Rebellious
When her dreams faded, it was hard to believe ever again
When her perfect life was shattered, it was harsh to live another one
When peace is lost, it's tough to find it through war
When she falls in love, it's impossible to get out
When she takes that path,
No matter how much pain,
She will never turn back, because she is...
A Rebel.
YzakxOC
Please review, it encourages me a lot. Some of my other stories were abandoned because of lack of encouragement.
I do not own Gundam Seed or any of its characters.
Story contains what rating suggests.
"What? You, and another woman, out there…" The woman broke into tears.
"Mary, please don't do this. I'm sorry Mary, I-I don't know what I was doing, I—"
"Shut up you bastard! You selfish bastard! Haven't you ever thought of your family? Me, and our daughter? She's only thirteen!"
The man remained silent.
The woman let out a frustrated scream. "I can't believe you would do this David…"
Two years later
Slim delicate fingers handled the picture frame as painted black nails skimmed the edge. Her eyes were dry, but on the inside she was crying. A picture of her mother. The only picture she has.
She bit her lip, and looked out at her enormous bay window to see a grey and cloudy sky. So dreading and complicated, like the whispers of war that has been around these days. War…there really was going to be a war.
A ring from her cell phone came from a large desk beside her. She picked it up.
"What" Is always her greeting.
"Hey! It's me"
"Yeah. What"
"You got that invitation?"
"Yep. Envelopes must've cost a fortune."
A snicker came from the other side of the phone. "Not as much as your envolopes Miss Cecilia Evange."
"You know I don't send letters, Rita."
"Yeah, well whatever. So, are you going to that person's party?"
"No."
"Look Ceci. Just because I'm not invited doesn't mean you can't go. You need more friends!"
"I don't care. Everyone around me are fucking fags, ok? I don't need any friend other than you."
Cecilia closed the flip phone and sighed.
Rita, the only person that actually wasn't scared of her. Rita was a servant her age that brought her breakfast everyday. Since the Evange family was wealthy because of David Evange's political position, there was a tutor that came to teach Cecilia, and every time he came Cecilia would always let Rita come and listen.
Cecilia opened the invitation to see who had invited her. Kamui Shiro. Lametard. The only reason he knew her was because of her family name.
Her family name.
Ceci took off her sandals, stripped, and took a hot shower, relaxing and refreshing.
She had been drinking whiskey again, feeling all giddy and emotional.
When she came out, she wrapped herself in a lush white robe and slippers. She studied herself in her Vanity table mirror.
A thin face, pouty lips, coal eyes, pale skin, black hair. High nose, high cheekbones, small frame but average height. A beautiful figure.
Cecilia knew how beautiful she was. This might sound vain, but modesty was pathetic.
Two years ago, the knowing of her beauty would make her smile, feel happy, or, even more, feel grateful for herself. It all means nothing now.
She went on her laptop. She recalled what she had thought about in the shower. She wanted to make a difference. She wanted to do something else. Something away from her family.
Semi-consciously, she began searching for military schools. There were a lot of schools, but she chose the best and the famous one, Lagers field Military Academy. The top.
The next morning Cecilia awoke with a slight hangover, but she ignored it and took a shower. When she came out, the Rita came in with her breakfast.
"You look drained. Had whiskey?"
Cecilia nodded. "Rita, I want to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"I've decided I'm going to go to Lagers Fields Military Academy."
There was a pause. "Well, Ceci, I have to say…I'm happy for you, I mean, this is good. Do you plan to fight in the war?"
"Yes."
Rita came over and placed the tray on Cecilia's bed. "Ok then, I'll be going. Tell me when you're going ok? I want to help you pack." Rita gave her another smile and left, closing the door behind her.
The first think Cecilia did was go online, and purchase a shuttle ticket to Janarius 1, where the academy was located. She had already registered in Lagers Field to start for the year, but there was still this kind of pre-test so tuition fees were paid after.
A week later, Rita came in, all excited.
"I don't get why you love packing so much"
"Hm."
She was too concentrated in packing, making a small humming voice. She suddenly stopped, and turned to face Cecilia.
Her face was very serious. "Ceci, did you tell Mr.Evange about going to Lagers Field?"
"No"
"But, what if—"
"I don't care." That ended the conversation.
Finally, after a while, Rita spoke again.
"Are you going to tell him?"
"Yes."
Cecilia walked down the grand curved staircase, head held high and full of determination. Behind her stood her innocent but hated bodyguard, holding a black suitcase.
A few days later Rita had packed it with some clothes, a couple pairs of shoes, toiletries, and some cosmetics.
Ceciliawas wearing a black knee length skirt, a black skinny blazer, black leather gloves, black shades, and black pumps. Even her purse was black. Sexy but elegant.
Downstairs Mr.Evange was sitting by the fire and reading the news. His wife, Cecilia's stepmother, was knitting. Such a cozy scene.
Cecilia walked all the way down, and went to sit at the couch beside her father's chair. He glanced at her, and folded his newspaper.
Cecilia took her shades off and relaxed herself on the couch. "Father." She began.
"As your blood-related daughter, it is necessary to tell you what I am about to say."
Her father just nodded.
"Well, I'm going to Lagers Field Military Academy."
From upstairs Rita was watching, probably as nervous as the bodyguard. The Evange father-daughter fights were not pretty.
The air in the den was tense, especially when everyone knew Mr.Evange would blow up any minute. His whore was darting her eyes everywhere.
Then he exploded. "What do you think your doing? Bring yourself on a silver platter to hell? My answer is no, you are not allowed to go. You can do anything but fight in the war!"
Cecilia was perfectly calm. "You needn't answer. I never asked you a question." She looked at her watch. "Look at the time. I mustn't miss my shuttle. Have a good day."
With that she stood up and walked past Mr.Evange, motioning for the bodyguard to follow. As she was nearing the front door, there was another yell from her father.
"If you step out of that house, never come back again!"
Cecilia turned around fully, and stared into her father's eyes, the same burning coal eyes that she has. "I don't intend to"
Mr.Evange swaggered. His wife quickly rushed to his side to steady him. "Cecilia, you—"
Cecilia fixed her an icy glare, then turned around as her bodyguard opened the big oak door. She stepped out, never looking back.
As Cecilia stepped out of her limousine to enter the shuttle port, she suddenly felt a sense that finally took the achoff her heart for two years. Freedom. As she walked she felt light-hearted, free, airy.
Alas she found her gate and lined up. She was finally leaving Aprilius 1. For good. Cecilia couldn't help but smile.
Yzak Jule was very impatient. He wanted to get on that shuttle fast, so he could arrive at Janarius 1 to start military academy. He had nothing to do but stare at the girl in front of him. She was actually quite interesting to stare at. Nice, firm butt, amazing legs. This girl could not have been older than him.
As the line moved on, the girl in front of him was confronted with the gate attendant. She handed him the ticket, and walked down the hall, pulling her black suitcase behind her.
In the shuttle port at Janarius 1, caught another glimpse of the girl he had seen earlier. She stepped into a limousine when he saw her face. Blood red glossy lips, hair parted to one side and in her eyes, a prominent nose. The only thing he didn't see was her eyes.
Probably some spoiled daughter of a politician, Yzak snickered. Typical.
He climbed into his own limousine, the one every student that attends Lagers Field takes.
In the attendance hall, every new student attending Lagers Field was seated in comfortable chairs, listening to a boring speech from the school principal.
"…and the curfew is eleven p.m. One week winter break, one week summer break. And now…I would like to introduce to you our instructors."
Five tough looking men stepped up on the stage. One, took the microphone to make a speech.
"The chairs you're sitting on right now, look at them."
A sea of heads looked down, studying the chairs.
"Look at them, and savor them. Once you get off of these chairs, everything's going to be hard."
He handed the microphone back to the principal. He cleared his throat. "Each of you young people will take a pre-test. If you are not physically fit to reach our standards, you will be sent home. If you do, you will stay, and categorized to which instructor you will be in a squad with. Please keep in mind that these instructors have the right to send you home anytime they want."
"Now, all of you will take the pre-test"
An ocean of mumurs that sounded like,"What? We just got off the shuttle!" or, "In these shoes?"
Cecilia smirked. She had been smart enough to change into a pair of loose cargo pants and sneakers in the limousine.
"Silence" came from the instructor that made the speech about savoring the chairs.
The room hushed.
"Please file properly out of the auditorium and follow me"
The instructor walked to the front, and the young people followed.
Outside, the instructor led them to a big field where there were many obstacles. It almost looked like a game, an obstacle course. The five instructors lined up, their arms folded in front of them, faces emotionless.
"Alber, Nate!" Barked a subordinate. A geeky teenager walked up to the red line, thinking of why his last name just had to start the alphabet.
"Go!" The subordinate pressed a timer on his neck, as the instructors watched.
The poor sap ran, until he reached a rope ladder. He started climbing. He was already sweating. When he reached the top, he had to crawl along horizontal bars, then jump down on a trampoline.
Yzak almost laughed when the kid squeezed his eyes shut tightly, then jump on the trampoline. There was a bounce, and he slowly opened his eyes, got up, and ran to a brick wall with studs. He began pulling himself upwards, but in the middle he stopped to rest and slipped. He landed on the ground with a dull thud. There was a groan and a second later he was taken away on a waft and taken back to the school to get medical attention.
Many others took the test, and only one person passed, a male named Subaru Azuka.
"Evange, Cecilia"
She stepped up.
This was heard by Yzak, who turned to look at the girl. He was surprised to see the girl he had seen enter the limousine. She? At a military school? He snickered again. He doubted that she would pass.
Another surprise. Evange the name was quite famous. Why would a spoiled daughter of a politician be here?
Cecilia stepped to the red line, and waited for the 'go'.
"Go!"
She was already gone, thanks to her fast reflexes. She ran, at a fast speed to the rope. This she climbed with ease. Cecilia was surprised at herself. She never really trained or anything. Climbing the horizontal bars was quite uncomfortable, because her pants were low-ride and her blazer was a bit short. Ignoring that, she kept on going.
Cecilia jumped down to the trampoline, and bounced right off and onto the ground steadily. Climbing the wall was quite huffy, but she made it through and climbed down a vertical metal ladder. The next obstacle was a set of monkey bars three meters off the ground, and it was reached when you on a ledge. If you fall you would land in mud. The monkey bar goes up and down, right and left, and is roughly seven meters in length.
By now Yzak was already flabbergasted, but he tried not to show it on his face. He looked around. That Subaru guy was watching her, and all the other people. The girls were all envying Cecilia, wondering if they could ever pass.
Cecilia could feel the sweat coming off of her face. She was halfway on the monkey bars. Endure some more and that would be the end of it. Her arms were sore and tired, and they really just wanted to drop and land in the soft mud.
But she wouldn't just give up, and return to her father. That would be pathetic. And she was capable. So, she urged herself forward. By the end of the bars, she finally jumped down on dry land and steadied herself. There was a whistle as soon as her feet touched the ground, and a few cheers from the girls.
Cecilia made her way back, ignoring cheers. She went back to the spot she stood at.
"Wow, you did great" came a female voice from her left. Cecilia turned around to see a girl her age with shiny brown hair and deep violet eyes.
"Uh, thanks."
Some other guys passed, but never a girl. There were very little girls anyways, but once in a while a girl would be up to test.
"Hanenfuss, Shiho!"
"Well, it's me!"
"Um, good luck"
Shiho looked back at Cecilia, with a mildly surprised look. "Thanks"
This girl seemed pretty athletic. She passed the test. Shiho was slower than Cecilia, but better at endurance.
Finally,Yzak Jule. He smirked, stepped to the red line, and waited. Yzak was flawless, moving with his natural grace. Of course, he passed the test, and Subaru looked at him as if Yzak was worthy. Yzak just narrowed his eyes back.
No more girls passed.
"Hey! It seems like we're the only girls that passed!"
Cecilia just nodded. Twenty-five people that passed the pre-test were now faced upon the five instructors and a subordinate.
The first instructor stepped up. The one that made the comment about the chairs.
"Squad number 1: Subaru Azuka, Yzak Jule, Cecilia Evange, Athrun Zala, Jord Saki."
As the subordinate droned on, Cecilia almost felt bad that Shiho wasn't in her squad.
Yzak slammed the door to his new dorm. Three shitty news in a row. First, that Zala guy in his squad. Second, you share a common room with your squad that has separate rooms, and thirdly, he's stuck with Zala for the whole year.
All the new years are on floor 3, a hall with five doors to common rooms. In squad 1 common room, there are six rooms on each side. Starting from the left is the washroom, Athrun's room and then Yzak's. Starting from the right was Jord's, then Subaru's, and finally Cecilia's.
At first Cecilia wasn't exactly pleased of the idea that she was in a common room with a bunch of boys her age, but at least she had the lock to her own room and the common room. She entered her room, and put her suitcase beside the wall. The room was small, with only a bed. Quit tidy, with a closet. Military schools don't include any academics, and that was the way it was. Either you're in the war, or you're studying.
Eminem's rap reached her ear, that's when she realized that was her cell phone.
"Hello?"
"Ceci! Do you remember me?"
Cecilia frowned.
"Um, no"
"I'm uncle Theron!"
Cecilia remembered. This was her mother's younger brother who was filthy rich.
"Oh"
"Well, I heard that you are going to Lagers Field?"
"Yeah. Um, how did you know?"
He chuckled. "Your know your instructor?"
"Yeah…"
"Well, he was a colleague of mine. We've been keeping in touch."
"Oh…well…"
"Ceci, your father didn't agree to this did he?"
"No"
"And you didn't pay the tuition fee yet right?"
"I'm going to after your call."
"Well, no need, because it'll be my pleasure."
"Uncle—there's no need. I'm perfectly fine—"
"No, listen Ceci. When your mother died, I didn't have any other family, and you're my niece. I want to do something for you, you know, you'rethe heiress of my company."
Great. Two heiress positions, one for her father and one for her uncle.
"Um, that would be greatly appreciate, uncle"
"Oh, and also, I will be sending $2500 dollars every month as your allowance."
"Thank you very much, uncle."
Every body that passed the test had the rest of the day to rest and socialize. Cecilia came out of her room, and looked at the common room. There stood two boys, silver-haired and blue-haired. When they saw her, they grudgingly walked away and sat on couches opposite from eachother. She breezily walked past and opened the door to the hall.
When she left, Yzak got up, ignoring Athrun and went into the bathroom for a shower. Subaru popped out of his door, and exited the common room.
Outside, Cecilia stopped when she heard footsteps behind her. A guy from her squad jogged up to walk beside her.
"So, your name's Cecilia?"
"Yes"
"My name is Subaru Azuka. Pleased to meet you." He held out his hand. She shook it. The hand was soft.
"You did really well for the pre-test."
She nodded. This conversation was lame. "You too"
Just as they turned a corner, a group of boys came into view. These Cecilia recognized as some of the boys that passed the pre-test.
"Heyy shorty. Yo guys, that's some ass, eh?" The boys behind the leader laughed and agreed.
Subaru frowned, annoyed. "Lay off, alright Deanne?"
He whistled. "Look who's talking. It's not like you're her boyfriend, Azuka. It's a free country."
Cecilia rolled her eyes. This happened to her way too much. When she gets physically trained, she's gonna beat those shits to a pulp.
"Well, laterz."
He and his gang walked past them, as Deanne purposely came closer to her. He cocked his head to her.
"The name's Andy. Next time babe"
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