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Darkness and Light, Death and Life. teaser
Warnings~ Yaoi, violence, language, AU, original character (Chase).
Disclaimer~ Gundam Wing is not mine. It belongs to all those mentioned on the main page. Not me. Chase is mine though.
Note~ Chase is in this story because I needed a cool girl character, but I was using all the cool girls from the show for other things. So Chase begged and I let her have the part. She doesn't effect the story in any way. Also, the time period for this is kinda contemporary, kinda not. Just bare with me. Please?
It was more than he could stand! At first he had just turned up his music and drowned it out, but now he had listened to everything he owned at least two times and still the horrible sounds continued. His Uncle had brought in a prisoner earlier that morning and at first he had been convinced that the sounds were the result of various methods of torture, but they never went on all day like this! The noise was getting ridiculous!
Knowing he shouldn't, but his nerves and curiosity getting the better of him, he decided to go investigate. Pushing himself up off his bed and tossing his long braid over his shoulder, he quietly left his room. Sneaking around the compound was no bid deal for the young ward, he'd been doing so for as long as he could remember. Now, following the hideous sound to it's source? That proved to be much harder than he had anticipated. It didn't seem to be coming from the isolation chambers, like he would have expected. So after an hour of pointless wandering, he found himself at the edge of the largest garden maze on his Guardian's compound. It was getting later in the day but the sun still hung in the sky causing him to have to squint his violet eyes against the brightness. The noise seemed to have quieted down a bit but he could still hear it, which meant one of two things. Either he was close and whatever had been making the sounds had calmed down a bit or he was very far away. But since this was the only place he hadn't looked yet, he was betting on close. Navigating through the maze as he had learned to do over the years he soon arrived at the center, there he found something that caught him completely off guard.
In the center of the clearing, a boy who looked no older than himself, with tousled brown hair, wearing no more than what looked to have once been a pair of jeans before they had been either shredded or burned till almost nothing was left, lay on his back. His arms and legs were tied to stakes that had been hammered into the ground. His skin was pale and he was drenched in sweat. The braided noble took in a sharp breath as the head of the other boy rolled weakly to the side, violet eyes widened as they peered into glowing cobalt eyes that seemed to be glazed over in pain. He took a step backwards, there was something very unnerving yet at the same time captivating about the one chained to the ground.
All of a sudden more rational thoughts started pouring into his brain. The person he was looking at could have very well been a dangerous criminal. His Uncle had had him arrested after all. Oh yeah, and if his Uncle found him there he would most certainly be in deep trouble. So, trying to push the image of the pain filled eyes from his mind, he quickly ran towards the exit of the maze.
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In the shadows of the garden maze two pairs of eyes, one obsidian, one cyan blue, followed the fleeing boy.
"Do you think he knows?" a female voice asked quietly.
"How should I know? I'm not the one who can read minds!" a male voice growled back.
"Well neither am I! The one who can is currently incapacitated at this point in time!"
Her companion grumbled for a few moments before changing the subject. "How did he manage to get caught any way?!"
"We won't know that until after we get him out of here."
"You don't think that Bastard's gotten a hold of either of the items do you?"
"I hope not. But how else could he have managed to have captured someone of my brother's rank? He's a third generation!"
"I don't know, lets just get him out of here so that we can start making plans."
The girl nodded, then peered around the corner. "You know," she began as she moved into position, "This would be a lot easier with one more look out."
"Agreed. I don't know what the Hell rates higher on his schedule than this."
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On the other end of the compound a green eyed boy sat up on the high branch of a tree over looking the stables. Below him another boy, looking to be no more than seventeen, was brushing the coat of a young sand colored mare. His blonde hair blew in the soft breeze that rustled the leaves around the green eyed boy. He stared down at the slightly smaller boy longingly, waiting for the perfect chance to jump down and reveal himself. Yet, as his heart ached with wanting to spend time with the blonde, a small part of his mind felt extremely guilty for abandoning his companions. But the boy below him was expecting him. He couldn't disappoint him by not showing up for their weekly meeting.
Well? Anybody interested? Or should I scrap it? Please let me know. I don't want to write it if nobody's gonna read it.