Author's note: I have to warn thee, the transition may not be very smooth for this chapter. Also, there will be one other chapter after this one. :hugs reviewers: Thanks you guys for reading this story!
Love, Red Tail
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"Her tortured screams reached his ears easily enough, hearing the sounds slowly die down as he realized silence soon ensued. It was all to obvious was had happened, exactly what they had meant to happen in the beginning. She was dead. His angel of peace was dead. And not even the darkness of the room could offer him sanctuary."
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Heero panted, holding his chest as he looked down at the three slash marks from the animal, which he later learned was a lab pet set loose, or that managed to escape. Too bad it was so drugged up it didn't know who it chose to pick a fight with, or how the animal got in there in the first place.
Somehow, the brunette soldier figured that it managed to escape into this room and he was merely an intruder.
Later, while he was panting on the ground with the carcass of the animal near him the door opened and he was thrown against the wall roughly, strength already drained. He was chained once more to the wall, the ones holding him useless from the genetically ehanced claws of the giant cat-creature that looked something along the lines of a panther.
Then, Relena was dragged into the room. Hours seemed to pass…
Nichol snickered, looking with coldly glinting eyes as Heero Yuy, chained the wall as he tugged on the chains holding Relena captive, pushing her towards the doorway and some men roughly grabbing her, the loud screams echoing the doorway as they grabbed her in some—well, unwanted places.
"Heero!"
"Relena!" He struggled against his chains before he was pushed back by Nichol roughly into the wall, the chains that already allowed little movement shrinking even more, as the chains tightened their hold on his once more.
Nichol's hand reached forward, holding Heero's chin as he roughly brought it up to meet his sadistic gaze, "We'll rid ourselves of the symbol of peace and also of the one you seem to care for most." Heero's eyes were just as hard, cold and deadly even as Nichol roughly smacked his, cheek stinging and head facing the other side of the wall from the force of the slap.
"What do you want with her?"He ground out between clenched teeth, turning his head so he could glare his famous death glare at the former OZ soldier.
"Her death." And with those words, he retreated with a cocky grin still on his face as he slammed the metal door holding the "perfect soldier" inside, captive to the dark.
The Passion of the Teddy Bear
By: Lost-Remembrance
Chapter Three
He lifted his head, the screams that once echoed in his mind already dead. They had brought Relena into a close enough room where he could hear her screams…hear her being beaten to death. Her tortured screams reached his ears easily enough, hearing the sounds slowly die down as he realized silence soon ensued. It was all to obvious was had happened, exactly what they had meant to happen in the beginning.
She was dead.
His angel of peace was dead. And not even the darkness of the room could offer him sanctuary. His body had rocked with silent sobs, the darkness not even enough to sooth him and his torn soul.
Even a few tears managed to slip past his cracking barriers.
The moaning of a door filled the silence, breaking his silent solitude as he didn't even bother lifting his head to see who the visitor was.
Something landed in front of him and Heero looked up, eyes wide as he stared at honey tresses stained red in some parts. There was over five inches, a blue ribbon colored purple in some parts holding the hair tightly together.
"Bastard!" He tried to lunge, the chains creaking and moaning as he struggled to free himself and kill the man that had… she clenched his eyes closed, continuing to struggle even as he felt his wrists tear and welt as blood dribbled down his arms in a slow, but steady pace.
"Sorry that we couldn't give you the head." His attempts at escape halted abruptly. He looked up with a look promising death to his foe. Nichol was going to die, slowly and painfully. "But," he shrugged, leaning casually back against the wall, "We have to parade it around the Earth Sphere and colonies."
With another dark grin, the man left and Heero was alone in the darkness once again…
TBC
Author's note: I know…not a smooth transition at all. :sobs: I am so sorry! It was kind of bad, but I thought I was drawing the plot on a little too much longer than it was supposed to be. :shakes head at self: For those of you who noticed, it was my "Infamous Day of Updates" on May 5, but sadly the internet died so it'll be a two-day celebration! Woot!
Thanks to the people who who reviewed!
Love, Red Tail
