01-Sep-2000
this is short and weird, but not in a good way, like "Lint". it really wanted to be written, but it confuses me. i *think* it is a relena fic.
DISCLAIMERS: Sunrise, Bandai et al own GW, and I own nothing. Suing would be pointless.
WARNING: I have no idea. None, I think.
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Do you ever wonder why Dorothy trails along behind Relena like a love-sick pup? I do. I watch them together all the time.
I mean, this is *Catalonia* we're talking about. The uber-bitch of five colonies. Yet there she is, dogging Relena's footsteps, always two respectful steps behind, practically servile and drooling.
And so sweet! "Yes, Miss Relena", "Show them your sweet smile, Miss Relena", "I admire you more than before, Miss Relena". Everyone is waiting for the strychnine under the sugar. Nobody believes she really means it.
But I do.
I told you -I watch them. I've stared straight into Dorothy's eyes, watching her carefully as she spouts one outrageous piece of flattery after another. And suddenly, I realize it's not outrageous at all. She truly means every word she says.
Think about it! Dorothy is Dekim's granddaughter, second cousin to Treize, proponent of war, lover of death and destruction, and she finds Relena worthy? Someone to be *admired*? Don't you find that frightening?
It scares me.
So I started watching Relena. I always knew she wasn't born a total pacifist. When we were in prison, Dr. J told me how she tried to kill Lady Une. And Heero himself told me about his duel with Zechs, Relena screaming at him to kill her own brother.
I guess, like everyone else, I just thought she was young and impulsive, her ideals not fully formed. I thought she had settled into herself when she began rebuilding the Sank kingdom. When she opened the Academy.
But then, there was Dorothy, and her obvious admiration. So I watched, and I waited, and then I finally understood.
Don't listen to what Relena says; don't watch her actions. It's the *consequenses* of her actions; that's the important part. That's what calls to Dorothy.
Think about Sank-- Relena rebuilt it under pacifist terms. From all over the world, people who were tired of war and killing, who wanted a better life, came there. She gave them her peace and her protection. Until Romefeller arrived. Then she just left.
Oh, she *said* it was so people wouldn't fight and die defending pacifism, but what *really* happened? Heero, Quatre, Noin; they survived. But the regular soldiers, the people who lived there, the children? Died, every one of them. Romefeller rolled them under. A fitting tribute to pacifism, huh? I guess the dead are peaceful enough.
And what about the whole 'Queen of the World' thing? Change from within, lead Romefeller and the colonies to a new destiny of peace, blah, blah, blah. Didn't happen, did it?
It just identified the more peaceful elements of Romefeller, lined them all in a row, perfectly set up for Treize's return. They're all dead now, too.
But it's not just individual deaths, one by one. Oh, no! Relena's ambitions run much higher than that. People *believed* in her, in her ideals. Whole governments, colonies, turned towards acceptence of Romefeller, because they accpeted *her*.
And look what happened. The bloodiest conflict space and earth had ever seen. Space and earth, *that's* the important part, *that's* Relena's true acomplishment. Without her words, without her influence, without people embracing her cause as their own, this war would have been confined to earth. Kept between Romefeller and OZ, just a small thing, really.
With her help, it encompassed the galaxy.
You think I'm too harsh? That she wasn't *trying* to bring about death and destruction on such a large scale? What, you think the girl's just got some seriously bad karma? No way. I told you. I've watched them.
Blue eyes slanted coyly under dark lashes. A giggle stifled behind a delicte hand. A touch, a word of flattery, the precise amount of creamy flesh put on display. Relena knew what she was doing. And she *liked* it. She's even more a creature of the dark than Dorothy. No wonder Dorothy adores her.
'Queen of the World', people call her. An 'Angel of Peace'. Ha! If she's anybody's angel, she's mine. Death's Bright Angel, and her sweet wings have brought more souls to Shinigami than Treize could ever hope to.
Relena doesn't frighten me anymore. I see her, and I see through her. The blood on her hands flows as thickly and as red as the blood on mine, no matter how white the dress she hides behind.
There's just one thing. One thing about her that scares me, enough that I'll bolt awake from a sound sleep, terror singing through my veins, heartbeat stuttering in my throat. I try to calm myself as I look at the brown-haired boy sleeping in my bed, but I can't. Just one thing, one question for Relena.
Why does she follow Heero the way Dorothy follows her?
END END END
that's it. what did you think?
see? i *still* can't tell you what kind of a fic that was.
(:./hyuy/angel)
