Jewel's Sacrifices
Chapter 1: Memories Haunting
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
(This is placed 2 years after the war is over, but a new war has started, and OZ is back at trying to control the colonies and the Earth.)
Jewel slammed her fists over and over into the brick wall of the hospital. "It wasn't supposed to happen this way! It was supposed to be me!" she screamed as she threw another punch at the hard barrier in front of her. Her fists were in great pain, for they were raw, bloody, and the bones shattered. She kept hitting the wall, hoping that the strikes and tears would help the grief and sorrow deep in her soul. Heero came up behind her, grabbed her fists and turned her around to face him. She just cried on his shoulder, her misery flooding over her heart and spirit. Heero himself also carried much woe in his heart, and was feeling it as well. The Perfect Soldier held the girl close to him in a gentle embrace. She was trying harshly to control her tears, but couldn't; her emotions were too strong.
Like the other pilots, she had been trained so that she wouldn't show sentiments, but now she was; and couldn't keep herself from showing her compassion. She whimpered a few times before she ceased weeping. The Japanese pilot let her go, understanding her pain. She turned around to look at the sanatorium. She, like most of the other pilots, hated sickbays and hospitals. Heero was concerned about the Guardian. In all the time he had known her, she had never shed tears, only blood. She went to the small brook, washed her face so that the others couldn't tell that she hadn't been shedding tears. Heero followed the young woman silently. On the way back to the sickbay, she spoke: "Thanks back there. I only wish that I would have paid more attention, than nothing would have happened. Everything would have been perfect. But instead I was ignorant and let Duo go into that part of the base. BECAUSE OF MY STUPIDITY DUO COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED!!" she said angrily. She had been speaking to both Heero and herself at the same time. "Quit blaming yourself! He contacted me as well. In fact, he told all of us." Heero answered, trying to calm the enraged girl. She, like Duo, had a strange personality. On the battlefield she was ruthless killer: Cold-blooded and merciless. Normally, when they were at the frat house, she was fairly happy-go-lucky, but was more silent. She acted much like all the pilots. She possessed the tenderness: like Quatre; the silent ways: like Trowa; the fighting skills of Wufei; the happiness of Duo; and then there was the seriousness and ruthlessness of Heero himself. She was very beautiful, but if you're the adversary, don't get ensnared by her grace; she's a trained assassin. Her hair was an antique gold, and fell almost too her ankles. Her eyes were a gentle lilac; but in battle her eyes tainted to the color of steel in the moonlight. She wore a bodysuit the color of a raven, and armour the shade of the sea. But now her attire was a pair of dark blue jeans and a long-sleeve shirt the same shade of amethyst as her eyes. Her hair was braided and put in a coil on her head. Not many men could refuse that she was gorgeous. Heero had become a close friend with her; they had trained together to be pilots for over 5 years. She was an immortal when she came to Earth, but upon becoming friends with all the pilots, particularly Duo, her immortality had shattered. She walked into the hospital waiting room were the other pilots were also waiting for news from the doctor (about the surgery). Quatre saw Jewel's knuckles and got up to examine them. As he neared her she spoke: "They're fine." She said, her voice had a lot of fatigue in it and she wasn't trying to hide it as she normally did. The small Arabian boy ignored her words and inspected them gently and carefully. "Why are your knuckles in this condition?" Trowa asked as he came up behind Quatre. She didn't reply, instead she gently pulled her hand away and walked back out into the hospital gardens. Heero spoke as soon as she was out of earshot. "She was punching the wall as hard as she could. She just had to much rage in her to hold it back any longer." He said in the same flat monotone he always verbalizes in. "I think that she was trying to rid her sorrow, so she turned it to rage." Wufei said from the place he was sitting. He always does that, so he assumed that she had tried it, only to be unsuccessful. "Did she break down?" Trowa asked. "Only a small amount. I've never even seen her cry before, let alone act like this." Heero accused. "Even though her training squeezed most of the emotion out of her; her emotions never were completely destroyed." Quatre stated. The other pilots silently agreed. Quatre hadn't been trained the same way as they did, so he felt the hurt more intensely than the others when he killed others; but his emotions were well contained, that is, until the ZERO system.
Jewel followed the path from the stream to the lake that was nearby; she needed time to herself to think. Before she had become a pilot she had trained with a group of mercenaries, and then had trained to be an unfeeling assassin. She was not the type of person that you want to be in a room with and not be carrying a weapon; for her senses were much more intense then the other pilots. She was serious but gentle off the battleground; but either on a mission or in a mobile suit, it's better to be a friend then foe. She couldn't help that she was an extremely obedient killer; her assassin training had taught her that. 'Obey your employers.' That was the main idea when you're a merciless cutthroat. She had never injured the pilots, or any of her allies for that matter, but she would follow any order given by her superior; even kill herself so that the enemies could torture and get information from her. She sat down inches from the creek and leaned back on a tree.
She heard footsteps behind her and recognized the pattern: Heero. He had been following her quite often lately, concerned about the normally insensitive girl. "You okay?" the Perfect Soldier asked gently as he sat down beside the Guardian. "I'll be fine. I just can't stop blaming myself for what happened to Duo." She stopped. She, like Heero, wasn't much of a conversationalist. "You seem to have feelings for him." Heero accused. A flash went through her eyes, like it normally did in battle; but her eyes didn't change color. "I don't. I have been sent here to protect and guard you. I can't afford to let my feelings get the better of me." She replied gently. Heero knew better though, he had seen the two talking before, and they both seemed very happy to be with one another. "How long until Duo is out of surgery?" Jewel asked, breaking the silence. "The doctors said within the hour." Heero answered. She ducked her head and slowly fell into a much needed sleep.
Duo was slicing through batches of Aires and Pieces like there was a time limit. Jewel was busy using hand-to-hand combat with the Tallgeese. She grunted as she tried to throw the larger mobile suit off- balance. Duo's com-link came up and he told her that he was going to the west side of the base. She barely managed to mutter a 'yes' before throwing the Tallgeese off-balance, with Zechs Marquise in it. Her gundam, the Goddess, had a mobile trace system in it, and the Berserker system. ((Info on the bottom (Only Doctor J could activate the Berserker system, and it was rarely used; for it was only used when she wasn't listening to either him or the other pilots.) Because of the mobile trace system, she had a freer range of movement and precision; thus she had an advantage to all the other mobile suits, including the other gundams.)) Once the Tallgeese was pinned to the ground, she looked up to see how the other pilots were fairing in their battles. She spotted smoke and assumed that it was just another Aires or Pieces. But then she saw the black and the scythe. She disabled the Tallgeese and went to see to Duo, but there were too many mobile suits in her way. She kept depleting the numbers of OZ forces, but by the time that base had been destroyed, Duo had already been taken to the hospital by Wufei. (Jewel hadn't seen his injuries before he was taken to the sickbay.) A hand jerked her out of her out of her haunting sleep. She opened her eyes to see Quatre's own aqua-blue eyes looking at her. He stood and motioned for Jewel to follow; she followed obediently, as she almost never opposed the pilots' or scientists' orders. The two walked into the hospital waiting room, and the doctor was already there.
The surgeon cleared his throat and began to speak, "He is in a stable condition, but he is very weak now because of loss of blood. Most of his injuries are internal, mostly just bruises and a few scrapes. Most of the bones in his rib cage are broken, chipped, or shattered. I'm not sure that he may live." He stopped cold when he saw Jewel's eyes change color and her face twist in rage. She charged forward and grabbed the physician by the throat, picked him up, and slammed him into the wall behind him. "Don't you DARE EVER say that about him again or I will kill you here and now." She stated coldly, she wasn't finished yet though. "Do you hear me?!" She barked at the doctor. He gave a small nod, and he had so much fear in his eyes that he could have gotten Heero to let go of him, but this was Jewel, not the Perfect Soldier. "Is he in recovery?" Jewel asked grimly. When the surgeon didn't reply she applied more pressure to his neck vertebrae. He made a choking noise and then gave a nod. She released him and let him fall to the floor as she walked into the ward.
She wasn't going to sit around and listen to that 'we don't think he's going to live' crap. She had seem Heero pull out of situations like this numerous times, if needed she could save him, if necessary. She calmed herself as she walked to the nurses' desk. Sally was sitting quietly at the desk, filling out paperwork. Jewel came over quietly and spoke, "Sally, I need to see Duo; badly." She had a pleading tone in her voice. Sally looked up to see the violet-eyed girl standing in front of her. She had only seen her in her normal attire (the bodysuit and armour), so she looked different in jeans and a normal shirt. "Ah, Jewel." She recalled as she continued to speak: "I'll see if you can see him for a few minutes." She said in a gentle voice. Jewel nodded as Sally walked off. Jewel waited patiently while sitting in a chair with her eyes closed. She heard someone approach her, so she opened her eyes to see Sally. Sally slowly nodded and allowed Jewel to pass her into the doors of the recovery room. Sally understood that Jewel had to go back to the colonies now that Duo had gotten this injured. She walked back to her desk and continued her formalities with a light heart.
Jewel walked silently into the recovery room. When she spotted Duo she was overcome with pity, sorrow, and misery. There where many machines attached to him, monitoring his breathing, pulse, heartbeat, and everything else imaginable. "Oh, Duo. this is all my fault." she said quietly, with a bit of a pleading tone. Tears started to form in her eyes as she gathered courage to speak to him, for this may be the last time she saw him. "Duo, this entire thing was my fault! I should have paid more attention; then you wouldn't be in this condition. But, if you want to get me back, you have to pull through this." she trailed off in mock humor as tears started to fall in small streams from her eyes. "I'm going to be called back to the colonies, and this may be the last time I get to see and speak to you; so, if you can hear me, please listen. I hope that some day you will understand my feelings and emotions towards you, and that you may return them. I hope that, in some time, I may see you once again my dear Duo." She said, her voice quivering from sorrow. She placed a light kiss on his cheek before drying her tears and walking out of the room. As she walked past Sally she paused at her shoulder and spoke. "Take care of him." Those were her final words heard that night.
Chapter 1: Memories Haunting
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
(This is placed 2 years after the war is over, but a new war has started, and OZ is back at trying to control the colonies and the Earth.)
Jewel slammed her fists over and over into the brick wall of the hospital. "It wasn't supposed to happen this way! It was supposed to be me!" she screamed as she threw another punch at the hard barrier in front of her. Her fists were in great pain, for they were raw, bloody, and the bones shattered. She kept hitting the wall, hoping that the strikes and tears would help the grief and sorrow deep in her soul. Heero came up behind her, grabbed her fists and turned her around to face him. She just cried on his shoulder, her misery flooding over her heart and spirit. Heero himself also carried much woe in his heart, and was feeling it as well. The Perfect Soldier held the girl close to him in a gentle embrace. She was trying harshly to control her tears, but couldn't; her emotions were too strong.
Like the other pilots, she had been trained so that she wouldn't show sentiments, but now she was; and couldn't keep herself from showing her compassion. She whimpered a few times before she ceased weeping. The Japanese pilot let her go, understanding her pain. She turned around to look at the sanatorium. She, like most of the other pilots, hated sickbays and hospitals. Heero was concerned about the Guardian. In all the time he had known her, she had never shed tears, only blood. She went to the small brook, washed her face so that the others couldn't tell that she hadn't been shedding tears. Heero followed the young woman silently. On the way back to the sickbay, she spoke: "Thanks back there. I only wish that I would have paid more attention, than nothing would have happened. Everything would have been perfect. But instead I was ignorant and let Duo go into that part of the base. BECAUSE OF MY STUPIDITY DUO COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED!!" she said angrily. She had been speaking to both Heero and herself at the same time. "Quit blaming yourself! He contacted me as well. In fact, he told all of us." Heero answered, trying to calm the enraged girl. She, like Duo, had a strange personality. On the battlefield she was ruthless killer: Cold-blooded and merciless. Normally, when they were at the frat house, she was fairly happy-go-lucky, but was more silent. She acted much like all the pilots. She possessed the tenderness: like Quatre; the silent ways: like Trowa; the fighting skills of Wufei; the happiness of Duo; and then there was the seriousness and ruthlessness of Heero himself. She was very beautiful, but if you're the adversary, don't get ensnared by her grace; she's a trained assassin. Her hair was an antique gold, and fell almost too her ankles. Her eyes were a gentle lilac; but in battle her eyes tainted to the color of steel in the moonlight. She wore a bodysuit the color of a raven, and armour the shade of the sea. But now her attire was a pair of dark blue jeans and a long-sleeve shirt the same shade of amethyst as her eyes. Her hair was braided and put in a coil on her head. Not many men could refuse that she was gorgeous. Heero had become a close friend with her; they had trained together to be pilots for over 5 years. She was an immortal when she came to Earth, but upon becoming friends with all the pilots, particularly Duo, her immortality had shattered. She walked into the hospital waiting room were the other pilots were also waiting for news from the doctor (about the surgery). Quatre saw Jewel's knuckles and got up to examine them. As he neared her she spoke: "They're fine." She said, her voice had a lot of fatigue in it and she wasn't trying to hide it as she normally did. The small Arabian boy ignored her words and inspected them gently and carefully. "Why are your knuckles in this condition?" Trowa asked as he came up behind Quatre. She didn't reply, instead she gently pulled her hand away and walked back out into the hospital gardens. Heero spoke as soon as she was out of earshot. "She was punching the wall as hard as she could. She just had to much rage in her to hold it back any longer." He said in the same flat monotone he always verbalizes in. "I think that she was trying to rid her sorrow, so she turned it to rage." Wufei said from the place he was sitting. He always does that, so he assumed that she had tried it, only to be unsuccessful. "Did she break down?" Trowa asked. "Only a small amount. I've never even seen her cry before, let alone act like this." Heero accused. "Even though her training squeezed most of the emotion out of her; her emotions never were completely destroyed." Quatre stated. The other pilots silently agreed. Quatre hadn't been trained the same way as they did, so he felt the hurt more intensely than the others when he killed others; but his emotions were well contained, that is, until the ZERO system.
Jewel followed the path from the stream to the lake that was nearby; she needed time to herself to think. Before she had become a pilot she had trained with a group of mercenaries, and then had trained to be an unfeeling assassin. She was not the type of person that you want to be in a room with and not be carrying a weapon; for her senses were much more intense then the other pilots. She was serious but gentle off the battleground; but either on a mission or in a mobile suit, it's better to be a friend then foe. She couldn't help that she was an extremely obedient killer; her assassin training had taught her that. 'Obey your employers.' That was the main idea when you're a merciless cutthroat. She had never injured the pilots, or any of her allies for that matter, but she would follow any order given by her superior; even kill herself so that the enemies could torture and get information from her. She sat down inches from the creek and leaned back on a tree.
She heard footsteps behind her and recognized the pattern: Heero. He had been following her quite often lately, concerned about the normally insensitive girl. "You okay?" the Perfect Soldier asked gently as he sat down beside the Guardian. "I'll be fine. I just can't stop blaming myself for what happened to Duo." She stopped. She, like Heero, wasn't much of a conversationalist. "You seem to have feelings for him." Heero accused. A flash went through her eyes, like it normally did in battle; but her eyes didn't change color. "I don't. I have been sent here to protect and guard you. I can't afford to let my feelings get the better of me." She replied gently. Heero knew better though, he had seen the two talking before, and they both seemed very happy to be with one another. "How long until Duo is out of surgery?" Jewel asked, breaking the silence. "The doctors said within the hour." Heero answered. She ducked her head and slowly fell into a much needed sleep.
Duo was slicing through batches of Aires and Pieces like there was a time limit. Jewel was busy using hand-to-hand combat with the Tallgeese. She grunted as she tried to throw the larger mobile suit off- balance. Duo's com-link came up and he told her that he was going to the west side of the base. She barely managed to mutter a 'yes' before throwing the Tallgeese off-balance, with Zechs Marquise in it. Her gundam, the Goddess, had a mobile trace system in it, and the Berserker system. ((Info on the bottom (Only Doctor J could activate the Berserker system, and it was rarely used; for it was only used when she wasn't listening to either him or the other pilots.) Because of the mobile trace system, she had a freer range of movement and precision; thus she had an advantage to all the other mobile suits, including the other gundams.)) Once the Tallgeese was pinned to the ground, she looked up to see how the other pilots were fairing in their battles. She spotted smoke and assumed that it was just another Aires or Pieces. But then she saw the black and the scythe. She disabled the Tallgeese and went to see to Duo, but there were too many mobile suits in her way. She kept depleting the numbers of OZ forces, but by the time that base had been destroyed, Duo had already been taken to the hospital by Wufei. (Jewel hadn't seen his injuries before he was taken to the sickbay.) A hand jerked her out of her out of her haunting sleep. She opened her eyes to see Quatre's own aqua-blue eyes looking at her. He stood and motioned for Jewel to follow; she followed obediently, as she almost never opposed the pilots' or scientists' orders. The two walked into the hospital waiting room, and the doctor was already there.
The surgeon cleared his throat and began to speak, "He is in a stable condition, but he is very weak now because of loss of blood. Most of his injuries are internal, mostly just bruises and a few scrapes. Most of the bones in his rib cage are broken, chipped, or shattered. I'm not sure that he may live." He stopped cold when he saw Jewel's eyes change color and her face twist in rage. She charged forward and grabbed the physician by the throat, picked him up, and slammed him into the wall behind him. "Don't you DARE EVER say that about him again or I will kill you here and now." She stated coldly, she wasn't finished yet though. "Do you hear me?!" She barked at the doctor. He gave a small nod, and he had so much fear in his eyes that he could have gotten Heero to let go of him, but this was Jewel, not the Perfect Soldier. "Is he in recovery?" Jewel asked grimly. When the surgeon didn't reply she applied more pressure to his neck vertebrae. He made a choking noise and then gave a nod. She released him and let him fall to the floor as she walked into the ward.
She wasn't going to sit around and listen to that 'we don't think he's going to live' crap. She had seem Heero pull out of situations like this numerous times, if needed she could save him, if necessary. She calmed herself as she walked to the nurses' desk. Sally was sitting quietly at the desk, filling out paperwork. Jewel came over quietly and spoke, "Sally, I need to see Duo; badly." She had a pleading tone in her voice. Sally looked up to see the violet-eyed girl standing in front of her. She had only seen her in her normal attire (the bodysuit and armour), so she looked different in jeans and a normal shirt. "Ah, Jewel." She recalled as she continued to speak: "I'll see if you can see him for a few minutes." She said in a gentle voice. Jewel nodded as Sally walked off. Jewel waited patiently while sitting in a chair with her eyes closed. She heard someone approach her, so she opened her eyes to see Sally. Sally slowly nodded and allowed Jewel to pass her into the doors of the recovery room. Sally understood that Jewel had to go back to the colonies now that Duo had gotten this injured. She walked back to her desk and continued her formalities with a light heart.
Jewel walked silently into the recovery room. When she spotted Duo she was overcome with pity, sorrow, and misery. There where many machines attached to him, monitoring his breathing, pulse, heartbeat, and everything else imaginable. "Oh, Duo. this is all my fault." she said quietly, with a bit of a pleading tone. Tears started to form in her eyes as she gathered courage to speak to him, for this may be the last time she saw him. "Duo, this entire thing was my fault! I should have paid more attention; then you wouldn't be in this condition. But, if you want to get me back, you have to pull through this." she trailed off in mock humor as tears started to fall in small streams from her eyes. "I'm going to be called back to the colonies, and this may be the last time I get to see and speak to you; so, if you can hear me, please listen. I hope that some day you will understand my feelings and emotions towards you, and that you may return them. I hope that, in some time, I may see you once again my dear Duo." She said, her voice quivering from sorrow. She placed a light kiss on his cheek before drying her tears and walking out of the room. As she walked past Sally she paused at her shoulder and spoke. "Take care of him." Those were her final words heard that night.
