A/N- well, here's yet another one of my stories. It's AU, of course, lol...the Gundam boys are ELVES!!! Anyway, hope you like.
Crimson Shadow: Part 1
By: RurouniGirl
Wufei winced as he wiped the fresh blood from the cut on his cheek. He had gotten used to the pain a long time ago, so he really didn't feel any pain, but wincing was an automatic reflex. He sighed and leaned back against a tree trunk. 'Bad idea,' he thought as pain seared through his back. He moved away from the tree and carefully lay down on the softer moss.
He looked up toward the sky, but couldn't see the bright blue because of the trees. He lived in the very center of the forest where the trees grew so thick it blocked all sunlight from shining through. He could hear the birds chirping cheerfully, knew that the sun was shining brightly, and heard the stream bubbling merrily. This usually cheered him up, but today it didn't. He sighed once again and pushed himself to his feet. He almost lost his footing as his injured leg nearly gave out on him when he had put his full weight on it.
He slowly made his way further away. He wanted to get as far away form his home as possible. He couldn't stand it anymore. All the hate...the abuse...it was all getting to be too much for him. He had dealt with the pain long enough. He just wanted it to all stop.
The truth was that he was an outcast. He was born a Drow...a Dark Elf, yet he was only a Drow in appearance. He had the black skin of a Drow and his long hair was silver streaked through with black, yet in his heart he was kind and gentle, not hateful and evil. That's why he was an outcast. His family had tried to make him act more like a Drow by beating him and making him tougher. He had learned a long time ago that his family didn't love him. If he were to die right then they wouldn't even miss him. It would be a relief to them...he was only a burden.
He kept wandering aimlessly until he realized that he didn't know where he was anymore. He saw traces of sunlight shining faintly but he just shrugged and kept moving, staying mostly to the shadows as went. His injured leg was starting to shake with the burden placed upon it. He could feel it start to give out, but he kept pushing on. He had to go as far as he could.
He began to sweat; yet he wasn't hot. Chills kept running up and down his body. He knew that he probably had a fever and that many of his cuts were probably infected by now, but he didn't care. He kept moving until he finally felt that he couldn't go any further. He felt his leg give out and he collapsed into a world of darkness.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wufei kept going in and out of consciousness, but he was never fully aware. He could hear voices as if from a distance and could make out blurred forms standing above him. It was almost a week later when he finally regained full consciousness. He blinked to clear his vision and looked around him.
He was in a small room. In it were a chair, a table, and the bed he was in. A fire blazed brightly in the fireplace across the room. In the chair beside his bed was a young blonde haired boy. He was sitting in the chair with his arms crossed over his chest and sleeping soundly. Wufei wondered how long he had been there.
"You're finally awake," said a quiet voice.
His eyes moved to a tall figure standing in a corner of the room. Wufei hadn't seen him before because he had been hidden in the shadows.
A pair of bright green eyes, a small smile, and brown hair were revealed as he stepped into the firelight. As he moved over to the bed Wufei got a glimpse of a long, pointed ear. 'So these are elves,' he thought. 'Why are they helping me? Drows are their enemies.'
He slowly sat up. The pain was still there, but considerable less than it had been before. He turned his head toward the tall boy standing in the firelight.
"Why are you helping me?" he asked curiously.
The other boy's eyes lit up with amusement. "Why wouldn't we help you?" he said. "Did you expect us to just leave you lying in the woods, as badly as you were hurt? You could have died."
Wufei shrugged. "It wouldn't have mattered if I had died," he whispered to himself. He looked back over at the boy. "I'm a Drow," he said. "I thought Drows were the enemies of all Elves."
The other boy smiled and shrugged. "I don't care that you're a Drow and neither do the others," he said. "I'm Trowa, by the way."
Wufei was shocked to actually find a friend in an Elf. "I'm Wufei," he said. "And did you say others?"
Trowa nodded. "Yes, myself, Quatre," he said, motioning to the blond boy sleeping in the chair, "and Heero and Duo."
It took a minute for this to sink in. "You mean that there are others who don't care if I'm a Drow?"
Trowa nodded. "Yes, there are others. Too few, in my opinion, but you will find that you have some friends here."
"But, how did you know that when I woke up I wouldn't try to harm you?" Wufei asked.
"Because," Trowa explained, "Quatre is somewhat empathetic. He knew that you had a kind heart and wouldn't try to harm us."
Wufei sighed and collapsed back onto the bed. All this talking had exhausted what little strength he had.
"You should rest some more. You're wounds still have a long way to go before they are completely healed. We'll have more time to talk later. In the mean time, try to get some sleep, ok?" Trowa said.
Wufei nodded and closed his eyes. In a matter of seconds he was fast asleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When Wufei finally woke again, faint sunlight filtered throught the shutters on the windows and nobody was in the room. He slowly sat up and got out of the bed. He looked down at the baggy tunic he was wearing. As he looked around the room, he saw his own clothes sitting on the chair beside the bed. He went over and found that they were clean and mended.
He quickly pulled on the pants and tunic and laced up his boots. He looked around and found a leather string on the table. He used it to pull his hair neatly back into a ponytail.
He hesitated a second before leaving the room. He wasn't sure what awaited him outside the quiet sanctuary of the room, but he had to go. He slowly pushed the door open and stepped into the next room. He winced as his eyes were assaulted by bright sunlight. He was a Drow and Drow's didn't like sunlight. They lived in the deepest, darkest part of the forest and avoided any sunlight. As he began to get accustomed to the sunlight he realized that he wasn't alone. He looked up and was greeted by a pair of shining violet eyes and a big grin.
"Hey, your finally awake. I was starting to worry that you might have gone into a coma or something," he said cheerfully.
Wufei couldn't help but grin. The other boy's grin widened even more and he held out his hand.
"I'm Duo. Pleased to meet you."
Wufei took the hand hesitantly. "I'm Wufei," he said quietly.
Duo smiled. "You hungry? Lunch is just about ready."
Wufei shrugged. The truth was he hadn't had a decent meal in a long time. He had learned to ignore the hunger.
"Well, you should eat something. You're nothing but skin and bones," he said, a hint of worry in his voice.
Wufei shrugged again and moved toward the table. However, before he reached the table he stumbled and gasped as he collapsed to the ground. Everything was spinning around his head and he felt like he was floating in mid-air. He fought to remain conscious, but to no avail and he slipped back into the darkness.
Author's Notes: So, what do you think? What's your verdict? Is it good? Bad? Please review and let me know. RurouniGirl
Crimson Shadow: Part 1
By: RurouniGirl
Wufei winced as he wiped the fresh blood from the cut on his cheek. He had gotten used to the pain a long time ago, so he really didn't feel any pain, but wincing was an automatic reflex. He sighed and leaned back against a tree trunk. 'Bad idea,' he thought as pain seared through his back. He moved away from the tree and carefully lay down on the softer moss.
He looked up toward the sky, but couldn't see the bright blue because of the trees. He lived in the very center of the forest where the trees grew so thick it blocked all sunlight from shining through. He could hear the birds chirping cheerfully, knew that the sun was shining brightly, and heard the stream bubbling merrily. This usually cheered him up, but today it didn't. He sighed once again and pushed himself to his feet. He almost lost his footing as his injured leg nearly gave out on him when he had put his full weight on it.
He slowly made his way further away. He wanted to get as far away form his home as possible. He couldn't stand it anymore. All the hate...the abuse...it was all getting to be too much for him. He had dealt with the pain long enough. He just wanted it to all stop.
The truth was that he was an outcast. He was born a Drow...a Dark Elf, yet he was only a Drow in appearance. He had the black skin of a Drow and his long hair was silver streaked through with black, yet in his heart he was kind and gentle, not hateful and evil. That's why he was an outcast. His family had tried to make him act more like a Drow by beating him and making him tougher. He had learned a long time ago that his family didn't love him. If he were to die right then they wouldn't even miss him. It would be a relief to them...he was only a burden.
He kept wandering aimlessly until he realized that he didn't know where he was anymore. He saw traces of sunlight shining faintly but he just shrugged and kept moving, staying mostly to the shadows as went. His injured leg was starting to shake with the burden placed upon it. He could feel it start to give out, but he kept pushing on. He had to go as far as he could.
He began to sweat; yet he wasn't hot. Chills kept running up and down his body. He knew that he probably had a fever and that many of his cuts were probably infected by now, but he didn't care. He kept moving until he finally felt that he couldn't go any further. He felt his leg give out and he collapsed into a world of darkness.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wufei kept going in and out of consciousness, but he was never fully aware. He could hear voices as if from a distance and could make out blurred forms standing above him. It was almost a week later when he finally regained full consciousness. He blinked to clear his vision and looked around him.
He was in a small room. In it were a chair, a table, and the bed he was in. A fire blazed brightly in the fireplace across the room. In the chair beside his bed was a young blonde haired boy. He was sitting in the chair with his arms crossed over his chest and sleeping soundly. Wufei wondered how long he had been there.
"You're finally awake," said a quiet voice.
His eyes moved to a tall figure standing in a corner of the room. Wufei hadn't seen him before because he had been hidden in the shadows.
A pair of bright green eyes, a small smile, and brown hair were revealed as he stepped into the firelight. As he moved over to the bed Wufei got a glimpse of a long, pointed ear. 'So these are elves,' he thought. 'Why are they helping me? Drows are their enemies.'
He slowly sat up. The pain was still there, but considerable less than it had been before. He turned his head toward the tall boy standing in the firelight.
"Why are you helping me?" he asked curiously.
The other boy's eyes lit up with amusement. "Why wouldn't we help you?" he said. "Did you expect us to just leave you lying in the woods, as badly as you were hurt? You could have died."
Wufei shrugged. "It wouldn't have mattered if I had died," he whispered to himself. He looked back over at the boy. "I'm a Drow," he said. "I thought Drows were the enemies of all Elves."
The other boy smiled and shrugged. "I don't care that you're a Drow and neither do the others," he said. "I'm Trowa, by the way."
Wufei was shocked to actually find a friend in an Elf. "I'm Wufei," he said. "And did you say others?"
Trowa nodded. "Yes, myself, Quatre," he said, motioning to the blond boy sleeping in the chair, "and Heero and Duo."
It took a minute for this to sink in. "You mean that there are others who don't care if I'm a Drow?"
Trowa nodded. "Yes, there are others. Too few, in my opinion, but you will find that you have some friends here."
"But, how did you know that when I woke up I wouldn't try to harm you?" Wufei asked.
"Because," Trowa explained, "Quatre is somewhat empathetic. He knew that you had a kind heart and wouldn't try to harm us."
Wufei sighed and collapsed back onto the bed. All this talking had exhausted what little strength he had.
"You should rest some more. You're wounds still have a long way to go before they are completely healed. We'll have more time to talk later. In the mean time, try to get some sleep, ok?" Trowa said.
Wufei nodded and closed his eyes. In a matter of seconds he was fast asleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When Wufei finally woke again, faint sunlight filtered throught the shutters on the windows and nobody was in the room. He slowly sat up and got out of the bed. He looked down at the baggy tunic he was wearing. As he looked around the room, he saw his own clothes sitting on the chair beside the bed. He went over and found that they were clean and mended.
He quickly pulled on the pants and tunic and laced up his boots. He looked around and found a leather string on the table. He used it to pull his hair neatly back into a ponytail.
He hesitated a second before leaving the room. He wasn't sure what awaited him outside the quiet sanctuary of the room, but he had to go. He slowly pushed the door open and stepped into the next room. He winced as his eyes were assaulted by bright sunlight. He was a Drow and Drow's didn't like sunlight. They lived in the deepest, darkest part of the forest and avoided any sunlight. As he began to get accustomed to the sunlight he realized that he wasn't alone. He looked up and was greeted by a pair of shining violet eyes and a big grin.
"Hey, your finally awake. I was starting to worry that you might have gone into a coma or something," he said cheerfully.
Wufei couldn't help but grin. The other boy's grin widened even more and he held out his hand.
"I'm Duo. Pleased to meet you."
Wufei took the hand hesitantly. "I'm Wufei," he said quietly.
Duo smiled. "You hungry? Lunch is just about ready."
Wufei shrugged. The truth was he hadn't had a decent meal in a long time. He had learned to ignore the hunger.
"Well, you should eat something. You're nothing but skin and bones," he said, a hint of worry in his voice.
Wufei shrugged again and moved toward the table. However, before he reached the table he stumbled and gasped as he collapsed to the ground. Everything was spinning around his head and he felt like he was floating in mid-air. He fought to remain conscious, but to no avail and he slipped back into the darkness.
Author's Notes: So, what do you think? What's your verdict? Is it good? Bad? Please review and let me know. RurouniGirl