I'll write when I damn well wanna. And, well.I wanna write. So enjoy this
new chapter and the rest of the story will be coming along soon.
~Erin ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Internet. The high speed, awesome source of all unknown information.
And at the moment what was unknown to Heero was how he knew Serena. They both met, they recognized each other, so it wasn't just some unknown fantasy.
Heero didn't know where to being. He leaned back in his chair and sighed.
"Well, there's always." he thought outloud.
He got up from his desk, walked across the room to his jacket, and pulled Serena's phone number out of his pocket. He studied the scrap of paper as he shuffled back and plopped down in his chair.
And he typed in the phone number, "398-2481", then hit the search button.
Wildly enough, many things came upon the screen matching those few numbers. What interested him most was the one listed as, "Matching address to 398-2481".
He clicked on it and almost immediately an address for the phone number came up. It was listed to "Robert and Karyn Opers".
Robert Opers, Heero thought. Why is everything about that name screaming, the right track?
Heero opened a new window and typed Robert Opers into the search engine.
Immediately a website for the "Space Warriors" came up onto his screen. Heero laughed in spite of himself. How long ago had it been when he applied to go to their training camp?
It was back in the time when he felt he had nothing to live for. The time when he never left the house, never ate, would have forgotten to breathe if it hadn't been instinct to do so. All he did was lie in bed as Duo came and went. Duo never knew what was wrong.
But Heero wanted a sense of belonging. He wanted to go do something to calm his nerves. And nothing could calm the nerves of the Perfect Soldier better than to kill someone. Or kill lots of someones.
So he signed up for the Space Warriors.
Heero shook his head to clear those thoughts. How ironic, he thought, that a month later I meet the woman of my dreams and my life seems to have meaning again.
He clicked the link that read "Robert Opers and the D-Force."
Immediately a page about Robert came up.
Robert was the Lt. of the D-Force, on the air-ship Blue 427. The ship went down when it was shot down by an opposing planet's battle cruiser. He was one of the five people to die from the Space Warrior's unit. He was survived by his wife, Karyn, and his daughter, Serena.
Heero shuddered, and felt the loss right along with Serena. She had lost her father when she was not but six years old. He wanted to hold her, kiss her, tell her everything was going to be alright.
But it probably also wasn't the best thing to bring up a painful past when talking to the girl you loved.
Heero quickly glanced to the sidebar. There was more about the D-Force, so he clicked on it, figuring he could use all this information somewhere in his Space Warriors training.
He slowly sifted through the information, reading about the D-Force. They were supposedly the ones who were going to stop the war. They were going to save the world from mass destruction, and all they had to do was fly and stop the nuclear weapons from going off near the moon. They had the best of the best around, Robert Opers, Lieutenant; Mary Johnson, technical advisor; David Streets, nuclear engineer; Yeguir Manginig, pilot; and Gary Watts, top ranked soldier for five years. They were aboard the Blue 427, and were flying towards the moon to stop all chaos.
What they didn't know was that the planet Mars knew what they were doing. Someone had tipped them off, and they were waiting for them when they got there. All five lives were lost in an explosion. But they still managed to save the Earth.
It was said that Robert and David, best friends since near birth, were fighting off the enemy as they ran into the base. David, being the only one who could stop the blast from occurring, did the only thing he could.
He cut the wires and let it go off, only preventing it from hitting the Earth by altering it's distance span.
Heero let out a whistle. These people knew they were going to die, and they still decided to save lives. Could I really do that?
At least Serena's father died a hero.
At the bottom of the article there was a picture of all five members before take off, standing in front of the Blue 427. He recognized Serena's father immediately. It was no mistake where she got her looks from. And Robert had his arm around someone, smiling, the other man smiling too. That had to be David. There was no misjudging that these two were best friends.
Heero leaned in towards the screen.
What the.?
He would have thought that it was him, except that he knew he was only six when this accident occurred. Yet it seemed to him that the resemblence was way too uncanny. He clicked on a link for David Streets.
And it was there that he found his belonging.
David was the Captain of the D-Force, on the air-ship Blue 427. The ship went down when it was shot down by an opposing planet's battle cruiser. He was one of the five people to die from the Space Warrior's unit. His wife, Jade, and his son, Heero, survived him.
Son Heero.
The words burned into his mind. He had been alone all his life, when all of a sudden, it seemed to crash down on him. He had a father who died a hero, and he had a mother. What happened to her? Jade, his mother.his father a hero.his mother.dead too?
Was it all a really really elaborate dream? It couldn't be. There was a sidebar where he came upon another article. He clicked on it, not dreaming in a million years this would be the one article he needed to read.
FIVE SPACE WARRIORS KILLED IN KAMIKAZE MISSION
He scanned the entire article until he found the paragraph that contained all the information he needed.
Lt. Robert Opers and Captain David Streets had been best friends since they were five. Both grew up training to be in a branch of the military, and were excited when both were drafted to be apart of the Space Warriors division. Both had extremely close families, in fact, both lived in the same household for many years, with wives Karyn and Jade, and children Serena and Heero. Jade, who worked in the Space Control Unit 935, was attacked shortly after her husband's death. Karyn was left with both Serena and Heero, and shortly after fell ill, giving Serena to her sister until she was recovered, and Heero to an Uncle of his, who from there gave him up for adoption.
He couldn't believe it. The puzzle was pretty much complete. It all came back to him. His Uncle's decision to get rid of him. A lady, most likely Serena's mother furious at the fact he decided to do so. His Uncle yelling, "I HAVE FULL CUSTODY OF HIM, I'LL DO WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT!"
Him being driven out of a driveway, a familiar driveway, Serena's mother waving goodbye, crying. The little girl running after the car, trying hard to catch up, the rain falling all around, her screaming, "Heero! Heero!" until she finally collapsed on the street crying into her hands.
So why could he remember this now, and not before? Heero turned his thoughts to his training. The day he first met Duo. Duo's first bit of advice,
"You'd better just forget everything you once knew, dude. If not, it'll just keep getting in the way."
Heero shook his head and pushed back from the desk. He walked into the kitchen and picked up his phone. Even though it was three in the morning, he was sure she'd understand.
Because the only person he could really talk to right this moment was Serena. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I hope you liked it. I know it's really lame, but it's a really lame story
and a really lame chapter. Hopefully with the next chapter things will
stop being lame and start being.un lame.
~ Erin
new chapter and the rest of the story will be coming along soon.
~Erin ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Internet. The high speed, awesome source of all unknown information.
And at the moment what was unknown to Heero was how he knew Serena. They both met, they recognized each other, so it wasn't just some unknown fantasy.
Heero didn't know where to being. He leaned back in his chair and sighed.
"Well, there's always." he thought outloud.
He got up from his desk, walked across the room to his jacket, and pulled Serena's phone number out of his pocket. He studied the scrap of paper as he shuffled back and plopped down in his chair.
And he typed in the phone number, "398-2481", then hit the search button.
Wildly enough, many things came upon the screen matching those few numbers. What interested him most was the one listed as, "Matching address to 398-2481".
He clicked on it and almost immediately an address for the phone number came up. It was listed to "Robert and Karyn Opers".
Robert Opers, Heero thought. Why is everything about that name screaming, the right track?
Heero opened a new window and typed Robert Opers into the search engine.
Immediately a website for the "Space Warriors" came up onto his screen. Heero laughed in spite of himself. How long ago had it been when he applied to go to their training camp?
It was back in the time when he felt he had nothing to live for. The time when he never left the house, never ate, would have forgotten to breathe if it hadn't been instinct to do so. All he did was lie in bed as Duo came and went. Duo never knew what was wrong.
But Heero wanted a sense of belonging. He wanted to go do something to calm his nerves. And nothing could calm the nerves of the Perfect Soldier better than to kill someone. Or kill lots of someones.
So he signed up for the Space Warriors.
Heero shook his head to clear those thoughts. How ironic, he thought, that a month later I meet the woman of my dreams and my life seems to have meaning again.
He clicked the link that read "Robert Opers and the D-Force."
Immediately a page about Robert came up.
Robert was the Lt. of the D-Force, on the air-ship Blue 427. The ship went down when it was shot down by an opposing planet's battle cruiser. He was one of the five people to die from the Space Warrior's unit. He was survived by his wife, Karyn, and his daughter, Serena.
Heero shuddered, and felt the loss right along with Serena. She had lost her father when she was not but six years old. He wanted to hold her, kiss her, tell her everything was going to be alright.
But it probably also wasn't the best thing to bring up a painful past when talking to the girl you loved.
Heero quickly glanced to the sidebar. There was more about the D-Force, so he clicked on it, figuring he could use all this information somewhere in his Space Warriors training.
He slowly sifted through the information, reading about the D-Force. They were supposedly the ones who were going to stop the war. They were going to save the world from mass destruction, and all they had to do was fly and stop the nuclear weapons from going off near the moon. They had the best of the best around, Robert Opers, Lieutenant; Mary Johnson, technical advisor; David Streets, nuclear engineer; Yeguir Manginig, pilot; and Gary Watts, top ranked soldier for five years. They were aboard the Blue 427, and were flying towards the moon to stop all chaos.
What they didn't know was that the planet Mars knew what they were doing. Someone had tipped them off, and they were waiting for them when they got there. All five lives were lost in an explosion. But they still managed to save the Earth.
It was said that Robert and David, best friends since near birth, were fighting off the enemy as they ran into the base. David, being the only one who could stop the blast from occurring, did the only thing he could.
He cut the wires and let it go off, only preventing it from hitting the Earth by altering it's distance span.
Heero let out a whistle. These people knew they were going to die, and they still decided to save lives. Could I really do that?
At least Serena's father died a hero.
At the bottom of the article there was a picture of all five members before take off, standing in front of the Blue 427. He recognized Serena's father immediately. It was no mistake where she got her looks from. And Robert had his arm around someone, smiling, the other man smiling too. That had to be David. There was no misjudging that these two were best friends.
Heero leaned in towards the screen.
What the.?
He would have thought that it was him, except that he knew he was only six when this accident occurred. Yet it seemed to him that the resemblence was way too uncanny. He clicked on a link for David Streets.
And it was there that he found his belonging.
David was the Captain of the D-Force, on the air-ship Blue 427. The ship went down when it was shot down by an opposing planet's battle cruiser. He was one of the five people to die from the Space Warrior's unit. His wife, Jade, and his son, Heero, survived him.
Son Heero.
The words burned into his mind. He had been alone all his life, when all of a sudden, it seemed to crash down on him. He had a father who died a hero, and he had a mother. What happened to her? Jade, his mother.his father a hero.his mother.dead too?
Was it all a really really elaborate dream? It couldn't be. There was a sidebar where he came upon another article. He clicked on it, not dreaming in a million years this would be the one article he needed to read.
FIVE SPACE WARRIORS KILLED IN KAMIKAZE MISSION
He scanned the entire article until he found the paragraph that contained all the information he needed.
Lt. Robert Opers and Captain David Streets had been best friends since they were five. Both grew up training to be in a branch of the military, and were excited when both were drafted to be apart of the Space Warriors division. Both had extremely close families, in fact, both lived in the same household for many years, with wives Karyn and Jade, and children Serena and Heero. Jade, who worked in the Space Control Unit 935, was attacked shortly after her husband's death. Karyn was left with both Serena and Heero, and shortly after fell ill, giving Serena to her sister until she was recovered, and Heero to an Uncle of his, who from there gave him up for adoption.
He couldn't believe it. The puzzle was pretty much complete. It all came back to him. His Uncle's decision to get rid of him. A lady, most likely Serena's mother furious at the fact he decided to do so. His Uncle yelling, "I HAVE FULL CUSTODY OF HIM, I'LL DO WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT!"
Him being driven out of a driveway, a familiar driveway, Serena's mother waving goodbye, crying. The little girl running after the car, trying hard to catch up, the rain falling all around, her screaming, "Heero! Heero!" until she finally collapsed on the street crying into her hands.
So why could he remember this now, and not before? Heero turned his thoughts to his training. The day he first met Duo. Duo's first bit of advice,
"You'd better just forget everything you once knew, dude. If not, it'll just keep getting in the way."
Heero shook his head and pushed back from the desk. He walked into the kitchen and picked up his phone. Even though it was three in the morning, he was sure she'd understand.
Because the only person he could really talk to right this moment was Serena. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I hope you liked it. I know it's really lame, but it's a really lame story
and a really lame chapter. Hopefully with the next chapter things will
stop being lame and start being.un lame.
~ Erin