Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, but I have their souls.
Category: Horror, AU
Pairings: R+Odin, 4+3, 5+Solo, 2x1
Feedback: Helps me know that this wasn't done in vain.
Over all Warnings: Cross-dressing, beheading, incest, blood, death, bad
incantations, psychotic men living in a run down shack, attempted rape,
murder, cursing, evil animals, laws of Physics thrown out the window,
bastardization of all kinds of characters.I bet I just scared about 20
people). But I swear this will have a happy lemon ending! Just bare with me!
Notes: Oy, not the fluffy Disney version. *takes out the tape and smashes it
* I am going on 3 things, the original Grimm's Fairy Tales, the movie Snow
White: A Tale of Terror, and my own personal touch of evil mischief.
A light knock on the door awoke Heero from his miserable sleep on the
floor. Looking above him at the latched lock, he wiped his nose on
his sleeve and slowly got up.
"Who be there?"
"Ay! Mistress Heero! Tis the morn'!"
Blinking in what occurred the few hours before, Heero lifted the lock
to let in his servant Sarah. She was slightly smaller build then he,
with two black, short braids of hair and brilliant brown eyes. Her
accent drove him up a wall, but it was something he became used to.
Walking into the room with a warm pitcher of water and a serving tray
of haggis and warm tea with singed breads, Sarah looked at her
master's shuddering form.
"My you look tha touch of death!"
Heero looked around the corner of the door to see his ever-present
uncle watching him wearily, he slammed the door and locked the
"Oy my Lord, what be wrong wit cha?"
"I am fearful of my mother. She tried to-"
"Oy now, she wouldn't hurt a fly. Now come here so I may
clean your poor face."
Taking a small washcloth and wiping away the signs of fitful sleep
and trails of tears. The sensations soothed through Heero's anxious
soul and helped him at least try to get out of his room.
"Now, I say you, what a lucky dawg you be. That Robert is
the cat's meow."
"Is he what?" Looking confused as he began to chew on the
toast with a bit off the haggis on it.
"Oh now, Docta Robert! Light blonde hair, soft blue eyes,
sharp nose and quite tall. He's a beauty to behold."
Nearly spitting out the piece of lamb, "You must be joking my dear
woman! He is nearly balding, has these beady little eyes and looks
like a talking skull! Scared me of my wits he did!"
"Ay, I guess beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. I may see
something pretty of him because he is of good background. You may
just see another peasant. Unless you stop looking down from your
mountain, it shall ever be lonely at the top."
Chewing in silence, the Prince nodded and began to drink slowly of
his tea. "I apologize, but I see no beauty anymore. Everything is a
shade of gray in my eyes."
"Tis alright. Well, I must be off to ready the lunch.
Pigeons don't puck themselves." The young maid stood and took the
finished platter and walked off to the kitchen in the underbelly of
Sighing to himself, Heero began to change out of the creased gown he
fell asleep in and into some riding clothes. Fresh air and the
pleasant meadows would do his wrenched heart good from all the evils
he went through last night.
The outside world went unaffected by the things of the castle. The
birds still chirped, the grass was still green, and the sky was still
Inhaling deeply, Heero enjoyed the feeling of the wind fingering
through his hair and the ever-present thundering beats of the horse
hooves on the ground. Slowing the animal to a fast trot, he saw the
beginning of the dark forests slowly creeping out onto the grassy
moors. Stories by Nanoo and the maids whispered in his mind to never
venture into them, for no one could find their way out and that beast
of men would kill him and most horrible of all eat him alive.
Marking the sign of the cross in his chest, Heero began to jump off
the horse and let it graze as he ate a picnic under the weeping
The sound of approaching hoof beats made him look from under the
curtain of branches to see the young Doctor that had every lady
"Ay, me Lady. I never got to wish you well and happy
Wrinkling his nose in distaste, but remembering what the maid told
him, "No good sir Robert, you didn't. I thank you for tracking me
Dismounting from his horse, Robert brushed the unwavering piece of
hair back to its circlet on top of his head. "My I join you?"
"I see why not. Please sit."
Taking the branches over his head, a few lower leaves pushed the hair
out of its place and showing the slightly balding area, causing him
to fluster over it again.
"My, what a beautiful country side. Is this where you tend to
"Ay, my mother used to come here to read or stitch till the
sun began to touch the second roof on the castle. She knew that gave
her enough time to get back home."
Sitting down on the grassy ground, the blond man grinned, "She was of
great wit your mother."
Heero blushed at the comment.
"This reminds me of the moors of Scotland, except they have
an abundance of heather."
Looking up wide-eyed, "You travel?"
"I always wanted to travel beyond the castle walls. I would
sit by father all night and listen to his stories of Rome, France,
Ireland, and even Turkey! I wished he would take me too, but I was
far too young."
Leaning closer against the tree, the young doctor put his hands
behind his head listening to Heero and watched the softened features
and mesmerizing eyes. "I have been to Paris, but not to Turkey."
"Oh you must tell me someday before you leave. My heart
yearns for travels."
"Never in my day did I ever think to hear the words 'yearn'
fall from such angelic lips of you fair one." He bent from his spot
and kissed Heero's hand that reached for a leaf on the ground. The
action frightened the Prince and made him pull away and blush a bit.
"I am sorry. I am not used to being courted."
Taking up the tiny hand again, "Then may you never need to be courted
again." He kissed the hand looking up into the Prince's unworldly
From outside of the little set up in the tree's protected
branches, "Docta Robert! Wheres in tha seven hells ar'cha!"
Pulling away the green curtains, "Yes? Who calls?"
"Ay! A young girl is sick, she has welts and blood commin'
from her eyes. Come quick sir!"
Turning into the tree's arms, "I will be back later, meet me in the
stables my good Prince?"
"Ay, and no later then the 'morrow, or I shall find another
With a smile between them, Robert jumped upon his steed and spent off
to the village below.
Dropping onto the ground below in a cloud of giggles, Heero closed
his eyes and hugged himself tightly. "Maybe this is what father
Getting up off the ground and dusting away the traces of dirt and
grass from his frock, he grabbed up the leftover food and began to
come out of his tree.
Millardo waited for his chance as the leaves began to lightly move
away and a brown head peered out. Jumping out of his hiding spot he
managed to startle the youth and grasp his mouth before it could be
used to call for help. Taking the dagger from his belt, Heero saw it
shine in the air and come swiftly across his hair, casing him to
clamp his teeth down on the leather glove holding back the terror
Gasping in pain, Millardo let go of the Prince as he darted off down
the hillside screaming. Growling the man took chase into the dark
and weeded woods after his game. The hunt was on for him.
Scared and next to exhausted, Heero tripped over a root and began to
tumble down a hillside covered in small saplings and larger rocks,
bruising on contact the fair skin. Feeling the world underneath him
push him away and throw him further down into a bottomless pit, Heero
let it push him away slam him to a halt against a large yew tree.
The Prince held his head to have the world stop spinning for a second
when the crackling of twigs and brush under long striding legs woke
him back to his nightmare.
Holding the tree for support, Heero stood on shaky ground looking to
see a hiding spot amongst the thorny brambles of the deep wood.
Steeping out, he felt himself fall face forward onto the ground pain
flaring up from his ankle. The footsteps coming closer to the top of
the hill, he could almost see the blazing blue eyes.
Frantic to survive, the youth scrambled across the ground till the
ground beneath him gave way and swallowed him whole with a puff of
leaves and small clumps of dead wood into the air. Suddenly leaving
the soft ground for something harder caused Heero to cry out in pain
as his hands and knees connected with the ground below in the hole,
but he began to tear up as he saw he fell into a large tunnel mad by
only God knows what.
The heavy footsteps of the large man came to over the hole that the
Prince fell through, Millardo panting from the dangerous run through
the forest, looked for any sign of the boy with no avail. Closing
his eyes and seeing with his ears, the sounds of running to his right
made him take chase again, far from his real prey under his feet.
A sigh escaped the trembling lips as Heero slumped against the tunnel
wall. He tried to stand again with the pain in his leg, but fell
again. Ripping a piece from his short burgundy riding skirt, he
attempted to wrap the offending limb and try to get to some safety so
he could get back home.
Getting up, Heero put very little pressure as possible on the ankle,
he stumbled through the passageway and found a small dim light at the
end. Happy that he wasn't trapped forever, the Prince walked quicker
to find the sky beginning to darken and rumble with the expectance of
Light drops fell with the following of larger drops that stung bare
skin. He needed to find some sort of shelter for the night and
debated to go back to the tunnel when a ramshackle building came into
It was decrypted with a tall roof like the tiny chapels set in the
middle of a hamlet. What ever it was in its past didn't matter to
Heero, it looked as if it would shed the rains and harbor something
to make a fire from. Picking up his skirts, he darted as fast as his
legs could manage to the building as the thunder began to crash
Passing the doorway of the building, he could see fallen beams across
what looked like the altar area, leaves, twigs, and fallen bricks
littered the floor. Lightening streaked through the air giving a
bright light to the rest of the church, showing off the magnificent
rose window clouded with age. Heero noted it looked to be the only
stain-glassed window left as the winds picked up and blew across his
Looking around for a safe spot to sleep, away from the harsh cold
winds, Heero saw a ladder that went into something that looked like
an old attic room. Curiosity getting the best of him, he slowly went
up, and looking forward into used sleeping area covered in straw and
ripped up clothe. Finding the situation a bit bearable, Heero
fluffed up some of the dead grass in a corner and closed his eyes;
totally unaware that the inhabitants were coming home.