Author's note: Hi, This is a repost.
Someone found some mistakes in this chapter.
So I went back and fixed them.
Arigato!
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Weissangel24
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Chapter three
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"How is he?" Trowa demanded.
"He is overworked, stressed, exhausted, malnourished and extremely thin." The doctor frowned. "But that's not what has me worried. . ."
"What is it?"
"His brain waves are unusual."
"How so?" The banged boy's emerald eyes narrowed dangerously.
The doctor shrugged, "They're irregular, and very high. In a normal person, I'd be very concerned. However, I noticed that in past scans, they're also high. . . is he a newtype?"
"Why?" Trowa asked suspiciously.
"That'd make sense then. . . the heightened brain waves may indicate that his gifts are growing. . ."
"I never said he was a-" Trowa snapped angrily, before he realized what the doctor had said, "Growing? How?"
The doctor shrugged, "I can't be sure, but I'm positive that it's the cause of his blackouts and dizzy spells that your braided friend told me about."
"Can I see him?"
"He's still sedated, and we have him on an I.V. to help replenish nutrients he lacks. . . I'll allow you to see him, but only for a little while."
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A.C. 185 Winner Estates L4
"What is it?" the boy asked frowning at the large quantity of water. He was careful not to get too close to the edge.
"It's a swimming pool, silly boy." Isis replied with a giggle.
"A swimming pool?"
"Think of it as a large bathtub. . . Only you wear a swimsuit and there are other people."
"I dun think I like it."
"Don't be ridiculous. It's a lot of fun, especially when we get the slide put in."
"But why all the water?"
" 'Cause you can't swim in sand." Isis snickered.
Quatre shrugged, "Whatever, Isis."
"Father said that we can use the pool after lunch."
"I dun no. . ." the small boy shook his head uncertainly. "It looks scary."
"Don't be such a baby." The girl sneered.
"I'm not!" Quatre glared, "I'm 5 ½!"
"Yeah, so?" Isis shot back, "You'll always be a baby."
"Nuh-uh!" tears welled up in the corners of the boy's eyes. His bottom lip quivered slightly.
"Aw, is my iddy-biddy baby brother gonna cry now?"
"N-n-no. . ." Quatre sniffled back a hiccuping sob. "Y-y-you're just being mean!"
"No. . ." Isis sneered, "This is being mean!" and she shoved her brother in the direction of the water.
"AAAHHHHHH!" The boy screamed, struggling to keep his balance and out of the water. "ISIS! HELP!"
The girl shrugged and grinned evily, "Since you asked so nicely. . ."
An invisible force slammed into the boy. "ISIS!" he cried before finding himself completely submerged. Terror seized the boy when water filled his mouth as he sunk deeper. He tried kicking, but his body wouldn't obey him. It was like something held him against his will. 'Isis! Help me!' He silently pleaded. Tears burned behind his eyes, 'Father? Anybody!'
Isis stood above the pool, watching the life drain from her little brother. 'I should help him.' She thought briefly before shear terror flooded her. "QUATRE!" she screamed, grabbing the sides of her head, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Her screams turned into shrieks, "STOP IT, QUATRE! STOP! GET OUT!" Her own power kicked in, trying to force the emotional intrusion away, "STOP IT QUATRE! LEAVE ME ALONE!" the girl let out a blood curdling scream.
And suddenly it was quiet.
Exhausted, Isis fell in an unconscious heap at the edge of the pool. At the bottom of the pool, the small blonde boy lay, waiting for death to claim him.
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Mr. Winner looked at his daughters with concern, "Soria, Kisa- are you alright?"
"Y-Yes, father. . ." came the frightened reply of his younger teenagers.
"What happened?" Soria whimpered.
'Yes, what did happen?' Mr. Winner frowned. He surveyed the room. The staff, his children, and even himself had suddenly been struck with the sense of not being able to breathe. A large amount of panic had followed, and then suddenly, it was gone. 'So what the hell just happened?'
", where's Quatre?" He demanded.
The girl looked confused for a moment, "Um. . ." she pondered, "I think Isis wanted to show him the pool. . ."
"DAMN!" Mr. Winner swore, running outside, "QUATRE!?" He called, as he searched the estate heading towards the pool. "Where are you, Son? ANSWER ME!"
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Isis moaned, her sapphire eyes fluttering open. "What happened?" She wondered.
"Isis!" Mr. Winner gathered her into his arms, "Where's Quatre? Where's your brother?"
"Quatre?" The child frowned, "Quatre fell in the pool. . ."
Mr. Winner paled as he noticed a golden haired figure floating near the bottom. Without a second thought, he pushed Isis to the ground and dove in after is son.
After what seemed like forever, Mr. Winner resurfaced, and pushed his lifeless son onto the grass. "Come on, Son. . ." He coaxed, kneeling beside him and beginning CPR on the small child.
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A.C. 197 Saint Gabriel Medical Institute Earth
Quatre woke with a start. He gasped hungrily for air, and he couldn't stop shaking. He tried to sit up, but someone strong was holding him down. Disoriented and slightly panicked, the boy began to fight, desperately trying to free himself.
"Quatre, calm down!" A worried voice commanded, "It's me!"
"T-Trowa?" the blonde whispered, finally recognizing his koi and stilling.
"Daijaibu ka?"
"Trowa?" The smaller boy repeated, still trying to catch his breath.
"Yes, Little one. . ." The banged boy nodded, brushing the blonde's bangs out of his eyes.
"W-Where?" He strained to sit up, despite Trowa's objections.
"The hospital. You passed out at the pizza shop. . . remember?" the banged boy studied him intently.
Slowly, the blonde nodded, "Hai. . . I remember that. . . they. . . they injected me with something. . . Duo . . . He. . . He told them to. . .He. . .Betrayed me. . ." Quatre shook his head, and buried his face in his hands, "I'm confused. . . I thought. . . I thought I was underwater. . .I couldn't breathe. . .I. . ."
"It's okay now, Quatre." Trowa tried to soothe, "You're safe now. . . Duo didn't betray you, he was just looking out for you. . . He was worried."
"I. . ." The boy shook his head, "I don't remember. . . I. . .I was in water. . . I couldn't swim. . ."
"Quatre." Trowa addressed, lifting the smaller boy's chin, "Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and calm your nerves." The blonde complied. When he opened them again, he was serene. "You haven't been in water, Quatre. Not since your shower earlier today." The boy nodded, "Daijoubu ka?" Trowa asked again.
Quatre smiled, "Hai, daijoubu."
"Good." The banged boy breathed with relief, kissing the blonde's forehead. "You had me worried."
"Gomen ne. . ." Quatre whispered, leaning against his love's chest. "I didn't mean to."
Trowa wrapped his arms around the boy's thin shoulders, "I know, Little one."
"Trowa?" Quatre began, looking up at the taller boy.
"I'll get Sally to sign your release papers." Trowa finished, a slight smile on his face, "But you will rest, and you will take at least the rest of this week off from work to do so."
"I couldn't do that!" Quatre denied. "Winner Enterprises is one thing, my files will keep; but the Preventers need me to complete this assignment! Lady Une insisted!"
"Then you'll stay here." Trowa said matter-of-factly.
"You can't do that! I can't do that!" the Arabian protested.
Trowa sighed, "Quatre, those are your choices. Your only choices." Quatre stuck his tongue out at the banged boy. "Real mature, Quatre." Trowa smirked, "I can talk to Une. Take your place on the assignment, at least until you've rested." He looked sternly at his Koi.
The blue-eyed boy had locked the emerald-eyed one into a staring contest of wills. Quatre knew, however, that against Trowa, there was no winning. Eventually, with a defeated sigh, and a slight sulk, the blonde finally relented, nodding his head in agreement. "Okay, Trowa. . .I'll take the time off. . ." He whispered, "Just please, get me out of here?"
The banged boy leaned down and captured the blonde's mouth in a sweet, loving kiss. "I'll be right back." He whispered back, before leaving the room.
Two minutes later, he returned. "Everything's in order." He said, handing the blonde his clothes. "Also, the limo will be here in about twenty minutes."
Quatre nodded as he dressed himself. "Arigato, Trowa."
"It's what I'm here for." The boy replied, slipping his arms around the other boy's waist, and resting his chin on the blonde's thin shoulder.
"What would I ever do without you?" Quatre asked, leaning up and kissing the banged boy.
"I don't even want to think about that." Trowa replied in all seriousness.
Quatre smiled softly, "I know, I'm sorry."
"So what will you do on this forced upon vacation?" The banged boy asked.
Quatre quirked an eyebrow, "Is this a trick question?"
"Yes."
"I don't know." He answered in all honesty. "Maybe I'll read, or enjoy my art?"
Trowa smiled, "Sounds good."
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To be continued. . .
Author's Notes: Thanks to all who review ^-^!
Syaoran-Lover- I wanted to thank you for your name suggestions, and I'm glad that I made you happy. ^-^
I've always liked the name Isis, and recently I've been doing some research about her. So far, from what I understand, Isis is an Egyptian goddess that is often represented by a cat. She is known as a protective mother figure and guardian of the dead. Isis is often seen as part of a triad with Osiris (king of the dead and Isis' brother/husband) and Horas (king of the living and Osiris and Isis' son). She is supposed to have had magical powers, and had brought her brother/husband back to life after her other brother (Seth) had killed him. Egyptians believed that you could not go to the afterlife with Osiris unless you could convince Isis and Horas that you were a good enough person.
(Please if anybody sees anything wrong with my understanding of Isis, don't hesitate to correct me, just be nice about it. ~-~;.)
^-^ Weissangel24
Someone found some mistakes in this chapter.
So I went back and fixed them.
Arigato!
^-^
Weissangel24
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Chapter three
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"How is he?" Trowa demanded.
"He is overworked, stressed, exhausted, malnourished and extremely thin." The doctor frowned. "But that's not what has me worried. . ."
"What is it?"
"His brain waves are unusual."
"How so?" The banged boy's emerald eyes narrowed dangerously.
The doctor shrugged, "They're irregular, and very high. In a normal person, I'd be very concerned. However, I noticed that in past scans, they're also high. . . is he a newtype?"
"Why?" Trowa asked suspiciously.
"That'd make sense then. . . the heightened brain waves may indicate that his gifts are growing. . ."
"I never said he was a-" Trowa snapped angrily, before he realized what the doctor had said, "Growing? How?"
The doctor shrugged, "I can't be sure, but I'm positive that it's the cause of his blackouts and dizzy spells that your braided friend told me about."
"Can I see him?"
"He's still sedated, and we have him on an I.V. to help replenish nutrients he lacks. . . I'll allow you to see him, but only for a little while."
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A.C. 185 Winner Estates L4
"What is it?" the boy asked frowning at the large quantity of water. He was careful not to get too close to the edge.
"It's a swimming pool, silly boy." Isis replied with a giggle.
"A swimming pool?"
"Think of it as a large bathtub. . . Only you wear a swimsuit and there are other people."
"I dun think I like it."
"Don't be ridiculous. It's a lot of fun, especially when we get the slide put in."
"But why all the water?"
" 'Cause you can't swim in sand." Isis snickered.
Quatre shrugged, "Whatever, Isis."
"Father said that we can use the pool after lunch."
"I dun no. . ." the small boy shook his head uncertainly. "It looks scary."
"Don't be such a baby." The girl sneered.
"I'm not!" Quatre glared, "I'm 5 ½!"
"Yeah, so?" Isis shot back, "You'll always be a baby."
"Nuh-uh!" tears welled up in the corners of the boy's eyes. His bottom lip quivered slightly.
"Aw, is my iddy-biddy baby brother gonna cry now?"
"N-n-no. . ." Quatre sniffled back a hiccuping sob. "Y-y-you're just being mean!"
"No. . ." Isis sneered, "This is being mean!" and she shoved her brother in the direction of the water.
"AAAHHHHHH!" The boy screamed, struggling to keep his balance and out of the water. "ISIS! HELP!"
The girl shrugged and grinned evily, "Since you asked so nicely. . ."
An invisible force slammed into the boy. "ISIS!" he cried before finding himself completely submerged. Terror seized the boy when water filled his mouth as he sunk deeper. He tried kicking, but his body wouldn't obey him. It was like something held him against his will. 'Isis! Help me!' He silently pleaded. Tears burned behind his eyes, 'Father? Anybody!'
Isis stood above the pool, watching the life drain from her little brother. 'I should help him.' She thought briefly before shear terror flooded her. "QUATRE!" she screamed, grabbing the sides of her head, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Her screams turned into shrieks, "STOP IT, QUATRE! STOP! GET OUT!" Her own power kicked in, trying to force the emotional intrusion away, "STOP IT QUATRE! LEAVE ME ALONE!" the girl let out a blood curdling scream.
And suddenly it was quiet.
Exhausted, Isis fell in an unconscious heap at the edge of the pool. At the bottom of the pool, the small blonde boy lay, waiting for death to claim him.
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Mr. Winner looked at his daughters with concern, "Soria, Kisa- are you alright?"
"Y-Yes, father. . ." came the frightened reply of his younger teenagers.
"What happened?" Soria whimpered.
'Yes, what did happen?' Mr. Winner frowned. He surveyed the room. The staff, his children, and even himself had suddenly been struck with the sense of not being able to breathe. A large amount of panic had followed, and then suddenly, it was gone. 'So what the hell just happened?'
", where's Quatre?" He demanded.
The girl looked confused for a moment, "Um. . ." she pondered, "I think Isis wanted to show him the pool. . ."
"DAMN!" Mr. Winner swore, running outside, "QUATRE!?" He called, as he searched the estate heading towards the pool. "Where are you, Son? ANSWER ME!"
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Isis moaned, her sapphire eyes fluttering open. "What happened?" She wondered.
"Isis!" Mr. Winner gathered her into his arms, "Where's Quatre? Where's your brother?"
"Quatre?" The child frowned, "Quatre fell in the pool. . ."
Mr. Winner paled as he noticed a golden haired figure floating near the bottom. Without a second thought, he pushed Isis to the ground and dove in after is son.
After what seemed like forever, Mr. Winner resurfaced, and pushed his lifeless son onto the grass. "Come on, Son. . ." He coaxed, kneeling beside him and beginning CPR on the small child.
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A.C. 197 Saint Gabriel Medical Institute Earth
Quatre woke with a start. He gasped hungrily for air, and he couldn't stop shaking. He tried to sit up, but someone strong was holding him down. Disoriented and slightly panicked, the boy began to fight, desperately trying to free himself.
"Quatre, calm down!" A worried voice commanded, "It's me!"
"T-Trowa?" the blonde whispered, finally recognizing his koi and stilling.
"Daijaibu ka?"
"Trowa?" The smaller boy repeated, still trying to catch his breath.
"Yes, Little one. . ." The banged boy nodded, brushing the blonde's bangs out of his eyes.
"W-Where?" He strained to sit up, despite Trowa's objections.
"The hospital. You passed out at the pizza shop. . . remember?" the banged boy studied him intently.
Slowly, the blonde nodded, "Hai. . . I remember that. . . they. . . they injected me with something. . . Duo . . . He. . . He told them to. . .He. . .Betrayed me. . ." Quatre shook his head, and buried his face in his hands, "I'm confused. . . I thought. . . I thought I was underwater. . .I couldn't breathe. . .I. . ."
"It's okay now, Quatre." Trowa tried to soothe, "You're safe now. . . Duo didn't betray you, he was just looking out for you. . . He was worried."
"I. . ." The boy shook his head, "I don't remember. . . I. . .I was in water. . . I couldn't swim. . ."
"Quatre." Trowa addressed, lifting the smaller boy's chin, "Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and calm your nerves." The blonde complied. When he opened them again, he was serene. "You haven't been in water, Quatre. Not since your shower earlier today." The boy nodded, "Daijoubu ka?" Trowa asked again.
Quatre smiled, "Hai, daijoubu."
"Good." The banged boy breathed with relief, kissing the blonde's forehead. "You had me worried."
"Gomen ne. . ." Quatre whispered, leaning against his love's chest. "I didn't mean to."
Trowa wrapped his arms around the boy's thin shoulders, "I know, Little one."
"Trowa?" Quatre began, looking up at the taller boy.
"I'll get Sally to sign your release papers." Trowa finished, a slight smile on his face, "But you will rest, and you will take at least the rest of this week off from work to do so."
"I couldn't do that!" Quatre denied. "Winner Enterprises is one thing, my files will keep; but the Preventers need me to complete this assignment! Lady Une insisted!"
"Then you'll stay here." Trowa said matter-of-factly.
"You can't do that! I can't do that!" the Arabian protested.
Trowa sighed, "Quatre, those are your choices. Your only choices." Quatre stuck his tongue out at the banged boy. "Real mature, Quatre." Trowa smirked, "I can talk to Une. Take your place on the assignment, at least until you've rested." He looked sternly at his Koi.
The blue-eyed boy had locked the emerald-eyed one into a staring contest of wills. Quatre knew, however, that against Trowa, there was no winning. Eventually, with a defeated sigh, and a slight sulk, the blonde finally relented, nodding his head in agreement. "Okay, Trowa. . .I'll take the time off. . ." He whispered, "Just please, get me out of here?"
The banged boy leaned down and captured the blonde's mouth in a sweet, loving kiss. "I'll be right back." He whispered back, before leaving the room.
Two minutes later, he returned. "Everything's in order." He said, handing the blonde his clothes. "Also, the limo will be here in about twenty minutes."
Quatre nodded as he dressed himself. "Arigato, Trowa."
"It's what I'm here for." The boy replied, slipping his arms around the other boy's waist, and resting his chin on the blonde's thin shoulder.
"What would I ever do without you?" Quatre asked, leaning up and kissing the banged boy.
"I don't even want to think about that." Trowa replied in all seriousness.
Quatre smiled softly, "I know, I'm sorry."
"So what will you do on this forced upon vacation?" The banged boy asked.
Quatre quirked an eyebrow, "Is this a trick question?"
"Yes."
"I don't know." He answered in all honesty. "Maybe I'll read, or enjoy my art?"
Trowa smiled, "Sounds good."
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To be continued. . .
Author's Notes: Thanks to all who review ^-^!
Syaoran-Lover- I wanted to thank you for your name suggestions, and I'm glad that I made you happy. ^-^
I've always liked the name Isis, and recently I've been doing some research about her. So far, from what I understand, Isis is an Egyptian goddess that is often represented by a cat. She is known as a protective mother figure and guardian of the dead. Isis is often seen as part of a triad with Osiris (king of the dead and Isis' brother/husband) and Horas (king of the living and Osiris and Isis' son). She is supposed to have had magical powers, and had brought her brother/husband back to life after her other brother (Seth) had killed him. Egyptians believed that you could not go to the afterlife with Osiris unless you could convince Isis and Horas that you were a good enough person.
(Please if anybody sees anything wrong with my understanding of Isis, don't hesitate to correct me, just be nice about it. ~-~;.)
^-^ Weissangel24