MORTAL FEAR
By: Black Winged Angel
Description: In the year A.C. 197 the war ended. Peace finally was
attained and the Preventers Agency had new objectives. The mission of
the organization, to prevent wars and stop the flames of revolution
before it became a raging fire. These Preventers were each assigned the
toughest missions they could handle. Zechs Merquise (Wind) and Lucrezia
Noin (Fire) took the toughest, The Terra-Formation Project. The two
left for space shortly after the New Year. However, their lives were
not meant to be that simple. As always danger followed both of them.
Prelude:
Their wedding was in a week. It couldn't have been anymore
perfect. Zechs was finally going to settle down...and they could
finally be together. He'd be away for a week on business, but it didn't
matter now. Now they both had a future. She could hardly contain the
happiness she felt. 'At last...you're all mine...'
"Lucrezia, once again you've out done yourself. A perfect meal
for a perfect day." Zechs said teasing her. He knew she loved it when
he'd tease her. No matter how often she told him to stop, he knew full
well that her smile was a sign that she liked it.
"Will you stop it!" she said laughing to herself. She suddenly
became the serious partner that Zechs knew well. A brilliant tactician
and a highly skilled mobile suit pilot, she had never been anything
less than perfect. She was the only woman he could think of that could
be truly successful in the arts of war. Yet, she loved peace and hated
wars, and somehow was the only person he allowed to remain close to
himself. Even when he tried he could not bring himself to push her
away. Her warm smile meant the world to him, as did her compassionate
eyes. He could always rely on her support, even when he knew full well
he didn't deserve it. "When will you be back?" her voice broke through
his thoughts and he stood up. Their eyes met. Tranquil violet to
turbulent ice blue. Neither could have known it might be for the last
time.
"A week at the most...Don't you worry. I promise you that I will
be back." he said reading her nervous glance. "I would never miss next
weekend for the world. ...One week...and I will have to permanently
break the habit of calling you Noin. By then you will be Lucrezia
Merquise, not Lucrezia Noin." he whispered pulling her tightly against
him. He smiled, wiping the tears that had formed in her eyes.
"I love you Zechs...we both do." She whispered smiling
mischievously.
"BOTH?!?" A smile broke out on his face, "You mean?!?"
"Yeah...I'm pregnant" she said smiling at the tears in his eyes.
They both laughed for a few minutes, and Zechs pulled her closer to him
and gently stroked her hair.
"Lucrezia...I...I love you so much." she nodded burying her face
in his shirt, "Baby...wait for me...one last time." Lucrezia smiled as
her tears fell.
"I'll be right here waiting for you Zechs...right here."
Neither could have known about the disasters that would befall them. He
never knew about the impending fuel explosion...nor did she foresee the
screams of torture and misery that she would endure as a result, and in
this way two years passed. With Zechs gone and Noin now left living in
fear.
'Zechs...if only you hadn't gone...you could have protected
me...'
By: Black Winged Angel
Description: In the year A.C. 197 the war ended. Peace finally was
attained and the Preventers Agency had new objectives. The mission of
the organization, to prevent wars and stop the flames of revolution
before it became a raging fire. These Preventers were each assigned the
toughest missions they could handle. Zechs Merquise (Wind) and Lucrezia
Noin (Fire) took the toughest, The Terra-Formation Project. The two
left for space shortly after the New Year. However, their lives were
not meant to be that simple. As always danger followed both of them.
Prelude:
Their wedding was in a week. It couldn't have been anymore
perfect. Zechs was finally going to settle down...and they could
finally be together. He'd be away for a week on business, but it didn't
matter now. Now they both had a future. She could hardly contain the
happiness she felt. 'At last...you're all mine...'
"Lucrezia, once again you've out done yourself. A perfect meal
for a perfect day." Zechs said teasing her. He knew she loved it when
he'd tease her. No matter how often she told him to stop, he knew full
well that her smile was a sign that she liked it.
"Will you stop it!" she said laughing to herself. She suddenly
became the serious partner that Zechs knew well. A brilliant tactician
and a highly skilled mobile suit pilot, she had never been anything
less than perfect. She was the only woman he could think of that could
be truly successful in the arts of war. Yet, she loved peace and hated
wars, and somehow was the only person he allowed to remain close to
himself. Even when he tried he could not bring himself to push her
away. Her warm smile meant the world to him, as did her compassionate
eyes. He could always rely on her support, even when he knew full well
he didn't deserve it. "When will you be back?" her voice broke through
his thoughts and he stood up. Their eyes met. Tranquil violet to
turbulent ice blue. Neither could have known it might be for the last
time.
"A week at the most...Don't you worry. I promise you that I will
be back." he said reading her nervous glance. "I would never miss next
weekend for the world. ...One week...and I will have to permanently
break the habit of calling you Noin. By then you will be Lucrezia
Merquise, not Lucrezia Noin." he whispered pulling her tightly against
him. He smiled, wiping the tears that had formed in her eyes.
"I love you Zechs...we both do." She whispered smiling
mischievously.
"BOTH?!?" A smile broke out on his face, "You mean?!?"
"Yeah...I'm pregnant" she said smiling at the tears in his eyes.
They both laughed for a few minutes, and Zechs pulled her closer to him
and gently stroked her hair.
"Lucrezia...I...I love you so much." she nodded burying her face
in his shirt, "Baby...wait for me...one last time." Lucrezia smiled as
her tears fell.
"I'll be right here waiting for you Zechs...right here."
Neither could have known about the disasters that would befall them. He
never knew about the impending fuel explosion...nor did she foresee the
screams of torture and misery that she would endure as a result, and in
this way two years passed. With Zechs gone and Noin now left living in
fear.
'Zechs...if only you hadn't gone...you could have protected
me...'