27-Mar-2001
Disclaimers: I don’t own GW or any series. I am poor. I only own my cat….just don’t tell her that, she thinks it’s the other way around. These are teasers for things I am currently working on…but I have NO inspiration of late and can’t really write….just come up with these things. Let me know what you think so I know if I’m on the right track or should give up. Thanks.
These stories contain YAOI...this means guys like guys. Here you will find violence, sex, mention of NCS, groping, and something that may offend. If you cannot deal...don't read!
Trowa stalked the halls of the special hospital. The Maguanacs stood guard over the four precious patients though all felt a deep helplessness. Heero, Duo, Quatre, and Rashid had all been horribly hurt virtually in front of them and none could do anything to stop it. The men’s wounds were slowly healing, yet none of them had regained consciousness. If the attacker came again, its victims could not survive. This place, however, was unique.
Iria’s father had turned a resource satellite into a kind of psychic bomb shelter. He feared that Quatre’s empathy might one day get the better of his son and the boy would need a place where his abilities were quelled. So he formed a huge complex with a special metal he discovered in a rouge comet. The walls of this satellite were made from the material whose natural property was to block all forms of energy. It was in effect an energy sink. Anything directed toward the metal was either absorbed or redirected back against the source.
After the last attack, Iria had ordered her brother and the others brought here. Since then, about two weeks, something had tried three times to break through the wall. Each time it was turned away, but the last attack left deep dents. Whatever they were up against wanted Duo very badly. Very badly.
The gathered forces kept a silent vigil until a loud bang and the groan of stressed metal told them the attacker was back.
“Get the weapon ready!” Iria yelled over the noise. “If we can force it to show its true face, we can fight it.” Then silently added ‘I hope.’
Men scrambled to gather the needed pieces as the sound of rending reached their ears. A large section of wall collapsed to the right of the hospital. The sound of triumphant, maniacal laughter filled the based.
“It’s gotten through,” Iria shouted into a walky-talky. “It’s gotten through. Get them the hell out of there!”
Once upon a time, long ago in China, there lived the Dragon Clan. The leader of the clan, Lord Chang, had but one son, named Wufei. The young heir’s mother died when he was a child and his father left his education to a woman called Sally Po. Now, Sally was a very forward thinking individual; she knew the world consisted of many places and peoples, some far stronger than the Dragon Clan. So, Sally used her position to send her best student, a girl called Akane, into the world to find allies for Wufei.
By the time the boy was eighteen, the teacher had gained seven different countries’ loyalties. To celebrate the heir’s birthday, each one was sending representatives with gifts. Lord Chang was delighted and of course took all the credit. Sally just smiled and waited; the clever woman had something up her sleeve.
Only the constant attacks by a group of monsters marred the happy arrivals. More than a few younger members of diplomatic parties had been kidnapped before even making it to the Dragon Compound. The Ambassadors were furious and her entire plan could evaporate. Yet, there was one more group to arrive and if the reports were true, the Oni would surely come for them.
The last to arrive were the strangest looking of the lot and actually comprised three parties. Two golden blonds, a young man and woman introduced themselves as Quatre and his sister Dorothy from the Magaun Kingdom. A tall platinum blond and a young honey-blond woman were Zechs and Relena of the Sank Kingdom. It seemed as if Zechs was some sort of royal-born bodyguard from the way he stood protectively near the girl. The last pair appeared very different. The older man, Treize, carried himself with dignity, pride, and the air of a man born to command. His little brother, Duo, hummed with barely suppressed energy, his eyes relentlessly moving everywhere. Sally welcomed them in the name of Lord Chang and Prince Wufei, hardly able to contain her glee.
Choosing not to tell the newest arrivals anything, she made a quick decision about how best to get the monsters’ attention. Nodding to her left, the woman led them to their rooms and began to speak.
“I think it was a good idea to band together as you did. Recently, there have been many Oni attacks.”
“Oni?” Both Duo and Quatre asked at the same time.
Sally had to laugh; the two young men were perfect, so young, exotic, innocent, and strong. Surely the monsters would come for them. “Oni are monsters who live in the mountains around the city. They feed on the flesh of those they kidnap. Five guards have been killed in the last week and ten young men taken.”
Treize and Dorothy walked closer to their siblings. Something about the guide’s tone and constant glances at Quatre and Duo bothered the older pair.
“Don’t worry,” Sally laughed. “We have many warriors here, though the creatures might be tempted by your beauty.” Arriving at a building with many doors, she motioned for everyone to stop. “These are your rooms. Please make yourselves comfortable.” Turning, the woman walked back to the palace. There was much to do and no way to tell how much time was left; parading the beauties across the grounds had to have attracted the proper attention.
Treize nodded to Zechs and Dorothy before entering the room bearing the symbol of his kingdom. He told Duo to begin unpacking; he had to speak with the other representatives.
The two longhaired blonds were waiting for him in front of the building.
“Something is not right here.” Treize said, keeping his voice carefully low.
“I noticed,” Dorothy sniffed. “Have either of you seen how close our rooms are to the city wall?”
“Now why would they put important visitors in a place of such danger?” Zechs murmured, suspicion lighting up his blue eyes.
Whatever Treize might have said next was lost as a scream cut the air. Each person ran to their rooms to find them torn apart, the windows open, and no sign of their family. A scuttling on the roof made them all run to the front once more. On the roof, framed against the setting sun, were seven monsters, three of which were holding Duo, Quatre, and Relena.
The young lady was still, cradled in the arms of a dark eyed Oni and Zechs knew she’d fainted. The thing holding here looked as if red scales covered every inch of its hide. Tattered shorts were the only clothes worn and muscles rippled when the Oni moved. No hair graced its head, but what looked like navy blue feathers covered the area instead.
Quatre was slung over the back of a green-eyed creature and his small fists pounded its back, all to no avail; indeed, the monster seemed amused. Fangs glinted over curved lips. This one’s skin was hidden by dark brown fur. It also wore tattered pants, but these appeared to be leather and a metal collar graced the monster’s neck.
The lead Oni clutched Treize’s younger brother. Of all the captives, Duo turned out to be the biggest handful; he bit, squirmed, and fought for all he was worth. The Oni holding him had silver skin and cobalt eyes. Its intense, hate-filled gaze swept over the Compound. Metal encircled thin wrists, ankles, and neck. Despite the lithe appearance, tight muscles could be seen moving under the things skin. Only a loincloth covered the creatures manhood. The young human finally drove a foot into that sensitive area bringing a grunt from his captor. The cobalt-eyed thing holding Duo finally sighed and put him down long enough to backhand the struggling youth. The longhaired youth collapsed without a sound.
“Duo!” Treize screamed, but the sound was overwhelmed by Sally Po yelling.
“Now,” she cried. From all over the Keep, hundreds of men suddenly appeared, throwing what looked like glowing ropes into the air. They connected above the Oni and a white glow enveloped the surprised creatures. Shrieks echoed across the compound.
“What are you doing?” Zechs demanded only to find himself quickly tackled by guards. Treize, Dorothy, and he fought as hard as they could but there were too many. The Ambassadors were bound and helpless as their family members became pawns.
“Try the binding,” Sally ordered. Chanting vibrated through everyone’s bones. The glow of the ropes increased as did the cries of the Oni. “We have them!” The woman’s joyous cry was dampened by the other sounds.
That joy soon turned to despair as the light around the monsters suddenly dimmed. A darkness grew out of the lead Oni, pushing back against what was attacking. Strand after strand of shining rope shattered under the assault. At last, nothing remained of the trap.
“No,” Sally gasped. “It should have worked.”
The cobalt-eyed Oni laughed, a deep, dark sound. Smirking, it turned the unconscious Duo to face the assembled throng. Glaring at Sally, the monster ran a clawed hand gently over the human’s face and down his body. The possessiveness of the gesture was not lost on the audience. Quatre whimpered softly as the display. The green-eyed Oni ran a hand over its captive’s rear.
“Let me go,” Treize demanded. “I have to help my brother.”
Zechs and Dorothy also protested.
Throwing Duo over its shoulder, the lead creature leapt over the city wall, the others not far behind.
“DUO!” Treize shrieked as he saw his only relative carried away.
“QUATRE!” Dorothy’s voice shattered several glasses nearby. The sheet anger in it however promised deadly vengeance,
Zechs stood silent. Fury emanated from every pore. Someone was going to pay for this. Pay dearly.
End Part 5
So what does everyone think? Keep in mind I have been working on this stuff off and on and am really depressed right now. Be kind.
Phoenix
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