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Somewhere between Heaven and Hell
Ch 3: Pain
Heero grinned down at his new pet. "This is going to be fun, ne?" Trowa didn't answer. He just stared blankly at his hands. Heero scrawled at Trowa and cut a giant circle in the air, revealing a large black portal.
"Come on my pet. Through the portal and into your new home."
Trowa just stared at the gate, he didn't move, and Heero became irritated.
"I said in the gate!" Heero snarled through clenched teeth as he shoved Trowa through the pitch black hole. Heero glanced around nervously before stepping in the gate himself.
Trowa fell, and fell, the darkness nipping at his flesh. The bitter coldness freezing him to the core.
'So this is how it ends, like this...' Trowa mumbled in his head.
After what seemed like an eternity of falling through darkness, Trowa hit the hard surface of the ground. He rolled down the rocky surface of the hill. Jagged rocks tore at his skin; they ripped through his wings and broke his bones.
'Pain...give me pain...for nothing hurts worse than the pain in my heart...the darkness... I have nothing to live for, no purpose.' Trowa's thoughts ran in a jumble in his head as he came to a halt at the bottom of the hill.
His arm was bent at an unnatural position and blood poured from his open wounds. The most Trowa could do was look around his knew prison before his eyes glazed over and he fainted.
Heero flew down from the portal; he did a nose dive down the long tunnel. He opened his wings and his fall slowed his fall. He stepped down on the top of the hill and looked around. There was no sign of Trowa. Only when he looked down did he see the blood coating the rocks of the hill. Heero hovered down the hill, his foot occasionally touching the rocks. He stepped down and folded his wings, the leather brushing against itself as he did so.
Heero looked down at Trowa
"I don't know what you are trying to do...but it isn't going to work, you're already dead." Trowa didn't answer; he just laid there, lifeless, blood pouring through the hole where the bone peaked through his arm. The gashes in his skin had formed a puddle of crimson around his limp form. As Heero looked down at Trowa, he felt something, he wasn't quite sure, it was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. Could it be...guilt? The twinge of sadness poked at his heart, but it disappeared as soon as it arrived and Heero harshly picked Trowa up and began walking to his abode.
~*~*~*~
Quatre paced around his chambers quietly, his bare feet making no noise on the smooth marble surface.
"Where can he be...I am so worried....it has been so long...I..." he couldn't finish his sentence before he fell to the ground groping his chest.
"Lord Quatre!" Zechs came running in the chambers; he hurried to Quatre's side and helped him up.
"What? Who?" Zechs asked hurriedly.
"Trowa...something happened to Trowa."
"Trowa? What happened to him?" Zechs asked quickly
"I...I don't know...I ...hope he is alright..." Quatre muttered
"Should I go search for him? Shall I make a group?" Zechs suggested as he brushed his long platinum blond hair from his face.
"No..." Quatre sighed
"No?! But, Lord Quatre, why not?! This is madness!" Zechs shouted. "We can't just...leave him out there! That's insane!"
"I know...but I...I just can't force myself to put any other Angels in danger...Trowa is strong, he will pull through whatever has happened to him." Quatre said on the verge of tears. Zechs gave him a small hug and led Quatre to his throne and sat him down.
"I can't say I know how you feel, because I never had to go through the same turmoil you have. Please forgive my outburst Lord Quatre." Zechs bowed and prayed for forgiveness.
"Don't worry Zechs, you have been forgiven. I understand your worries, but right now all we can to is hope and believe in Trowa's strength." Quatre sighed heavily
"Yes your lordship, I will excuse myself now," Zechs bowed a final time and hurried out of the chambers. Quatre sighed and set his head in his hands and cried.
~*~*~*~
Heero stumbled in his 'house' if that is what someone would call it. The house merely contained one room, with a small offset maybe for a bathroom. There were barely any furnishings either. A small fire for fire and a large rock covered in a large animal fur for a bed. Heero set Trowa on the fur and ripped off a piece of his cloths and started wrapping Trowa's broken arm. After sliding the bones back to their proper place, he tied the material around Trowa's arm tightly. He then sat up and grabbed a small bucket out of the bathroom and walked outside. He dipped the bucket into a small...water pond and carried the bucket back to the house. He grabbed a small hole-ridden rag and dipped it into the water. Heero slowly cleaned Trowa up, wiping the dried blood off of his face, arms and legs.
"I don't understand...I don't see why I have this urge...this longing to take care of this...Angel...I mean...he did come out to kill me...so why?" Heero mumbled to himself.
'Because you know that it wasn't his choice, he was merely manipulated like yourself.' His heart argued.
Frustrated and confused Heero stomped out of the house and looked into the plain darkness of hell. Peak less mountains stood in the background, dark clouds covered the sky in which numerous demons flew. Flames danced by the base of the mountains. Heero hugged himself as a cold chill blew past him.
"Maybe...maybe I am just jealous of what he had...that I don't have anymore." Heero thought to himself. He could feel his heart trying to argue but he blocked off all feelings and walked back inside. When he got there he found Trowa sitting up glaring at him.
"What in the hell do you think you are trying to prove by taking care of me now?" Trowa snarled
"I only cleaned you because that is my bed you happen to be sitting on, and I don't want you to stink it up or bleed all over it!" Heero replied back.
Trowa glared back at Heero.
"I'm leaving," Trowa spoke as he lifted himself off the bed.
Heero laughed, "And where do you think you are going to go? There is no way out of here unless you get permission from Lord Duo."
"I don't care where I go; I am just going to get away from you!" Trowa yelled as he ran out.
"You will regret it Angel! You don't know what you are getting in to!" Heero yelled out the door at Trowa who was running into nothingness.
Heero shook his head and leaned against the wall, 'stupid fool...' Heero looked out where Trowa had run. He then followed suit.
~*~*~*~
Trowa ran, he could feel tears pricking at his eyes. He stopped running and jammed the heels of his hands into his eyes to stop them from falling. He fell onto his knees and hung his head. His long brown hair falling over his face.
'I don't see why I feel the need to run...I feel...strange...like yearning... but there is no way in the holy hell I would yearn for someone such as himself!' Trowa mentally shouted at himself. 'Pity...I pity him...' was Trowa's final conclusion. To lost in his own though, Trowa didn't hear footsteps closing in on him until they were already surrounding him. Trowa looked up confused. He saw lines of faces, not very pleasant looking ones at that. One demon stepped in front of Trowa.
"You look like a newbie here in hell, am I right?" The figure sneered.
Trowa didn't say anything.
"Answer me when I ask you something!" The voice yelled.
"You demon's are all alike, you all demand things and then want them done immediately, it is truly amazing," Trowa spoke his eyes meeting the others.
"What are you saying? You were an Angel or something?"
Trowa shrugged. "I guess you never will find out."
The figure stepped into the light and grabbed Trowa by the collar. His ink black eyes boring into Trowa's skull.
"Who do you think you are talking to me like that!?"
"I truly don't know who I am, and I sure as hell don't know, or care to know who you are." Trowa responded coldly.
"Well you better listen up then, my name is Wufei, and I am one of the head demons here, so when I ask you to do something you better do it!" Wufei snarled
Trowa snorted. "And what exactly are you going to do? Beat me up?"
"I am seriously thinking about it..." Wufei responded. Wufei looked down at Trowa's arm and saw the bandage. "Hn, it looks like someone got to you first ne?" Trowa held up his arm. "No, this is when I fell into your sorry excuse for a world." Wufei glared at him, but them he saw the mark on Trowa's wrist. It was a simple calligraphy 'A' Wufei looked up into Trowa's eyes.
"You were an Angel." Wufei snarled. "I knew it,"
"Congratulations, you want a cookie?" Trowa responded sarcastically
Wufei glared at Trowa again. "Sorry to say, but things run a little different down here in Hell than they do in Heaven, get him!"
Before Trowa knew what was happening Wufei had punched him in the stomach cutting off his air supply and forcing him to fall over. Making Trowa more vulnerable to the mobs kicks and punches. Trowa just laid there, not moving, not fighting back...just letting the mob beat him up.
"Come on Angel! At least fight back a little!" One of the random members yelled. But still no movement came out of Trowa. His cuts and gashes re- opening and his arm burning with pain. Suddenly, a black blur flew through the air and kicked one of the demons off of Trowa. The others looked around confused.
"Who is there?" Wufei yelled.
"Me," A sudden kick had Wufei on the ground grabbing at his ribs. Heero then stepped out of the darkness.
"You all better fuck off now, before I really get pissed and cook you all for dinner." Heero spoke coldly.
"What you have some crush on this Angel flunky Yuy?" Another demon said. Heero then flung around and punched him square in the face.
"To answer your question, no I do not; I just don't like it when people break things that do not belong to them." Heero spoke harshly as he picked Trowa up and threw him over his shoulder. "Now get lost the lot of you before I really get mad," and with that Heero flew off in the direction of his home. While flying home Heero worried, if he had come minuets later, they would have beat him to nothing...Heero immediately shook his head of the thought. He landed outside his house soon after and walked inside. He dropped Trowa down on the bed again and grabbed the bucket with crimson stained water. Heero proceeded to clean Trowa off once again. After he was done Heero looked down at Trowa.
"I finally realize...I can't let anything happen to this Angel...I can't explain why...it almost seems...I ...l...." Heero stumbled over the words. He shook his head violently. "I wouldn't know what that...thing...felt like anyway...it has never happened to me...and never will." Heero spoke lifelessly as he sat in the corner and curled up into a loose ball resting his head on his knees.
"All I do know is, I cannot let anyone harm Trowa again..."
And with that Heero drifted off to sleep confused and undergoing an emotional war.
(THERE DONE! WHOOOOO!!!!! ^_^;;; soooooooooooooooooooo sorry about the lack of update. I will try do be much better about this in the future. And I intend to have the other chapters out soon! We can all hope! Clari~)
Somewhere between Heaven and Hell
Ch 3: Pain
Heero grinned down at his new pet. "This is going to be fun, ne?" Trowa didn't answer. He just stared blankly at his hands. Heero scrawled at Trowa and cut a giant circle in the air, revealing a large black portal.
"Come on my pet. Through the portal and into your new home."
Trowa just stared at the gate, he didn't move, and Heero became irritated.
"I said in the gate!" Heero snarled through clenched teeth as he shoved Trowa through the pitch black hole. Heero glanced around nervously before stepping in the gate himself.
Trowa fell, and fell, the darkness nipping at his flesh. The bitter coldness freezing him to the core.
'So this is how it ends, like this...' Trowa mumbled in his head.
After what seemed like an eternity of falling through darkness, Trowa hit the hard surface of the ground. He rolled down the rocky surface of the hill. Jagged rocks tore at his skin; they ripped through his wings and broke his bones.
'Pain...give me pain...for nothing hurts worse than the pain in my heart...the darkness... I have nothing to live for, no purpose.' Trowa's thoughts ran in a jumble in his head as he came to a halt at the bottom of the hill.
His arm was bent at an unnatural position and blood poured from his open wounds. The most Trowa could do was look around his knew prison before his eyes glazed over and he fainted.
Heero flew down from the portal; he did a nose dive down the long tunnel. He opened his wings and his fall slowed his fall. He stepped down on the top of the hill and looked around. There was no sign of Trowa. Only when he looked down did he see the blood coating the rocks of the hill. Heero hovered down the hill, his foot occasionally touching the rocks. He stepped down and folded his wings, the leather brushing against itself as he did so.
Heero looked down at Trowa
"I don't know what you are trying to do...but it isn't going to work, you're already dead." Trowa didn't answer; he just laid there, lifeless, blood pouring through the hole where the bone peaked through his arm. The gashes in his skin had formed a puddle of crimson around his limp form. As Heero looked down at Trowa, he felt something, he wasn't quite sure, it was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. Could it be...guilt? The twinge of sadness poked at his heart, but it disappeared as soon as it arrived and Heero harshly picked Trowa up and began walking to his abode.
~*~*~*~
Quatre paced around his chambers quietly, his bare feet making no noise on the smooth marble surface.
"Where can he be...I am so worried....it has been so long...I..." he couldn't finish his sentence before he fell to the ground groping his chest.
"Lord Quatre!" Zechs came running in the chambers; he hurried to Quatre's side and helped him up.
"What? Who?" Zechs asked hurriedly.
"Trowa...something happened to Trowa."
"Trowa? What happened to him?" Zechs asked quickly
"I...I don't know...I ...hope he is alright..." Quatre muttered
"Should I go search for him? Shall I make a group?" Zechs suggested as he brushed his long platinum blond hair from his face.
"No..." Quatre sighed
"No?! But, Lord Quatre, why not?! This is madness!" Zechs shouted. "We can't just...leave him out there! That's insane!"
"I know...but I...I just can't force myself to put any other Angels in danger...Trowa is strong, he will pull through whatever has happened to him." Quatre said on the verge of tears. Zechs gave him a small hug and led Quatre to his throne and sat him down.
"I can't say I know how you feel, because I never had to go through the same turmoil you have. Please forgive my outburst Lord Quatre." Zechs bowed and prayed for forgiveness.
"Don't worry Zechs, you have been forgiven. I understand your worries, but right now all we can to is hope and believe in Trowa's strength." Quatre sighed heavily
"Yes your lordship, I will excuse myself now," Zechs bowed a final time and hurried out of the chambers. Quatre sighed and set his head in his hands and cried.
~*~*~*~
Heero stumbled in his 'house' if that is what someone would call it. The house merely contained one room, with a small offset maybe for a bathroom. There were barely any furnishings either. A small fire for fire and a large rock covered in a large animal fur for a bed. Heero set Trowa on the fur and ripped off a piece of his cloths and started wrapping Trowa's broken arm. After sliding the bones back to their proper place, he tied the material around Trowa's arm tightly. He then sat up and grabbed a small bucket out of the bathroom and walked outside. He dipped the bucket into a small...water pond and carried the bucket back to the house. He grabbed a small hole-ridden rag and dipped it into the water. Heero slowly cleaned Trowa up, wiping the dried blood off of his face, arms and legs.
"I don't understand...I don't see why I have this urge...this longing to take care of this...Angel...I mean...he did come out to kill me...so why?" Heero mumbled to himself.
'Because you know that it wasn't his choice, he was merely manipulated like yourself.' His heart argued.
Frustrated and confused Heero stomped out of the house and looked into the plain darkness of hell. Peak less mountains stood in the background, dark clouds covered the sky in which numerous demons flew. Flames danced by the base of the mountains. Heero hugged himself as a cold chill blew past him.
"Maybe...maybe I am just jealous of what he had...that I don't have anymore." Heero thought to himself. He could feel his heart trying to argue but he blocked off all feelings and walked back inside. When he got there he found Trowa sitting up glaring at him.
"What in the hell do you think you are trying to prove by taking care of me now?" Trowa snarled
"I only cleaned you because that is my bed you happen to be sitting on, and I don't want you to stink it up or bleed all over it!" Heero replied back.
Trowa glared back at Heero.
"I'm leaving," Trowa spoke as he lifted himself off the bed.
Heero laughed, "And where do you think you are going to go? There is no way out of here unless you get permission from Lord Duo."
"I don't care where I go; I am just going to get away from you!" Trowa yelled as he ran out.
"You will regret it Angel! You don't know what you are getting in to!" Heero yelled out the door at Trowa who was running into nothingness.
Heero shook his head and leaned against the wall, 'stupid fool...' Heero looked out where Trowa had run. He then followed suit.
~*~*~*~
Trowa ran, he could feel tears pricking at his eyes. He stopped running and jammed the heels of his hands into his eyes to stop them from falling. He fell onto his knees and hung his head. His long brown hair falling over his face.
'I don't see why I feel the need to run...I feel...strange...like yearning... but there is no way in the holy hell I would yearn for someone such as himself!' Trowa mentally shouted at himself. 'Pity...I pity him...' was Trowa's final conclusion. To lost in his own though, Trowa didn't hear footsteps closing in on him until they were already surrounding him. Trowa looked up confused. He saw lines of faces, not very pleasant looking ones at that. One demon stepped in front of Trowa.
"You look like a newbie here in hell, am I right?" The figure sneered.
Trowa didn't say anything.
"Answer me when I ask you something!" The voice yelled.
"You demon's are all alike, you all demand things and then want them done immediately, it is truly amazing," Trowa spoke his eyes meeting the others.
"What are you saying? You were an Angel or something?"
Trowa shrugged. "I guess you never will find out."
The figure stepped into the light and grabbed Trowa by the collar. His ink black eyes boring into Trowa's skull.
"Who do you think you are talking to me like that!?"
"I truly don't know who I am, and I sure as hell don't know, or care to know who you are." Trowa responded coldly.
"Well you better listen up then, my name is Wufei, and I am one of the head demons here, so when I ask you to do something you better do it!" Wufei snarled
Trowa snorted. "And what exactly are you going to do? Beat me up?"
"I am seriously thinking about it..." Wufei responded. Wufei looked down at Trowa's arm and saw the bandage. "Hn, it looks like someone got to you first ne?" Trowa held up his arm. "No, this is when I fell into your sorry excuse for a world." Wufei glared at him, but them he saw the mark on Trowa's wrist. It was a simple calligraphy 'A' Wufei looked up into Trowa's eyes.
"You were an Angel." Wufei snarled. "I knew it,"
"Congratulations, you want a cookie?" Trowa responded sarcastically
Wufei glared at Trowa again. "Sorry to say, but things run a little different down here in Hell than they do in Heaven, get him!"
Before Trowa knew what was happening Wufei had punched him in the stomach cutting off his air supply and forcing him to fall over. Making Trowa more vulnerable to the mobs kicks and punches. Trowa just laid there, not moving, not fighting back...just letting the mob beat him up.
"Come on Angel! At least fight back a little!" One of the random members yelled. But still no movement came out of Trowa. His cuts and gashes re- opening and his arm burning with pain. Suddenly, a black blur flew through the air and kicked one of the demons off of Trowa. The others looked around confused.
"Who is there?" Wufei yelled.
"Me," A sudden kick had Wufei on the ground grabbing at his ribs. Heero then stepped out of the darkness.
"You all better fuck off now, before I really get pissed and cook you all for dinner." Heero spoke coldly.
"What you have some crush on this Angel flunky Yuy?" Another demon said. Heero then flung around and punched him square in the face.
"To answer your question, no I do not; I just don't like it when people break things that do not belong to them." Heero spoke harshly as he picked Trowa up and threw him over his shoulder. "Now get lost the lot of you before I really get mad," and with that Heero flew off in the direction of his home. While flying home Heero worried, if he had come minuets later, they would have beat him to nothing...Heero immediately shook his head of the thought. He landed outside his house soon after and walked inside. He dropped Trowa down on the bed again and grabbed the bucket with crimson stained water. Heero proceeded to clean Trowa off once again. After he was done Heero looked down at Trowa.
"I finally realize...I can't let anything happen to this Angel...I can't explain why...it almost seems...I ...l...." Heero stumbled over the words. He shook his head violently. "I wouldn't know what that...thing...felt like anyway...it has never happened to me...and never will." Heero spoke lifelessly as he sat in the corner and curled up into a loose ball resting his head on his knees.
"All I do know is, I cannot let anyone harm Trowa again..."
And with that Heero drifted off to sleep confused and undergoing an emotional war.
(THERE DONE! WHOOOOO!!!!! ^_^;;; soooooooooooooooooooo sorry about the lack of update. I will try do be much better about this in the future. And I intend to have the other chapters out soon! We can all hope! Clari~)