Disclaimer, Still not mine, though the random plot is though!!
Warning, umm, the warning from other chappies applies, Yaoi, and all the rest!!
RANDOM WARNING!! - My personal Crazy, Jessie, She Bites!!
A/N, Well, Yah, me again, and for once I have actually had someone read this through before I post it, which makes a change!!
Well, I hope you like this chappie, it is a lil odd, and I am still not entirely sure where this ficcie is going, but, hey, I'm gonna keep on going with it!!!
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Thank you to..
Duo/Folken/TK and soulsister. I am glad that you are still reading.
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It had been two weeks, two whole weeks, at that damn stubborn Yuy was still in a rage. It was almost more than Wu-Fei could stand.
It was bad enough that he was taking the fact that he had let IoneI Denarin get away from him so personally, but to then proceed to inflict pain on the rest of the court because of it was, well, quite frankly annoying.
Even his endlessly damned fiancé had decided to avoid him, which meant he truly was being antisocial, for it normally took more that a few harsh words to discourage Relena.
But any way, two weeks was clearly far to long, and Wu-Fei was going to have to do something about it, even the King was being to lose his patience with his soon-to-be son-in-law.
Stern expression set on his face, Wu-Fei banged open the door to Heeros apartment only to be met with emptiness. He shrugged, took a seat at Heeros desk and waited for the future prince to return.
Twenty minutes later his patience was rewarded and Heero strode in with his usual black look on his face.
"Chang!" He said, sounding mildly surprised at the sight of his friend sitting at his desk, "Can I help you?"
Wu-Fei nodded, "Indeed you can, first of all by putting an end to this 'pathetic' and weak obsession with that Denarin, and then please, 'please' stop scaring all King Milliardos courtiers, you re beginning to make some of the whinier ones rather vocal, and I haven't got time to see all those insecure Onnas and Weaklings."
Heero shrugged. "That is all in hand now Chang, the King, for that is whom I have been in audience with for the past hour, gave me permission to dispatch a search party to hunt that Denarin down, I don't know how he did it, but he clouded my mind, and however he did it, I intend to make sure that it will 'never' happen again.
Wu-Fei frowned, "As you have told me so many times these past two weeks, but it still seems to be out of place to me, how a Denarin could have such powers as these, it just does not seem logical. In none of my history books have I ever..."
Heero rolled his eyes, "You spend to long with your nose in history Chang. You are beginning to lose track of reality, evolution does not always need a logical reason behind it."
Wu-Fei scowled, "Say what you will Yuy, but there is 'IsomethingI' we are over looking here, and I implore you not to hasty with the way you handle this Denarin, if indeed your men do catch him, I for now, shall head back to my books, I will see you in due course my friend, and soon I hope to have some answers."
With that Wu-Fei strode out of Heeros room, and down the various winding corridors that led to the foot of the stairs that led up to the library, he didn't know what sort of answers he was looking for, but he knew this was only place he would find them. He didn't have the right type of scrolls and books back at his room, the ones he had left in there were mainly based on the mental arts and healing.
He climbed the stairs and entered the library, it was small, but was filled from floor to ceiling with scrolls, parchments, ancient documents, and old books. It was virtually unused, Wu-Fei was probably the only person who had ever come to this place more than once in his life, the other vampires may have visited on occasion, but they never stayed long, even he usually just took books and other things he intended to read back to his room, the stories of things that were said to haunt this tower were too much for most of his kind.
But at times when he needed solitude, needed to be away from the weakling courtiers that came to him with their pathetic problems that they expected him to solve, this was where he came, he had never been disturbed before, and he had no reason to believe he ever would be.
Wu-Fei looked around the room, despite its small size there were hundreds of thousands of books, scrolls and documents, and despite the length of time he had been here, he had read less than a tenth of them. He had no idea where to start, there had not been any organisation in here when he had first arrived, but as he read each book or paper, he named and numbered it, wrote it down in a ledger book, and put it onto a shelf, he had finally begun to create some order.
But his small start did not really help, for none of the books he had read held anything that would help solve his problem, none of them said anything about Denarin evolution, or about Denarin being able to alter another's mind. Nor of the prophecy, all he knew of it were the four verses that he had found in a battered book during the early stages of the Demon massing on the vampire boarders. He had not shown Heero, nor told him of its discovery, for fear his friend would seek to destroy all it told.
Wu-Fei shrugged, all he could do was read, and hope that he came across the answer before it was too late, he didn't know for sure, but he had a feeling that this strange talent the Denarin was supposed to possess was in some way linked to the prophecy, and if that was the case then it was very, IveryI important.
Wu-Fei had been reading for about seven hours, and due to years and years of practice, he had managed to get through twenty three old and decrepit looking parchments, that made his eyes water just trying to make out the faded script, four large dusty books and about eight folders full of assorted documents when he heard a bell toll.
He blinked, he hadn't been expected Heeros little hunting party to be back so soon, but it appeared that they were. Sighing he rose from the table he had seated himself at and made his way out of the library and down towards the throne room.
Opening the doors as softly as possible, for he was slightly late, he had after all been right at the opposite end of the palace when the bell had rung, Wu-Fei entered the throne room. Heero, with Relena who was smiling at the courtiers and dangling smugly off his arm, was standing next to The King, who was seated in his throne, the courtiers, soldiers, and the numerous other people who were ever present in the Akumai palace were also present, and were standing in groups around the hall.
Heero, possibly the only one to notice Wu-Feis entrance, disentangled himself from his fiancé, which was only made possible because she refused to leave the limelight, and made his way round to the back of the large room, and stood next to his friend.
"Well." He said with a smirk, "They found him, and if what I have heard is accurate he put up a rather tough fight, tried to cloud their minds as he did mine, he nearly drove Bennir mad from what I hear. If we can convince him to join us we will have a very useful weapon, but if not, well, we will be well rid of the creature."
Wu-Fei looked over to where the Denarin was bound round ankle and wrist, he was bound with leather straps to a pillar at the side of the room and he had his head flopped against his chest, his long brown hair was pulled into a braid that fell now over his shoulder.
As Wu-Fei watched, the Denarin lifted his head and looked him dead in the eye. There was a wide strip of fabric tied round his lower face, leaving only his eyes free, they were filled with terror, wide and...how unusual, they were violet.
Wu-Fei starred at the Denarin, he could feel pity swelling within himself for the poor prisoner, but he also felt something else, he felt anger, he couldn't explain where if had come from, but he was angry. Angry at the people who had done this to the Denarin, angry mainly with Heero.
King Milliardo began to question the Denarin, asking how he had obtained his power, why he had used it on the Akumai and their prince as well as various other things, and to every question the Denarin claimed he did not understand what they were going on about, and for his 'IImpudenceI' he received a sharp strike to his face. Wu-Fei watched, his face placid and he found that while all present in the room, including Heero, doubted the Denarin, he himself believed him.
Heero smirked as the King once again slapped the Denarin across the face for a comment he had made. "He will pay for toying with our minds!"
Wu-Fei glared. "I must go Heero, I will be of no consequence to you here!!"
Heero put a hand on Wu-Feis shoulder "What has Vexed you my friend?"
Wu-Fei turned to Heero, "I simply have no desire to see you and my cousin kill this person for no good reason, for that is what will happen, and it is clear to me he has done nothing and that this is simply some unjust display of our races 'IsupposedI' dominance and superiority over the Denarin, I do not wish to see any part of this, I feel great pity for him!"
Heero, scowled, removed his hand and then nodded once. "I understand how firmly you stand with your morals Chang, but this creature, it..it can not be allowed to work against us, did I not tell you what it did to me? And my men? What it did to them, is that not proof enough for you that the Denarin as a race must not be allowed to live! They will be our downfall!" he said in a flat voice.
Wu-Fei shook his head "Heero, though I agree that they may indeed be our downfall, I do not think so for the same reasons as you, I still stand firm with my belief that the prophecy does exist, and the part of it that I know states that we need their help!"
Heero nodded again "I have known for years I would never sway you, you may go, though It is sill my opinion that your faith in this prophecy, is misplaced."
With that Heero turned on his heel and stalked back towards the throne, he was always like this after he had failed again to sway W-Fei from the prophecy.
Wu-Fei watched Heero stopped behind the throne where King Milliardo briefly talked to him before returning his full attention to his 'IprisonerI'. The Denarin, Wu-Fei noticed was once again looking right at him, Wu-Fei shot him a quizzical look, the Denarin simply nodded and let his head fall forward again. Wu-Fei, now thoroughly confused, made his way back o the tower in which the library was located, he did not need to be there, he knew what the outcome would be, the King would not be able to pull a confession out of the innocent Denarin and he would thus be sent to the dungeon, and he would not leave alive.
Once he was back in the tower, Wu-Fei finally felt himself relax, he couldn't explain why, but being in the same room as the two most powerful Akumai in the world while the were 'IquestioningI' a victim had made him horribly tense even though they were both his long time friends.
Wu-Fei sat back down at the table and had just begun pouring over another huge, dusty, leather bound book when he heard a hollow, voice calling his name, he jumped up from his chair and spun round and with fangs bared he landed in a perfect fighting stance.
"Who is it that has followed me here?" He asked in a loud voice. "Show yourself"
"No one hath followed thee here noble scholar, for it is here that I hath always been, at rest among the books, asleep in their pages, but thine arrival at this time hath served to awaken me, and now I shall steward thee in the healing of this land, the repairing of the brethren, for thou art the Guardian and Keeper of whom the Prophecy speaks."
Wu-Fei dropped his stance, "The prophecy, how can you know about the prophecy, no one today believes it exists and what do you mean about me being a guardian? And the healing of the brethren? Show yourself! That I may know you are no foe."
"That noble scholar lies in thy hands, take thee to the back of this room and seek thee there the white book, now so hidden by dust as to seem brown, open it and thou shalt see who I am!"
Wu-Fei thought for a second, was he really hearing the voice? Was he going mad? Did it really matter? The answer as simple. No, and besides he was alone up here so what could it really matter anyway.
Wu-Fei edged his way around the piles of books and documents to the very back of the room, there he found a single book laying on a shelf that was thick with dust, slowly he reached out and lifted it from the shelf, as soon as he touched it he felt a warmth, it spread from the tips of his fingers into every nerve in his body, this book recognised him, and he knew in his heart the presence and feel of the book.
After carefully blowing the dust off the front of the book, Wu-Fei carried it back over to the small table, he set it down on the small wooden surface and opened it, nowhere special, he just flipped open the cover.
Nothing seemed to be happening. It looked like any other book, except that it was written in a script older than Old Speak itself. A script he could not understand.
While he was still studying the script the noticed that the edge of each page had begun to glow with an incandescent white light. Then, all of a sudden, and totally without warning the book threw forth a ball of flaring light which engulfed the entire library and sent Wu-Fei staggering back a few paces, with his arms covering his face.
When he removed his arms and looked up, he found himself looking into the grey eyes of someone who seemed a young girl, and yet an old woman at the same time.
Her skin was so pale it was almost white, her hair, which was rippling though there was no breeze at all, was so white it was incandescent and didn't so much reflect as emit light, her clothing, like her hair, was white and also seemed to be being moved by the same non-existent wind. When you looked into her eyes it was as if she knew your past, present and even future, but would never tell of them.
Wu-Fei shook his head and went to the table and recovered the book, its cover and pages now glowed with the same light hat came from the woman's hair and clothing, he held it to him and said..
"You are the voice who spoke to me from the books, you said you would steward me in the healing of my race, and you called me Guardian and Keeper, I wish to know who I am, and what I am to do!"
The woman smiled, and spoke in a deep, rich voice.
"I will teach thee now, all thy need know to allow thee to unite thine race with thine brethren and save thy species from certain extinction."
She inclined her head.
"I Greet thee Wu-Fei Chang, keeper of the Book of Prophecies and Guardian to Duo Maxwell, The Hope of the Vampire race, The Chosen One of the Denarin and Delight of mine very soul. I am Ce'Yae Veraeia, The Prophecy of Love. And he is my Beloved Child."
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Woo, that was cool to write, I actually enjoyed that. I really hope you did coz I had great fun writing that chappie.
I would love you to leave a review, I value your opinions and I am still not entirely sure where this story is going!!
Please leave me a review as I really love them!!
Warning, umm, the warning from other chappies applies, Yaoi, and all the rest!!
RANDOM WARNING!! - My personal Crazy, Jessie, She Bites!!
A/N, Well, Yah, me again, and for once I have actually had someone read this through before I post it, which makes a change!!
Well, I hope you like this chappie, it is a lil odd, and I am still not entirely sure where this ficcie is going, but, hey, I'm gonna keep on going with it!!!
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Thank you to..
Duo/Folken/TK and soulsister. I am glad that you are still reading.
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It had been two weeks, two whole weeks, at that damn stubborn Yuy was still in a rage. It was almost more than Wu-Fei could stand.
It was bad enough that he was taking the fact that he had let IoneI Denarin get away from him so personally, but to then proceed to inflict pain on the rest of the court because of it was, well, quite frankly annoying.
Even his endlessly damned fiancé had decided to avoid him, which meant he truly was being antisocial, for it normally took more that a few harsh words to discourage Relena.
But any way, two weeks was clearly far to long, and Wu-Fei was going to have to do something about it, even the King was being to lose his patience with his soon-to-be son-in-law.
Stern expression set on his face, Wu-Fei banged open the door to Heeros apartment only to be met with emptiness. He shrugged, took a seat at Heeros desk and waited for the future prince to return.
Twenty minutes later his patience was rewarded and Heero strode in with his usual black look on his face.
"Chang!" He said, sounding mildly surprised at the sight of his friend sitting at his desk, "Can I help you?"
Wu-Fei nodded, "Indeed you can, first of all by putting an end to this 'pathetic' and weak obsession with that Denarin, and then please, 'please' stop scaring all King Milliardos courtiers, you re beginning to make some of the whinier ones rather vocal, and I haven't got time to see all those insecure Onnas and Weaklings."
Heero shrugged. "That is all in hand now Chang, the King, for that is whom I have been in audience with for the past hour, gave me permission to dispatch a search party to hunt that Denarin down, I don't know how he did it, but he clouded my mind, and however he did it, I intend to make sure that it will 'never' happen again.
Wu-Fei frowned, "As you have told me so many times these past two weeks, but it still seems to be out of place to me, how a Denarin could have such powers as these, it just does not seem logical. In none of my history books have I ever..."
Heero rolled his eyes, "You spend to long with your nose in history Chang. You are beginning to lose track of reality, evolution does not always need a logical reason behind it."
Wu-Fei scowled, "Say what you will Yuy, but there is 'IsomethingI' we are over looking here, and I implore you not to hasty with the way you handle this Denarin, if indeed your men do catch him, I for now, shall head back to my books, I will see you in due course my friend, and soon I hope to have some answers."
With that Wu-Fei strode out of Heeros room, and down the various winding corridors that led to the foot of the stairs that led up to the library, he didn't know what sort of answers he was looking for, but he knew this was only place he would find them. He didn't have the right type of scrolls and books back at his room, the ones he had left in there were mainly based on the mental arts and healing.
He climbed the stairs and entered the library, it was small, but was filled from floor to ceiling with scrolls, parchments, ancient documents, and old books. It was virtually unused, Wu-Fei was probably the only person who had ever come to this place more than once in his life, the other vampires may have visited on occasion, but they never stayed long, even he usually just took books and other things he intended to read back to his room, the stories of things that were said to haunt this tower were too much for most of his kind.
But at times when he needed solitude, needed to be away from the weakling courtiers that came to him with their pathetic problems that they expected him to solve, this was where he came, he had never been disturbed before, and he had no reason to believe he ever would be.
Wu-Fei looked around the room, despite its small size there were hundreds of thousands of books, scrolls and documents, and despite the length of time he had been here, he had read less than a tenth of them. He had no idea where to start, there had not been any organisation in here when he had first arrived, but as he read each book or paper, he named and numbered it, wrote it down in a ledger book, and put it onto a shelf, he had finally begun to create some order.
But his small start did not really help, for none of the books he had read held anything that would help solve his problem, none of them said anything about Denarin evolution, or about Denarin being able to alter another's mind. Nor of the prophecy, all he knew of it were the four verses that he had found in a battered book during the early stages of the Demon massing on the vampire boarders. He had not shown Heero, nor told him of its discovery, for fear his friend would seek to destroy all it told.
Wu-Fei shrugged, all he could do was read, and hope that he came across the answer before it was too late, he didn't know for sure, but he had a feeling that this strange talent the Denarin was supposed to possess was in some way linked to the prophecy, and if that was the case then it was very, IveryI important.
Wu-Fei had been reading for about seven hours, and due to years and years of practice, he had managed to get through twenty three old and decrepit looking parchments, that made his eyes water just trying to make out the faded script, four large dusty books and about eight folders full of assorted documents when he heard a bell toll.
He blinked, he hadn't been expected Heeros little hunting party to be back so soon, but it appeared that they were. Sighing he rose from the table he had seated himself at and made his way out of the library and down towards the throne room.
Opening the doors as softly as possible, for he was slightly late, he had after all been right at the opposite end of the palace when the bell had rung, Wu-Fei entered the throne room. Heero, with Relena who was smiling at the courtiers and dangling smugly off his arm, was standing next to The King, who was seated in his throne, the courtiers, soldiers, and the numerous other people who were ever present in the Akumai palace were also present, and were standing in groups around the hall.
Heero, possibly the only one to notice Wu-Feis entrance, disentangled himself from his fiancé, which was only made possible because she refused to leave the limelight, and made his way round to the back of the large room, and stood next to his friend.
"Well." He said with a smirk, "They found him, and if what I have heard is accurate he put up a rather tough fight, tried to cloud their minds as he did mine, he nearly drove Bennir mad from what I hear. If we can convince him to join us we will have a very useful weapon, but if not, well, we will be well rid of the creature."
Wu-Fei looked over to where the Denarin was bound round ankle and wrist, he was bound with leather straps to a pillar at the side of the room and he had his head flopped against his chest, his long brown hair was pulled into a braid that fell now over his shoulder.
As Wu-Fei watched, the Denarin lifted his head and looked him dead in the eye. There was a wide strip of fabric tied round his lower face, leaving only his eyes free, they were filled with terror, wide and...how unusual, they were violet.
Wu-Fei starred at the Denarin, he could feel pity swelling within himself for the poor prisoner, but he also felt something else, he felt anger, he couldn't explain where if had come from, but he was angry. Angry at the people who had done this to the Denarin, angry mainly with Heero.
King Milliardo began to question the Denarin, asking how he had obtained his power, why he had used it on the Akumai and their prince as well as various other things, and to every question the Denarin claimed he did not understand what they were going on about, and for his 'IImpudenceI' he received a sharp strike to his face. Wu-Fei watched, his face placid and he found that while all present in the room, including Heero, doubted the Denarin, he himself believed him.
Heero smirked as the King once again slapped the Denarin across the face for a comment he had made. "He will pay for toying with our minds!"
Wu-Fei glared. "I must go Heero, I will be of no consequence to you here!!"
Heero put a hand on Wu-Feis shoulder "What has Vexed you my friend?"
Wu-Fei turned to Heero, "I simply have no desire to see you and my cousin kill this person for no good reason, for that is what will happen, and it is clear to me he has done nothing and that this is simply some unjust display of our races 'IsupposedI' dominance and superiority over the Denarin, I do not wish to see any part of this, I feel great pity for him!"
Heero, scowled, removed his hand and then nodded once. "I understand how firmly you stand with your morals Chang, but this creature, it..it can not be allowed to work against us, did I not tell you what it did to me? And my men? What it did to them, is that not proof enough for you that the Denarin as a race must not be allowed to live! They will be our downfall!" he said in a flat voice.
Wu-Fei shook his head "Heero, though I agree that they may indeed be our downfall, I do not think so for the same reasons as you, I still stand firm with my belief that the prophecy does exist, and the part of it that I know states that we need their help!"
Heero nodded again "I have known for years I would never sway you, you may go, though It is sill my opinion that your faith in this prophecy, is misplaced."
With that Heero turned on his heel and stalked back towards the throne, he was always like this after he had failed again to sway W-Fei from the prophecy.
Wu-Fei watched Heero stopped behind the throne where King Milliardo briefly talked to him before returning his full attention to his 'IprisonerI'. The Denarin, Wu-Fei noticed was once again looking right at him, Wu-Fei shot him a quizzical look, the Denarin simply nodded and let his head fall forward again. Wu-Fei, now thoroughly confused, made his way back o the tower in which the library was located, he did not need to be there, he knew what the outcome would be, the King would not be able to pull a confession out of the innocent Denarin and he would thus be sent to the dungeon, and he would not leave alive.
Once he was back in the tower, Wu-Fei finally felt himself relax, he couldn't explain why, but being in the same room as the two most powerful Akumai in the world while the were 'IquestioningI' a victim had made him horribly tense even though they were both his long time friends.
Wu-Fei sat back down at the table and had just begun pouring over another huge, dusty, leather bound book when he heard a hollow, voice calling his name, he jumped up from his chair and spun round and with fangs bared he landed in a perfect fighting stance.
"Who is it that has followed me here?" He asked in a loud voice. "Show yourself"
"No one hath followed thee here noble scholar, for it is here that I hath always been, at rest among the books, asleep in their pages, but thine arrival at this time hath served to awaken me, and now I shall steward thee in the healing of this land, the repairing of the brethren, for thou art the Guardian and Keeper of whom the Prophecy speaks."
Wu-Fei dropped his stance, "The prophecy, how can you know about the prophecy, no one today believes it exists and what do you mean about me being a guardian? And the healing of the brethren? Show yourself! That I may know you are no foe."
"That noble scholar lies in thy hands, take thee to the back of this room and seek thee there the white book, now so hidden by dust as to seem brown, open it and thou shalt see who I am!"
Wu-Fei thought for a second, was he really hearing the voice? Was he going mad? Did it really matter? The answer as simple. No, and besides he was alone up here so what could it really matter anyway.
Wu-Fei edged his way around the piles of books and documents to the very back of the room, there he found a single book laying on a shelf that was thick with dust, slowly he reached out and lifted it from the shelf, as soon as he touched it he felt a warmth, it spread from the tips of his fingers into every nerve in his body, this book recognised him, and he knew in his heart the presence and feel of the book.
After carefully blowing the dust off the front of the book, Wu-Fei carried it back over to the small table, he set it down on the small wooden surface and opened it, nowhere special, he just flipped open the cover.
Nothing seemed to be happening. It looked like any other book, except that it was written in a script older than Old Speak itself. A script he could not understand.
While he was still studying the script the noticed that the edge of each page had begun to glow with an incandescent white light. Then, all of a sudden, and totally without warning the book threw forth a ball of flaring light which engulfed the entire library and sent Wu-Fei staggering back a few paces, with his arms covering his face.
When he removed his arms and looked up, he found himself looking into the grey eyes of someone who seemed a young girl, and yet an old woman at the same time.
Her skin was so pale it was almost white, her hair, which was rippling though there was no breeze at all, was so white it was incandescent and didn't so much reflect as emit light, her clothing, like her hair, was white and also seemed to be being moved by the same non-existent wind. When you looked into her eyes it was as if she knew your past, present and even future, but would never tell of them.
Wu-Fei shook his head and went to the table and recovered the book, its cover and pages now glowed with the same light hat came from the woman's hair and clothing, he held it to him and said..
"You are the voice who spoke to me from the books, you said you would steward me in the healing of my race, and you called me Guardian and Keeper, I wish to know who I am, and what I am to do!"
The woman smiled, and spoke in a deep, rich voice.
"I will teach thee now, all thy need know to allow thee to unite thine race with thine brethren and save thy species from certain extinction."
She inclined her head.
"I Greet thee Wu-Fei Chang, keeper of the Book of Prophecies and Guardian to Duo Maxwell, The Hope of the Vampire race, The Chosen One of the Denarin and Delight of mine very soul. I am Ce'Yae Veraeia, The Prophecy of Love. And he is my Beloved Child."
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Woo, that was cool to write, I actually enjoyed that. I really hope you did coz I had great fun writing that chappie.
I would love you to leave a review, I value your opinions and I am still not entirely sure where this story is going!!
Please leave me a review as I really love them!!