Warnings: AU. Blood. Future Yaoi. That's all I can think of right now. I haven't actually thought of a concrete storyline yet.
Disclaimers: Gundam Wing and all related characters do not belong
to me.
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Dangerous Dreams - Chapter One
Blue eyes. Dead, emotionless blue eyes. No spark of life, no light illuminating them, nothing. Yet they managed to pierce the deepest pits of this oblivion. Their gaze burned into me, calculation, criticizing. I looked away, but those orbs followed me everywhere, blankly staring back. Again, I tried turning away, but to no avail.
"Stop looking at me!" I screamed; they blinked. I squeezed my own eyelids close, but those eyes followed me - I could see them clearly, in my mind. Watching... waiting.
"Stop. It." I whispered, then yelled, "Stop it!"
I opened my eyes again, and was met by those haunting blue ones, once more. "What do you want?" No answer.
Who was it? Who was looking at me? Stop looking at me!
I charged at them, full speed, and crashed into a hard surface, cracking under my pressure. A small section of oblivion suddenly split into millions of sections, replicating these eyes. A mirror. I turned sideways a bit, and saw those eyes again... those, which were mine. Slowly, the dead blue colour was flooded over by a crimson liquid. At the same time, I felt something hot in my orbs, and my vision blurred into a deep red. I felt my sight start to burn, pain biting into my senses. I tried to scream, but I found my lungs filled with that same hot liquid. I tried spitting it out, but it seemed impossible. Wheezing, oxygen was unable to penetrate through to me, and fill me with fresh life. I collapsed on the cold stone floor. I grabbed my own neck, and squeezed, trying to cough out the vile liquid by any means necessary. I attempted screaming again, but all that could be heard was a pitiful gurgle.
"Aaaaaaaah!"
I sat bolt upright in my bed, my pyjama and sheets all drenched in sweat. I looked about myself, welcoming the soft breeze penetrating the room from an open window. My breathing was still harsh and heavy, but my heart started to calm down. Dim moonlight illuminated the dark room I was in, creating a calm effect, contrasting what I had just experienced.
A dream. It had all been a dream.
Suddenly, the door was thrown open, revealing a darkly cloaked figure. I yelped in surprise, and drew my sheets closer to myself in an automatic reaction. Crossbow in his hands, he carefully aimed. Without a sign of hesitation, the arrow was released, and it was whirled through the air, across the room, and crashed into the opposite wall. The wall cracked, a million cracks planting itself all over the room. Suddenly, the broken pieces fell like shards of glass downwards, taking me and the room with it. Clinging to my sheets, I fell. I don't know for how long, but it seemed an eternity. I screamed for all I was worth, hoping this was a dream, hoping that this wasn't real.
And all I felt was the rush of air run past me, gravity claiming me. Once again, I had landed in oblivion. In mid-air, I felt a feather brush past me, but did not see where it had come from or to whom it belonged. Suddenly, I stopped falling, as I was caught by an unknown force. I heard the flapping of frantic wings beside me, strong arms holding onto me, as I was brought up again, out of oblivion, and towards... somewhere.
Above me, a streak of light searched through the darkness. My unknown hero and I slowly advanced towards it; I could already feel the warm sunlight. Finally, the light fell on me and my angel, and I quickly peeked a look at him.
And it really was a him, yet somewhat frail, with womanly features. Long brown strands of hair fluttered behind him, violet eyes blinking brightly at the approaching sun. He was clothed in a black garment, which almost rivalled his wings. Wings, black as the night... black as death itself.
I blinked at him, awed at his beauty, but he ignored me, carrying me weightlessly. We were almost there.
We zoomed past the deep opening, and right into blinding light. I saw no more, but only felt the warmth of it, the angel's strong embrace, and the soft tickle of his hair. We slowly landed on firm ground, as he let me go. I still saw nothing but golden sunlight, but suddenly, someone lifted my chin, and pressed loving, angelic lips onto mine. A deep feeling surged up in me, something even warmer and lighter than the sun. It was pure energy. I let myself fall into the kiss, and dissolve into this new feeling...
But before I could really enjoy this new and fresh sensation, I was
dragged out of this reality, and... woke up.
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Any guesses as to who the angel was? Aww, come on, it can't be that hard! ^_^