George POV

I was sitting on the stone wall of the perimeter looking for any sign of them. Any sign of her even a piece of her blond locks would send my heart fluttering. Then I heard a sound like metal grinding against metal and as I looked over my right shoulder I noticed rose Gundam Rose explode from its holding dock. "Dear Lord what it going on?" I yelled as I saw my gundam take off into the air. 'Were is that thing off to? Oh wait I should probably stop it….NOW!' I thought. So I snapped my fingers and yelled its name but it would not stop, luckily some of the guards were able to hold the Jack of Diamond's gundam just long enough for me to get my MTS suit on. As my body molded to the spandex I noticed my muscular chest felt empty, I knew something was wrong. I knew that only one thing could make me feel this way. 'Marie must be de….d….dead.' I knew it must be true and so I began to cry. Only a man that could feel this kind of pain knew these tears, only a man that's lost his meaning, his will to live. I was a broken man. "NO WHY? WHY HER? WHY ME? SO MANY THING I'V NEVER SAID! SO MANY THINGS I WANT TO SAY! MARIEEEEEE WHY-Y!?" My voice cracked when I spoke. I knew I could never live without my coeurs amour. I was broken as my knees gave out and I fell. I began to claw at the smooth floor of the cockpit. I don't know how long I had laid like that but it was long enough to break through the suit and rub my skin raw making streaks of crimson on the floor. I eventually fell into unconsciousness, not sleeping no, I was to pained to sleep.

Georges dream in his POV

I was sitting on my gundam's shoulder waiting for her the only one I've ever, ever loved. The one with the golden locks and sea green eyes that could warm a frozen cold room with love. The day was warm but not hot and the sun was bright with only a few white puffs that could not hold rain. And then I saw her. She was in her bedroom window crying. I called her name but she did not respond. Then I saw it she stood up got on her window sill. Then she looked my way, she took off her right white glove her gaze never leaving mine. And then it happened so fast, too fast I couldn't stop her. She let go of her glove letting it fall to the ground . And their it was fluttering helplessly in the wind, I watched as it softly hit the ground. Then I looked up seeing more tears fill my Princess's eyes and she mouthed 'I love you' and jumped waving goodbye with her gloveless pale hand and hit. Their was no sound but I knew not hearing it at all was a million times more painful then hearing it and not seeing it. The sight almost killed me right their, there are no words to describe it. But if I could I would put it like this: It's like God took my heart from my chest and tortured it. He took my soul. To quote my favorite book "Wuthering Heights" 'I can not live without my life, I can not live without my soul!' I can not live without my Marie-Louise

Marie

I saw them the two emerald eyes that looked like a more cold versions of mine. They were my way out, my only chance at leaving this place with my virginity in tact. "Stupid bitch I just wanted some fun little cunt." Said a malicious voice from me. And in a very un-princess like fashion I stated simply,

"Fuck off." Then I flipped him the 'bird' and snapped my fingers signaling for the gundam to crash through the wall. The gundam did as told and burst through the wall James jumped back with confusion. I saw him the only fire headed man I have ever truly loved. George. He was dead? No his chest was heaving up and down with what looked like pain. Then I saw them- red lines on the ground that must be his but how?

" Marie pl-please no don't leave. Don't leave. Please MAR--RIE. I-I…"

" George please?" I pleaded.

It took me a second to realize that he was sill sleeping and had not woken up. How different this George looked normally when he was sleeping he looked angelic but now he looked miserable. I heard a swish of wind from behind me and James had one huge had over my mouth and another holding both my wrists. I couldn't move I was trapped with freedom mere inches away--literally. " You are not going anywhere now are you silly whore. Look." He forced my head so that I had to look at George or well….what was left of him anyway. " He's right there and he wont even save you. You call out and he doesn't listen. I would listen and never let anyone touch you. Besides me of course." He smirked and winked at me. Then he let go of my mouth but before I could utter a word his lips were pressed to mine. They tasted like burned rubber not at all like Georges lips that tasted like tea and chocolate. They were so ruff it felt like rubbing on sand paper a far cry from the full luscious lips of my knight.

George pov

The dream was so real I could hear her not just that but I could see her. Not an image but actually her and his was no dream this was a nightmare because she was being held by a shell of a man. She was battered and bruised but somehow she was still the most exquisite face I had ever seen. She cried out my name. Even full of horror it was like wind chimes. Then he, that thing kissed her. How dare he she was mine. She struggled and tried to break free but she just wasn't strong enough. But I was. Yeah I could so easily bend that man's arm back I could probably rip it off if I truly wanted to and yeah I wanted to. But as I tried to get up I felt a sharp pang followed by fluttering and then another pang in my heart. A pang because she was dead. A fluttering because she was alive. And another pang because he was kissing her.

" Ahh. What is this Marie, have you been cheating on me?" I said with mock hurt.

" George! Please help. PLEASE!" She cried out and how could I deny her something that she wanted so much and something I wanted. I wanted to kill him and I would enjoy it every time he'd scream I would smile. I sprung without hesitation landing behind James with my arm around his neck and my other supporting it. "One move pretty boy and her arms go first, then we'll work our way up to her neck slowly crushing till theirs nothing left of our dear Princess." The demon spit through strained breaths.

" I could kill you before you even knew it was coming insignificant fool." I sputtered.

"Maybe or maybe not. You can pick but I must warn you I have gotten stronger since that day in the field."

flash back in George's POV

I was walking down the garden path towards the rose bushes thinking how stupid I was for letting the Princess say yes to James. I was so wrapped up in my train of thought that I didn't even hear the footfalls mimicking my own behind me. "Hello George!" A voice I hated sounded behind me I knew it far to well. Too much for my liking. James.

"Yes." I answered through a shut mouth trying very hard not to yell because even thought the princess was young I knew that I loved her.

" Can I have some advice on girls?"

" What kind of advice and my 'girls' I'm guessing you mean mademoiselle Marie Louise?" I asked.

" Yes and well on our wedding night it is costmary that we try to conceive and I don't want to screw up." He asked nervously. That was too much he was talking about making love with Marie who was still a child and had barley begun her cycle. She could not live through child brith SHE WAS A CHILD! A foolish and silly and ignorant child. And don't think I watched her pee or anything I knew because a princess could not be married unless she was able to get pregnant but why did she have to get it so young.

" Excuse me I think I heard you wrong ccould you repeat that please?"

" Marie and I have to have sex and I'm Nervous. Any tips?" He asked.

"NO I HAVE NO TIPS FOR YOU AND YOUR LUCKY I DON'T KILL YOU NOW FOR EVEN THINKING ABOUT DE-FLOWERING THE PRINCESS OF FRANCE!!!!" With that I picked up by the neck and threw him. Even though he was younger and less strong he was still strong for his age and got back up. We winded up rolling around on the ground untill we ended up in a small field that just touched the woods. I pulled him up and pushed him against a tree and said,

" If you even think about touching her ever I will personally make sure you can never have children. Understood?" I asked.

" Y-yes." He nodded weakly in agreement. I left him there on the ground and yelled over my shoulder, "Don't think this is over by law if I defeat you in a dual I can claim her hand. Remember that James remember."

end of flash back George's POV

I couldn't do anything I was utterly and hoplessly useless I couldn't hurt him or to put in better words hurt her.

Marie Louis's POV

I was stuck in a tuff situation because I longed for George's touch but he stopped my knight from saving me by pinking his one weakness--me. I was always his down fall, the one thing that caused him to fail. I was a horrible, horrible person that didn't deserve his love. Leaving with James would be only a slight punishment to what I deserved because I deserved hell. I had ruined George's life if you really truly thought about it. He always had to look over his shoulder to make sure I wasn't getting kidnapped or raped. Because I has the Princess or because I was me I couldn't be sure. He could never leave me because he's bound by chivalry not because he loves me. How stupid of me to even think that man could love me….how foolish. George dropped his arms in defeat. I wanted to yell out that he should attack him and not worry about me and that I'd be fine. But I couldn't I was to drowned in self pity. Then an idea came to mind but I had to act as quickly as my position allowed. I would help George the only way possible….by eliminating his weakness.

" Hey baby look at me. Ya you James baby look my way." Even saying the words brought bile to my throat. I watched as both the men's mouths hung open. I knew this next part would shove a knife right through my heart and to my soul.

" Babe why don't you let me free so we can have some real fun?" I said in a sickly sweet voice that if I heard I would automatically hate who ever had it. He arched an eyebrow and looked at me with a mischievous look in his eye that said 'Are you kidding?' And it would have been funny under different circumstances he said,

"Are you kidding?"

" No honey why would I do that to you." I said as a ran a free finger down his chest. I couldn't bring myself to look at George. I gave James the puppy eyes and cuddled up to his chest asking myself if I was laying it on a little thick. He began to losen his grip on my arm and said,

"Make one wrong move and you're dead. You understand?" I nodded my head in such a manner that said 'I would never think of such a thing.'

And how my plan was set in action!

I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom not needing to open the door because the door was already broken down and reached into the droors looking for any tool that could handle the job. "AHHHA!" I had thought of an Idea. I picked up a bottle of who knows what and flung it at the small mirrior breaking it into shards. What was the saying 7 years bad luck. I should only be so lucky as to live that long. I searched the scattered pieces on the ground not caring about the yells of my name I heard coming from the other room untill I found a long slend piece that formed a crooked triangle and camly walked into the other room hiding it under my dress folds. When they both saw me they seemed to calm down a little and I sated in such a convincing tone that if I dodn't know better I would have belived,

"I had to go to the bathroom realllllyyyy bad." I had plastered on an innocent face that a bomb couldn't have blown off. He seemed to belive it and without a reason to stop george made his move and jumped on Jame sending them both into the wall. George would most certainly win but what was that tucked into James's belt? A…..gun.

"George be careful he has a gun!" I yelled.

"Wha…?" Was all he managed to stammer before the fire arm was pushed ruffly to his bright orange hair. My sea green eyes met his sunset violet and we shared a final glance knowing that one of us wan't goin to be getting out of this alive. But who it was going to be would be a shock to them both.