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I got this idea while reading The Count of Monte Cristo in french.
Summary: Heero Yuy, heir to the Harkins dukedom and third in line for the throne of Telleria, is accused of treason by his fiance, the lady Relena. Exiled to Hollow Curse, he meets two elven twins who decides to help him for his revenge. With elven magic on his side, will Heero defeat his betrayers? Or is their a darker plot afoot? And why is Wufei looking so flustered around a Duo-lookalike? 01x02,03x04, 05xOC
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Wufei Chang grimaced inwardly as another strongly perfumed young lady simpered and fluttered her lashes at him. Thanking the gods for this kingdoms custom of carrying fans, men and women alike (and despite the indignity of carrying such a womanly object), he bowed courteously while covering his scowl behind his fan,
Cursing whoever it was that exiled his buffer against these weak women, he listened to the ladies around him chitter, wincing at the high pitch giggles.
'Yes. Whoever it is, will pay. BIG.'
~*~
"Barton, get the gear. We'll camp here for the night."
The tall tracker nodded and silently began to prepare a camp as Heero went out to gather firewood. After eating dinner, consisting mainly of dried venison, bread, and water, the two settled down for the night.
Despite the long day, Heero and Trowa would have slept lightly had a well timed spell not been cast. So, they missed the smothered curse as two slight shadows snuck into their camp.
~*~
Gladrielle looked down as she rode her silver chariot across the night sky. All seemed well. Except-
"Shit!"
"Shhh!"
"I am shushed! Not my fault he left a damn bowl lying around!"
"Will you shut it? That spell won't last long!"
"What?!"
"It ends at dawn so just shut up!"
"Why the hell didn't you say so!"
"I just did!"
"Well, you should have told me before I tripped!"
"Just shut up and get ready! It's almost dawn."
Grumbling, the braided boy started the morning fire while his sister rummaged through the slumbering humans sacks.
~*~
A sweet aroma of fresh bread wafted through the morning air as the two humans woke with a start. Both held still as they slowly grabbed their respectibe weapons. They tensed slightly, straining their senses to find the disturbance.
The forest was alive with bird calls and rustles, seemingly normal. Except ----
"They should be awake by now."
"Maybe you cast the wrong spell."
"No, I'm sure I put the right limitations."
Before the two exiles could move, their blankets were pulled away and twin faces with violet eyes grinned widely at them.
"Good Morning!"
tbc
^__^ Thanks to the three who reviewed. It really made my day, I'll tell ya. Though I am sorry I took long, finals and then my mother decided I needed to go to an SAT Prep school. And there's that little hex writers dread. Writer's Block! *shudder*
I got this idea while reading The Count of Monte Cristo in french.
Summary: Heero Yuy, heir to the Harkins dukedom and third in line for the throne of Telleria, is accused of treason by his fiance, the lady Relena. Exiled to Hollow Curse, he meets two elven twins who decides to help him for his revenge. With elven magic on his side, will Heero defeat his betrayers? Or is their a darker plot afoot? And why is Wufei looking so flustered around a Duo-lookalike? 01x02,03x04, 05xOC
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Wufei Chang grimaced inwardly as another strongly perfumed young lady simpered and fluttered her lashes at him. Thanking the gods for this kingdoms custom of carrying fans, men and women alike (and despite the indignity of carrying such a womanly object), he bowed courteously while covering his scowl behind his fan,
Cursing whoever it was that exiled his buffer against these weak women, he listened to the ladies around him chitter, wincing at the high pitch giggles.
'Yes. Whoever it is, will pay. BIG.'
~*~
"Barton, get the gear. We'll camp here for the night."
The tall tracker nodded and silently began to prepare a camp as Heero went out to gather firewood. After eating dinner, consisting mainly of dried venison, bread, and water, the two settled down for the night.
Despite the long day, Heero and Trowa would have slept lightly had a well timed spell not been cast. So, they missed the smothered curse as two slight shadows snuck into their camp.
~*~
Gladrielle looked down as she rode her silver chariot across the night sky. All seemed well. Except-
"Shit!"
"Shhh!"
"I am shushed! Not my fault he left a damn bowl lying around!"
"Will you shut it? That spell won't last long!"
"What?!"
"It ends at dawn so just shut up!"
"Why the hell didn't you say so!"
"I just did!"
"Well, you should have told me before I tripped!"
"Just shut up and get ready! It's almost dawn."
Grumbling, the braided boy started the morning fire while his sister rummaged through the slumbering humans sacks.
~*~
A sweet aroma of fresh bread wafted through the morning air as the two humans woke with a start. Both held still as they slowly grabbed their respectibe weapons. They tensed slightly, straining their senses to find the disturbance.
The forest was alive with bird calls and rustles, seemingly normal. Except ----
"They should be awake by now."
"Maybe you cast the wrong spell."
"No, I'm sure I put the right limitations."
Before the two exiles could move, their blankets were pulled away and twin faces with violet eyes grinned widely at them.
"Good Morning!"
tbc
^__^ Thanks to the three who reviewed. It really made my day, I'll tell ya. Though I am sorry I took long, finals and then my mother decided I needed to go to an SAT Prep school. And there's that little hex writers dread. Writer's Block! *shudder*