Created by Love, Blood and Death Part 1
Duo's POV
I woke up gasping for air. The dream I just had was more a nightmare. I look over at my roommate. Surprisingly I didn't wake him. You would think that the slightest noise would wake the Perfect Soldier. How'd I ever get lucky enough not to wake him? I stare a little longer. Why am I drawn to him? In my dream I was standing in front of a lot of people who all wore robes and I too was wearing a black robe. In my right hand was a scythe. It was perfectly balanced to me. Made of some form of metal, with gold designs layered onto it. I could tell just by looking at it that the blade was sharp enough to split a hair. The blade had gold laced over it forming into designs. It was beautiful.
To my left was a young girl, I'd say she was nine or ten years in age. She came just below my shoulder in height. She had a few strains of white hair that fell on her forehead and the rest of her bangs were blood red, and framed her face. The rest of her hair was black and violet and came down to her shoulder blades. On her back were two black leathery wings. Like bat wings or maybe a dragon wings. They were kind of cute.
She turned to look at me. Where the whites of her eyes should have been were black and the irises were blood red. She was crying tears that were also blood red. In her left hand was a scythe much like my own. I opened my arms to her and she hugged me tightly. Her scythe disappearing as she let go of it. I could feel her sadness and fear and pain.
What really scared me in the dream was when I looked over the people again and sitting on his knees tied up in chains, with head down was HEERO! I wanted to cry right there. He looked terrible, beaten, defeated, and all alone. I was just about to walk to him when I was pulled away by something.
The little girl was crying even more and tried to keep a hold of me. But in the end we were torn apart. Then I saw Heero being dragged away. My body filled with pain and then I woke up.
It was terrible. Part of me thinks I should know who the little girl is. And then there's the part of me that knows why I was upset to see Heero chained. I know quite well. I like him. A lot. I want our friendship to be more. I think I might even love him. Not that he would care.
I get up and go into the bathroom of our room. I have to wash the sweat of my face. My whole body hurts, just from that dream. I walk slowly and when I close the door to the bathroom I slide down and sit on the floor. Why me?
Shinii's POV
My eyes snap open and I look around. I thought I felt something. Perhaps it was my master. It was very faint, like a whisper of being called. Maybe he's remembering. If he is, I bet he's in pain. So it should be, I guess.
That is what the gods wanted. For him to feel pain when he remembers. He's not supposed to remember.
They sent him to be a mortal and not to remember anything. I go and take the souls that he himself should claim. Those he kills on the battlefield. My master is a soldier and I am the one they send to bring the souls of those he killed to judgment. Every time I go I want to stay with him.
I leave my sleeping place in the clouds and head off to see if there is anything for me to do. That is when I hear two lower gods speaking.
"I say we take his soul." The first says. "As a mortal there is nothing he can do."
"Yeah but what about Shinii, his angel. She'll try and stop us. I for one don't want to make her mad." The second said.
I stand there getting mad. These two were going to go after my master. Take his soul! With him in a mortal body and has no memory.... oh master. I quickly and quietly leave. Death makes no noise. I head for the ones I know to help.
Duo's POV
I hate mornings. I walk to class right behind Heero. He never says anything to me. Last night's dream still has me upset. The images of Heero in chains and the little girl keep floating into my mind. We get to class and take our seats.
"Hey Duo." Quatre sits next to me.
"Hey Q, how's it goin'?"
"Fine. Are you okay Duo. You look terrible."
"Yeah I'm fine, I think."
"You think?"
"Bad dream last night. I can't get it out of my head."
"Want to talk about it?"
"Maybe later."
"Okay."
Class begins and I wish I wasn't here.
TBC...
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