Demon Seed | By : WarDove Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 1650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
GW and its characters don't belong to me but to
Sunrise/SOTSU Agency, Bandai etc. etc.
Well, here it is the next part 4 to Demon Seed, never
thought it'd get here but it did, hope it was worth the wait for whoever reads this.
Still no lemon, but it's coming soon, I'm sure.
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"Will you slow down please?" We're a little new
to riding here."
Heero leered his gaze sideways at his newest companion's
huffy voice. "I told you I wasn't slowing down."
She gave him a glare back. "Well, you're riding fast
on purpose. Don't think I don't know you're trying to lose us."
"Oh you think you can read my mind now do
you?"
"I can as a matter of fact, ever since, you bit me I
can sense your true feelings, your thoughts aren't as clear to me,
though."
This caught the Stalker's interest and he slowed his
horse's gait so that she could catch up beside him. "Look back at those
two. Can you sense what they're feeling?"
Relena turned her head as best she could, focusing her
attention on her two childhood friends. She caught her breath and her wide eyes
shifted to look back at Heero, who was holding an intrigued gaze of his own
upon her.
"When I bit you it obviously turned you even more.
Each of us have our own abilities, I guess that's what you would call them. You
obviously are developing the sense of being able to read minds, or at least
have an intuition into people's true feelings. Only time will tell I
guess."
The young blonde girl shook her head and groaned. "I
think I'd rather not be able to sense other's thoughts, so many of them are
sad. It's as if nobody feels any real joy or hope, just despair and dread for
the coming days."
Heero's expression towards her eased somewhat and he
hoped she wasn't going to start crying like baby. He was a Demon Stalker not
her caregiver. The last thing he wanted was to have to deal with her tears.
She suddenly was glaring at him. "Don't worry, Stalker,
I'm not going to break down in anyway. I don't expect you to take care of me or
my friends, I only wish to stay with you until I feel your debt to us is paid
in full." She then nudged the flanks of her horse and the beast quickened
its pace and passed Heero.
"I thought you didn't know how to ride?"
She stopped her horse abruptly and turned it sideways to
him, blocking his path.
"I'm quite the fast learner, Mr. Yuy, or have you
not noticed!" She then abruptly turned her horse and took off on it full
force.
"Stupid girl! You don't know what lies out there!
You're gonna get yourself hurt!" Heero growled out the warning as he sped
up his own steed to take off after her.
"Calm down, will you Duo. Eena will be back. She
won't leave us. Besides. We could use a break, I know you have to be
sore."
Duo slid himself to the side a little on his saddle.
"Come to think of it, yea, you're right. I am."
"Aren't I always?" The two youths halted their
beasts and slid off of them making their way into a grove of shade trees where
they tied the horse's reins to some sturdy branches. They sat down as easily as
they could and leaned back against a tree, sighing in unison. Duo entwined his
fingers and placed them across his stomach, Hildie crossed her arms against her
chest and leaned sideways until her head was resting on her friend's shoulder.
"Duo, what do you think is going to happen to us
now?"
"Don't know. But I do know if we all stick together
we'll be okay." He took a hand from his stomach and cupped Hildie's upper
leg in a gesture of comfort. She in turn took one of her warm hands and covered
it. Duo's equilibrium felt somewhat off, but it wasn't a bad feeling, he
guessed, so he decided to leave their hands as they were. He looked down at her
and noticed that her eyes were closed and her breathing was even. She looked so
peaceful and pretty, wait did he just think of her as pretty? He pushed the
thought out of his head chalking it up to his own fatigue as he tilted his head
and rested it on top of hers to join her in a little nap.
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"My son is an excellent warrior, his skills can be
surpassed by no one, human, nor demon. It seems, however, his mind is much too
scattered as of late. He questions me too much and too often, and now, with the
knowledge that his sister may be out there, alive, well, my nephew, I think you
understand where I'm coming from."
The man the king spoke to, held a white gloved index
finger to his full lips as he listened to the old man intensely. His floor length,
royal blue cape draped over his shoulders and flowed behind his tall and regal
form as he walked. "Yes, my cousin has always been a tad on the
emotional side hasn't he? Well, with all due respect uncle, your decision to
place him in charge of your entire army was a bit premature, considering."
"Yes, yes, I realize my mistake now, he is too young
and has much to learn. I thought by raising him as I did from infancy I would
have stunted in him any kind of human nature that was the very essence of his
mother. Human females I swear are troublesome mates. I should have been as wise
as your father and married one of my own kind, then, my troubles would be less
burdensome. But I was so eager for an heir I did not want to wait the allotted
time."
The younger male nodded his head in agreement, ignoring
the few stray locks of his ginger hair that lay against the side of his
forehead, their natural curl unhampered by the other hairs on his head that
were slicked back in soft, sleek waves. "But remember, uncle, even my
father was not immto tto the deadly trickery of the human female."
"Yes, and now it seems that half brother of yours I
left alive is causing trouble in his own right, he is the one Milliardo fell
to, well, him and his little sister." This brought laughter to the Count
as well as to his nephew, Treize Kushrenada. He was not, an actual blood
relative of the Peacecraft's but his father had been a close friend of the
Count's and he was raised as if he had been an actual son to him. Treize was two
hundred, eighty-six years Milliardo's senior, and though he was still
considered a young vampire himself, he had always had a dignified, aristocratic
heir, which made him appear older then what he was.
As their chuckling died down Treize questioned the Count
about exactly what it was he wanted from him. King Peacecraft invited his
adopted nephew into his private study and with his hands directed his attention
to a portrait that hung upon the wall.
"My daughter, the Princess Relena, this is an older
portrait of her of course, and I'm sure by now she has no doubt changed.
However, she is the very vision of her mother whom you see holding her upon her
lap. The girl herself was an accident and so I care not for her, only the power
that she can bring to me, if she can be placed fully under my control."
Treize stepped back and studied the two females, his eyes
fixating heavily on the late queen. "Very lovely, I can see why you fell
into her web so easily. And, you say, that your daughter resembles her to exact
detail?"
The Count grinned and chuckled again. "I have always
planned on Milliardo becoming my heir, but, since he has been proving himself
weak lately, then I have come uestuestion his ability to ever be able to
rule."
Sapphire eyes narrowed and leered sideways at the king.
"Exactly what is it, my lord, you are trying to say?"
"Come now, my boy, I know you are not so dim. Return
Relena to me, alive and under control, and I will guarantee you succession of
my throne. Also, if you wish, then may may have my daughter in anyway you see
fit, as your slave, as your queen, just as long as she is my puppet so that I
may use her power as I see fit."
"The combined lands and control of your lands along
with my own is quite tempting, not to mention having an alluring woman serving
my every need, and desire. If, I agree to your deal, what is to become of my
dear cousin, Milliardo?"
The king stroked his long white beard and frowned.
"As much as I hate to say this, there can be no threat to your succession.
After you have him assist you in finding his sister, then, kill him. But make
it a painless, quick death, I love him after all and do not wish to see him
suffer."
"Then, my lord, my adopted father, I shall most
assuredly carry out your will and adhere myself to your plans."
Just outside amid the castle grounds stood a clenched
fisted cowling Prince Milliardo. His gift had been enhanced senses, beyond
those of even normal vampires. He had heard every word of the discussion
between his er aer and cousin. "Kill me and give Treize the throne? Never.
Father, you have hurt me more than you will ever know and my love for you is no
more, for I am now your enemy."
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"Eena! You are trulssinssing me off!" Heero yelled
the words into her ears as he grabbed her mount's reins and jerked them back
bringing the horse to a rearing halt. Eena screamed as she fell off backwards
but lost her breath as she slammed to the ground and began rolling down a
shallow incline on the side of the road. The Stalker cursed again and slid from
his horse. He looked down the hill and saw the girl raise herself onto her arms
and cough. Assuming she was unharmed, he took the reins of the animals and led
them behind him, tying the reins to a heavy tree that had fallen ages ago.
He hunkered down beside Eena who was still on her knees
and hands trying to catch her breath; her face, hair and clothes were powdered
with dry dirt. "That was a foolish stunt you pulled back there. Be lucky
you are what you are or that fall could have easily killed you."
"As if you would care!" She spat back, slapping
away the hand that he had extended to her. "You are a coward you know? You
deny yourself your true fngs ngs and think that makes you more of a masculine,
or a better warrior or whatever the hell you consider yourself to be! But you
don't have the honor to even comply with an agreement, verbal or
otherwise!"
"You are such a little bitch!" He sneered as
his self-control snapped and he grabbed her by the shoulders, jerking her up.
She resisted and kicked at his feet, tripping him up and causing them to both
fall onto the ground, he on top of her. But, Heero had managed to stay on his
knees, however, and grasp her flailing wrists, which he was holding by the
sides of her head. "You are so young and stupid! How dare you think you
know anything about life, let alone mine!"p;
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