Demon Seed
Demon Seed
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GW
and its characters don\'t belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU
Agency,
Bandai etc.etc.
Why in
the hell am I staring another fic when I have two out
there
unfinished? Lord only knows. Anyway, this one I\'m not sure
where
it\'s going or what exactly is going to happen, I\'m as clueless
about
as any of you who might read it.
Anyway,
this is going to be an AU set in dark, gothic times and
will
probably be a little hard for some people to take. What exactly
that
means I\'ve no idea but it will be more horror, angst, sex and
whatnot.
But I won\'t put any yaoi or yaoi couplings in this, that I
can be
sure of just because I don\'t feel like doing it in this
particular
fic. Guess it\'s a case of been there, done that so I\'m
trying
something a little different. I guess that means that
couplings
are up in the air as well, though I will most likely pair
up
Heero and Relena, being that Relena is going to be the main
character
of the story.
Well
whatever this ends up being I hope it\'s enjoyable to read.
The
girl knew she had been different from others since as long
as she
could remember, though she did not understand how or the
reason
why she was different. Her mother was a quiet but nervous soul
and
had always tried to hide the truth from her daughter but the
child
was just too inquisitive and perceptive to be held back into
the
darkness for long. And just as the girl was about to unleash the
mystery
and have all of her questions answered, her mother had
whisked
her away on a dark and cold night far from her kingdom and
farther
away still from her father and older brother Milliardo.
Being
only five at the time the girl could do little to prevent
her
kidnapping by her own mother, nor could she prevent the fact that
she
realized for the first time how afraid her mother truly was for
her,
though she figured it had to definitely do to the fact that her
father
was a dangerous man. Since she was a babe she never really
knew
or seen a whole lot of him but she knew of his existence and the
incredible
power that he held in his hands, the powers of life and
death,
as she rememb hea hearing many of the servants say as they
spoke
in hushed tones amongst the shadows of the grand castle of
Peacecraft.
It was
at the dawn of that dark and cold night that her and her
mother
happened upon a monastery that rested high on a hill. It was
surrounded
by a ten foot tall stone wall with a wide, thickly wooded
double
gate adorned with two large iron locks linked with heavy
massive
chains.
She
remembered her mother sliding hastily from the horse and
pulling
her down even more quickly making sure that her small cloak
was
wrapped tightly around her, her hood pulled down over her eyes.
Carrying
her over her shoulder she ran to the gate and tugged
furiously
on a thick ded ded cord that hung down low, attached to a
big
silvery bell tied securely to a stout wooden post that was
planted
firmly in the ground.
The
small girl covered her ears and closed her eyes, squinting
them
tightly to try and block out the low chiming tin that pounded in
her
head and hurt her ears. The ringing then stopped as soon as it
had
started and she turned her head hearing the eerie squeak of the
opening
gates, though she could not see very well until her and her
mother
were through the gates and she was once again on her feet.
She
then looked up noticing the relief in her mother\'s face,
though
her breathing was still quite panicked. Through gasps she
heard
her speak. "Thank you, father, for accepting her, into your
home.
I knew not where else to turn to, to escape the evil that I,
have
plagued upon the world by even allowing her birth.
The
girl\'s mouth opened somewhat at her mother\'s words. Was she
saying
that she wished she had never been born? That she should have
snuffed
out her very life before she had even the chance to take her
first
breath? Her bottom lip began to quiver with hurt and anger. Did
her
mother ever really love her? She turned to the priest hearing him
speak.
"My
queen, it is the least we could do seeing how your father
supported
our humble order for all of the years that he breathed, and
we
shall take excellent care of his granddaughter and see no harm
comes
to her, nor shall we allow the evil that may exist in her to be
allowed
to surface."
The
girl child\'s eyes were now wide hearing herself described as
evil.
Was she dangerous? Was that how she was different? Questions
began
to form in her mind as well as confusion, anger and fear, but
before
she could voice them to anyone she found her mother kneeling
before
her, looking her straight in the eye.
"I\'m
sorry my darling, but this is where you shall live from now
on.
You may not understand and by the lord\'s blessing I pray you
never
will. I cannot stay with you, I must return back home. I will
not
come back."
"And
why would I ever want to see a mother who despises me so
much
that she wished I had been born dead instead of alive. I pray
you
never return and I never have to look upon fac face again."
"Relena,
I didn\'t mean..." Her mother stopped and bowed her head
as if
trying to hide the tears in her eyes; she brought her head back
up to
peer into her daughter\'s eyes again. "Please, my darling.
Never
doubt I love you with all of my heart and I do this for your
own
good, so that you may have a chance at a future of peace and
happiness
instead of darkness and pain."
The
youngest Peacecraft child knew not what to say and stood in
front
of her mother staring at her with almost dead eyes. Her mother
pursed
her lips trying to conceal the hurt in her eyes as she kissed
her
daughter\'s brow. She rose immediately and thanked the father once
again
and hurried her way back out through the gates.
The
squeal of the gates as they began to close snapped Relena
out of
her dazed anger. She ran full force to the wooden doors
screaming
her love for her mother but they where now closed and she
knew
not if her mother had heard her. Tears flowed down her cheeks
freely
now and she released a scream of hurt and pain knowing not
what to
do. She then felt a strong warm embrace and a calming peace
that
seemed to float over her body like a blanket of warmth; her
tears
stopped and her voice quieted.
"Come
my child. You\'re mother is gone and the hour is nearing
that of
the first meal of the day. It is best you get some rest
before
that time. She looked up into his face; it was one of the
most
kind and gentle faces she had ever seen. She remained mute and
only
nodded her head in consent and took his hand allowing him to
her into the monastery itself.
And
while the girl was just ending her morning meal, her
mother
miles away stood atop a cliff overlooking the ocean and the
sharp
rocks of the shore below. She had fallen in love with a demon,
allowed
him to defile her body and even barred his evil spawn. Her
son
she had lost over to the darkness and her daughter she had tried
her
best to save. Death was the only way out of her ungodly situation.
If she
returned she would almost definitely be abused and
tortured
severely for her betrayal and her mind would be picked apart
until
he had discovered the location of where she hid his daughter.
But,
if she were dead she could not feel the pain of torture and she
could
not be forced to give up her daughter.
Crossing
herself, she begged God to forgive her sins, though she
felt
she had committed so many that she was surely set to spend
eternity
burning. But if it meant her daughter would live in
peace...
"Then so be it." She whispered to the wind itself, as she
turned
her body and leaned back. Loosing her footing she began to
plummet
downward and with a silent scream her body crashed against
the
rocks below to be swiftly swallowed by the unforgiving waves of
the
salty sea.
TBC...
GW and
its characters don\'t belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency,
Bandai,
etc. etc.er