Author's note: Well...usually it takes me longer to update but now i actually feel inspired (or compelled, which ever suits you )to update this if not faster than before. Okay... Well, along with the new stories that I've decided to start (arg! i have, like, fifty ideas and they won't go away! uu) I'm continuing this at a little faster pace.
Also, this chapter was out early. My sister nagged me into doing it. Despite the fact that she's still to lazy to write the next chapter of Standing in the Shadows. And the new one that we're working on. 'It's too short!' She says. Pft. Okay, sorry for the rambling.
IMPORTANT Note about the story: I've decided against doing a 1x2xR. I don't think i can't write a romance like that so I'm sorry if I've disappointed you. Gomen! UU I feel so terrible but i really don't want to slaughter this story (or insult Heero, Duo, and Relena) with my pathedic excuse for a 1x2xR.
To Lurker, my dear sister: I might put in a chapter or two of the Gundam Wing universe and I'm sorry Relena isn't in Hufflepuff. I don't want all the Hufflepuffs to get slaughtered by Heero (or the sorting hat) since he wouldn't be in the same house as her. Yep. Basically, the other fact that girls would think he's a stalker or something. Picture this; Heero stalking into Relenas dorm at night and the other girls get creeped out (or fall in love with his adventurous side :swoon-) Victory!
Chapter Four, Blaue Augen
"Welcome class," A misty and somewhat hazy sounding voice said, drawing the attentions of the chatting students to a lone figure standing in the front of the classroom. Frizzy hair puffed around the teacher's neck, bushy like Hermione's only much worse. Large circular glasses were pinched up to her nose and her somewhat bug-like eyes seemed to pop out.
The Gryffindors, polite as always unlike the Slytherins in the class, mumbled a greeting while Hermione muttered about the uselessness in this class.
Relena turned to look at her, hearing this comment since she was close enough. "Then why are you taking it?" Relena questioned quizzically, tilting her head as she looked at her new friend.
Hermione smiled at Relena, "Well you see, I want to get perfect scores on everything."
"That seems wise." Quatre commented from the other table where the other four pilots resided, Heero of course sticking close to Relena. As of yet, he had no chance to check the technology and threats in this era.
"Today we will go easy." The teacher said once again, Heero ready to fall asleep in the unorganized class. They didn't even know the teacher's name yet!
"Please gaze into your teacups and use the translations to decipher what you see…" The voice now sounded exhausted as the woman fell back, slouching into a puffy and obviously old chair that she managed to fall into. Some girls from the Gryffindor house rushed towards the teacher, wondering what made her collapse so.
"Such an odd presence…" The teacher, by the name of Sibyll Trelawney muttered mostly to herself though Heero could help but feel her eyes burning into his back.
"Mindless…" Hermione said while narrowing her eyes, "Really."
"Yeah, like the stupid predictions she had made all those years ago." Ron chortled, a grim smile from Harry as he recollected in the memory also.
"Excuse me?" Relena questioned, interested in where this was leading. If people could really see the future, she wondered what would happen in theirs. Or even if there was "magic" in their home.
"Oh, well you see…Trelawney is a Divination teacher and that involves seeing into the future."
"The inner eyes as she says," Hermione quipped up, interrupting Harry in his explanation and muttering an apology when she realized how rude she was. It was just that Divination's really seemed to try her luck.
"She said that Harry was going to die when You-know-who came for him." Ron leaned in as he whispered this to the new students, filling them in.
"You-know-who?" Relena questioned and Heero raised an eyebrow at the odd name. "What if I don't know you-know-who?""
Ron paled and Hermione turned to look at Relena and then Heero, who seemed to also be waiting for an explanation, not really caring whether or not if they responded or not unlike Relena though.
"He's the Dark Lord." Hermione mumbled during an exceptionally loud time frame and Relena nodded, not quite understanding what was so scary about a 'Dark Lord'. After all, look at Duo who called himself Shinigami.
"One of the most dangerous and powerful wizards." Harry added, getting Heero's eyes to look up, a dangerous and somewhat testing look in his cold eyes.
'Threat.' Heero's mind commented upon hearing the name. 'I'll have to research this…'
"Are you alright, Ms. Trelawney?" A girl questioned while fanning the shaking teacher.
Heero turned around, Hermione sighing with exasperation at the incident. Relena turned also, understanding somewhat why Hermione was exasperated. She was about to get up but stopped for as soon as Heero's eyes met the Divination teachers, his and her eyes grew foggy.
"So…much…power…" The woman whispered, hands clenching her slightly dusty and disorderly robes. Her eyes closed, her face going slightly pale as her body shook slightly in the puffy chair.
"What's going on?" Relena questioned, a bad feeling coming from her instincts. She turned to look at Heero, his eyes distant also.
A barely visible shock wave filled the room, shattering the teacups as some people screamed and ran from the room, seeking the aid of a teacher.
Heero felt some sort of tugging in his chest, a somewhat constricting feeling that twisted around and tightened.
"Upon the darkening of the moon, a dark shadow will sweep. Until the time has come to revenge the Seeker, the crystal shall the hold keep…" Seeming to come out of her trance, the woman gasped and collapsed deeper into the chair even more.
The girls around her gasped and huddled around, a cup of tea floating over to comfort the distressed teacher.
"A prediction!" A girl whispered, Relena turning to look at Hermione who once again snorted and muttered incoherent things under her breath.
"Heero…?" Harry questioned, looking at the teen that was rigid as a plank while throwing a confused glance at Ron who shrugged.
Blinking his blue eyes, Heero turned with a fading daze in his eyes to look at Harry who had called his name. "…Yes?"
"Are you all right?" Ron supplied, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the teen. Somehow Trelawney's words affected him. Odd, that never happened to that extent, not even to Harry.
'I heard Seeker in her prediction,' Harry thought to himself as he waited for Heero's response. Somehow he expected her to make a threat on his life but she said it over the chaos so the prediction was barely heard.
"Hn." The soldier replied, Relena leaning against him slightly in comfort.
"Hee-chan?" A voice called and Heero looked over to Duo who had called, throwing a disapproving and irate frown, which the braided boy laughed at. Obviously he still didn't like the nickname.
The look in his eyes was Heero's silent question back, wondering what the former pilot of Deathscythe would want of him.
"Just wanted to know that you were all right." Duo replied with a merry laugh, nodding at Harry and Ron whom he had been introduced to by Hermione previously.
"Aa," The soldier replied, face remaining passive as ever.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Elsewhere, a hooded figure in all black robes stood over a cauldron, gazing deep into the swirling water.
Ripples formed as a foggy image of a person with something glowing golden in the middle appeared, the only crystal clear image were deep eyes that pierced the soul with such an intensity that they held.
"My lord!" A person, obviously feminine, shouted while scrambling over to a large chair on a higher part of the land. "We've just found something," She reported after getting up from a quick bow.
"What is it?" The person drawled, bored already with so much 'we've found something' over and over again that were meaningless. He already knew the legends—
"There was a pulsation!" The Dark Lord got to his feet swiftly, robes swirling around his feet as he strode over to the now misting cauldron. The image the other witch had seen had frozen on the surface.
Closing menacing and cold eyes, the man called Lord Voldemort raised his hand, palm down over the cauldron. A ball of energy rose through his body as he forced it into his palm and removed his wand.
"Das Krystall ist meine!" 1 He said clearly, the power surging from his hands over to his wand and shooting rapidly into the water.
Stilling abruptly, the picture of a teenager with messy hair and lovely eyes showed before disappearing suddenly.
Then, the water bubbled and seemed to grow out of the pot before bursting up into the air, hovering and shoot back into the cauldron, electricity crackling around it.
Voldemort cackled loudly, his voice echoing in the caverns he had hidden himself in. 'Perfect,' His snake-like mind hissed with delight.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Heero's eyes widened slightly, feeling a sharp and swift pain through his heart before disappearing. His face contorted slightly and he narrowed his eyes, lowering his gaze as he began to analyze the situation and where the pain came from.
"Heero?" Relena questioned with worry, making Duo look up as well as the other pilots. Getting up from his chair, Duo made his way over to the other table where Heero was.
Touching his shoulder lightly, Duo turned Heero to look at his distant eyes, trying to bring him out of his immobile and unresponsive state.
"Quatre?" Trowa turned to Quatre, wondering why the blonde wasn't getting up like he normally did.
The fair-haired boy's face was scrunched up, a pained look in his eyes as he gripped his chest. His eyes were wider than normal and it was as if he couldn't hear the uni-banged pilot's words.
A shock wave seemed to fill the room again, a slightly bigger one this time, and Heero doubled over. Relena and Duo were instantly by his side trying to see what was wrong with the reckless pilot.
Panting as he gripped his chest, Heero muffled a scream, one which Quatre succumbed to, and fell over in pain also. Heero felt like he couldn't breath, like something was trying to rip out of his chest…
"Upon the darkening of the moon, a dark shadow will sweep. Until the time has come to revenge the Seeker, the crystal shall the hold keep…" Trelawney repeated, seeming to fall into another trance, only her voice darker and more gruff than before.
Then, she closed her eyes, " Das Krystall ist meine!" She proclaimed and everyone stared at Heero, Quatre, and the teacher as if they were both insane.
"Someone get a doctor!" Duo shouted, Wufei jumping to his feet as he nodded and rushed over to Ron and Harry, refusing to ask a weak woman in his opinion of course AKA Hermione. Questioned them where the Medical Aid room was, Wufei shook the two boys out of their state of shock with his unfamiliarity of the place.
This time Heero couldn't stop a small cry from erupting as a second, more powerful spasm of pain hit him full force. Light and darkness speckled his vision for the moment as he forced himself not to pass out.
The distant sounds of footsteps reached him but Heero couldn't feel anything but the blinding pain as he continued to stay doubled over, hands clutching his chest as he continued to feel like he was suffocating.
"No!" Relena shouted, seeing Heero fall forward, not only seeing his strength weaken but a tremble go through his body.
Voices hit him like he was six feet under water.
"Quatre, snap out of it!" Trowa shouted, shaking the quivering blonde as he gasped in pain, spasms rocking his body.
Darkness swam in his vision as he couldn't breath, trying to but nothing in his body properly working. His lungs burned with the need for longer and larger breaths of oxygen and Heero never knew just how precious oxygen was.
The blood pounded through his ears and he heard Relena scream and Duo cry out at him also. He could distantly feel hands on his chest, trying to push down but he couldn't understand.
Everything was so hazy and he just wanted sleep, so why wouldn't they…let…him…? He was so tired…
"Heero!" Duo cried, dropping to his knees to feel for a pulse as chaos ensued in the classroom. The barely there pulse was a tell tale sign to Duo that something was terribly wrong.
Darkness called to him over the hazy atmosphere, caressing him and welcoming him.
Heero's panting breaths shortened and slowed and Hermione rushed to their side, trying to help the handsome yet silent boy.
With a weak and tired smile on his face, he closed his eyes and welcomed it with open arms.
Removing her wand, she tried every spell she could think of, a shock going through the teen's body every time.
Heero pulled away from the darkness, shocks sparking through his body as he clenched his hands, muscles tense for the next shock. It never came. He relaxed, the soothing and calm presence of the lingering darkness calming him almost instantaneously.
Then, Heero's hazy eyes closed and Duo and Relena stopped moving, eyes wide.
He saw a light, warm and beckoning to him over the sea of darkness. He squinted his eyes and looked closer, thinking he saw some figures that looked like Relena and Duo. Something pulled him away from them. His weakened body could do nothing as he was pulled from the light. A dark and slightly pulsing pointed object looming behind him, dragging him closer and closer.
"He's not breathing," Duo said, his words cutting through the shouts and the screams in the classroom as some students rushed out of the room once more. He turned to look at Relena with wide cobalt eyes, as time seemed to freeze, "He doesn't have a pulse."
TBC
1- Das Krystall ist meine- (Deutsche AKA German) means 'That crystal is mine!'
Okay, since my sister just yelled at me; 'You killed Heero!' (cht. As if that's possible) for the record, and the many reviews/flames that will say 'die, baka!' I didn't kill him...yet... muahahah! Or Relena. Or Duo. Yet...
Lockea! I really hope that you feel better! Best of wishes to you! Okay, if you didn't read the first author's note, 1xRx2 has been taken away from the votes (my pathedic excuse is above the story) so now it's down to 1xR or 1x2. Happy voting! My sister is counting down now...threatening me...! Ah!
By the way - Thank you, artgirl150 for being my beta reader! I know it must have been a pain for you to deal with me fixing and rambling about trying to send it and my (late...it died) computer.
Hope y'all liked the chapter!
Love, Red Tail