8-9-2002

War's Reflection Prologue - Part 2
By: Shinigami Maxwell aka Midnight Shadow
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Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and all of it's characters are not mine, and belong to their respective owners.

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4 on the side.

Rating: PG-13

Authors notes: OK this idea came out of nowhere when I was reading something that my friend Gaberiel Yaslana wrote and it was really weird because when it hit me it took me less then a second to have the entire story all writen in my head. So here is the first part. I hope you enjoy reading this um....interesting fic.

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Ever get the feeling that you don't belong, or that there is something that isn't right with the universe? Almost like you're on a stage, in a play and you're the only one who knows that its just a play. That everyone else believes it's the 'real' world and you are the only one who knows that you can walk off that stage? What if...somehow... you were right?

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The noise that the alarm clock was emitting cut through the haze of sleep that surrounded the small blond boy. Groaning the said boy turned off the horrid thing and got out of bed, promptly heading for the shower. After a nice long shower, the golden haired one got dressed and headed to the kitchen. Glancing over to the calendar Quatre noticed that it was March 22nd,AC 195. Suddenly, Quatre had a sensation that he was missing something important, like the feeling one gets in a dream right before they realise that they forgot to wear pants to school. Quickly the Winner heir tried to shake the feeling, and came close, but he could still feel it there just hanging in the corner of his mind. Trying his best to ignore it Quatre prepared for school and left the house, walking toward the school.

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The feeling of sudden unease swamped a certain braided boy as he left his house as well. For the first time in his life he was going to early for school, because for some reason or another a dream came to him last night. Duo had a feeling that it was important and yet he couldn't remember any of the dream. Just the lingering feeling that something had just slipped through his fingers, like sand through an everfull hourglass. And Duo had a feeling that it would be effecting his life soon. So with the unease still with him Duo boarded the school bus and started, probably, his most interesting day in his 15 years of existance.

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Still in the shower Heero didn't have to worry about being late seeing as he lived practically right next to the school. But these days Heero felt as if he had no purpose in life. Like whatever he was supposed to do he wasn't doing it, and now today he was feeling it stronger then most days. The feeling of emptiness almost brought him to his knees when it had first struck him this morning. And now it was starting to form into a tight ball that was settling in his stomach. Glancing at his water proof watch that he always wore, The blue eyed boy realised that he had stayed in the shower a little too long, and was going to be late if he didn't hurry. But he couldn't shake that feeling of incredible loss that followed him, as he dressed and left the house.

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A lone figure danced around his rather spacious room, in an intracate dance that involed nothing but skill, a sword, and himself. He was oblivious to everthing around him except the air that flowed around his body and the movements of the things around him. Finally, the figure came to a stop in the middle of his room, and placed his sword back in it's sheath, and put that back in it's proper place on his dresser. Wu Fei looked around his room, again, for any thing that seemed out of place; And like the times before he found nothing that shouldn't be there, or that wasn't there. Him could feel it though. The feeling that there was something wrong. It surrounded him and refused to let go until he found out what it was. Today his sword routine was longer and somehow different then the others that he usually did on 'normal' mornings. Sweeping his room with one last glance Wu Fei headed down the road to the bus stop and the rest of day, which now promised to be a long one.

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Wrongness. Unease. Anxity. Loss. All of these feelings swirled together and mixed, all forming in the mind of one long banged boy, who added one extra feeling to the list which seemed to be getting longer. Worry.

It all gathered and today as thoughts whirled though his head Trowa finished his breakfast and left the trailer and the circus grounds where he lived and headed to school. Still tossing thoughts around his head as he walked, and one question kept popping up: What is wrong?

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Alighting from the school bus, Duo moved swiftly over to the front of the school building. Looking around he didn't recognize any one, which was weird. He had been going to this school for the last two years, hadn't he?

Oh well. It didn't matter since Duo didn't have any real friends. He didn't know why that was either; It's just, he had a weird feeling that he would be leaving soon and won't be able to see these people ever again so, he figured it was best if he just didn't have friends. But where would he possibly go?

He had not been anywhere out side of Japan in his life. It was very odd.

What was going on?

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Heero arrived at the school the second the bell rung indicating that students were now allowed to enter the building. "Perfect." Heero thought. For some reason that he couldn't explain, he had always had an obsession with being perfect. It was like his life. For a breif second Heero felt a slight disorientation as he turned and faced the school. Heero could have almost swore that the building looked just like a base for a second.

Shaking his head Heero knew that he had lost it totally now. A base. Yeah sure. But still....The thought lingered in his head as he entered the school.

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Reaching the school a few minutes before the bell was supposed to ring, Quatre looked around and realised that he had no idea how he had found his way here. But, he knew that, even though this was where he had wanted to go he did not know the way here nor did he know what the place looked like until he had gotten here a few seconds ago. Odd, he had been going to this school since he was a freshman. This was his school for heaven's sake!

He should know how to get here and what it looked like right? And yet he had no idea what roads he had taken to get here and the school looked totally different to him. Still perplexed Quatre walked into the school as the bell rang.

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Blinking Trowa found himself at the door of the science classroom that he was supposed to have (well DUH) science class in. He didn't remember this classroom or the teacher either, but all the students and the teacher treated him like they had known him for years. 'Which' his mind told him, 'they should since you've been going to school since the end of the 8th grade.' But his heart told him something else. It said 'Something isn't right here.' Frankly he believed his heart more, since he knew for a fact that his mind was not working correctly today. Finding a seat in the back of the room where he could see everything and everyone, Trowa sat down and took out the homework that he couldn't even remember doing, and yet there it was sitting on his desk. Yup...something was really wrong....

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Wu Fei looked around his surroundings and could not seem to get his bearings on where he was. The bell had rung a long time a go and now people probably thought that he was skipping school or something.Wu Fei couldn't believe this. He couldn't even find his classroom and he had been here for two years! It didn't make any sense! And that stupid feeling still surrounded him and now it felt like it was starting to strangle him. What's going on?

The question hung in the air as Wufei turned a corner and continued to search for his classroom.

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Lunch. The word that Duo Maxwell loved the most at the moment. Now that History was over he was free to go and pig out. He was starved! Navigating the halls, he somehow found the way to the lunch room. All day he had been feeling this sort of disorientation, like he would start to walk to someplace and then realize that he didn't know how to get there. But by that time, he would aready be there. Weird, huh? Oh, Well. I just want to eat!

Duo thought as he proceeded into the packed cafetieria. Although it bothered him he honestly didn't care, I mean when one has good grades and all the teachers love them, wouldn't they be happy. But then again...for some reason Duo thought that he wasn't supposed to have good grades. And weren't all the teachers supposed to hate him? Hm....

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The cafetieria. The place the Heero Yuy hated the most. It was so noisy and chaotic and disorganized. He had no idea how he withstood this everyday.

Actually somewhere in him he believed that he didn't. But that was just a waste of time to think about. Walking to the lunch line, Heero began to fish out some money from his deep pockets. Cling! Clang! The sound of falling change reached Heero's ears and he swore as he turned to pick up the run-away money. He didn't get the chance though because it seemed that a boy was already picking it up. As the boy straightened, Colbalt and Prussain met and their eyes met. An intense sense of familiarality hit both boys at the same time. "Duo." "Heero." They both said at the same time. But the names were quickly forgoten as the braided boy was suddenly knocked to the ground by some punk with a super ego. Duo swore as he hit the ground. With a glance at the Blue eyed boy he saw that he was now fighting with the punk. Not caring to get involved Duo spared one last glance at the guy in the green tank top and left.

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This was getting nowhere. Heero had been argueing with this idiot for ten minutes now and so he resorted to the one thing he knew how to do the best....glaring. And thank goodness it worked eventually the guy left, and Heero noticed that somewhere along the way that kid with the long hair had disappeared. Heero knew that he should recognize the kid from somewhere, but he couldn't figure out where. It was like the memory had come to him one second and then suddenly erased from his mind. This was just way too weird.

Angry and frusturated that he couldn't figure out this problem he abruptly turned and left the building, with no desire to continue the rest of the day.

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Looking around the classroom Quatre tried to find someone that he reconized, and again he didn't see anyone that he knew even remotely. It was starting to get annoying! A dy he had been looking for someone that he knew (although he had no idea who that was) and he hadn't found him yet. He had the constant feeling that someone was watching him. Finding a seat in the class room Quatre sat down and took out the materials for the class. Once again the teacher was somebody that Quatre had never seen before, but right when he was about to ask what her name was, it hit him...her name was Ms.Matteson.

That had been happening all day and now he was about to lose his patience (which was very rare indeed). And that feeling that he was forgeting something was still eating at him. He still couldn't figure it out! What in the world was going on?!

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Finally able to find his classroom the rest of the day contiued on 'normally'. He still had trouble finding a few places but had always ended up there sometime so he didn't worry about it. The funny thing was the teachers didn't care that he was late to class... in fact it was like they were expecting him to be late. Wu Fei got up as the final bell of the day rung. Walking to the front entrence he decided to try something. Closing his eyes he began walking and let his mind wander. In a few moments he opened his eyes and there he was at home. He had barely walked three steps! How could this be? Opening the door he entered his house and continued thinking of the things that had been happing all through the day.

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Author's note: About Duo's bad grades? Right. I know Duo's not stupid. In my mind, Duo is basically too smart for all the school's he goes through. When a person knows the stuff being taught to them, they get bored, and it's more likely that they'll just not try and get bad grades. Grades don't reflect a person's intellect, just whether or not they do their homework. So basically Duo gets bad grades because school aren't a challenge, besides, what would be if you're a gundam pilot and can operate and run the most complicated and up to date programing and machinary? Right. So I was reading this over and I thought that the bit about Duo's grades made him sound stupid. It's not what I think. I just think he's bored. Ok. I'm done. Thanks for reading. Bai!