Hello and welcome to another GW fanfic brought to you by me. *Music plays*
^_^ This is idea came to me in English class after reading the story, "The
Lottery" by Shirley Jackson. Plus, I thought the cast of GW would work well
(And it was the first thing that came to my mind).
Note: Anyone that have read "Obsession" and "Destruction", don't expect for the final part "Salvation" anytime soon. I have writer's block on that. If you want to help me with ideas for "Salvation", read "Obsession" and "Destruction" first then email me about it. I already have a general idea for it, but I need more.
I do not own GW or "The Lottery"
Chapter 1-The Mayor's Solution
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Beautiful Monday morning, the birds are singing, sun is shining and everyone is content, but this happy moment will not last. "The Lottery" shall bring the destruction of this joyful time. Mayor Treize Khushrenada sent announcements out through the small town. The announcements told the townspeople to meet in the town square as soon as possible. The people believed that the event would be pleasant things to the town. Little did they know that this event would bring suffering. Everyone gathers in the town square within an hour.
"Good day to you, Miss Relena."
Those words dance off Quatre's lips and into Relena's ears. She smiles and replies, "Good day to you, Quatre. You are in a very lovely mood."
Trowa scrolls up to Quatre's inviting shoulder and places his left arm around him. Quatre glances at Trowa before continuing with his conversation with Relena.
"Everything is going wonderfully. What could go wrong?"
Without being noticed, but with grace, Mayor Khushrenada enters the town square with his assist, Une, carrying a vast black box.
"The mayor is here. Now we shall learn the reason behind this meeting." Trowa states plainly.
Silently, Heero steps next to Relena. Without looking, Relena could sense Heero's presence.
"Heero..."
"Relena...", he answers along with a nod.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have discovered the reason for the town's failing commerce." The mayor says with much optimism. Silent drapes the audience as they wait for an answer.
"A witch." The nature in Mayor Khushrenada's voice is thick with bitterness.
Mutters and gasps eliminate the silent and takes hold over the townspeople.
"Witch?"
"Witches living here?"
"Impossible."
"Nonsense."
"But what if..."
The mayor waves his arms over the audience, commanding them to be silent. Une watched in awe as her boss continues with his speech.
"It is the only thing that explains the problems we are having. I have discovered a solution to abolish this loyal servant of the Devil."
The people's ears are begging to hear their leader's solution.
"Once a year, we will have a drawing. Each person must draw a folded piece of paper from the black box. On one of the pieces of paper, there is a black cat. Naturally, the person who is a witch shall draw the paper. Then the accused person shall be stoned to death. This event shall be done once a year. We want to obliterate any evil deity that may have spread throughout this peaceful town. Anyone who refuses to draw will be accused as a servant of the Lord of Darkness."
"How could you begin such a horrid tradition? It is ridiculous to believe that black cats are related to witchcraft and things of that nature! There are no witches or any sort of evil in this town!"
Une steps in front of her boss and defends him. "Quiet, Relena Darlian! Not even you can speak to the mayor in any matter as you wish. You will draw like the rest of us."
Wishing to say more, but Heero stops Relena from saying another word.
"Let them have their way for now."
Smiling at his small victory, Mayor Khushrenada hands a list to his faithful assistant. She adjusts her glasses and begins to speak. "Now I shall call each of your names. When you are called, come and draw from the black box. Do not unfold the paper until everyone receives one and is told to do so."
Une glances at Treize before calling the first name on the list.
"Trowa Barton."
Quatre squeezes his beloved's hand before he leaves to collect his possible death ticket.
Une states arrogantly, "You should only worry if he is a witch. But if you know he isn't a witch then you don't have anything to fear."
Reluctant at first, but Quatre releases Trowa's hand and watches him walk towards the black box.
"Une, next one please."
Hearing her name called by Treize always renews her soul. "Yes, sir... Relena Darlian."
Relena releases a sigh as she walks toward the black box of death. Within thirty minutes, everyone had his or her ticket. Some were confident, others were frightened, and the rest remain calm. The air is filling with an aura of unpleasantness as everyone waits for the opening.
With elegance, the mastermind of this event declares the opening. "Ladies and gentlemen, open your papers and seal the fate of another."
The sound of the papers opening occupies the air and then silent...
Within seconds, the silent is broken...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Well, I think I shall end it there for now. I have Chapter 2 ready to be typed and post here, but the question is when I'm going to do it? Hopefully, before this week is over, but you'll never know. :^)
Note: Anyone that have read "Obsession" and "Destruction", don't expect for the final part "Salvation" anytime soon. I have writer's block on that. If you want to help me with ideas for "Salvation", read "Obsession" and "Destruction" first then email me about it. I already have a general idea for it, but I need more.
I do not own GW or "The Lottery"
Chapter 1-The Mayor's Solution
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Beautiful Monday morning, the birds are singing, sun is shining and everyone is content, but this happy moment will not last. "The Lottery" shall bring the destruction of this joyful time. Mayor Treize Khushrenada sent announcements out through the small town. The announcements told the townspeople to meet in the town square as soon as possible. The people believed that the event would be pleasant things to the town. Little did they know that this event would bring suffering. Everyone gathers in the town square within an hour.
"Good day to you, Miss Relena."
Those words dance off Quatre's lips and into Relena's ears. She smiles and replies, "Good day to you, Quatre. You are in a very lovely mood."
Trowa scrolls up to Quatre's inviting shoulder and places his left arm around him. Quatre glances at Trowa before continuing with his conversation with Relena.
"Everything is going wonderfully. What could go wrong?"
Without being noticed, but with grace, Mayor Khushrenada enters the town square with his assist, Une, carrying a vast black box.
"The mayor is here. Now we shall learn the reason behind this meeting." Trowa states plainly.
Silently, Heero steps next to Relena. Without looking, Relena could sense Heero's presence.
"Heero..."
"Relena...", he answers along with a nod.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have discovered the reason for the town's failing commerce." The mayor says with much optimism. Silent drapes the audience as they wait for an answer.
"A witch." The nature in Mayor Khushrenada's voice is thick with bitterness.
Mutters and gasps eliminate the silent and takes hold over the townspeople.
"Witch?"
"Witches living here?"
"Impossible."
"Nonsense."
"But what if..."
The mayor waves his arms over the audience, commanding them to be silent. Une watched in awe as her boss continues with his speech.
"It is the only thing that explains the problems we are having. I have discovered a solution to abolish this loyal servant of the Devil."
The people's ears are begging to hear their leader's solution.
"Once a year, we will have a drawing. Each person must draw a folded piece of paper from the black box. On one of the pieces of paper, there is a black cat. Naturally, the person who is a witch shall draw the paper. Then the accused person shall be stoned to death. This event shall be done once a year. We want to obliterate any evil deity that may have spread throughout this peaceful town. Anyone who refuses to draw will be accused as a servant of the Lord of Darkness."
"How could you begin such a horrid tradition? It is ridiculous to believe that black cats are related to witchcraft and things of that nature! There are no witches or any sort of evil in this town!"
Une steps in front of her boss and defends him. "Quiet, Relena Darlian! Not even you can speak to the mayor in any matter as you wish. You will draw like the rest of us."
Wishing to say more, but Heero stops Relena from saying another word.
"Let them have their way for now."
Smiling at his small victory, Mayor Khushrenada hands a list to his faithful assistant. She adjusts her glasses and begins to speak. "Now I shall call each of your names. When you are called, come and draw from the black box. Do not unfold the paper until everyone receives one and is told to do so."
Une glances at Treize before calling the first name on the list.
"Trowa Barton."
Quatre squeezes his beloved's hand before he leaves to collect his possible death ticket.
Une states arrogantly, "You should only worry if he is a witch. But if you know he isn't a witch then you don't have anything to fear."
Reluctant at first, but Quatre releases Trowa's hand and watches him walk towards the black box.
"Une, next one please."
Hearing her name called by Treize always renews her soul. "Yes, sir... Relena Darlian."
Relena releases a sigh as she walks toward the black box of death. Within thirty minutes, everyone had his or her ticket. Some were confident, others were frightened, and the rest remain calm. The air is filling with an aura of unpleasantness as everyone waits for the opening.
With elegance, the mastermind of this event declares the opening. "Ladies and gentlemen, open your papers and seal the fate of another."
The sound of the papers opening occupies the air and then silent...
Within seconds, the silent is broken...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Well, I think I shall end it there for now. I have Chapter 2 ready to be typed and post here, but the question is when I'm going to do it? Hopefully, before this week is over, but you'll never know. :^)