THIS IS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT TO SHATTERED MIRROR!!! THIS IS A WHOLE
DIFFERENT STORY!!!
Disclaimer: the Gundam Wing cast belongs to Sunrise and the person who first created them. None of them belong to me.
My Little China Doll By Birdie
*Ding-Dong*
"I'll get that!" Quatre called, as he stood up from his chair. He opened the big oak door, and outside stood the postman.
"This is for Mr. Duo Maxwell." He said, and handed Quatre a big parcel. It was obvious the thickly wrapped object was far too big to fit through the letter slot, so the kind postman rang the bell.
Quatre beamed cutely. "Thank you!" he took the parcel and bid the postman goodbye.
Duo thumped downstairs, rubbing his purples eyes free from sleep. "Huh...what was that all about?" he half-asked, half-muttered.
Quatre handed Duo the parcel. "This is for you, Duo."
Duo stared at it for a long time. The look on his face had a "is it going to bite me?" look. Perhaps he had too much to drink last night...
In the end, Duo took the parcel from Quatre. The brunette slumped down the sofa, and tore open the parcel. Inside was a china doll and a letter.
Duo picked up the china doll. It had a big sky blue eyes and thick mousy hair that was tied up with a silk ribbon. It was dressed in a blue shepherdess' frock, with little flowers and white dots at the bottom.
Duo looked at it curiously, turning it upside-down before spotting the letter. He opened the letter.
"Dearest Duo", it read.
"If you are reading this, then it means I'm dead. This is my will, and this item is your share of it. It was my great grandmother's china doll, and was passed down from generation to generation. Now that I am gone, I want you to have her. Her name is Rachel. Please look after her for me and may God be with you.
--Sister Helen"
Duo looked sad. Sister Helen was a kind woman from the church he once lived in. He took the doll into his arms and hugged it. He could smell dust, but he could also smell the faintest trace of Helen's scent. It was very comforting.
~*~
Duo woke up thumping. Someone was going up the stairs very noisily. Duo groaned. It was 2 in the morning. Who the hell--?!
"Wufei!" Duo shouted angrily. "Don't thumping! Jeez, can't you walk any quieter?!"
But the thumping continued. Duo didn't think the Chinese pilot heard.
"Wufei?"
Thump-thump-thump.
"WUFEI!! SHUT UP!!!"
Thump-thump-thump
Duo forced himself out of bed, and to open the door. "Wufei-!"
WHOOSH
Duo blinked. Something just went past at a great speed. Duo turned to the light. "Wufei, stop..."
"Maxwell, what are you talking about?!" Wufei staggered out of his room. "I was never walking up the stairs!"
Duo blinked. "Quatre? Trowa?" he looked around for them, but they were nowhere to be found. "Heero?" no, the Japanese boy wasn't here either.
Duo frowned. "Then who was here?" his eyes cast down to the little China doll on the floor. "Rachel?" he picked his doll up. "I put downstairs on the coffee table, how did you get here."
"AAA! MAXWELL!!!" Wufei screamed, pointing at Duo's face.
"What?" Duo asked, confused.
The Chinese boy walked over and wiped Duo's cheek. "Honestly," he huffed. "How did you cut yourself so late at night?"
Duo touched his cheek lightly; it was wet. His heart stopped and he stared at his fingers. There were spots of blood.
Wufei forced Duo to turn around. "What's that knife doing on the wall?" he asked.
Duo looked. There was a dagger stuck on the wall behind him. Blood dripped from the point. It was his blood.
Duo stared at his fingers, then at the wall. He finally turned to Rachel, and stared in her eyes. But the little doll's eyes had no expression, it was just orbs of blue.
~*~
"China dolls are horror stories in themselves," Wufei said to Duo as he poured ketchup over his eggs. "I bet it was your doll that did this."
"That's just legends, Wufei." Heero said, not looking up from the daily newspaper.
Wufei turned to Heero. "Yuy, legends are based on real life facts. Are you talking about myths?"
"Whatever." Was the monotone reply.
Duo squeezed Rachel tightly. "I might have been a bugler or something," he said. "I'm keeping Rachel."
Wufei shrugged. "Don't say I didn't warn you." And viciously attacked his breakfast.
Duo patted his doll on the head. Rachel looked far too innocent to kill him. But maybe Wufei was right. China dolls ARE horror stories in itself. All stories with china dolls portray them as evil objects.
Duo shook his head, as if trying to shake away evil spirits. He sighed, and took a bite out of his corn-flakes. "May God be with me..." he prayed and swallowed his bite.
~*~
"Hey guys!" Trowa called. "Come here, something really cool's on TV!"
Duo turned. "Comin'!" he took a step, but was pulled by a strong force. Something was around his neck, strangling him.
He looked down: it was ropes. Ropes around his neck. Something wanted him dead. It was hard to breath. Duo start to hyperventilate from fear and adrenaline.
"SOMEONE HELP ME!!!" he screamed.
Heero reacted the quickest. He ran over and pulled the rope off Duo. Duo fell to the ground, panting and breathing heavily. "Shit..." he cussed. He turned around to see what set the rope to go down.
Rachel sat the shelf, holding the rope. Her sky blue eyes were fix on Duo. Those blue, hard, expressionless eyes.
"I knew it!" Wufei cried triumphantly. "That thing is evil!"
Duo couldn't believe it, but Wufei was right. Rachel had really tried to kill him. Duo staggered up and held Rachel tightly in his arms. Then he left for the door.
"Where are you going?" Quatre called.
"I'm going to get rid of Rachel!" Duo called back and walked deeper into the garden.
~*~
Duo created a large pile of dead twigs and dried-up grass in the back of the garden. He took a match and set all the natural material on fire.
The American pilot picked up his china doll and looked it in the eye. He sighed. "Bye, Rachel." And chucked it into the fire.
*BANG*
A gun was shot out of nowhere, and into Duo's shoulders. Duo screamed. "What the hell was that?!" he cried, grabbing his shoulder and looking around frantically. He could see nothing but trees and hedges.
*BANG*
Another shot was fired, straight into Duo's legs. He collapsed on the ground, now clutching his leg and whining in pain. He knew there was going to be another shot.
*BANG*
Duo squeezed his eyes shut, ready for the impact. He mouthed a silent prayer, and hoped it would be painless.
But it never came. Duo opened his eyes slowly, wondering what will come next. He was shocked, to see what was in front of him.
His little doll Rachel had her arms outspread, and the bullet was in her soft cotton body. Duo was so shocked, he could hardly say anything.
*BANG*
Rachel took the next shot too. Actually, it passed through her arms but she made sure it didn't hit Duo.
Duo pulled Rachel close. "You're...protecting me...?" he asked. Tears were in his eyes. He was so stupid, believe Wufei and all those superstition rubbish. Rachel was trying to protect him all along.
She tried to save him from the knife, but couldn't get there so fast, because she had to climb the stairs. She tried to get the rope off him, but she didn't have the strength. Now she's protecting him with her body.
"I'm so sorry..." Duo whispered, tears down rolling down his cheeks.
Rachel looked up at him with her cold blue eyes. They were still emotionless, but now, Duo thought they were almost comforting.
*BANG*
The last bullet. Straight through Rachel's head. It passed and then straight through Duo's neck.
Rachel's china head shattered into a million pieces. Duo collapsed on the floor, his blood now forming a pool around them both. Neither of them moved, ever again.
The End
A/N: I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed "shattered mirror". For...
Reaper: hey, thanks for reviewing. I'm glad you invited Canary Muse into our freak circle!
Queen-of-Demon-Dragons: I hope you found what that movie is called. It'll be really interesting to see what it is!
TNTN: how is this fic cute??? It's suppose to be deadly!!!
White Spirit Angel: this is a death-fic, people DIE and they don't come back. But Quatre and Trowa are alive in this fic, though!
crazy-lil-nae-nae: hope this is also unexpected! And I agree, surprises are nice! ^_^
Neko: I'm sorry, but chapters are really my style, because they take far too long to do. Still, I hope this story is pretty cool too!
Thanks people! --Birdie
Disclaimer: the Gundam Wing cast belongs to Sunrise and the person who first created them. None of them belong to me.
My Little China Doll By Birdie
*Ding-Dong*
"I'll get that!" Quatre called, as he stood up from his chair. He opened the big oak door, and outside stood the postman.
"This is for Mr. Duo Maxwell." He said, and handed Quatre a big parcel. It was obvious the thickly wrapped object was far too big to fit through the letter slot, so the kind postman rang the bell.
Quatre beamed cutely. "Thank you!" he took the parcel and bid the postman goodbye.
Duo thumped downstairs, rubbing his purples eyes free from sleep. "Huh...what was that all about?" he half-asked, half-muttered.
Quatre handed Duo the parcel. "This is for you, Duo."
Duo stared at it for a long time. The look on his face had a "is it going to bite me?" look. Perhaps he had too much to drink last night...
In the end, Duo took the parcel from Quatre. The brunette slumped down the sofa, and tore open the parcel. Inside was a china doll and a letter.
Duo picked up the china doll. It had a big sky blue eyes and thick mousy hair that was tied up with a silk ribbon. It was dressed in a blue shepherdess' frock, with little flowers and white dots at the bottom.
Duo looked at it curiously, turning it upside-down before spotting the letter. He opened the letter.
"Dearest Duo", it read.
"If you are reading this, then it means I'm dead. This is my will, and this item is your share of it. It was my great grandmother's china doll, and was passed down from generation to generation. Now that I am gone, I want you to have her. Her name is Rachel. Please look after her for me and may God be with you.
--Sister Helen"
Duo looked sad. Sister Helen was a kind woman from the church he once lived in. He took the doll into his arms and hugged it. He could smell dust, but he could also smell the faintest trace of Helen's scent. It was very comforting.
~*~
Duo woke up thumping. Someone was going up the stairs very noisily. Duo groaned. It was 2 in the morning. Who the hell--?!
"Wufei!" Duo shouted angrily. "Don't thumping! Jeez, can't you walk any quieter?!"
But the thumping continued. Duo didn't think the Chinese pilot heard.
"Wufei?"
Thump-thump-thump.
"WUFEI!! SHUT UP!!!"
Thump-thump-thump
Duo forced himself out of bed, and to open the door. "Wufei-!"
WHOOSH
Duo blinked. Something just went past at a great speed. Duo turned to the light. "Wufei, stop..."
"Maxwell, what are you talking about?!" Wufei staggered out of his room. "I was never walking up the stairs!"
Duo blinked. "Quatre? Trowa?" he looked around for them, but they were nowhere to be found. "Heero?" no, the Japanese boy wasn't here either.
Duo frowned. "Then who was here?" his eyes cast down to the little China doll on the floor. "Rachel?" he picked his doll up. "I put downstairs on the coffee table, how did you get here."
"AAA! MAXWELL!!!" Wufei screamed, pointing at Duo's face.
"What?" Duo asked, confused.
The Chinese boy walked over and wiped Duo's cheek. "Honestly," he huffed. "How did you cut yourself so late at night?"
Duo touched his cheek lightly; it was wet. His heart stopped and he stared at his fingers. There were spots of blood.
Wufei forced Duo to turn around. "What's that knife doing on the wall?" he asked.
Duo looked. There was a dagger stuck on the wall behind him. Blood dripped from the point. It was his blood.
Duo stared at his fingers, then at the wall. He finally turned to Rachel, and stared in her eyes. But the little doll's eyes had no expression, it was just orbs of blue.
~*~
"China dolls are horror stories in themselves," Wufei said to Duo as he poured ketchup over his eggs. "I bet it was your doll that did this."
"That's just legends, Wufei." Heero said, not looking up from the daily newspaper.
Wufei turned to Heero. "Yuy, legends are based on real life facts. Are you talking about myths?"
"Whatever." Was the monotone reply.
Duo squeezed Rachel tightly. "I might have been a bugler or something," he said. "I'm keeping Rachel."
Wufei shrugged. "Don't say I didn't warn you." And viciously attacked his breakfast.
Duo patted his doll on the head. Rachel looked far too innocent to kill him. But maybe Wufei was right. China dolls ARE horror stories in itself. All stories with china dolls portray them as evil objects.
Duo shook his head, as if trying to shake away evil spirits. He sighed, and took a bite out of his corn-flakes. "May God be with me..." he prayed and swallowed his bite.
~*~
"Hey guys!" Trowa called. "Come here, something really cool's on TV!"
Duo turned. "Comin'!" he took a step, but was pulled by a strong force. Something was around his neck, strangling him.
He looked down: it was ropes. Ropes around his neck. Something wanted him dead. It was hard to breath. Duo start to hyperventilate from fear and adrenaline.
"SOMEONE HELP ME!!!" he screamed.
Heero reacted the quickest. He ran over and pulled the rope off Duo. Duo fell to the ground, panting and breathing heavily. "Shit..." he cussed. He turned around to see what set the rope to go down.
Rachel sat the shelf, holding the rope. Her sky blue eyes were fix on Duo. Those blue, hard, expressionless eyes.
"I knew it!" Wufei cried triumphantly. "That thing is evil!"
Duo couldn't believe it, but Wufei was right. Rachel had really tried to kill him. Duo staggered up and held Rachel tightly in his arms. Then he left for the door.
"Where are you going?" Quatre called.
"I'm going to get rid of Rachel!" Duo called back and walked deeper into the garden.
~*~
Duo created a large pile of dead twigs and dried-up grass in the back of the garden. He took a match and set all the natural material on fire.
The American pilot picked up his china doll and looked it in the eye. He sighed. "Bye, Rachel." And chucked it into the fire.
*BANG*
A gun was shot out of nowhere, and into Duo's shoulders. Duo screamed. "What the hell was that?!" he cried, grabbing his shoulder and looking around frantically. He could see nothing but trees and hedges.
*BANG*
Another shot was fired, straight into Duo's legs. He collapsed on the ground, now clutching his leg and whining in pain. He knew there was going to be another shot.
*BANG*
Duo squeezed his eyes shut, ready for the impact. He mouthed a silent prayer, and hoped it would be painless.
But it never came. Duo opened his eyes slowly, wondering what will come next. He was shocked, to see what was in front of him.
His little doll Rachel had her arms outspread, and the bullet was in her soft cotton body. Duo was so shocked, he could hardly say anything.
*BANG*
Rachel took the next shot too. Actually, it passed through her arms but she made sure it didn't hit Duo.
Duo pulled Rachel close. "You're...protecting me...?" he asked. Tears were in his eyes. He was so stupid, believe Wufei and all those superstition rubbish. Rachel was trying to protect him all along.
She tried to save him from the knife, but couldn't get there so fast, because she had to climb the stairs. She tried to get the rope off him, but she didn't have the strength. Now she's protecting him with her body.
"I'm so sorry..." Duo whispered, tears down rolling down his cheeks.
Rachel looked up at him with her cold blue eyes. They were still emotionless, but now, Duo thought they were almost comforting.
*BANG*
The last bullet. Straight through Rachel's head. It passed and then straight through Duo's neck.
Rachel's china head shattered into a million pieces. Duo collapsed on the floor, his blood now forming a pool around them both. Neither of them moved, ever again.
The End
A/N: I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed "shattered mirror". For...
Reaper: hey, thanks for reviewing. I'm glad you invited Canary Muse into our freak circle!
Queen-of-Demon-Dragons: I hope you found what that movie is called. It'll be really interesting to see what it is!
TNTN: how is this fic cute??? It's suppose to be deadly!!!
White Spirit Angel: this is a death-fic, people DIE and they don't come back. But Quatre and Trowa are alive in this fic, though!
crazy-lil-nae-nae: hope this is also unexpected! And I agree, surprises are nice! ^_^
Neko: I'm sorry, but chapters are really my style, because they take far too long to do. Still, I hope this story is pretty cool too!
Thanks people! --Birdie