Authors Notes- OH MY GOSH! I can't believe I forgot! I was GOING TO answer Mars Fire Goddesses question about the scouts, but I wrote the last chapter in about 15 minutes, and posted it so soon I completely forgot to add that little note she asked for. In answer to that question, I'm really not sure. I wasn't planning on having the Rei chapter, but I decided at last minute I might as well put it in. I might do that again, I'm really not sure. I can promise this though...if I don't have them in this story, if I write a sequel, they will be in THAT one. Thanks for the reviews, and for baring with my crappy recent chapters, and my little poem. Sometimes, you get an idea, and you just have to write it. You really should have looked for the foreshadowing in the poem though, you might have found some clues as to what is going to happen later.
PS HELLO! MARS FIRE GODDESS! WHERE ARE YOU! I read what you had to say about my story, and I felt like I wanted to thank you, or read your stories or something. But I can't find you ANYWHERE! If you could give me your email address I would really appreciate it!
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Flashback
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If someone didn't know what was happening, they would think that nothing had changed. The short young man, with brown hair and cobalt blue eyes didn't change at all. He was sitting there, in a hard wooden chair one second, and the next he was still there, his appearance hadn't changed, and he hadn't made any sound. But looks could be deceiving, and as Heero once again entered the body he had abandoned long ago, he knew his life would never be the same again.
He didn't feel very different, he looked much the same as he did in the dream world, but for the first in years he felt a real physical sensation. He felt the slight wind on his cheek, blowing his hair, and he smelt the old musty smell of old closets. All in all...he just felt real...
In the shadow world, there was something that resembled true touch and smell, but like the world it was named for, these feelings were only a shadow of what they were in the real world, and weren't really comparable. Then abruptly in this new place all of his senses were suddenly bombarded with so many lights, and colors. Even in the drab apartment he found himself sitting in, there entire world was just so vibrant and full of color...for a moment he found himself wondering why he ever left such a beautiful place, and then he remembered.
He left because there was no choice, and if he had stayed he would have never been able to see the color, or the world like he did now. He left to save himself, and he came back to save all of those others. He left his Usa...Heero mentally slapped himself. He couldn't allow himself to think about the woman he loved. If he did he would break down and start beating himself for what he had done... She would most likely be looking for him right now...
With a strength of will he didn't even know he possessed, he made himself stop thinking about her, and focus on the task at hand. He would need to find the man that filled his childhood's nightmares, and quit. It should be simple, just walk up to the old man, and say `I'm finished' and that would be it...so easy.
Going over to the computer that was sitting in the corner, he put the laptop on (BUM BUM BUM) his lap.
Part of his education was how to deal with computers and other modern devices, so it was no problem to hack into the top-secret files, by finally using the password `bottled eggs'. Mere moments after he entered the file he found his mission. He was supposed to destroy a place called Vergennes. A small city in the middle of no where. The only significance of this place was that here was where the Oz general Treize grew up. That was all the file said, so Heero assumed that they felt no need to bother explaining anything to someone that they had complete and total control of.
Now all he had to do was find out where he was, and where he needed to go. He knew where Dr. J was based 9 years ago, but things change in that much time.
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Heero had found a motorcycle outside the apartment, and assuming it was his, mainly because he had the key, he got on and started riding. At first he had some trouble with the strange machine, but he always had a gift with these sort of things and soon had the machine under control. He knew he should've boarded a plane for the trip, but he felt no need to. Now that there was no way that town could be destroyed, he decided to take the scenic route. He needed time to collect his thoughts, and a nice long drive would be just the thing. Besides which, he wanted so much to see some more of the world, the green grass, and blue sky. He needed something to get him mind off of what he had just done.
It took his about 5 days to reach the underground base that Heero knew would be the only place to face an old fear, and confront a man that so ruthlessly killed, and so easily destroyed.
It looked like a simple old house in the middle of a prairie. Not a livable place for more than mice, and unnoticed by all unless they knew to look for it. He went over to the front door, and without bothering to knock, walked inside.
The inside looked as ratty as the outside did, but Heero didn't let that stop him. He went straight to the far-left corner, and inspected it. He looked at the ratty walls, and shabby rug. After only a few minutes he noticed that there was an imperfection that was different than all of the others he saw. He didn't know why, but it just stuck out at him. A slight discoloration in the dark wood. Lifting his hand to the wood, he gently pushed it in.
Before he had time to collect his barings, Heero felt the floor drop out from under him, and he started moving downward. There was a slightly queasy feeling in his stomach from the abrupt motion, but he didn't let that show on his face. It was a whole new feeling, but he had come accustomed to them, and had become almost used to new things.
When he finally stopped his downward decent, he realized that he was in a white room. Everywhere he looked he saw a bright white color, blinding in its intensity. He shaded his eyes for a minute to mute the glare, and give him time to get used to the light...but he never had time to do so, because with a sharp stab of pain in the back of his skull, all he knew was darkness.
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End Flashback
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And that was when they threw him in the cell he had been in for days now. He was surrounded by absolute darkness, which he hadn't had for 9 years. His eyes and his soul were used to the muted gray world. There was no absolute light, and no absolute darkness. Just the comftorable shadows. When he was in the darkness, he felt like he was suffocating. It seemed to press at him, pulling him down.
At least that was like it was for the first day he was there. The day the questions had started. "Why didn't you complete your mission?" "Why have you changed?" "What happened to you?" so many questions, and no answers that they would ever accept. He tried at first to say that he quit, but the voices just said that he couldn't quit. This was his life and there was no way he could leave. When he was a child these voices seemed so forceful, so commanding. Now he knew different, he knew this wasn't his life, and that there was something else out there. They were just an annoyance.
Over time he stopped seeing the darkness in the cell as oppressing. In fact, soon it began to be like a warm comforter, taking away some of the stress of his life, and making it easier to think. He knew that he couldn't stay there forever, yet he wasn't in a particular hurry to leave. He didn't have anything waiting for him, and here was as good as any other place. With Usagi out of his life forever, he had nothing pressing to do. He would live, and go on breathing, but there was nothing he needed to do. He could explore this new place, the world, and dimension he had never really been able to know, even is it was here that he was born. He could of, but he had the strangest feeling of slump. Like he didn't want to do anything, and would just as well lay there and die. A depressing empty feeling, a feeling of nothingness, as once again he felt like a small speck in the world. A feeling of mortality, that he hadn't felt since he was only 7 years old.
Whatever he did though, he would need to do something...just not right now. Later. And with that he slept, and in his dreams he was once again with his precious Usagi...but that was only a dream.
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(AN: this is for you firefly-chan, and all of the others who have asked for it.)
Quatre was just walking through the hallway, minding his own business, REALLY. He had absolutely NO INTENTIONS of going and spying on Amei to see what she was up to. It was none of HIS business that she had been so silent lately (not that she ever wasn't) or that he still had so many questions about her. She had only said a few words for the past couple of days since he had shown her the room, and he was really getting inpatient. But he really wasn't going to go spy on her...
Quatre crept down the hallway. He was almost there, and if no one heard him he might be able to open the door without anyone being the wiser. 10 feet, 9 feet, only five feet to go.
As he stepped on a loose board, Quatre cringed at the sound it made as it creaked. It sounded like thunder to his oversensitive ears in this time of strategy. Finally...he was there. He stood about 2 feet from the door of Amei's room. He was about to take that last step when...
*CRASH*
Quatre jumped back as fast as he could on reflex, but he still almost didn't miss getting hit by the blur that that sped past him faster than a car! He stood there; shaking his head in shock as his mind became accustomed to the new atmosphere. At first he didn't realize what it was that sped by him, but then it hit him, Amei...but how could she? He made sure to get her one of the slower wheelchairs so her recovery would have fewer chances of accidents. How could it go so fast? And the crazed look on her face as she sped by him made him tremble in fear.
MY HOUSE!
Running as fast as he could to try to catch up with the runaway chair (which wasn't nearly fast enough) he followed the trail of destruction that that GIRL had left for him. She seemed to have difficulty controlling her chair; either that or she was set on destroying his house on purpose! He passed broken vases, and ripped paintings. It looked like a tornado had come through here, but he knew it was something much worse. Apparently the quiet girl that seemed so sweet had another side that he had never considered...an evil side...
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"I'LL KILL YOU MAXWELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" An angry voice echoed through the halls, echoing off the echoes, filling the entire room, and the hallways with an echoing echo sound, the echos were so loud, the echoes filled the echoing hallway, filling everyone's ears with the echoes of the voice of the angry Chinese boy. (AN: if this doesn't make any sense to you, then ignore it. It's a private joke I promised to put in somewhere for my sister, and since I'm just in a crazy mood, I decided why not?)
Duo was running frantically through the hall (do you get that they're in a hallway?) trying to escape the crazed psycho from either killing him, or worse cutting off his braid! He was clutching his precious hair as he ran as fast as he could. How was he supposed to know that Wufei didn't like the smell of `Mermaids Flowers' in his cologne? It was just that his old `rampaging stallion' was really beginning to give him a headache! How was he ever supposed to know that Wufei would react so violently (not that this is a new thing.).
He could feel Wufei beginning to gain on him, his sword inching slower and slower to his braid. Duo was afraid. No one else was here to stop Wufei, and the crazed Chinese boy wouldn't hesitate given the chance. Sweat was running down his face as he continued to run. He was so caught up in his getaway that there was no way he could have seen Amei coming.
One minute he was running as fast as he could, and the next he heard screaming for him to GET OUT OF THE WAY. He tried to jump out of the way, but he was too late. The next thing he knew he was lying on the ground in a world of pain (the wheel chair ran over his big toe.) staring at the retreating back of the mystery girl. `Man was she going fast!' He thought to himself `But I thought that thing could only go about 5mph...'
Wufei closed in for the kill. He could feel his prey weakening, and it would all be over soon. He had just seen Maxwell turn around the corner, and knew that it wouldn't be long now until he could extract his vengeance for messing with his cologne. Giving him GIRLS PERFUME that made his smell like some WEAK ONNA! It wouldn't be long now...
His eyes were riveted on the bend, hoping to see if there would be any sight of a brown braid on the other side. What he saw wasn't what he expected though. Instead of seeing the stupid baka running AWAY from him, he instead saw a crazed onna coming TOWARDS him as fast as a car! He only got a brief look at her face, but the insane onna was smiling gleefully as she rode along, remote control in hand. Her expression changed as she saw him in front of her, and he knew instinctively that there was no way she could stop in time. Oh well...he though to himself, and proceeded to jump into the air as she approached, his feet almost grazing her head as she sped under him. Amei didn't stop when she went past him, but he did see her giving him a thumbs up sign over she shoulder as she sped away.
Oh no...Wufei though to himself. It's another Maxwell. How am I going to survive here?
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This last part doesn't have much to do with the story really. I just wanted to give a little fun for everyone, and lessen all of the tension! I'm also in a crazy mood right now, so don't mind me...la la la la la. I'm so tired. I should really go to sleep right now before I make you worried about the state of my sanity...
Review if you want the next chapter. Can't wait to hear what you have to say!
Email me at [1]sirencalling@yahoo.com for ANYTHING. I DON'T CARE IF ALL YOU SAY IS HI! EMAIL ME!!!!! (I'm an email freak...)
Ja ne!
References
1. mailto:sirencalling@yahoo.com
PS HELLO! MARS FIRE GODDESS! WHERE ARE YOU! I read what you had to say about my story, and I felt like I wanted to thank you, or read your stories or something. But I can't find you ANYWHERE! If you could give me your email address I would really appreciate it!
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Flashback
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If someone didn't know what was happening, they would think that nothing had changed. The short young man, with brown hair and cobalt blue eyes didn't change at all. He was sitting there, in a hard wooden chair one second, and the next he was still there, his appearance hadn't changed, and he hadn't made any sound. But looks could be deceiving, and as Heero once again entered the body he had abandoned long ago, he knew his life would never be the same again.
He didn't feel very different, he looked much the same as he did in the dream world, but for the first in years he felt a real physical sensation. He felt the slight wind on his cheek, blowing his hair, and he smelt the old musty smell of old closets. All in all...he just felt real...
In the shadow world, there was something that resembled true touch and smell, but like the world it was named for, these feelings were only a shadow of what they were in the real world, and weren't really comparable. Then abruptly in this new place all of his senses were suddenly bombarded with so many lights, and colors. Even in the drab apartment he found himself sitting in, there entire world was just so vibrant and full of color...for a moment he found himself wondering why he ever left such a beautiful place, and then he remembered.
He left because there was no choice, and if he had stayed he would have never been able to see the color, or the world like he did now. He left to save himself, and he came back to save all of those others. He left his Usa...Heero mentally slapped himself. He couldn't allow himself to think about the woman he loved. If he did he would break down and start beating himself for what he had done... She would most likely be looking for him right now...
With a strength of will he didn't even know he possessed, he made himself stop thinking about her, and focus on the task at hand. He would need to find the man that filled his childhood's nightmares, and quit. It should be simple, just walk up to the old man, and say `I'm finished' and that would be it...so easy.
Going over to the computer that was sitting in the corner, he put the laptop on (BUM BUM BUM) his lap.
Part of his education was how to deal with computers and other modern devices, so it was no problem to hack into the top-secret files, by finally using the password `bottled eggs'. Mere moments after he entered the file he found his mission. He was supposed to destroy a place called Vergennes. A small city in the middle of no where. The only significance of this place was that here was where the Oz general Treize grew up. That was all the file said, so Heero assumed that they felt no need to bother explaining anything to someone that they had complete and total control of.
Now all he had to do was find out where he was, and where he needed to go. He knew where Dr. J was based 9 years ago, but things change in that much time.
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Heero had found a motorcycle outside the apartment, and assuming it was his, mainly because he had the key, he got on and started riding. At first he had some trouble with the strange machine, but he always had a gift with these sort of things and soon had the machine under control. He knew he should've boarded a plane for the trip, but he felt no need to. Now that there was no way that town could be destroyed, he decided to take the scenic route. He needed time to collect his thoughts, and a nice long drive would be just the thing. Besides which, he wanted so much to see some more of the world, the green grass, and blue sky. He needed something to get him mind off of what he had just done.
It took his about 5 days to reach the underground base that Heero knew would be the only place to face an old fear, and confront a man that so ruthlessly killed, and so easily destroyed.
It looked like a simple old house in the middle of a prairie. Not a livable place for more than mice, and unnoticed by all unless they knew to look for it. He went over to the front door, and without bothering to knock, walked inside.
The inside looked as ratty as the outside did, but Heero didn't let that stop him. He went straight to the far-left corner, and inspected it. He looked at the ratty walls, and shabby rug. After only a few minutes he noticed that there was an imperfection that was different than all of the others he saw. He didn't know why, but it just stuck out at him. A slight discoloration in the dark wood. Lifting his hand to the wood, he gently pushed it in.
Before he had time to collect his barings, Heero felt the floor drop out from under him, and he started moving downward. There was a slightly queasy feeling in his stomach from the abrupt motion, but he didn't let that show on his face. It was a whole new feeling, but he had come accustomed to them, and had become almost used to new things.
When he finally stopped his downward decent, he realized that he was in a white room. Everywhere he looked he saw a bright white color, blinding in its intensity. He shaded his eyes for a minute to mute the glare, and give him time to get used to the light...but he never had time to do so, because with a sharp stab of pain in the back of his skull, all he knew was darkness.
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End Flashback
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And that was when they threw him in the cell he had been in for days now. He was surrounded by absolute darkness, which he hadn't had for 9 years. His eyes and his soul were used to the muted gray world. There was no absolute light, and no absolute darkness. Just the comftorable shadows. When he was in the darkness, he felt like he was suffocating. It seemed to press at him, pulling him down.
At least that was like it was for the first day he was there. The day the questions had started. "Why didn't you complete your mission?" "Why have you changed?" "What happened to you?" so many questions, and no answers that they would ever accept. He tried at first to say that he quit, but the voices just said that he couldn't quit. This was his life and there was no way he could leave. When he was a child these voices seemed so forceful, so commanding. Now he knew different, he knew this wasn't his life, and that there was something else out there. They were just an annoyance.
Over time he stopped seeing the darkness in the cell as oppressing. In fact, soon it began to be like a warm comforter, taking away some of the stress of his life, and making it easier to think. He knew that he couldn't stay there forever, yet he wasn't in a particular hurry to leave. He didn't have anything waiting for him, and here was as good as any other place. With Usagi out of his life forever, he had nothing pressing to do. He would live, and go on breathing, but there was nothing he needed to do. He could explore this new place, the world, and dimension he had never really been able to know, even is it was here that he was born. He could of, but he had the strangest feeling of slump. Like he didn't want to do anything, and would just as well lay there and die. A depressing empty feeling, a feeling of nothingness, as once again he felt like a small speck in the world. A feeling of mortality, that he hadn't felt since he was only 7 years old.
Whatever he did though, he would need to do something...just not right now. Later. And with that he slept, and in his dreams he was once again with his precious Usagi...but that was only a dream.
**
(AN: this is for you firefly-chan, and all of the others who have asked for it.)
Quatre was just walking through the hallway, minding his own business, REALLY. He had absolutely NO INTENTIONS of going and spying on Amei to see what she was up to. It was none of HIS business that she had been so silent lately (not that she ever wasn't) or that he still had so many questions about her. She had only said a few words for the past couple of days since he had shown her the room, and he was really getting inpatient. But he really wasn't going to go spy on her...
Quatre crept down the hallway. He was almost there, and if no one heard him he might be able to open the door without anyone being the wiser. 10 feet, 9 feet, only five feet to go.
As he stepped on a loose board, Quatre cringed at the sound it made as it creaked. It sounded like thunder to his oversensitive ears in this time of strategy. Finally...he was there. He stood about 2 feet from the door of Amei's room. He was about to take that last step when...
*CRASH*
Quatre jumped back as fast as he could on reflex, but he still almost didn't miss getting hit by the blur that that sped past him faster than a car! He stood there; shaking his head in shock as his mind became accustomed to the new atmosphere. At first he didn't realize what it was that sped by him, but then it hit him, Amei...but how could she? He made sure to get her one of the slower wheelchairs so her recovery would have fewer chances of accidents. How could it go so fast? And the crazed look on her face as she sped by him made him tremble in fear.
MY HOUSE!
Running as fast as he could to try to catch up with the runaway chair (which wasn't nearly fast enough) he followed the trail of destruction that that GIRL had left for him. She seemed to have difficulty controlling her chair; either that or she was set on destroying his house on purpose! He passed broken vases, and ripped paintings. It looked like a tornado had come through here, but he knew it was something much worse. Apparently the quiet girl that seemed so sweet had another side that he had never considered...an evil side...
**
"I'LL KILL YOU MAXWELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" An angry voice echoed through the halls, echoing off the echoes, filling the entire room, and the hallways with an echoing echo sound, the echos were so loud, the echoes filled the echoing hallway, filling everyone's ears with the echoes of the voice of the angry Chinese boy. (AN: if this doesn't make any sense to you, then ignore it. It's a private joke I promised to put in somewhere for my sister, and since I'm just in a crazy mood, I decided why not?)
Duo was running frantically through the hall (do you get that they're in a hallway?) trying to escape the crazed psycho from either killing him, or worse cutting off his braid! He was clutching his precious hair as he ran as fast as he could. How was he supposed to know that Wufei didn't like the smell of `Mermaids Flowers' in his cologne? It was just that his old `rampaging stallion' was really beginning to give him a headache! How was he ever supposed to know that Wufei would react so violently (not that this is a new thing.).
He could feel Wufei beginning to gain on him, his sword inching slower and slower to his braid. Duo was afraid. No one else was here to stop Wufei, and the crazed Chinese boy wouldn't hesitate given the chance. Sweat was running down his face as he continued to run. He was so caught up in his getaway that there was no way he could have seen Amei coming.
One minute he was running as fast as he could, and the next he heard screaming for him to GET OUT OF THE WAY. He tried to jump out of the way, but he was too late. The next thing he knew he was lying on the ground in a world of pain (the wheel chair ran over his big toe.) staring at the retreating back of the mystery girl. `Man was she going fast!' He thought to himself `But I thought that thing could only go about 5mph...'
Wufei closed in for the kill. He could feel his prey weakening, and it would all be over soon. He had just seen Maxwell turn around the corner, and knew that it wouldn't be long now until he could extract his vengeance for messing with his cologne. Giving him GIRLS PERFUME that made his smell like some WEAK ONNA! It wouldn't be long now...
His eyes were riveted on the bend, hoping to see if there would be any sight of a brown braid on the other side. What he saw wasn't what he expected though. Instead of seeing the stupid baka running AWAY from him, he instead saw a crazed onna coming TOWARDS him as fast as a car! He only got a brief look at her face, but the insane onna was smiling gleefully as she rode along, remote control in hand. Her expression changed as she saw him in front of her, and he knew instinctively that there was no way she could stop in time. Oh well...he though to himself, and proceeded to jump into the air as she approached, his feet almost grazing her head as she sped under him. Amei didn't stop when she went past him, but he did see her giving him a thumbs up sign over she shoulder as she sped away.
Oh no...Wufei though to himself. It's another Maxwell. How am I going to survive here?
**
This last part doesn't have much to do with the story really. I just wanted to give a little fun for everyone, and lessen all of the tension! I'm also in a crazy mood right now, so don't mind me...la la la la la. I'm so tired. I should really go to sleep right now before I make you worried about the state of my sanity...
Review if you want the next chapter. Can't wait to hear what you have to say!
Email me at [1]sirencalling@yahoo.com for ANYTHING. I DON'T CARE IF ALL YOU SAY IS HI! EMAIL ME!!!!! (I'm an email freak...)
Ja ne!
References
1. mailto:sirencalling@yahoo.com