Author's note: Say Trey Gun aloud, what does it sound like? Not intentional
I might add.but there's a guy I know named Trey and Gun is associated with
Trowa...review and tell me what you think Trey Gun sounds like.
The doorbell made its eighth ringing that day.
"Wonder who it is this time," Hilde commented.
"It's either Heero's G-Alloid or Trowa's G-Alloid." Jerome said.
"Which means it's gonna get pretty bright and pretty windy." Duo stated with a smirk, pulling out his sunglasses.
"Cheater," Trio mumbled under her breath. "Jerome? Do we have any sunglasses?"
"Why?" Trio gave him a hard glare. "Oh. Sandrio?"
"Who's that?" Hilde asked.
"Andrio's twin brother." Sandrio replied, stepping out of the shadows. "I took the liberty of grabbing these after I got a very distressed call down to my room from Andrio." He pulled out a bag of sunglasses and passed them around quickly.
As he was handing Trio her pair, a young, sandy-haired boy walked in. Quatre, Duo, Jerome and Trio moved in front of the boy to block his view of Trowa. It was just inside the closed door and they boy looked confused.
"Sorry kid, but you can't see Trowa just yet." Duo stated. The boy's quick and calculated gaze passed over all of the winged children with mild enthusiasm. He could see Trowa's hair but not his face and he felt a strong desire pulling him forward.
"Hold it," the bat winged girl said, "close your eyes and let me lead you to the middle of the room."
"Why? Who are you?"
"Trio Hawk, and it's better you be in the middle to face him, I don't think the girls want to go crashing against the wall again. What's your name by the way?"
"Trey Gun. I."
"Just do it," Quatre said quietly. "Don't make them force you. You'll see in a minute why."
"Quatre?"
"Yes, I'm Quatre Winner." Having confirmed Quatre's identity, he grasped Trio's hand and closed his eyes tight.
"Promise you won't look?" She asked.
"Yes." Was the reply. Trio pulled Trey forward to the middle of the floor. She turned him west, which was the wall where Trowa sat and let go.
"Now wait till I say 'now' okay?" Trio ran for the wall. She stopped next to Alex and as soon as she reached the wall she yelled, "NOW!"
Trey opened his eyes to see the partially covered face of the ex-Heavyarms pilot. His eyes were suddenly aglow with the heavy, yet eerie green glow that seemed to come forth from the G-Alloids during their strange transformation. Unlike Alex, his wind and light did not come gently. Instead, it came with fierceness. Trey had not yet called the pleading call "master."
But through the deafening wind Shinna could heard Trey screaming "MASTER!!!"
Those who were against the wall were merely pushed back while those not completely against the wall were thrown against it. If it hadn't have been for the sunglasses, everyone would have been instantly blinded.
Amongst the wind, Alex could hear a scream of pain, joy and sorrow at the eerie awakening that seemed to take place with the young and tender G- Alloid. Alex could decipher the pain of being an "abomination" as they were sometimes called and the pain of not having a true family. He could hear the joy of finally meeting his "father" and finally being allowed to see the four kids who were stuck in the same situation. And finally he could hear sorrow. The dread of knowing his sheltered life was at an end, that soon the whole world would know him and more than likely fear him. Alex could hear all that.
Alex was mentally, for the most part, very much like Quatre, but unlike the pacifistic pilot, he felt the bitterest hatred that anyone would or could ever feel against the people who had created them into a world that had let the Gundams go to rest. He yearned to show his "creators" what true hatred and bitterness was like, and he felt he would soon get that chance.
Trey's light finally faded but his wings were still flapping, trying to dry off the short brown fur that made up his wings. Trey, like the girls, was flapping unconsciously. His wings seemed to create the horrible wind and Trio couldn't figure out why his "wind-tunnel" was so much fiercer.
Alex, who was standing not far from Trio, spoke up. "He feels pain, joy and sorrow. His wind was fiercer because he feels these emotions."
"But why would he feel pain, joy and sorrow more acutely than the rest of us?" She frowned.
"I don't know.maybe he's more aware of the media or the 'X' or something."
Finally the wind died down and Trey floated to the ground. Trowa walked over to the boy and reached down to touch his hair. It was soft, soft like a baby lion's fur. It was shaggy but didn't hang over his eyes like Trowa's. Trowa touched it tenderly.
'Is he truly my son? He does have my DNA, so.' Trowa's thoughts left off. It was incredible that such a creature, half human and half Gundam could exist, but that it was from his DNA, he couldn't comprehend. How could this little 'child' exist as he was? He wasn't quite human but not quite Gundam. Trowa had a hard time believing that this child was real. But before he could think any more thoughts about this horrendous act of disregard for human life and young children, Trey stirred under Trowa's gentle hand. Trowa lifted his hand away and Trey reached up and looked up at Trowa admiringly.
"Trowa." he whispered. Then, because he was so exhausted, his head and hand unceremoniously dropped to the floor.
"Oh, no." Catherine said, rushing over to the boy and lifting his head on her lap. "Trey, Trey, wake up. Come on, wake up."
"No, let him sleep," Trowa said, picking up the boy gingerly and placing him on his stomach on the bench. "He's been through a lot."
"You mean the wings?" Catherine asked, walking up to stand at her brother's side.
"No, his whole life he's lived like a frightened beast, afraid to even make a friend for fear that they in turn will fear him. He.he knows EXACTLY who he is, but not what he is.I understand where he's coming from."
"But how can you know that, Trowa?"
"It's in his eyes." 'Yes, his eyes. The joy of finally meeting your "pilot". He called me master. It was my old friend, Heavyarms, but I just wish Heavyarms had stayed dead. Who would hurt these children like this? Who would want weapons of such destruction to live on? How could someone hurt US like this? Who wants to inflict such pain upon the world to create something of a little child that people would hate?' Trowa was jolted out of his frustrated, worried thoughts to the sound of the doorbell ringing its final chord.
Everyone looked to the door expectantly. Sandrio nodded and cracked the door open to yell at his brother in Portuguese. A reply was heard and the front door creaked open.
Trowa picked up Trey and pushing his wings down on his back as far as he dared, put him under the bench, and sitting down in front of him in preparation for the windy assault.
Trio glanced uneasily at the door and at the other G-Alloids. Biting her lip she went and sat down next to Trowa on the floor, pushing her wings between the pilot and the bench to further shield the sleeping boy.
Alex walked over and sat down in front of Trowa to shield him, and Shinna sat in front of Trio, protecting her.
'We'll be prepared this time,' Shinna was thinking. 'Many lives have been in danger with this "transformation" and the most helpless of all is Trey. He can't even defend himself! So we'll do it for him. If I protect Trio, Alex protects Trowa, Trowa protects Trey and TRIO protects Trey, he should have no problems.'
Andrio, who was visibly shaken, stuck half his body through the cracked door." Daemon Zero to see you, Sir." This time about, Andrio didn't close the door, in fact, he seemed scared to open it more. Much to Andrio's surprise, it opened without his assistance and admitted a young boy, who was a Heero look-alike; even down to the deadly, yet calculated gaze and deep azure eyes.
The doorbell made its eighth ringing that day.
"Wonder who it is this time," Hilde commented.
"It's either Heero's G-Alloid or Trowa's G-Alloid." Jerome said.
"Which means it's gonna get pretty bright and pretty windy." Duo stated with a smirk, pulling out his sunglasses.
"Cheater," Trio mumbled under her breath. "Jerome? Do we have any sunglasses?"
"Why?" Trio gave him a hard glare. "Oh. Sandrio?"
"Who's that?" Hilde asked.
"Andrio's twin brother." Sandrio replied, stepping out of the shadows. "I took the liberty of grabbing these after I got a very distressed call down to my room from Andrio." He pulled out a bag of sunglasses and passed them around quickly.
As he was handing Trio her pair, a young, sandy-haired boy walked in. Quatre, Duo, Jerome and Trio moved in front of the boy to block his view of Trowa. It was just inside the closed door and they boy looked confused.
"Sorry kid, but you can't see Trowa just yet." Duo stated. The boy's quick and calculated gaze passed over all of the winged children with mild enthusiasm. He could see Trowa's hair but not his face and he felt a strong desire pulling him forward.
"Hold it," the bat winged girl said, "close your eyes and let me lead you to the middle of the room."
"Why? Who are you?"
"Trio Hawk, and it's better you be in the middle to face him, I don't think the girls want to go crashing against the wall again. What's your name by the way?"
"Trey Gun. I."
"Just do it," Quatre said quietly. "Don't make them force you. You'll see in a minute why."
"Quatre?"
"Yes, I'm Quatre Winner." Having confirmed Quatre's identity, he grasped Trio's hand and closed his eyes tight.
"Promise you won't look?" She asked.
"Yes." Was the reply. Trio pulled Trey forward to the middle of the floor. She turned him west, which was the wall where Trowa sat and let go.
"Now wait till I say 'now' okay?" Trio ran for the wall. She stopped next to Alex and as soon as she reached the wall she yelled, "NOW!"
Trey opened his eyes to see the partially covered face of the ex-Heavyarms pilot. His eyes were suddenly aglow with the heavy, yet eerie green glow that seemed to come forth from the G-Alloids during their strange transformation. Unlike Alex, his wind and light did not come gently. Instead, it came with fierceness. Trey had not yet called the pleading call "master."
But through the deafening wind Shinna could heard Trey screaming "MASTER!!!"
Those who were against the wall were merely pushed back while those not completely against the wall were thrown against it. If it hadn't have been for the sunglasses, everyone would have been instantly blinded.
Amongst the wind, Alex could hear a scream of pain, joy and sorrow at the eerie awakening that seemed to take place with the young and tender G- Alloid. Alex could decipher the pain of being an "abomination" as they were sometimes called and the pain of not having a true family. He could hear the joy of finally meeting his "father" and finally being allowed to see the four kids who were stuck in the same situation. And finally he could hear sorrow. The dread of knowing his sheltered life was at an end, that soon the whole world would know him and more than likely fear him. Alex could hear all that.
Alex was mentally, for the most part, very much like Quatre, but unlike the pacifistic pilot, he felt the bitterest hatred that anyone would or could ever feel against the people who had created them into a world that had let the Gundams go to rest. He yearned to show his "creators" what true hatred and bitterness was like, and he felt he would soon get that chance.
Trey's light finally faded but his wings were still flapping, trying to dry off the short brown fur that made up his wings. Trey, like the girls, was flapping unconsciously. His wings seemed to create the horrible wind and Trio couldn't figure out why his "wind-tunnel" was so much fiercer.
Alex, who was standing not far from Trio, spoke up. "He feels pain, joy and sorrow. His wind was fiercer because he feels these emotions."
"But why would he feel pain, joy and sorrow more acutely than the rest of us?" She frowned.
"I don't know.maybe he's more aware of the media or the 'X' or something."
Finally the wind died down and Trey floated to the ground. Trowa walked over to the boy and reached down to touch his hair. It was soft, soft like a baby lion's fur. It was shaggy but didn't hang over his eyes like Trowa's. Trowa touched it tenderly.
'Is he truly my son? He does have my DNA, so.' Trowa's thoughts left off. It was incredible that such a creature, half human and half Gundam could exist, but that it was from his DNA, he couldn't comprehend. How could this little 'child' exist as he was? He wasn't quite human but not quite Gundam. Trowa had a hard time believing that this child was real. But before he could think any more thoughts about this horrendous act of disregard for human life and young children, Trey stirred under Trowa's gentle hand. Trowa lifted his hand away and Trey reached up and looked up at Trowa admiringly.
"Trowa." he whispered. Then, because he was so exhausted, his head and hand unceremoniously dropped to the floor.
"Oh, no." Catherine said, rushing over to the boy and lifting his head on her lap. "Trey, Trey, wake up. Come on, wake up."
"No, let him sleep," Trowa said, picking up the boy gingerly and placing him on his stomach on the bench. "He's been through a lot."
"You mean the wings?" Catherine asked, walking up to stand at her brother's side.
"No, his whole life he's lived like a frightened beast, afraid to even make a friend for fear that they in turn will fear him. He.he knows EXACTLY who he is, but not what he is.I understand where he's coming from."
"But how can you know that, Trowa?"
"It's in his eyes." 'Yes, his eyes. The joy of finally meeting your "pilot". He called me master. It was my old friend, Heavyarms, but I just wish Heavyarms had stayed dead. Who would hurt these children like this? Who would want weapons of such destruction to live on? How could someone hurt US like this? Who wants to inflict such pain upon the world to create something of a little child that people would hate?' Trowa was jolted out of his frustrated, worried thoughts to the sound of the doorbell ringing its final chord.
Everyone looked to the door expectantly. Sandrio nodded and cracked the door open to yell at his brother in Portuguese. A reply was heard and the front door creaked open.
Trowa picked up Trey and pushing his wings down on his back as far as he dared, put him under the bench, and sitting down in front of him in preparation for the windy assault.
Trio glanced uneasily at the door and at the other G-Alloids. Biting her lip she went and sat down next to Trowa on the floor, pushing her wings between the pilot and the bench to further shield the sleeping boy.
Alex walked over and sat down in front of Trowa to shield him, and Shinna sat in front of Trio, protecting her.
'We'll be prepared this time,' Shinna was thinking. 'Many lives have been in danger with this "transformation" and the most helpless of all is Trey. He can't even defend himself! So we'll do it for him. If I protect Trio, Alex protects Trowa, Trowa protects Trey and TRIO protects Trey, he should have no problems.'
Andrio, who was visibly shaken, stuck half his body through the cracked door." Daemon Zero to see you, Sir." This time about, Andrio didn't close the door, in fact, he seemed scared to open it more. Much to Andrio's surprise, it opened without his assistance and admitted a young boy, who was a Heero look-alike; even down to the deadly, yet calculated gaze and deep azure eyes.