Hello my very loyal audience, this is your ever humble servant Tyler. I'm here to grace you with, truth be told, an unoriginal story with unoriginal characters. But that's what we came here for right? Awesome! Well just to make sure no one gets on my ass about stuff:
I don't own Gundam Wing (wish I did...but don't we all?) I am only using the characters to fulfill my desires...Ooo yes...--
I don't take credit for the story line; I give credit to Annette Curtis Klause for the extremely well written fiction called Blood and Chocolate. This story is roughly based off her book and I highly recommend reading it, especially if you enjoy my version.
Important Information: this is a 1X2 and slightly 3X4 fic– please understand this is NOT a 2X4, however be for warned that it may very well seem like that in the beginning, patience and you will have what want enjoy!
Chapter 1
Past: Duo's father died in a fire that was purposely set to their home.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?! Can't you just be normal?" Duo glared at his mother the best he could as she walked in the room and slumped onto a chair. "You look like shit."
Une gave her son a little pout, "Aww, don't sound so concerned." She swung her head down and began scratching her head and moaned softly, obviously finding whatever itch she seemed to have. "Besides, I tore that bitch up and that's all that matters." Une's face broke out into a wide grin, enjoying the fact that she had ripped her rival to shreds.
Duo sighed and began cleaning Une's wounds, "Ya know I have an idea why don't you and Sally just try to get along. Oo now there's a thought."
"Hilde called for you today," Une declared, ignoring Duo's sarcasm. Duo rolled his eyes and stood up. He began to leave when Une grabbed his arm. "Look, you need to start hanging out with the pack more often. I know there aren't many females your age, but the time is coming to choose your mate and if you don't find time to get to know anyone how will you choose wisely?"
Duo's face tinted red with anger. He pulled his arm away from Une and faced her, "Oh?! And what if I don't want a mate? Didcha ever think of that? Maybe I enjoy being alone!" Duo turned sharply and ran from the room, leaving his mother to sit and ponder what she had done wrong to deserve such a stupid son.
Duo sat in his room remembering his former home and the many, supposed, friends he had had. The fire that killed his father was the fault of the Princesses. The Princesses were three girls who liked to have a good time. They went in town at night scaring people half to death, just having harmless fun. Duo, in fact, joined in from time to time. But Dorothy was different she always liked to take it a bit too far. One night she took it to the limits and ended up killing a young man. A witness had seen Dorothy over the body so she was arrested and put on trial until Relena and Hilde, the other two members of the Princesses, tried to lure the investigation away from their friend and killed someone else. Dorothy got off easy when it was brought to the jury's attention they she may have simply found the body and frightend, ran away and the other two were never found by the police. However the pack knew and the Princesses killed the young man and were put on trial by the pack for the worst of crimes, killing a human. Dorothy was put to death and the other girls were set free after much pleading from Duo to his father, the former pack leader. Unfortunately the town realized that their neighbors were killers and burned down their homes. The pack immediately relocated to Roswell, a bustling town in Georgia.
Duo longed for his father's wisdom and comfort. Most of all his father's understanding. Une just wouldn't be able to comprehend that her only son wasn't, how do I put this lightly...heterosexual, and he didn't dare tell her his sexual preferences because the pack wouldn't accept it. Duo's father would have though, and being pack leader, his word was above all others. But Duo had to cope with keeping his feelings a secret so to relieve stress he decided to go to school.
Art was his favorite and his art teacher, Coach Bounds, often encouraged him to enter his paintings in the school magazine. He always turned his teacher down until one day Duo turned in a magnificent painting of the forest and a full moon with a pack of wolves running beside a creek and Coach Bounds wouldn't take no for an answer. Friday, when the school magazine came out he bought himself a copy and read it on the way home. Duo was actually proud of himself when he saw a picture of his painting taking up a whole page of the magazine. His curiosity was piqued however when on the next page was a poem, evidently relating to his picture.
They will call you things you couldn't imagine
The world will shun your originality
No one will understand
But when you breathe deep
The moon takes hold of you
Your caste into a pleasure so timeless
Yet all too new
Words escape the beauty of your transformation
Wolf
It's what you yearn to be
To break away from all this...
This humanity
'Whoa,' thought Duo, 'that was way to close to reading my mind than I'm comfortable with.' Duo was intrigued and intended to find out just who what type of person would write about, well, him.
If no one reviews I refuse to continue just kidding, but please do...
p.s. I revised – Paragraphs now!!
I don't own Gundam Wing (wish I did...but don't we all?) I am only using the characters to fulfill my desires...Ooo yes...--
I don't take credit for the story line; I give credit to Annette Curtis Klause for the extremely well written fiction called Blood and Chocolate. This story is roughly based off her book and I highly recommend reading it, especially if you enjoy my version.
Important Information: this is a 1X2 and slightly 3X4 fic– please understand this is NOT a 2X4, however be for warned that it may very well seem like that in the beginning, patience and you will have what want enjoy!
Chapter 1
Past: Duo's father died in a fire that was purposely set to their home.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?! Can't you just be normal?" Duo glared at his mother the best he could as she walked in the room and slumped onto a chair. "You look like shit."
Une gave her son a little pout, "Aww, don't sound so concerned." She swung her head down and began scratching her head and moaned softly, obviously finding whatever itch she seemed to have. "Besides, I tore that bitch up and that's all that matters." Une's face broke out into a wide grin, enjoying the fact that she had ripped her rival to shreds.
Duo sighed and began cleaning Une's wounds, "Ya know I have an idea why don't you and Sally just try to get along. Oo now there's a thought."
"Hilde called for you today," Une declared, ignoring Duo's sarcasm. Duo rolled his eyes and stood up. He began to leave when Une grabbed his arm. "Look, you need to start hanging out with the pack more often. I know there aren't many females your age, but the time is coming to choose your mate and if you don't find time to get to know anyone how will you choose wisely?"
Duo's face tinted red with anger. He pulled his arm away from Une and faced her, "Oh?! And what if I don't want a mate? Didcha ever think of that? Maybe I enjoy being alone!" Duo turned sharply and ran from the room, leaving his mother to sit and ponder what she had done wrong to deserve such a stupid son.
Duo sat in his room remembering his former home and the many, supposed, friends he had had. The fire that killed his father was the fault of the Princesses. The Princesses were three girls who liked to have a good time. They went in town at night scaring people half to death, just having harmless fun. Duo, in fact, joined in from time to time. But Dorothy was different she always liked to take it a bit too far. One night she took it to the limits and ended up killing a young man. A witness had seen Dorothy over the body so she was arrested and put on trial until Relena and Hilde, the other two members of the Princesses, tried to lure the investigation away from their friend and killed someone else. Dorothy got off easy when it was brought to the jury's attention they she may have simply found the body and frightend, ran away and the other two were never found by the police. However the pack knew and the Princesses killed the young man and were put on trial by the pack for the worst of crimes, killing a human. Dorothy was put to death and the other girls were set free after much pleading from Duo to his father, the former pack leader. Unfortunately the town realized that their neighbors were killers and burned down their homes. The pack immediately relocated to Roswell, a bustling town in Georgia.
Duo longed for his father's wisdom and comfort. Most of all his father's understanding. Une just wouldn't be able to comprehend that her only son wasn't, how do I put this lightly...heterosexual, and he didn't dare tell her his sexual preferences because the pack wouldn't accept it. Duo's father would have though, and being pack leader, his word was above all others. But Duo had to cope with keeping his feelings a secret so to relieve stress he decided to go to school.
Art was his favorite and his art teacher, Coach Bounds, often encouraged him to enter his paintings in the school magazine. He always turned his teacher down until one day Duo turned in a magnificent painting of the forest and a full moon with a pack of wolves running beside a creek and Coach Bounds wouldn't take no for an answer. Friday, when the school magazine came out he bought himself a copy and read it on the way home. Duo was actually proud of himself when he saw a picture of his painting taking up a whole page of the magazine. His curiosity was piqued however when on the next page was a poem, evidently relating to his picture.
They will call you things you couldn't imagine
The world will shun your originality
No one will understand
But when you breathe deep
The moon takes hold of you
Your caste into a pleasure so timeless
Yet all too new
Words escape the beauty of your transformation
Wolf
It's what you yearn to be
To break away from all this...
This humanity
'Whoa,' thought Duo, 'that was way to close to reading my mind than I'm comfortable with.' Duo was intrigued and intended to find out just who what type of person would write about, well, him.
If no one reviews I refuse to continue just kidding, but please do...
p.s. I revised – Paragraphs now!!