Inner Strength
Chapter 8
By: siren
Author's notes- SUPRISED! The chapter came out so early! As soon as I saw that I had gotten the 10 reviews I asked for, I started writing this RIGHT AWAY! I hope you're happy. Some people asked me if I would make the chapters longer, but it really just depends on what I think goes best for the chapter. It may be long, or it may be short. I was just so preoccupied with writing long chapters before, that it took me forever to get them out. Now you have 2 options. Long chapters, but few and far between, or short chapters, that I post regularly? It's really up to you. I also wanted to thank Midnight Lady for being my editor. It really helped me alot! You should REALLY read her stories too!
Disclaimer-not mine!
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Wufei sped through the woods, pissed. It had been a routine mission, but something had gone wrong. They had been waiting for me at the base, and seemed to know that I was coming. There were almost no mobile dolls outside, but once I got inside, the base was swarming with Oz soldiers. I had barely gotten out of there alive, and now I was escaping as fast as I could on my motorcycle.
The worst part was that they had seen my face before I managed to escape, and by now it was probably running all over the news. NOW I had to go into hiding, or change my appearance! If that wasn't bad ENOUGH it turned out to be some weak onna who had started all of my problems in the first place! When the guards had caught me, and brought me into her office, she had asked some VERY strange questions. She told me some nonsense about the braided baka, and some silver haired onna that she said had been 'dealt with.' She wanted to know who they were, and what they were doing in a hospital, or something like that. I really didn't pay any attention to what she was saying, I was more worried about finding a way of escape. I just assumed that they were telling me about some problems the braided baka had had on his last mission.
What did that have to do with me though? Did she think that I knew anything about it? And what was so important about some silver-haired onna that she would have been with Duo, and needed to be 'dealt with'?
These questions swirled through my mind as I sped through the forest. I was so preoccupied with them, that I almost missed in the road before it was too late. I veered off to the side, barely avoiding hitting it. My motorcycle crashed right into a tree for my efforts!
I got up, and dusted myself off. There were no injuries, so I walked over to see what it was that I nearly hit. I was expecting to find a rabbit or something. I wasn't expecting what I found though. 'WHAT. IS. SOME. WEAK. ONNA. DOING. SLEEPING. BY. THE. SIDE. OF. THE. ROAD?!'
My face turned red with anger. 'Doesn't she know she could get run over?!' I walk over to her, and try to wake her up. If it was her fault I crashed my bike in the first place, the least I could do was wake her up, and enjoy the pleasure of yelling at her for a while. "Wake up!" I shouted at her...no response. I shouted at her for a few minutes, but I still got the same result. Getting more irritated, I walked closer to her, leaned down, and yelled "WAKE UP WEAK ONNA!" right in her face. Still no response. I stood back, and nudged her a couple of times in the stomach with my foot to see if she would wake up, or even if she was still alive. I guess I don't know my own strength, because she did wake up...screaming. She opened her eyes part way and I saw her look down at herself, and I was as surprised as she to see that she was now covered in blood. I look in shock at her stomach, which before had been fine, seeping blood all over the ground. 'What have I done?'
I hear her moan in pain from the wound. Her eyes were unfocused and she looked in agony. I kneel down next to her, and gently (AN: Way OCC) look to see just where the wound was. It was under her shirt, and so I lift it up just enough to get a good look at it. I couldn't help but stare in surprise at the wound for a moment. It looked fresh, and the bandages were coming off. I remove the bandages completely, they were only in the way now. I probe the wound to see just how bad it really was. The answer just made me stare at the girl with newfound respect. 'Why is she still alive? No one should be alive with this bad of a stab wound, and there was no way some weak onna would be alive!' I tear of a piece of her skirt, and use it as a makeshift bandage. I bind it up, and prepare to take her with me. I normally wouldn't bother to take her with me, but I found a respect for her that I didn't think I could ever find for some onna. Just the fact that she was still alive, was enough to make me respect her 'at least a little'.
Besides, what kind of man would I be if I left some onna to die by the side of the road? Only some honorless worm with no sense of justice would ever do that. I go to my bike, and righten it. Seeing that there was no real damage, I wheel it over to the woman, and pick her up. I try not to move her too much from how she was, and lifted her up. I got on my bike and gently set her on my lap. I started riding off into the direction of Quatre's mansion. It was the closest place that I could find her help, and I had noticed when I saw her that she had silver hair. It could very well be the woman they were talking about. If she was, the only place that either of us would be welcome was at Quatre's.
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I stare through the haze of pain, at the man who had helped me. It hurt so much...but I felt that he was concerned with healing me. I wanted to go to my place, no HIS place so badly. I know now that the gray place is real, and belongs to a man named Kanisha. I slowly let go of consciousness, and embrace the peace, or at least lack of pain that the place offered me. I was also hoping to see that strange man again. There were so many questions I wanted to ask him, and I REALLY needed the answers. There was a hope I hadn't expected though...before I wanted to die because I had nothing to live for, but now Heero could be alive...Just that one hope, was enough to make me want to live again.
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I know, it's not really a cliffhanger, and it was short. At least you didn't have to wait a month for it though! I'm hoping to get a chapter out a week, but I don't think that will happen if I don't get at least 10 reviews per chapter. I can wait for months!
I NEED 10 REVIEWS FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER TO COME OUT!
Remember to email me at sirencalling@yahoo.com I love email, and will ALWAYS respond to a message! I promise! Ja ne
Chapter 8
By: siren
Author's notes- SUPRISED! The chapter came out so early! As soon as I saw that I had gotten the 10 reviews I asked for, I started writing this RIGHT AWAY! I hope you're happy. Some people asked me if I would make the chapters longer, but it really just depends on what I think goes best for the chapter. It may be long, or it may be short. I was just so preoccupied with writing long chapters before, that it took me forever to get them out. Now you have 2 options. Long chapters, but few and far between, or short chapters, that I post regularly? It's really up to you. I also wanted to thank Midnight Lady for being my editor. It really helped me alot! You should REALLY read her stories too!
Disclaimer-not mine!
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Wufei sped through the woods, pissed. It had been a routine mission, but something had gone wrong. They had been waiting for me at the base, and seemed to know that I was coming. There were almost no mobile dolls outside, but once I got inside, the base was swarming with Oz soldiers. I had barely gotten out of there alive, and now I was escaping as fast as I could on my motorcycle.
The worst part was that they had seen my face before I managed to escape, and by now it was probably running all over the news. NOW I had to go into hiding, or change my appearance! If that wasn't bad ENOUGH it turned out to be some weak onna who had started all of my problems in the first place! When the guards had caught me, and brought me into her office, she had asked some VERY strange questions. She told me some nonsense about the braided baka, and some silver haired onna that she said had been 'dealt with.' She wanted to know who they were, and what they were doing in a hospital, or something like that. I really didn't pay any attention to what she was saying, I was more worried about finding a way of escape. I just assumed that they were telling me about some problems the braided baka had had on his last mission.
What did that have to do with me though? Did she think that I knew anything about it? And what was so important about some silver-haired onna that she would have been with Duo, and needed to be 'dealt with'?
These questions swirled through my mind as I sped through the forest. I was so preoccupied with them, that I almost missed in the road before it was too late. I veered off to the side, barely avoiding hitting it. My motorcycle crashed right into a tree for my efforts!
I got up, and dusted myself off. There were no injuries, so I walked over to see what it was that I nearly hit. I was expecting to find a rabbit or something. I wasn't expecting what I found though. 'WHAT. IS. SOME. WEAK. ONNA. DOING. SLEEPING. BY. THE. SIDE. OF. THE. ROAD?!'
My face turned red with anger. 'Doesn't she know she could get run over?!' I walk over to her, and try to wake her up. If it was her fault I crashed my bike in the first place, the least I could do was wake her up, and enjoy the pleasure of yelling at her for a while. "Wake up!" I shouted at her...no response. I shouted at her for a few minutes, but I still got the same result. Getting more irritated, I walked closer to her, leaned down, and yelled "WAKE UP WEAK ONNA!" right in her face. Still no response. I stood back, and nudged her a couple of times in the stomach with my foot to see if she would wake up, or even if she was still alive. I guess I don't know my own strength, because she did wake up...screaming. She opened her eyes part way and I saw her look down at herself, and I was as surprised as she to see that she was now covered in blood. I look in shock at her stomach, which before had been fine, seeping blood all over the ground. 'What have I done?'
I hear her moan in pain from the wound. Her eyes were unfocused and she looked in agony. I kneel down next to her, and gently (AN: Way OCC) look to see just where the wound was. It was under her shirt, and so I lift it up just enough to get a good look at it. I couldn't help but stare in surprise at the wound for a moment. It looked fresh, and the bandages were coming off. I remove the bandages completely, they were only in the way now. I probe the wound to see just how bad it really was. The answer just made me stare at the girl with newfound respect. 'Why is she still alive? No one should be alive with this bad of a stab wound, and there was no way some weak onna would be alive!' I tear of a piece of her skirt, and use it as a makeshift bandage. I bind it up, and prepare to take her with me. I normally wouldn't bother to take her with me, but I found a respect for her that I didn't think I could ever find for some onna. Just the fact that she was still alive, was enough to make me respect her 'at least a little'.
Besides, what kind of man would I be if I left some onna to die by the side of the road? Only some honorless worm with no sense of justice would ever do that. I go to my bike, and righten it. Seeing that there was no real damage, I wheel it over to the woman, and pick her up. I try not to move her too much from how she was, and lifted her up. I got on my bike and gently set her on my lap. I started riding off into the direction of Quatre's mansion. It was the closest place that I could find her help, and I had noticed when I saw her that she had silver hair. It could very well be the woman they were talking about. If she was, the only place that either of us would be welcome was at Quatre's.
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I stare through the haze of pain, at the man who had helped me. It hurt so much...but I felt that he was concerned with healing me. I wanted to go to my place, no HIS place so badly. I know now that the gray place is real, and belongs to a man named Kanisha. I slowly let go of consciousness, and embrace the peace, or at least lack of pain that the place offered me. I was also hoping to see that strange man again. There were so many questions I wanted to ask him, and I REALLY needed the answers. There was a hope I hadn't expected though...before I wanted to die because I had nothing to live for, but now Heero could be alive...Just that one hope, was enough to make me want to live again.
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I know, it's not really a cliffhanger, and it was short. At least you didn't have to wait a month for it though! I'm hoping to get a chapter out a week, but I don't think that will happen if I don't get at least 10 reviews per chapter. I can wait for months!
I NEED 10 REVIEWS FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER TO COME OUT!
Remember to email me at sirencalling@yahoo.com I love email, and will ALWAYS respond to a message! I promise! Ja ne