Angel Of My Dreams

Disclaimer-I don't own the characters, and thanks to Princess Pepper for reading it!

Trowa walked silently down the streets on Earth, bored now that Dekin had been defeated. Heavyarms, as with the rest of the gundams, had been destroyed for good. It appeared that the Earth and colonies wouldn't need his friends or himself for combat anymore. Sure he was a Preventer, but nothing really happened that they would need their help, nor was it the same as being a soldier.

On his way home, silently heading towards his apartment, he came across an older lady selling flowers. Just as he walked beside her, she grabbed his arm firmly and pulled him towards her flower booth, looking at him mysteriously. "Young man, may you be interested in buying some flowers? Maybe for your girlfriend or mother?"

"I'm sorry, I have no girlfriend, and I don't remember my mother."

"I am sorry for your misfortunate, but you have to be joking. Surely, someone as strong and handsome as you, must have a girlfriend?"

'Doesn't this lady take no for an Answer?!' Trowa thought to himself. He started to turn and walk away, when the woman spoke up again.

"How about these beautiful roses, young man?"

Trowa, stopped dead in his tracks as if time had frozen him in place. 'Roses!' Painful memories, that he did not wish to remember, came back to him full force.

*Flash Back*

A boy, about seventeen-years-old, was wandering through the colony 04, but didn't know where he really was. His brown hair covered part of his face, with deep emerald green eyes, that looked around at the scenery that surrounded him, which wasn't more than tall buildings. Once in a while, he would see someone in a huge machine fighting other machines in space, so he guessed, but that was all he could remember. The only other thing that came to his mind was a couple of men that had brought him from space to the hospital. The doctors said he had amnesia and few minor cuts, and that they would heal in no time at all. If the doctors had cared, they could have held him longer, but they needed the space for more soldiers with severe wounds from the war raging on outside of the colony.

As he left the hospital, walking around, some thugs decided that they wanted some money, so attacked him. His wounds were making him feel weak and unable to defend himself better against so many thugs, and seriously wondered if not telling the doctors about his serious injuries was such a good idea. He knew if they hadn't been in such a big hurry to get him out of the hospital they would have ordered him to stay and receive medical treatment immediately. When the thugs found no money on him, they beat him until they knew he would die from the beatings or the lost of blood. To them, Trowa was only another casualty of war, and meant nothing to them. After they beat him, they drug Trowa into an ally and threw his body in a trash heap where no reasonable person would look for him, so they thought.

For some reason, Trowa was not afraid to die and welcomed it with an accepting calm. As he started to close his eyes into total darkness, lying in his own blood, suffering in pain from the beating and wounds from earlier, he saw an image. A white feather appeared above him, before the darkness completely consumed him, enveloping him in a dream.

*Dream*

Darkness and pain was all Trowa could see around him. Instead of his own blood, he now saw blood everywhere, along with the dead bodies that started to appear in front of him. Trowa found himself unable to look at the mass horror in front of him and ran away. But, the further he ran to get away, the more he saw of the same sight. He tried running as fast as he could to get away, but stopped when what he saw next made him nearly throw up.

All the Gundam pilots, unknowing, were in front of him. Quatre was lying by a wall, what was left of one, his body twisted in a weird position, and by this you could tell that his back had been broken in the middle. Fear was etched in his face, and the suffering he had gone through before he died, was painfully obvious. His blood was all around him, like a pool, with a knife that stuck in his throat. When you looked down at his chest you could see that his heart had been ripped from his chest and was now gone.

Quatre faded from his dream to have another man appear before him. This man, Duo, was tied to the stake with its raging flames engulfing his flesh greedily. The poor man had been roasted alive, and the only way you can still make him out was the silver cross that was melted to the upper rib cage of his body. The burnt flesh, which drifted to Trowa's nose, made him even sicker to the stomach. There was no way to tell what the man's statement was, but he had suffered as all of them had.

Duo then faded and was replaced by another man. This man, Wufei, was on a medical table where you could see that his limbs had been tied down. Trowa walked over to this man and turned away immediately when he saw what had been done to him. If you looked at his body you would see that his organs had been taken out of his stomach area and shoved into his mouth. His eyes were wide and one of them had a wooden stack through it. Trowa heard a squeak coming from behind him, when he turned around he saw something that made him vomit. Inside Wufei's mouth came out a rat and it had blood covering its fur.

Wufei's body faded from the scene to be replaced by another man who had been used as target practice. Heero, was this man and he was still alive! Trowa walked over to him and found him in chains that were around his ankles and wrists. He had bullet holes through his whole body. He had not suffered like the others. Herro looked up to see Trowa alive and well unlike himself and his friends. "Traitor!!"

"Who are you? Do I know you?" asked Trowa.

"You're a Gundam pilot, Trowa who left his friends to fight OZ and die by their hands. You're a traitor!"

"I don't remember any of you and anything about me," said Trowa as he backed away from Herro who seemed to of come off the wall as a zombie who had holes through his body. Herro's skin melted off his body and fell to the ground in a puddle alone with his organs. The only thing left was his eyes and muscles as he walked towards Trowa. He backed away from Herro but tripped over something and fell. What he dripped over was Quarte's body that appeared out of nowhere. When Trowa went to get up his ankle was being held by no other than Quarte's hand.

"Traitor!!! OZ!!! Traitor!!!! OZ!!!!"

Trowa jerked his ankle away from Quarte's grasp only to rip his arm wrist off. Trowa turned around to run but stopped when in front of him was Duo still on fire and Wufie still cut open chanting "Traitor!" The ex-pilots of the Gundams now surrounded Trowa. Trowa found his back pressed against a wall and he slid down it covering his ears from the chanting. "No!!!!"

His friends now started to pick at his skin as he screamed . . .

*End of Dream*

To be continued . . .