"Genesis" and "Web of Betrayal"
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Claim: Gundam Wing General
Title: Genesis
Author: Ashkara
Characters: Duo, Heero, Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, Sally (1x2, 3x4, 5xS)
Prompt: Established Relationship.
Rating:
Length: Long
Brief summary: This story has an established relationship with Quatre and Trowa, and a past relationship between Duo and Heero that broke up due to...well, PTSD is the best way I can say it without giving anything away, but is finally on the mend again. But that's just part of the story, there's intrigue, spying, the colonization of Mars. All sorts of things going on.
Here is a brief excerpt:
Duo turned and fell into a defensive stance immediately, hearing the door open and several sets of feet come running in his direction. He relaxed a fraction of a second later. “Ya know, you guys should be more careful. I don’t always remember not to attack when I’m approached like that.” He met Heero’s eyes hesitantly, turning slightly away from Quatre and Trowa. “Long time no see, Heero.” He was proud that his voice didn’t shake.
Heero didn’t reply- he was staring, wide-eyed, at the young man before him, revelling in the eyes and the face and the hair and the body, but mostly in the soul he saw looking back out at him, a soul whose separation from his own had been painful and almost deadening to the rest of him. He managed a word, “Duo.”
The tension between the two was so strong that it was almost painful- Quatre quickly steeped forward and broke the moment. “We’ve got a possible problem, Duo. Heero came to tell us about something you should hear.”
Duo shook off his feelings- they would have to wait until later. His face swung back around to his former lover, eyes hardened now into business mode. An eyebrow came up- “What’s this?”
Heero sighed and explained it all again, all the while musing at the changes he saw in this older Duo. He was as beautiful as ever, perhaps even more so, with his taller, more developed frame. But he was different- quieter, more prone to thinking before he spoke and really thinking things out in general. Part of the mask had been dropped- the clown was no longer the fool as well. At least, not to those who knew and understood him. Heero understood him more than anyone else.
But he saw other things, things that made his conscience ache- slight circles under the deep violet eyes, showing that he didn’t sleep well or enough, a pallor to his skin that spoke of gnawing worries and fears and self-doubt. Worst of all, he looked into the eyes and saw undying love there, but coupled with something he had never wanted to see in Duo- a sense that he, Duo, had committed some sort of terrible sin towards Heero, such that the other would hate him for the rest of his life. He thinks I left because of something he did! My poor Duo! My Duo! A part of him wanted to rush forward and catch the other in his arms and never let go- the rest of him held him back.
Link to the story: Genesis.
Claim: Gundam Wing General
Title: Web of Betrayal
Author: Dyna Dee
Characters: Duo, Trowa, Quatre, Heero, Wufei (3x4, 1xR with eventual 1x2)
Prompt: Loss
Rating: NC17
Length: Long
Brief summary: Loss can mean so many things. In this story Duo has lost all of his friends but one, his freedom, his braid, his voice...the list goes on. But eventually, with Trowa's help he is able to make a recovery. Somewhat. Very dark, much angst. You WILL cry. Trowa also looses in the beginning of this fic, because he believes in Duo so much he walks away from his lover to do what is right. If you like Relena, don't read.
Here is a brief excerpt:
"Hey Kiddo, I've got a nice hot shower and some food waiting for you, just like always." The guard continued to talk in a soft, soothing tone to the frightened prisoner.
The struggle stopped as it seemed the young man recognized the voice and the promise of a bath. As his small body was revealed and pulled completely out, Trowa failed to recognize the boy he'd known as the Deathscythe pilot. His once long, beautiful hair that he'd taken such pride in had obviously been hacked off. Now his dull, dirty, and lifeless hair fell in a wild matted disarray around his head, face, and shoulders. The once bright and vibrant violet-hued eyes that had no equal, were dull and sparked only with apprehension. The beautiful heart-shaped face and mischievous smile had been replaced with a frown of worry on a dirty and gaunt face that looked like it had never had a reason to smile.
Despite the horrendous odor that acted as a shield for the boy, Trowa released his force shield and fell to his knees next to him, causing Duo to shrink away in fear.
"Oh God, Duo." he whispered, horrified at the transformed person in front of him. He reached out to brush a filthy piece of hair away from his friend's cracked lips, even as the creature before him flinched. "It's me, Duo. Trowa. Do you remember me?" a hint of desperation was in his voice.
Dull eyes watched him warily, then turned to Sanders, obviously trusting the man more than the person in front of him.
"He's your friend." the older guard told him gently. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of plastic gloves and put them on. Trowa noticed R. Scott did this also. "His name is Trowa Barton, and he's come to take you out of here." Do you understand, kiddo?" he asked, his eyes filed with compassion for the sorry looking person laying on his side, still on the ground in front of them.
The large eyes slowly returned to Trowa and studied every detail of his person for a moment as Duo slowly eased himself up into a sitting position.
"I've come to take you home with me, Duo." he forced himself to smile, even as he felt a tear coursing down his cheeks. "Will you come to Earth with me?" he asked.
With grubby hands, Duo swept the messy hair away from his face and eyes, and suddenly, a spark of recognition lit on his face. /Trowa?/ his lips silently formed the others name, his face gave form to the word as a question.
"Yes Duo, Trowa." the Preventer smiled in reassurance as the moisture in his eyes began to spill over. Then suddenly he had an armful of Duo Maxwell. He was a mess and smelled worse then almost anything Trowa could have imagined, but he wrapped his arms around the slight form and clung to him nevertheless, feeling his friend's frail body trembling with emotion, expressing what his voice couldn't. Relief and redemption.
Link to the story: Web of Betrayal.
Claim: Gundam Wing General
Title: Genesis
Author: Ashkara
Characters: Duo, Heero, Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, Sally (1x2, 3x4, 5xS)
Prompt: Established Relationship.
Rating:
Length: Long
Brief summary: This story has an established relationship with Quatre and Trowa, and a past relationship between Duo and Heero that broke up due to...well, PTSD is the best way I can say it without giving anything away, but is finally on the mend again. But that's just part of the story, there's intrigue, spying, the colonization of Mars. All sorts of things going on.
Here is a brief excerpt:
Duo turned and fell into a defensive stance immediately, hearing the door open and several sets of feet come running in his direction. He relaxed a fraction of a second later. “Ya know, you guys should be more careful. I don’t always remember not to attack when I’m approached like that.” He met Heero’s eyes hesitantly, turning slightly away from Quatre and Trowa. “Long time no see, Heero.” He was proud that his voice didn’t shake.
Heero didn’t reply- he was staring, wide-eyed, at the young man before him, revelling in the eyes and the face and the hair and the body, but mostly in the soul he saw looking back out at him, a soul whose separation from his own had been painful and almost deadening to the rest of him. He managed a word, “Duo.”
The tension between the two was so strong that it was almost painful- Quatre quickly steeped forward and broke the moment. “We’ve got a possible problem, Duo. Heero came to tell us about something you should hear.”
Duo shook off his feelings- they would have to wait until later. His face swung back around to his former lover, eyes hardened now into business mode. An eyebrow came up- “What’s this?”
Heero sighed and explained it all again, all the while musing at the changes he saw in this older Duo. He was as beautiful as ever, perhaps even more so, with his taller, more developed frame. But he was different- quieter, more prone to thinking before he spoke and really thinking things out in general. Part of the mask had been dropped- the clown was no longer the fool as well. At least, not to those who knew and understood him. Heero understood him more than anyone else.
But he saw other things, things that made his conscience ache- slight circles under the deep violet eyes, showing that he didn’t sleep well or enough, a pallor to his skin that spoke of gnawing worries and fears and self-doubt. Worst of all, he looked into the eyes and saw undying love there, but coupled with something he had never wanted to see in Duo- a sense that he, Duo, had committed some sort of terrible sin towards Heero, such that the other would hate him for the rest of his life. He thinks I left because of something he did! My poor Duo! My Duo! A part of him wanted to rush forward and catch the other in his arms and never let go- the rest of him held him back.
Link to the story: Genesis.
Claim: Gundam Wing General
Title: Web of Betrayal
Author: Dyna Dee
Characters: Duo, Trowa, Quatre, Heero, Wufei (3x4, 1xR with eventual 1x2)
Prompt: Loss
Rating: NC17
Length: Long
Brief summary: Loss can mean so many things. In this story Duo has lost all of his friends but one, his freedom, his braid, his voice...the list goes on. But eventually, with Trowa's help he is able to make a recovery. Somewhat. Very dark, much angst. You WILL cry. Trowa also looses in the beginning of this fic, because he believes in Duo so much he walks away from his lover to do what is right. If you like Relena, don't read.
Here is a brief excerpt:
"Hey Kiddo, I've got a nice hot shower and some food waiting for you, just like always." The guard continued to talk in a soft, soothing tone to the frightened prisoner.
The struggle stopped as it seemed the young man recognized the voice and the promise of a bath. As his small body was revealed and pulled completely out, Trowa failed to recognize the boy he'd known as the Deathscythe pilot. His once long, beautiful hair that he'd taken such pride in had obviously been hacked off. Now his dull, dirty, and lifeless hair fell in a wild matted disarray around his head, face, and shoulders. The once bright and vibrant violet-hued eyes that had no equal, were dull and sparked only with apprehension. The beautiful heart-shaped face and mischievous smile had been replaced with a frown of worry on a dirty and gaunt face that looked like it had never had a reason to smile.
Despite the horrendous odor that acted as a shield for the boy, Trowa released his force shield and fell to his knees next to him, causing Duo to shrink away in fear.
"Oh God, Duo." he whispered, horrified at the transformed person in front of him. He reached out to brush a filthy piece of hair away from his friend's cracked lips, even as the creature before him flinched. "It's me, Duo. Trowa. Do you remember me?" a hint of desperation was in his voice.
Dull eyes watched him warily, then turned to Sanders, obviously trusting the man more than the person in front of him.
"He's your friend." the older guard told him gently. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of plastic gloves and put them on. Trowa noticed R. Scott did this also. "His name is Trowa Barton, and he's come to take you out of here." Do you understand, kiddo?" he asked, his eyes filed with compassion for the sorry looking person laying on his side, still on the ground in front of them.
The large eyes slowly returned to Trowa and studied every detail of his person for a moment as Duo slowly eased himself up into a sitting position.
"I've come to take you home with me, Duo." he forced himself to smile, even as he felt a tear coursing down his cheeks. "Will you come to Earth with me?" he asked.
With grubby hands, Duo swept the messy hair away from his face and eyes, and suddenly, a spark of recognition lit on his face. /Trowa?/ his lips silently formed the others name, his face gave form to the word as a question.
"Yes Duo, Trowa." the Preventer smiled in reassurance as the moisture in his eyes began to spill over. Then suddenly he had an armful of Duo Maxwell. He was a mess and smelled worse then almost anything Trowa could have imagined, but he wrapped his arms around the slight form and clung to him nevertheless, feeling his friend's frail body trembling with emotion, expressing what his voice couldn't. Relief and redemption.
Link to the story: Web of Betrayal.
