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Part One
By Figgy
Email: tura14@hotmail.com
(This takes place in an alternate universe where Heero self destructs but when he does Relena, Hilde, Dorothy, and Ruby <a character a friend of mine invented for Wufei> are nearby and have already met their respective counterparts and each other… I guess you could say it happens after the series and Heero has gone nuts and tries to blow himself up—It’s up to you… Any ways, in this story when he self destructs the explosion opens a gateway to another dimension or time, or maybe both… And they are pulled in and forced to play their parts in this new place…)
“Mission accepted.” Two simple words that changed a lot of lives. Heero pressed the self-destruct button and the explosion rang in everyone’s ears and darkness settled over them.
“Sir Knight! Sir Knight! Are you alright?” Heero blinked and stared into the face of a young boy. A heavy material weighed down on him, but he was otherwise unharmed.
“What?” He sat up and stared at his clothes. Not clothes, armor. White armor. The young boy handed him a helmet.
“Sir, are you okay?”
Heero stared at the forest around them, a horse grazed nearby. “Where am I?”
“Sir? Maybe you hit your head… We’re in the Ravyn Woods and on our way to save Princess Relena.”
“Relena? What? Why am I wearing armor? Where are we?”
“Sir, I just told you where we are… You are the White Knight, the princess’s one and only true love.”
Heero shook his head. The last thing he remembered was self detonating… Could the explosion have opened a gate? Dr. J had talked about the theory of other universes a lot… That has to be it… But how do I get back!?
Quatre opened his eyes and looked around. He was in a large gold gilded room in a large mahogany bed with silk sheets. “How? Heero?” He got up and walked toward the door. It slammed open and he blushed as three maids surrounded him.
“Your highness, you’re up early!”
“The excitement of the day must’ve gotten to you.” One of the maids giggled and started to help him undress. He jerked away, “Uh, I, umm… can do it myself… Who are you?”
Now they looked worried, “Is his highness not well?”
“Highness?”
All three curtsied, “You are the Crown Prince Quatre I.”
Quatre stared at them, “Oh boy…”
Duo awoke to giggling and stared as three pretty ladies fed him grapes. “Hmmm… Not a bad dream.”
One of the ladies smiled, “Isn’t he cute? Can we keep him?”
“No, sisters. The Black Knight belongs to no woman…” They all sighed, “Goodbye fair knight.” With shocked eyes Duo watched as the three disappeared leaving behind only a shower of flowers.
“What?!” He jumped up and yelped. He was wearing black armor! “What the hell is going on!?”
Trowa blinked as a shoe prodded at him “Get up boy! Better practice for tonight, the king doesn’t like a dull jester!” The green-eyed boy sat up and stared at his reflection in a kitchen knife. He was dressed like a court jester!
Chang Wufei stretched and yelled as he fell out of the tree he’d been sleeping in and landed on the ground. He rubbed his head and looked around. He was in a dark, gloomy forest. He reached to his waist and was relieved when he found his sword there. His white outfit was covered in dirt and he wiped at it angrily. “Where am I? Where is Nataku?”
He pulled his sword free of its sheath and pointed it a shaking bush. “Wuffie!” Something yelled and a girl bounced out of the bush.
“Put that sword away! We need to bolt to the kingie’s castle! Today’s the day! Time to cause some chaos!”
Wufei wasn’t sure what scared him more, the fact that a cheerful girl was hopping around him or the fact that the girl had ears like a fox and fox tails.
He looked down and saw something that scared him a lot more than her. He had a long, reptile like tail… A dragon’s tail…
Relena blinked and stared at the ceiling above her, angels and cupids smiled at her and she sat straight up. “Huh? Where am I? Must be dreaming…” Relena pinched herself, “Nope, not a dream…”
She stood up and looked around. Everything in the room glittered and all the furniture was made out of pearl… “I don’t understand.” Relena stared at her image and blushed. She was wearing a silky nightgown that came to her neck, but was so tight that it didn’t matter if it covered her from head to toe. “What is going on?”
“Princess Relena! You’ve overslept, how strange. Are you feeling well? Maybe something is flying in the air. Your brother is acting not at all like his usual self.” A maid had bustled into the room and held a dress against Relena. “Oh today is the day! Aren’t you excited Princess? Today you see those two knights and one shall be your husband!”
“Knights?” Relena numbly let the lady dress her.
“Yes, miss! The Black Knight and the White Knight are to duel for your hand in marriage today!” the maid hesitated, “That is if they make it… Rumors have been flying that the Fey are trying to cause the two knights mischief… But don’t worry princess, he’ll make it.”
“He?”
“The White Knight! Your true love!”
Relena shook her head, “Call me Alice because I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole.”
Hilde’s eyes opened and she stared at the water around her, above her, below here… “Ah!” Bubbles came from her mouth and she breathed in water… Nothing happened… She breathed in more. It was like breathing in air. “Whoa.” She swam to the surface and stared. She was in the middle of a lake wearing a long blue dress that rippled around her just like the water. Hilde put a hand to her head and climbed the water, like stairs, till she was standing on it. “Okay, this is only slightly strange!”
Dorothy Catalonia yawned and stretched. ‘The rocking and swaying of the waves makes it hard to get up…’ She pulled the covers and -. “The rocking and swaying of the waves?!” Dorothy jumped out of bed and came face to face with a mirror. She was wearing black pants, black silk blouse that showed way too much cleavage, black boots, and a black hat. The hat reminded her of something, actually the whole garb did. She reached up and touched the earrings in her ears; she had two in one and three in the other. A sword hung at her waist, it too was black.
Dorothy screeched, “Why am I dressed like a bloody pirate!?”
“Ahhhhh!” Ruby screamed in pure terror as she stared at her image in the water. “Ah! AH! Somebody is going to DIE!” Her little wings fluttered frantically as she flew above the pond, her little pixie face contorted with fury. “Whoever is responsible for this is so going to die! I refuse to be a fairy! AH!”
Quatre pulled at the tight, heavy, sweltering hot, gold covered clothes and walked out of his room. The maids had left him, but now two royal guards flanked him. He jerked in surprise as a door flung open and he could hear a familiar voice yelling, “I’m not getting married to some knight! I am NOT a prize! And I’m not in love with some White Knight! I already have a true love!”
Quatre stared
as Relena Darlian came storming out of the room. She stopped and
stared at him, “Quatre?”
“Relena?
What are you doing here?”
“I could be asking you the same thing!”
The maid that Relena had been yelling at curtsied to Quatre, “Good day, your highness. Are you to spend the day with your sister?”
Quatre and Relena stared at each other, “Sister?!”
“I’m a DRAGON!” Wufei was freaking and staring at the tail like it might sprout legs and try to walk off.
“Like duh!” The fox girl rolled her eyes at him; “You are such a dork sometimes. Now move your scaly butt; the White Knight is nearby! Let’s make his day interesting!”
“What are you talking about furry WOMAN?”
“Come on!” She grabbed his arm and began to run, dragging him along.
“Let go of me! Furry woman, stop!” He yelled and she stopped and gave him a look.
“Not furry, Foxy.”
“Foxy woman?”
She giggled, “Why thank you!” He goggled at her; “I didn’t mean it like that!”
The girl, Foxy, turned and waved her fox tails at him. “Don’t worry, Wuffie! I know you can’t resist me!”
“WUFEI!” A tiny voice screeched and they both turned to see a tiny… “What is that!?” Wufei yelled out as it zoomed toward him. It screeched to a stop, “Why is that girl waving her tail at YOU!? WHAT IS GOING ON!?”
Wufei recognized that voice, “Ruby!? The injustice of it all! My girlfriend has been turned into a mosquito!”
Ruby’s tiny fists began to pummel him, “MOSQUITO!? I AM A FAIRY! A FAIRY! YOU IDIOT! WHO IS THIS GIRL!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? OH MY GOD! WHAT IS THAT!?” Ruby pointed at his dragon tail in shock and he was glad. Her fists were tiny, but those punches were getting annoying.
“It’s a tail...”
“Hey a pixie folk!” Foxy grinned at Ruby, “So where ya hiding the pot of gold?”
“POT OF GOLD?! DO I LOOK LIKE A LEPRECHAUN!?! WHO ARE YOU!?”
“Name’s Foxy, dew gatherer. How do you know Wuffie?”
“Wuffie!? Excuse you, but ‘Wuffie’ belongs to me! So shoo you furry rat!”
“Furry rat? Go away before I swat you, you mosquito!”
Wufei had the sudden urge to hide…
“Sir, do you hear something?” The page looked up at Heero who was riding the horse. He was a good rider, but this armor. This blasted, cursed armor… Heero raised his head and listened, somewhere nearby he could hear one person yelling… Female by the sounds of it. He could start to make out words the closer they got.
“STOP ZOOMING AROUND LIKE A FLY! HAHAHAHA! FAIRY SOUP IS STARTING TO SOUND GOOD!”
‘That’s strange, I could swear I heard something… A really soft voice…’
“Oh no… The White Knight! Drats!” Heero stared at the sight awaiting him and the page. A girl that looked half fox, a Wufei that looked half dragon, and a tiny firefly were all staring at him.
“YOU!” The firefly piped up and zoomed at him. Wufei grabbed it by the wings and held on tight. “THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, MR-SELF DESTRUCT HAPPY! ARGH!”
“ A talking firefly?” Heero raised an eyebrow and the fox girl cracked up.
“Firefly! Oooh! That’s a good one!”
“FIREFLY!?! I AM A FAIRY! A FAIRY! ITS ME, RUBY!”
“Ruby? A fairy?” Heero leaned forward and made out the fairy now. ‘Ruby, a fairy?’ He started to snicker and she turned red, “JERK!”
“Sir, ‘tis a dragon!” The page yelled pointing at Wufei, who just stared at him for a second.
“How very observant of you.” The fox girl replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes at the page. Ruby did the same, “No duh Sherlock!” Wufei let go of Ruby and she fluttered around them all. She flew at the page, circling him. “Next thing you know he’ll be saying that were in a forest and like it has trees and like we’re in it.” She rolled her eyes and a glow surrounded her. They all watched in shock as the glow transferred to the page and a hole appeared underneath him. He fell and the earth closed back up.
“AH! A LUCK FAIRY!” Foxy stared at Ruby in fright now.
“A luck fairy?”
“Yeah, a luck fairy… Fairies that can either bring bad or good luck on a person… Seems the firefly brings bad.”
“Stop calling me a firefly!”
“Captain! Captain! We’re closing in on the port!” Dorothy turned and stared at the man shouting at her. He was also dressed like a pirate, but wore no shirt. Dorothy stared at his chest; maybe this isn’t so bad… Wait… Did he just call me Captain?
“Captain? Are you alright?”
Dorothy snapped at him, “Quick, who am I?”
He answered without hesitation, “Captain Dorothy Catalonia, leader of the crew of the Black Widow.”
“Hmmm…” Dorothy turned so he wouldn’t see the panic on her face. ‘Ok ok… This must have something to do with that idiot, Heero, and his obsession with killing himself… Argh! But… Maybe being captain of cute, shirtless pirates isn’t so bad… Oooo… The possibilities…’
“Are we continuing with the plan, Captain?” The man asked and she turned back to him, holding him in place with a cold gaze. “And what exactly is the plan?”
He swallowed, “To win the bet you have with the Captain of the Nighthawk.”
“Bet?”
“Yes, the bet… To prove that you can have any man you want…”
“Huh?!”
But the man was too caught up in his telling of her and started ranting passionately, “That you can bring even the Crown Prince to his knees! And you will! He will be your slave and you will win the bet! Because you are the Black Widow and the goddess of men’s dreams!” He fell to his knees and kissed her hand. Dorothy stared down at him in shock, “Oh my god… The Crown Prince?”
Quatre and Relena sat next to each other in their respective thrones, next to Quatre was their ‘father’. The two had found out from the maids that their mother had died a long time ago and by listening to little conversations around them and by talking to each other found out more about the prince and princess. Quatre sighed; the prince he was supposed to play was a flirt, a little arrogant, and something of a heartbreaker. The princess was sweet, caring, and head over heels for this White Knight dude. They had to play their parts… At least till they figured out exactly what was going on.
Right now they were sitting at in front of every noble in the place. A bard had just finished telling them a story and a messenger had come in before the bard, giving them word that the two knights were being delayed by the Fey… They might be here tomorrow or the next day. Relena didn’t mind. She didn’t want some White Knight guy slobbering all over spouting love poems. She loved Heero…
“MORE ENTERTAINMENT! BRING IN THE JESTER!” King Fredrick bellowed and Relena and Quatre flinched. It had soon become clear to the two that their suppose father was something of a jerk. A guard ran off and soon returned with the poor jester. He walked inside, looked around, and didn’t say a word. ‘Oh my god. Trowa!’ Quatre forced himself not to yell, but he could see shock in Trowa’s eyes too. Quatre nudged Relena and pointed. “Hey, that’s Trowa… So we aren’t the only ones.” She whispered and the two watched as he began to juggle and do cartwheels and flips. He didn’t speak, but the nobles didn’t mind. His acrobatics thrilled them and they all clapped loudly when he was done. He sent the two a meaningful look and Quatre nodded slightly.
“GOOD! GOOD! THIS JESTER IS QUITE GOOD! BUT NOW HE IS DONE…” The king never said anything, he always yelled.
“Maybe we should bring in the songbird.”
Quatre, Trowa, and Relena all exchanged a look. ‘A bird?’ The king nodded, “SEND HER IN!”
The three all watched as a guard came in, holding the end of a long gold chain. The chain was connected to a gold band around a girl’s throat. She also wore gold bands around her wrists. They all stared. “She’s beautiful…” Relena’s eyes widened in awe and slight envy. The girl’s skin seemed to glow, her cheeks were a lovely flushed red, her hair came down in red ringlets, and her purple eyes stared at everyone solemnly. She walked with grace and pride even though she was being led like a dog.
She didn’t curtsy before the king, but just stared at him. The king didn’t even seem to notice, but bellowed. “SING!”
The girl sighed and started to sing.
I’ve wept for those that suffer long, but how I weep for my soul. It’s in the soul to feel such things, of grief and mercy you know nothing. Oh what mercy sadness brings, but still the pain plagues me. Fire rages in my mind, fire raging through my soul. Don’t you know what you are doing? Can’t you see that I am dying? In legends old songbirds die, of hearts broken and souls shattered. This gilded cage of mine is closing in and I can’t breathe… My heart is breaking, my soul is shaking… But do you hear, do you listen? All you do is nod your head and hear the pretty tune. The words I sing are of no meaning and I weep.
I’ve wept for those that suffer long, but how I weep for my soul. It’s in the soul to feel such things, of grief and mercy you know nothing. Oh what mercy sadness brings, but still the pain plagues me. Come great leaders of the world and speak of your great rights while around you your people suffer. People dying of your hate, of your greed they do suffer. My heart is breaking, my soul is shaking. Do you hear the words I’m saying?
Pretty words full of hate, killing those beneath your sight. Don’t you know your destroying all that those built for you? Buried by your own hate, the gates of hell open wide. I’ve wept for those that suffer long, but how I weep for my soul. It’s in the soul to feel such things, of grief and mercy you know nothing. Oh what mercy Death can bring… It’s embrace I do welcome… The only reason I keep weeping, keep breathing is so no one else has to suffer my fate… My heart is breaking, my soul is shaking. But my words fall on your deaf ears…
Her mournful song filled the room and Relena felt tears sliding down her face. She looked around and was stunned to see some of the nobles smiling. ‘She’s right… They don’t hear what she’s saying… All they hear is what they want to hear…’ Her voice was beautiful and sweet, but the words spoke of the pain her beauty hid. She was a slave, forced to follow like a dog. Quatre had tears in his eyes and Trowa just stared at her with that masked expression of his.
“What kind of place is this?” Relena heard Quatre whisper and only could wonder the same…
(TO BE CONTINUED)