Chapter 3: Confusion
Trowa's Point of View : (OK I KNOW THAT TROWA DOESN'T SPEAK BUT HE THINKS...Ok? Put youself in his P.O.V)
My pace was starting to slow down. The pain was starting to get to me. I am a strong fighter, but I just seemed to be getting weak. I couldn't let Heero know that I was hurt, because then how weak would he think I am? He self detinated. But it wasn't the pain, yes it was starting to get to me, but I was then begining to feel even weaker. The last thing that I remember was me grabbing my side and then seeing Heero beside me. And then the next thing I knew I was surrounded by total darkness.
Everything became black. Again a light illuminated me. In front of me, stood that little boy, with a cold expression on his face. He then pointed his finger at something in the black. Something appeared, a little girl. She was crying and was all by herself. She then dissapered and then the boy tore, like a peice of paper and once again merged with the darkness. I stepped back, as some of the memories came back. Again the little girl appeared, her hair a matted light brown and her soul, torn apart. The little girl looked about the age of three, lost, barely even able to stand up. She was crying and suddely I herd a voice. The boys voice. "Run......" it seemed to say, and it echoed through the darkness and I held my head as I felt a throbbing pain, and then I collapsed to my knees. There infront of me was that man, that evil man. Who was he? What did he have to do with my past? I shook my head, and maybe I would wake up. I looked up and the man was gone. But then there was the boy, in the cell. Alone and was rocking to him self. The cell door opened and that man appeared.
Then, I herd a voice in the distance, the picture tearing as eerything went black again. The voice, it sounded so fimilier. Varidia? The next thing I knew, my eyes were open and I was in my bedroom. I sat up, a series of pains crossed my chest. I was breathing hard, it felt that I had ran five hundred miles and the sweat, I felt it pour off my face. I herd my name, a soft voice spoke it. I looked over to my right, where Varidia was. I realized that she had hold of my hand, and I quickly removed it. I needed to get up. Only a weak soilder would stay and rest. I swung my legs to the end of the bed. I went to stand up. Varidia was telling me to stop, but I just ignored her. I stood up and I my head felt fuzzy and my vision went blurry, I almost fell to the bed.
Varidia told me to lay back down, I had to listen to her. What else could I do? I turned my head in the oppiside direction. It's not that I didn't like her, but for her to see me in such poor condition. I am emotionless and I feel nothing. But for some strange reason I feel something for her. Although I do not let it show. Every time I look into her eyes I get this feeling. She spoke. Her voice was soft. She told me that something was bothing me. I lied to her and said that it was nothing. How could I tell her if I can't even understand it myself. It didn't concern her.
"Trowa I - " She paused, I then turned my head toward her. She told me that she hears me at night. I had forgotten that her room was beside mine. It's true, the nightmeres are getting to me. I don't understand anything, nothing makes sence anymore.
I glanced at her, she told me that she worries about me. Since when does she care about me? I've never really spoken to her that much and if I do, I'm my same cold self. I don't care about anyone or anything. I'm not afraid to die, or be killed. Nothing has come in my way since my past. Everything's so blurry, and thats why I fought, to take revenge. Thats when I herd a small breath escape from her mouth. She was worried about me. I took my finger and wiped the tear that had formed in her dull blue eyes. She glaned at me and I asured her that nothing was wrong, and that everything was fine. I caressed the right side of her face and she put hers ontop of mine. What was this feeling that I was getting? I told her that she needed to rest, she left and I laid back down, this time I wanted to go to sleep, I wanted to find out more about my past.
Trowa's Point of View : (OK I KNOW THAT TROWA DOESN'T SPEAK BUT HE THINKS...Ok? Put youself in his P.O.V)
My pace was starting to slow down. The pain was starting to get to me. I am a strong fighter, but I just seemed to be getting weak. I couldn't let Heero know that I was hurt, because then how weak would he think I am? He self detinated. But it wasn't the pain, yes it was starting to get to me, but I was then begining to feel even weaker. The last thing that I remember was me grabbing my side and then seeing Heero beside me. And then the next thing I knew I was surrounded by total darkness.
Everything became black. Again a light illuminated me. In front of me, stood that little boy, with a cold expression on his face. He then pointed his finger at something in the black. Something appeared, a little girl. She was crying and was all by herself. She then dissapered and then the boy tore, like a peice of paper and once again merged with the darkness. I stepped back, as some of the memories came back. Again the little girl appeared, her hair a matted light brown and her soul, torn apart. The little girl looked about the age of three, lost, barely even able to stand up. She was crying and suddely I herd a voice. The boys voice. "Run......" it seemed to say, and it echoed through the darkness and I held my head as I felt a throbbing pain, and then I collapsed to my knees. There infront of me was that man, that evil man. Who was he? What did he have to do with my past? I shook my head, and maybe I would wake up. I looked up and the man was gone. But then there was the boy, in the cell. Alone and was rocking to him self. The cell door opened and that man appeared.
Then, I herd a voice in the distance, the picture tearing as eerything went black again. The voice, it sounded so fimilier. Varidia? The next thing I knew, my eyes were open and I was in my bedroom. I sat up, a series of pains crossed my chest. I was breathing hard, it felt that I had ran five hundred miles and the sweat, I felt it pour off my face. I herd my name, a soft voice spoke it. I looked over to my right, where Varidia was. I realized that she had hold of my hand, and I quickly removed it. I needed to get up. Only a weak soilder would stay and rest. I swung my legs to the end of the bed. I went to stand up. Varidia was telling me to stop, but I just ignored her. I stood up and I my head felt fuzzy and my vision went blurry, I almost fell to the bed.
Varidia told me to lay back down, I had to listen to her. What else could I do? I turned my head in the oppiside direction. It's not that I didn't like her, but for her to see me in such poor condition. I am emotionless and I feel nothing. But for some strange reason I feel something for her. Although I do not let it show. Every time I look into her eyes I get this feeling. She spoke. Her voice was soft. She told me that something was bothing me. I lied to her and said that it was nothing. How could I tell her if I can't even understand it myself. It didn't concern her.
"Trowa I - " She paused, I then turned my head toward her. She told me that she hears me at night. I had forgotten that her room was beside mine. It's true, the nightmeres are getting to me. I don't understand anything, nothing makes sence anymore.
I glanced at her, she told me that she worries about me. Since when does she care about me? I've never really spoken to her that much and if I do, I'm my same cold self. I don't care about anyone or anything. I'm not afraid to die, or be killed. Nothing has come in my way since my past. Everything's so blurry, and thats why I fought, to take revenge. Thats when I herd a small breath escape from her mouth. She was worried about me. I took my finger and wiped the tear that had formed in her dull blue eyes. She glaned at me and I asured her that nothing was wrong, and that everything was fine. I caressed the right side of her face and she put hers ontop of mine. What was this feeling that I was getting? I told her that she needed to rest, she left and I laid back down, this time I wanted to go to sleep, I wanted to find out more about my past.