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Broken
A Soldiers Of Apocalypse side story
This is a short
song fic will explain what happened in greater detail during and after Zechs
Funeral. Just thought you should know, when I wrote this, I had the original
album version of Broken in mind. Not the version with Amy Lee (It’s not bad,
but nowhere near as good as the album version)
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
Heero slowly approached the coffin and placed a hand on it.
The inside was filled with Zechs personal items and there was a picture of him
on top of the coffin. Heero slowly bent down and lightly kissed the coffin. He
then put a hand over his face, closed his eyes, and wept aloud.
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Relena wrapped her arms around him and held him close. She
tried her best to remain strong, but eventually her grief overcame her. All her
sorrow, all her pain poured out through her tears.
Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Duo ran his hand across the coffin, his eyes never leaving
the Zechs picture. He could feel his legs begin to shake as his emotions took
over. He fell to one knee and silently began praying, tears falling freely down
his face. Hilde placed a hand on his back and knelt down in prayer next to him.
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
Catherine slowly helped Trowa towards the front of the
church. He stopped at the last set of pews, and stared at the coffin. His gaze
then shifted from the coffin, to his grief stricken friends. He shut his eyes
tightly to try to prevent the tears from flowing, but to no avail. As he cried
Catherine gently placed a hand on his shoulder and rubbed it. Trowa covered her
hand with his own and squeezed it gently.
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
Wu-Fei remained seated; his right arm wrapped around Sally
as she cried on his shoulder. He brought his other hand up to his eye and felt
the rough patch covering it. As he remembered that day, a single tear fell from
his eye. Just then he head a soft tune, he looked up and saw Quatre playing the
same tune he’d played at the bar, Tears in Heaven
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
As the music played, Noin slowly walked up to the coffin and
placed a flower on top. She then took the photo of Zechs held it to her chest,
and cried. As she grieved fell, each person walked up and placed a hand on her.
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Quatre watched from the piano as all his friends laid there
hands on Noin. He wanted to go over and comfort her. But he promised himself to
play this song at his funeral. As he played the melody, he felt his fingers
slip slightly. His tears had fallen onto the keyboard, making it difficult to
play. He regained his composure and finished the song.
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
30 minutes later
Slowly, all of them walked out of the church made there ways
to their cars. The time had come to lay Zechs to rest. One by one the cars
pulled out of the parking lot, and headed to the funeral home.
After the Funeral at
Noin’s house
Noin slowly walked into her house and closed the door behind
her. She then fell to ground and wept. She wept for what seemed like eternity,
but the pain would not go away. She slowly rose to her feet and walked to her
kitchen. She decided that the only way to make it stop would be to take her own
life. She pulled out a knife and stuck out her wrist
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Soon it would all be over… just then the phone rang. Noin
slowly put down the knife and answered it. To her surprise, it was Quatre. He
wanted to see if she was alright. At first she lied and said she was okay, but
Quatre persisted. It didn’t take long for Noin to completely break down. Noin
poured his heart out to him as the two talked into the night. After many hours
went by, Quatre finally managed to convince Noin not to take her life.
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
Quatre and Noin said there good byes and Noin hung up the
phone. Noin walked to her room, looked around and sighed. She still had some
doubt, but somehow, she felt like she was going to be okay. She lay down on her
bed and closed her eyes. Her body began to feel warm; it was as if Zechs was
lying next to her, holding her.
“Zechs… I know you’ll
always be with me, watching over me… but I still miss you I want you to know
that no mater what, I will always love you…I love you Zechs Marquis, always and
forever,”
Noin shed one last tear, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
End
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