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Ghost Chapter 2 / 18 Written by Jessi Maxwell - send C&C to Megami_no_Remon@hotmail.com |
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Wufei yawned and stretched. The day so far had been pretty uneventful, and the four of them had been vegging in the living room. Wufei looked at Quatre, a small smile twitching at his lips. The blond was springing back out of his trauma with their help, and was reasonably happy again. It had been difficult to get used to life without Duo around, and none of them really knew if they truly believed that the braided pilot had really raped Quatre. But there was no evidence in his favor, so...plain and simple, he must have. Wufei drug himself from the couch and headed for the mailbox. He came back with a stack of letters, all for Quatre. Quatre's sisters had been mailing him left and right, and Quatre always got great joy in reading these letters and writing back. It had helped him out a lot. Wufei tossed the stack to Quatre. "More fan-mail, Q-chan." He said with a smile. Quatre's face lit up as he picked up the letters happily. "Domo arigatou, Fei-chan!" he chirped, heading off to the kitchen table to read his mail. Wufei smiled and resumed his slouched position on the couch. He saw Trowa smiling in his direction, and he flashed a small smile of his own back. // Hai, Quatre is doing much better...he's strong. // Wufei thought. The peace was shattered when Quatre let out a horrified scream from the other room. Heero, Wufei, and Trowa were on their feet and diving into the kitchen in a matter of seconds. Quatre was shaking hard, a piece of paper clenched in his hands. Tears streamed down his face, and he was pale as a ghost. Wufei dropped his sword, which he had drawn to ward off any of the enemies, and ran over. "Quatre-chan! What's wrong?! What happened?!" he asked in alarm. Wordlessly, Quatre handed Wufei the piece of paper. Wufei glanced at it and read a line, his eyes widening. It was a letter, in the form of a poem, written in Duo's oddly elegant, spidery script. The words sent chills racing down Wufei's spine at the promise, the malice in every word. Now you lay down to sleep You prayed your Lord, your soul to keep But where was he while you cried? I'm the fear you held inside. As I stole you on your bed Do you remember all they said? But your God, he never came, So it's he who takes the blame For one more victim is the cost One more's faith in him is lost I'm coming back, I am not done You cannot hide, you can only run I'll make you bleed, I'll make you scream I'll be the nightmare that invades your dream And when you are finally rid of false hope Pray that they can help you cope After I break you time after time After I have made you mine For your soul, pray to Kami Because I'm coming back ~Shinigami Wufei read and reread the letter in horrified shock. He finally dropped it on the floor and held the sobbing Quatre. "Shh, it's alright, Quatre...he's in jail, he can't hurt you anymore." Wufei whispered, stroking the terrified blonde’s hair gently. "Shh...you're safe, he's not coming back..." Heero made a small, almost strangled noise from the other room. Wufei and Quatre headed in there immediately to see what had shocked the pilot of Wing Zero to make a noise almost akin to fear. Wufei's eyes widened as he stared at the TV screen. Four sets of eyes met at the words of the newsman. "...And be careful, and make sure to lock you doors. Duo Maxwell of Colony L2, charged with rape against multi-billionaire Quatre Winner, escaped from prison this morning. He should be considered armed and extremely dangerous. I repeat, lock your doors..." |