabbed him in a hug and began dancing about with him, while yelling, "Tristan, he asked me to marry him, Dave asked me to marry him. I told him 'yes' and I'm SO happy!"
Tristan tightened the hug on Angel and pulled her close, "Angel, that's great, I'm very happy for you two, but right now we have a problem. Vilandi wants your hand in marriage." Tristan then set Angel down and let her turn to see the jealous Prince Vilandi standing behind them.
"Vilandi," Angel said in cool tones, "I'm afraid you rather have a problem, I'm engaged and I can't possibly marry two men. Plus, I don't and never shall love you."
"Marriage is not about love, it is about power, and I will have you as a wife, otherwise I will bring war against this planet," Vilandi replied.
"Marriage IS about love, and as for power, when the Queen of Veirnon marries the Prince of Exercon our planets will receive a powerful allies, one with a strong economy and the other, that is capable of going to war, and I doubt if they would allow you to ruin the happiness of their crown prince and queen," stated Dave from where he entered the chamber.
Vilandi whirled in rage on the prince, "Your petty and weak planet will be unable to stop me. Veirnon will pay for this outrage, your entire line will disappear forever, unless Angel marries ME!"
"I'm afraid I will not force my sister to do that which she doesn't want to do. But my sister Margaret seemed quite smitten with you perhaps she will marry you? And you would still gain an alliance with Veirnon," Tristan offered.
"Never, I will not settle for a mere child, I will have Angel, because she is the most beautiful woman in the universe, and will rule beside me when I conquer the universe," Vilandi declared.
"I'm afraid, Vilandi, that you delusions of grandeur are what will be your down fall," Tristan said. "Now, I must ask you to leave."
Vilandi stormed out of the chamber muttering something about Angel being his one day and that they would pay for humiliating him.
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THRONE ROOM AFTER VILANDI'S DEPARTURE.
Tristan, Angel, and Dave all stood around and looked at each other.
"Well now, THAT was interesting," commented Angel.
"Do you really think he will declare war on us?" Dave asked.
"Probably not," Tristan said with a shake of his head, "give him time perhaps he will accept the offer of Margaret's hand. I know she'll accept. She was mooning around the palace after the last time he visited. I'll speak with her. Even if she doesn't love him she'll probably say 'yes', she'd rather marry for position than love, if it means she beats Angel, here," at this he gestured to the mentioned girl, "down the aisle. She would feel that it is an embarrassment for her younger sister to marry before her."
During her brother's little speech, Angel had sunk into a deep trance. When her brother's voice stopped, she snapped back to reality and said, "Tristan, I think you may be wrong. We need to prepare for war. Work on the defense shields; call our allies, so whatever you have to. Vilandi won't be reasoned with. War will be on us within a week."
Dave and Tristan looked at Angel with dread and Tristan asked Dave, "Will your planet help to defend us?"
Dave responded, "Yes, I'll go give them a call. Our allies will help as well," Dave then left the room to look for his war minister.
Veirnon's foreign minister stepped from behind the curtain where he had been standing during all of the recent happenings. "Sire?"
"Yes, Bloom what is it?" Tristan responded.
"How powerful is this Vilandi? I mean, is this much force really necessary?"
"Vilandi is a powerful warrior, and in his blood runs a dark magic that rivals our own," Angelica told him.
"But, will he really start a war over a marriage?" he asked.
"Yes, Lord Bloom, I believe that he will," Tristan responded. "Lord Bloom? Go and find Lady Williams, tell her she has a wedding to plan."
"Sir, is this really the best time? I mean with a potential war and all.."
"It will be best for both the people and the court to have something to distract their minds with, now go!" Tristan ordered.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will alert her," with that Lord Bloom bowed his way out of the room.
Angel gave Tristan a significant look and he said, "WHAT??? I can tell by the look in your eyes that you've got something up your sleeve."
"Tristan, it's time to put the Gundams to use," Angel said quietly.
"Angel, we can't use them! They aren't finished and none of us have actually piloted any of them!"
"I know that Tristan, but in my vision I saw us using them; it's the only way. They could be finished in a few days."
"But who will pilot deathscythe??"
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IN THE QUEEN MOTHER'S BEDCHAMBER
"Grandmother? What's a deathscythe?"
"Deathscythe was one of the legendary gundams, my dear."
"What's a gundam?"
"That, Angel, I will tell you next time."
"Next time??"
"Yes, Angel, next time, it's late and you need to get some sleep."
"But, Grandmother, just a little more?? Please???"
"No, Angel, tomorrow, I will tell you more of the story. Now go to bed."
"Okay, Grandmother. Good-night." With that Angel stood up and got ready to leave with the thought *Wait until I tell the others this story, they'll LOVE it* when her Grandmother interrupted her move to the door.
"Angel?"
"Yes, Grandmother?" Angel said as she turned around.
"Don't tell the others this story. It's meant for you alone, not the others."
"Okay, Grandmother, I promise I won't tell them." Angel left the room and head towards the rooms she shared with Tristin. She decided she wouldn't tell the others after all.
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Okay, I'm gonna start part II of this chapter from here; it's getting too long for my tastes. Plus it's sort of a cliffhanger. Not really, u know who eventually pilots deathscythe, but for now.bye ^_^. I'll see ya next time.