Quatre screamed as Zechs thrust into him. There was an excruciating, tearing pain and he felt blood and cum running down his legs. Zechs pulled out of him, triumph written all over his face as he stood over the little beauty. The blond mage whimpered and hung his head miserably, pain and humiliation running across his cherubic features. Tears poured down his round cheeks as he let out a choked sob.
A rough hand grabbed the spun-gold locks and pulled his head back. Quatre felt Zech's lips against his face and neck, kissing the droplets away.
The young healer wasn't aware of when Zechs let go of him, nor did he feel the warm blood gushing onto his back. The older sorcerer stood there, frozen, only able to see the crimson stained blade sticking out of his chest. He fell forward, his body turning to dust before it even hit the floor.
Sally stood there, holding the blood covered sword and panting. Her kind blue eyes were icy and fierce and blood trickled from a cut on her lip. The doctor dropped the heavy sword, looking exhausted. Sally took the small blond in her arms and shook him.
"Quatre? Come on, talk to me."
Dull eyes focused on her, as if seeing her for the first time. "Sally…"
"Shh… it's okay now. Zechs is dead. He won't hurt you anymore." The blonde woman cooed as Quatre sobbed into her shirt.
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Heero stared, transfixed, at the girl. Brilliant silver wings he hadn't seen before flared out and she soared into the air. She held her hands out and silver light shot from her palms. Each blast struck the stone serpents and they let out glass-shattering shrieks before turning to rubble.
Duo and DeathSycthe dodged the falling rocks and ran to Heero and Wing. Trowa and Wufei appeared, both boys and their feline partners looking slightly rumpled but okay.
The girl landed lightly before them and tucked her wings against her back. Faster than the untrained eye, Trowa drew an arrow and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm different things to different people. Most would know me as Callisto." Duo's jaw dropped and Heero said impassively, "Callisto, the Star Angel? You're supposed to be a myth."
"The Spring of Life is also supposed to be a myth. And beyond these mountains, most would consider Meera a myth too. "
Wufei looked at the cobalt-eyed boy quizzically and asked, "What myth?"
Trowa lowered his bow and tried to remember as much as he could about the legend. "It was said that deities watched over our planet. Among these were six guardians, three Angels and three Lords. There was Mathian the Earth Lord, Curoda the Fire Lord, and Nicodemus the Ice Lord. The other three were Danae the Water Angel, Crystalline the Air Angel, and Callisto the Star Angel. At some point, they were imprisoned in unreachable regions of Earth."
"And you four have released me after millions of years." Callisto said, happiness and thankfulness dancing in her dark eyes.
Duo flipped his chestnut braid over his shoulder and said, "I'm glad but our friend's sick and we need the water from the spring to cure him."
Heero picked up the fallen flask and filled it with the spring water. Wufei gazed at the miles of land that he and his friends would have to cover to get back. "We need to get back. Quatre needs us."
Callisto smiled brightly and said, "I can get you there. It's the least I can do for you."
Before any of the young men could protest, a silver light glowed around them and they vanished.
The Star Angel stood by the spring before turning her dark gaze to the stretch of endless land. "Now to release my friends."
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When Quatre had seemed to calm down, Sally looked at his bloody body and asked, "Do you want cleaned up?"
Swollen red eyes blinked and the blond mage nodded listlessly. The young woman was surprised at how much weight he had lost as she set him in a tub of water. Quatre never said a word as she washed the semen and blood away and dressed him.
The little blond curled up in his bed, his hair still wet from his bath. His body ached and he couldn't stop shivering. Within a matter of minutes, his clothes were soaked through from perspiration and clung to his fragile body.
Quatre could barely feel the cold cloth against his face. The boy shuddered violently and vomited. Sally watched in horror as crimson blood spilled onto the sheets.
Quatre felt blood filling in his mouth and he retched again. His clothes were drenched with a mixture of blood and sweat and his eyes were shut tight with pain. Sally gently patted his face, looking for any sign that he was all right. Quatre writhed in pain and let out a soft mewl of pain.
He could barely feel the gentle hands cupping his face. His ears were deaf to his lover's familiar baritone.
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Trowa didn't know Callisto meant by 'getting them there,' but he felt that he should be worried. He was right. One minute, they were standing by the Spring of Life, the next thing they knew, they were in a heap in the middle of Trowa and Quatre's bedroom.
The green-eyed archer picked himself up and rushed to his love's side. Quatre was curled up in a ball, vomiting blood. The soft blue eyes were closed in pain as the small blond whimpered helplessly.
The assassin took the delicate face in his hands and said, "Quatre, it's me. I came back, just the way I promised." The blond man didn't even open his eyes. Taking the flask from Heero, he poured some water into Quatre's mouth.
His lover slowly opened his eyes and whispered softly, "You came back. Thank you." Trowa gave him some more water and kissed his forehead. "Get some rest." The cerulean eyes drifted shut and Trowa set his angel back on the bed.
Sally took him by the arm and pulled him into the hallway. "Quatre's going to be fine but while you were gone…"
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It was almost midnight when Quatre woke up. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he turned and saw that Trowa was watching him. The room was silent before Trowa said quietly, "Sally told me what happened."
Tears of shame filled his eyes as Quatre whispered, "I'm sorry…" Trowa took his angel in his arms and cradled him.
"Don't cry. I'm not angry. It's not your fault." The blond hiccuped softly and snuggled closer to his lover's warmth.
After another period of silence, Quatre looked up and asked, "It was hard, wasn't it?"
Trowa took off the pendant and placed it around his lover's neck with a smirk Duo would've been proud of. "Do you really want to know?"
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Callisto stood on the dark mountaintop, five others behind her. "To think after so long, those four set us free." She murmured as she looked for the tiny little village known as Meera. Danae placed her hand on her shoulder, her blue curls drifting in the wind.
"They have an even greater destiny to fulfill in the centuries to come." "They'll never be the same."
"Their destiny is not the path one would choose, or even want." Mathian's green eyes glittered as he said this.
"But they have each other." Callisto's eyes seemed to turn completely black as she remembered what, whom those five were destined to be. "Exactly."
"Doesn't one of them always wear span-"
"Crystalline, my dear friend, let's not go there."
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"Today, the actual existence of Meera or the five warriors and the Spring of Life is unknown. However, those with Meeran ancestry claim that at some point in time, five young warriors did exist." Heero set the book down next to the old parchment they had found.
Duo scratched his head and looked from the ancient parchment, to the pendant, to his friends. "I don't get it."
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Wai!! I'm finally done!!! E-mail please, otherwise I get sad and think you don't like it. *blink* *blink* Okay, I think I need to see my therapist again. All disclaimers apply, I do not own Gundam Wing or whatever.