It All Started Here
Ishtar: Hey guys! I know it's been a while but I've had so much to do for school. Rifle team takes up a lot of time. Jr. Olympics elimination rounds take a while. Anywhoz, here is the chap you have been waiting for!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! WWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! (runs away crying)
Chapter 5: Warriors of the Past
Only the light from Wing Zero's cockpit kept the darkness away. Here he sat, alone with his thoughts. Heero was confused and for the first time, his face showed it. He felt he understood nothing. Who were these spirits that were bothering them? Were they really spirits or were they just imagining? It's hard to imagine a girl floating in front of your face during battle. Heero lay back against the seat for comfort. He remembered the first time the silverish spirit first came to him.
----------------------Flashback--------------------------------------------- ------------
Heero panted, sweat forming little beads on his brow. He was tired beyond belief, wounded, and he had bleeding from his head. His vision was becoming blurry with every passing moment and he certainly couldn't fly Zero back to the hanger, it was too damaged. His vid-com had been disconnected and he was drifting in space. Heero sighed and leaned his head back. Pain burst forth and he was blind. In his blind state, Heero felt a presence, something light and comforting. He felt like a heated blanket had been placed on his cooled skin. Arms embraced him and he relaxed against them. Heero no longer felt like he was inside the cockpit, he felt as if he was on a bed of feathers.
Wet. Cloth dipped in cool water rinsed his face. He no longer felt cool but hot like he was sleeping in flames. The cloth moved over his face in a gentle movement, caressing, healing. The pain from his head was gone but the throbbing remained. Whoever was watching him tilted his head forward.
"Drink." Said a soft voice. The voice was hypnotic and compelled him to do whatever she wanted. She. It was a woman taking care of him. Heero's eyes were closed yet he saw white, glimmering white. The woman was hovering over him, the cloth in her grasp. He remembered the woman smiling at him as she made him drink from a crystal cup.
Delicate buns adorned her head and pearls decorated her ears. A teardrop necklace graced her slender neck. She wore a silverish dress that sparkled greatly. His sigh of content met the frail creature's ear. Her smile widened. Outside, Zero had curled into a tight ball, protecting the precious person inside. That was how the gang found him, with a fever.
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"Yuy." It was the vid-com. Pressing a button, Dr. J's face appeared.
"About time you answered boy." Heero grunted a response. He wanted to sleep. That was the only time he could see his guardian spirit.
"Yes, well, I need you to meet me at the old Earth Federation facility tomorrow morning. Have a pad and pen for notes. You're have school."
------------------------Next Day-------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------
"Someone tell me why we are at an old rundown facility at 5:30 in the morning?" Duo yawned loudly.
"Dr. J said that we are having some kind of class today. I wonder what he meant." Quatre voiced his opinion. He turned and saw Dr. J striding to them. He gave a hearty smile.
"Boys, I want you to look at the statue right there." Dr. J began. "Who are they?" The boys looked at the statue of five girls clad in armor. They shrugged.
"Well, you are going to find out today. This statue is a memorial to five important women. Now Wufei, before you say anything, I want you to learn something. Follow me." They walked inside the building, pens clasped firmly in their hands. The walls that once had been a turquoise blue were now chipped and rust had formed from centuries of non use. The once lively halls of the facility were dead and parts of the ceiling had fallen due to age. Dr. J entered a room and motioned for the boys to follow.
"Come in. Sit."
"Can we sit in the chairs?" Duo asked.
"Just sit." Wufei barked.
"I have something here that should interest you. It was a movie that was shown all over the world. There were no colonies yet. This movie was made centuries ago. You have a pad and pen to take notes. Use it." Dr. J started the video. It talked of the facility for a time then it talked of the women in the statue. Pens were flying. Twenty minutes into the video, the announcer said:
"And these five teenagers made up the Gundam Force Team. The Gundams, created only for women, were armored suits to protect our fair heroines."
Mouths became dry with his words. Nothing was said for fear of losing important information. The pens were really flying now. The video showed various battles and finally showed pictures of the girls without the armor.
"Amy Lillian Mizuno, sixteen, strategist, Sandrock. Michiru Calli Kaioh, seventeen, negotiator, Heavyarms. Lita Amelia Kino, seventeen, martial artist, Shenlong. Hotaru Xaiyou Tomoe, fifteen, mechanic, Deathscythe Hell." Pictures flashed on the screen of each girl. The boys were in shock. They were the spirits in their Gundams.
"And finally the leader. Serena Hikari Tsukino. Sixteen, commanding officer, Wing Gundam." Heero's world crashed around him. That face, the necklace, silverish blonde hair. It was her. It had to be her, there was no other way. Serena was his angel, his guardian. Now, he finally had a name to put with the face.
The movie was over. Now their assignment was to look around. So, as they were told, they split up. Heero didn't go far. In fact, he went right down the hall to Serena's apartment. It still had her name engraved in gold lettering. He pushed the door slightly. The locks had broken off with age. He entered, his mind going a million miles a minute with the thought that he was inside the home of his guardian. His breath stilled. The room seemed not to have aged at all. The color was slightly faded but everything else was in mint condition. Heero looked at the pictures as his legs led him to the back of the apartment. He stopped. This room was hers, had been hers many centuries ago. Heero's hand shook slightly with fear. What was he going to find? Why was his hand shaking like it was?
The door swung open silently. The room was dark but his eyes were adjusting. Heero stepped inside. He looked around, yet he found nothing to put down on paper. Heero looked at the vanity, perfume splayed over the decorated surface. Lavender, peppermint, and rose scents came wafting to him and he inhaled deeply. The smell was so familiar to him, so comforting and gentle. Heero blanked. Flashes came to his mind in quick blots. He remembered those smells. He remembered seeing a girl laughing and spraying peppermint perfume. As quickly as it had come, it was gone but the images remained, clear and unwavering.
The room was becoming more comforting, as if he had been there before. Heero left the room and went into another. A child's room. By the look of the toys, no older than four. Heero felt a warmth coming from the room, a warmth that he had never felt before. His hands burned to touch the toys and the soft cloth of the bed.
Stepping further inside, Heero gazed. Two beds sat in the room but he had a feeling that there was only one in the beginning. Heero took his time in the room, fully taking advantage of the time he had to spare. He looked at the walls, now a faded blue. Heero wandered to the closet. Opening it, memories flushed his head. The little black tuxedo burned brightly in his mind, and again, the girl appeared. Minutes had passed as he looked at the closet.
A siren sounded and Dr. J was calling them. Entering the meeting room, Heero sat.
"At least the siren works." Dr. J mused. "They used to hear this all over Tokyo. It signaled an attack. Anyway, what did you boys learn.? Wufei?
Sitting, Wufei began. "Lita Amelia Kino. She's from Okinawa, Japan She liked green and nature things. Black belt in Karate, liked to cook and had a child staying with her."
"Duo, what about you?"
"Hotaru Xaiyou Tomoe from China. She liked witchcraft and dark stuff. Favorite color was black and purple. She was a mechanic and got into a lot of trouble."
"How do you know that Duo?"
"What? Her getting into trouble? I don't know. I guess cause she sounds like me." Duo broadly smiled.
"Trowa?"
"Michiru Calli Kaioh. Lived in Queens, New York in America. Played violin and she loved to sing. Aqua was her color and she liked the sea."
"Amy Lillian Mizuno. She was from Germany, she liked blue and she was very smart." Quatre didn't wait for Dr. J to call on him.
"Ok. Heero, what about you? What did you learn?"
Heero's gaze on Dr. J hardened. "Serenity Hikari Tsukino. From Tokyo. She ran away from an orphanage and her parents were killed in a car accident. She liked Peppermint, Lavender, and Rose perfumes. She liked to shop and she loved being a Gundam Pilot. Everyone depended on her and she loved it. She was the last to die."
"Heero, may I ask you something? How do you know so much about a girl from her apartment?" Heero shrugged. He honestly didn't know. How he came up with the things he said, he didn't know. It was as if he knew her personally. That was impossible. She had been dead for hundreds of years. But how did he know so much?
"I have a question for all of you. Did the girls have a child's room?" Several nods confirmed Dr. J's thoughts. "Well, that's all. You can go now but please boys, don't forget these girls."
--------------------------------------------Inside Wing Zero---------------- --------------------------------------
The cockpit hatch was closed but the blue light shone brightly like blue fire. Heero sighed. He felt exhausted, felt confused. He was thinking about Serena and the great service she did to keep Earth alive. Heero's heart fluttered in a rush about Serena's name. It was crazy to Heero but he thought Serena's soul was inside his Gundam. It wasn't that far-fetched. The perfume smells, the comforting feeling, it had to be her, his guardian.
Heero yawned. He was so tired, he wouldn't admit it, but he had so much to work on.
"What do I do Zero." Heero thought aloud. The blue screen flashed and the word "rest" appeared. Heero was unfazed by this for it was an often occurrence. Zero talked to him and he talked back, sometimes having intelligent conversations, sometimes Zero was scolding him, or just for company.
"I can't rest until I'm finished with you." Heero slouched in the seat. He was determined to finish working on Zero, even if it took all night.
"Do it tomorrow," flashed in white letters.
Heero's voice was low as he drifted. "I'm not lazy like Duo, Zero."
"Sleep command activated." Flashed. Gas filled the cockpit. Heero breathed the fumes deeply. His mind was set to work yet his heart was not.
Grand doors of beautiful silver loomed ahead. Each door was perfectly carved with emblems of wings and other such fairytale creatures. Heero's hand reached for the knob but the doors opened by themselves.
"Come in. Please." A voice called to Heero. Stepping inside was a huge step from reality as Heero knew it. The walls were made of crystal as was the table and its accessories. Some chairs seemed fragile, made of such finely carved crystal. The floor was ivory marble and was very shiny. On one end of the room sat a fireplace, also surrounded by marble, and a tall comfortable looking black recliner sat in front. On the other end were doors of different colors: tan, orange, black, and light blue. Brown wooden doors must have lead to the bedroom or kitchen.
"Please come in." The voice repeated. "Sit where ever you wish." Heero chose to stay more towards the door, thus he chose the crystal table. Something closing caught Heero's attention. The light slam as something was being set on a table alerted him.
Standing straight and tall was the object of Heero's recent thoughts. Here she was, looking at him with silverish-blue eyes that looked into his soul. She wore a golden dress that resembled ancient roman garbs. The color of the dress seemed so out of place compared to the surroundings. As Heero had seen her before, her hair was done in two buns atop her head and her hair seemed to sparkle.
"Welcome Heero." Serena greeted. Heero seemed speechless and this was no surprise to her.
"It is nice to finally see you again."
Wow! This took a long time to write! All this stuff going on! Jeez! Anyway, please review! Only the good stuff! Good reviews are my inspiration! Much love! IshtarSelenityKaiba
Ishtar: Hey guys! I know it's been a while but I've had so much to do for school. Rifle team takes up a lot of time. Jr. Olympics elimination rounds take a while. Anywhoz, here is the chap you have been waiting for!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! WWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! (runs away crying)
Chapter 5: Warriors of the Past
Only the light from Wing Zero's cockpit kept the darkness away. Here he sat, alone with his thoughts. Heero was confused and for the first time, his face showed it. He felt he understood nothing. Who were these spirits that were bothering them? Were they really spirits or were they just imagining? It's hard to imagine a girl floating in front of your face during battle. Heero lay back against the seat for comfort. He remembered the first time the silverish spirit first came to him.
----------------------Flashback--------------------------------------------- ------------
Heero panted, sweat forming little beads on his brow. He was tired beyond belief, wounded, and he had bleeding from his head. His vision was becoming blurry with every passing moment and he certainly couldn't fly Zero back to the hanger, it was too damaged. His vid-com had been disconnected and he was drifting in space. Heero sighed and leaned his head back. Pain burst forth and he was blind. In his blind state, Heero felt a presence, something light and comforting. He felt like a heated blanket had been placed on his cooled skin. Arms embraced him and he relaxed against them. Heero no longer felt like he was inside the cockpit, he felt as if he was on a bed of feathers.
Wet. Cloth dipped in cool water rinsed his face. He no longer felt cool but hot like he was sleeping in flames. The cloth moved over his face in a gentle movement, caressing, healing. The pain from his head was gone but the throbbing remained. Whoever was watching him tilted his head forward.
"Drink." Said a soft voice. The voice was hypnotic and compelled him to do whatever she wanted. She. It was a woman taking care of him. Heero's eyes were closed yet he saw white, glimmering white. The woman was hovering over him, the cloth in her grasp. He remembered the woman smiling at him as she made him drink from a crystal cup.
Delicate buns adorned her head and pearls decorated her ears. A teardrop necklace graced her slender neck. She wore a silverish dress that sparkled greatly. His sigh of content met the frail creature's ear. Her smile widened. Outside, Zero had curled into a tight ball, protecting the precious person inside. That was how the gang found him, with a fever.
-----------------------------------------END-------------------------------- ----------------------------------------
"Yuy." It was the vid-com. Pressing a button, Dr. J's face appeared.
"About time you answered boy." Heero grunted a response. He wanted to sleep. That was the only time he could see his guardian spirit.
"Yes, well, I need you to meet me at the old Earth Federation facility tomorrow morning. Have a pad and pen for notes. You're have school."
------------------------Next Day-------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------
"Someone tell me why we are at an old rundown facility at 5:30 in the morning?" Duo yawned loudly.
"Dr. J said that we are having some kind of class today. I wonder what he meant." Quatre voiced his opinion. He turned and saw Dr. J striding to them. He gave a hearty smile.
"Boys, I want you to look at the statue right there." Dr. J began. "Who are they?" The boys looked at the statue of five girls clad in armor. They shrugged.
"Well, you are going to find out today. This statue is a memorial to five important women. Now Wufei, before you say anything, I want you to learn something. Follow me." They walked inside the building, pens clasped firmly in their hands. The walls that once had been a turquoise blue were now chipped and rust had formed from centuries of non use. The once lively halls of the facility were dead and parts of the ceiling had fallen due to age. Dr. J entered a room and motioned for the boys to follow.
"Come in. Sit."
"Can we sit in the chairs?" Duo asked.
"Just sit." Wufei barked.
"I have something here that should interest you. It was a movie that was shown all over the world. There were no colonies yet. This movie was made centuries ago. You have a pad and pen to take notes. Use it." Dr. J started the video. It talked of the facility for a time then it talked of the women in the statue. Pens were flying. Twenty minutes into the video, the announcer said:
"And these five teenagers made up the Gundam Force Team. The Gundams, created only for women, were armored suits to protect our fair heroines."
Mouths became dry with his words. Nothing was said for fear of losing important information. The pens were really flying now. The video showed various battles and finally showed pictures of the girls without the armor.
"Amy Lillian Mizuno, sixteen, strategist, Sandrock. Michiru Calli Kaioh, seventeen, negotiator, Heavyarms. Lita Amelia Kino, seventeen, martial artist, Shenlong. Hotaru Xaiyou Tomoe, fifteen, mechanic, Deathscythe Hell." Pictures flashed on the screen of each girl. The boys were in shock. They were the spirits in their Gundams.
"And finally the leader. Serena Hikari Tsukino. Sixteen, commanding officer, Wing Gundam." Heero's world crashed around him. That face, the necklace, silverish blonde hair. It was her. It had to be her, there was no other way. Serena was his angel, his guardian. Now, he finally had a name to put with the face.
The movie was over. Now their assignment was to look around. So, as they were told, they split up. Heero didn't go far. In fact, he went right down the hall to Serena's apartment. It still had her name engraved in gold lettering. He pushed the door slightly. The locks had broken off with age. He entered, his mind going a million miles a minute with the thought that he was inside the home of his guardian. His breath stilled. The room seemed not to have aged at all. The color was slightly faded but everything else was in mint condition. Heero looked at the pictures as his legs led him to the back of the apartment. He stopped. This room was hers, had been hers many centuries ago. Heero's hand shook slightly with fear. What was he going to find? Why was his hand shaking like it was?
The door swung open silently. The room was dark but his eyes were adjusting. Heero stepped inside. He looked around, yet he found nothing to put down on paper. Heero looked at the vanity, perfume splayed over the decorated surface. Lavender, peppermint, and rose scents came wafting to him and he inhaled deeply. The smell was so familiar to him, so comforting and gentle. Heero blanked. Flashes came to his mind in quick blots. He remembered those smells. He remembered seeing a girl laughing and spraying peppermint perfume. As quickly as it had come, it was gone but the images remained, clear and unwavering.
The room was becoming more comforting, as if he had been there before. Heero left the room and went into another. A child's room. By the look of the toys, no older than four. Heero felt a warmth coming from the room, a warmth that he had never felt before. His hands burned to touch the toys and the soft cloth of the bed.
Stepping further inside, Heero gazed. Two beds sat in the room but he had a feeling that there was only one in the beginning. Heero took his time in the room, fully taking advantage of the time he had to spare. He looked at the walls, now a faded blue. Heero wandered to the closet. Opening it, memories flushed his head. The little black tuxedo burned brightly in his mind, and again, the girl appeared. Minutes had passed as he looked at the closet.
A siren sounded and Dr. J was calling them. Entering the meeting room, Heero sat.
"At least the siren works." Dr. J mused. "They used to hear this all over Tokyo. It signaled an attack. Anyway, what did you boys learn.? Wufei?
Sitting, Wufei began. "Lita Amelia Kino. She's from Okinawa, Japan She liked green and nature things. Black belt in Karate, liked to cook and had a child staying with her."
"Duo, what about you?"
"Hotaru Xaiyou Tomoe from China. She liked witchcraft and dark stuff. Favorite color was black and purple. She was a mechanic and got into a lot of trouble."
"How do you know that Duo?"
"What? Her getting into trouble? I don't know. I guess cause she sounds like me." Duo broadly smiled.
"Trowa?"
"Michiru Calli Kaioh. Lived in Queens, New York in America. Played violin and she loved to sing. Aqua was her color and she liked the sea."
"Amy Lillian Mizuno. She was from Germany, she liked blue and she was very smart." Quatre didn't wait for Dr. J to call on him.
"Ok. Heero, what about you? What did you learn?"
Heero's gaze on Dr. J hardened. "Serenity Hikari Tsukino. From Tokyo. She ran away from an orphanage and her parents were killed in a car accident. She liked Peppermint, Lavender, and Rose perfumes. She liked to shop and she loved being a Gundam Pilot. Everyone depended on her and she loved it. She was the last to die."
"Heero, may I ask you something? How do you know so much about a girl from her apartment?" Heero shrugged. He honestly didn't know. How he came up with the things he said, he didn't know. It was as if he knew her personally. That was impossible. She had been dead for hundreds of years. But how did he know so much?
"I have a question for all of you. Did the girls have a child's room?" Several nods confirmed Dr. J's thoughts. "Well, that's all. You can go now but please boys, don't forget these girls."
--------------------------------------------Inside Wing Zero---------------- --------------------------------------
The cockpit hatch was closed but the blue light shone brightly like blue fire. Heero sighed. He felt exhausted, felt confused. He was thinking about Serena and the great service she did to keep Earth alive. Heero's heart fluttered in a rush about Serena's name. It was crazy to Heero but he thought Serena's soul was inside his Gundam. It wasn't that far-fetched. The perfume smells, the comforting feeling, it had to be her, his guardian.
Heero yawned. He was so tired, he wouldn't admit it, but he had so much to work on.
"What do I do Zero." Heero thought aloud. The blue screen flashed and the word "rest" appeared. Heero was unfazed by this for it was an often occurrence. Zero talked to him and he talked back, sometimes having intelligent conversations, sometimes Zero was scolding him, or just for company.
"I can't rest until I'm finished with you." Heero slouched in the seat. He was determined to finish working on Zero, even if it took all night.
"Do it tomorrow," flashed in white letters.
Heero's voice was low as he drifted. "I'm not lazy like Duo, Zero."
"Sleep command activated." Flashed. Gas filled the cockpit. Heero breathed the fumes deeply. His mind was set to work yet his heart was not.
Grand doors of beautiful silver loomed ahead. Each door was perfectly carved with emblems of wings and other such fairytale creatures. Heero's hand reached for the knob but the doors opened by themselves.
"Come in. Please." A voice called to Heero. Stepping inside was a huge step from reality as Heero knew it. The walls were made of crystal as was the table and its accessories. Some chairs seemed fragile, made of such finely carved crystal. The floor was ivory marble and was very shiny. On one end of the room sat a fireplace, also surrounded by marble, and a tall comfortable looking black recliner sat in front. On the other end were doors of different colors: tan, orange, black, and light blue. Brown wooden doors must have lead to the bedroom or kitchen.
"Please come in." The voice repeated. "Sit where ever you wish." Heero chose to stay more towards the door, thus he chose the crystal table. Something closing caught Heero's attention. The light slam as something was being set on a table alerted him.
Standing straight and tall was the object of Heero's recent thoughts. Here she was, looking at him with silverish-blue eyes that looked into his soul. She wore a golden dress that resembled ancient roman garbs. The color of the dress seemed so out of place compared to the surroundings. As Heero had seen her before, her hair was done in two buns atop her head and her hair seemed to sparkle.
"Welcome Heero." Serena greeted. Heero seemed speechless and this was no surprise to her.
"It is nice to finally see you again."
Wow! This took a long time to write! All this stuff going on! Jeez! Anyway, please review! Only the good stuff! Good reviews are my inspiration! Much love! IshtarSelenityKaiba