I do not own Gundam Wing. My story is done from Relena's POV.
I hear someone calling me. No, that's not right. Several, thousands are calling me. What do you want? Who are you? I don't understand what you're saying. Shadowed figures run across my eyes, but they are to swift to decipher as to what they are. Sound pounds in my ears…and all I see is red. I'm in the Red. What does that mean?
I feel slippery, cold fingers on my shoulder. I turn around and there is a shadow standing there. I can't make out who it is…but…it looks familiar. Who are you? It just gestures at me with its hand. Do you want me to come with you? But still, the shadow still stands there with its hand extended. It begins to slip away and I run after it. Wait! Wait for me! I'm lost, won't you help me? Please! Please help me! But the shadow fades away, and I stop, feeling like I am going to cry. Suddenly, the ground beneath me gives, and I'm falling. Just falling.
…………..
I open my eyes, and the first thing I see is white light. Good mabey I'm dead, and this is judgment day. Or I could be somewhere under observation. I'm not that lucky….Who am I? I don't know who I am. Oh God, what am I going to do. I start to close my eyes again to block out the sudden pounding headache that has entered my mind when I here someone call out.
"She's awake. Zechs come quick, she's awake!"
I hear pounding and then the light is shoved away. There is a man standing over me with long white hair, but he is still young. There is also a young woman, with blackish/blue hair and blue eyes. I know those eyes, but I can't place them. Who are these people?
"Relena, I'm so glad you're okay," says the woman.
Relena? Is that who I am? It doesn't sound right. I try to open my mouth and speak, but all that comes out is a keening sound. My head hurts so dreadfully.
"It's okay little sister…we're here for you. Tell us what you need."
I look at them once more while concentrating on how to talk. I've seem to temporarily forgotton how to do that to.
"Who 's Relena," I ask? My speech is slurred.
"You are…don't you remember?" asked the white haired man.
"No….I wan't to go back! Let me go back!" I start to yell and thrash around in the bed. The doctor runs in and shouts orders to sustain me. The platinum haired man hold me down.
"Relena, please stop! Why are you doing this?"
"Let me go back!"
"Go back where?"
"I wan't to go back to the red!"
He just stares at me as if I've lost my mind. "The red?"