After the general round of introductions
had been made, the young elfin boy was able to meet with
the Empress. They decided it best that they should move
into a more disclosed location within the Palace. Moments
later, Thea sat the Mages down within the map room and carefully
explained to them in a riddle the locations of their God
Protectors. The only clues that he was able to really give
to the Mages' task where 'accepting', 'fighting', 'welcoming',
and 'disdaining'. The Mages where to say the least confused
by this, but nodded in silent understanding as to what they
must do. All except Heero who merely closed his eyes and
listened as Thea explained where to go from Sanc to find
the sleeping Gods. By the next morning all five mages rose
early and with their guide, and after a brief goodbye and
wishes for success by the Empress, they headed out to find
the hidden resting places of the God Protectors.
It had only been a day since they
left Sanc, though to the travelers it felt like longer.
They had traveled along the forest's edge to where the greenery
of the forest melted into never-ending sandy dunes of the
large desert lay before them. None wanting to leave the
cool shade of the forest, but they continued to travel along
the border of the two areas. Every so often Trowa noticed
that Quatre was looking off into the distance as if seeing
something the others had missed. It was around midday when
Trowa watched as Quatre began to lag further and further
behind the group. Before he even spoke up to ask what was
wrong for he was deeply concerned, Quatre gently spoke up.
"You should all wait here."
Quatre told them as he reached up, touching the center jewel
of his necklace lightly as only he had seen it glow. "I
should do this alone....."
"Are you sure?" Trowa asked
cautiously, for he had felt a deep sense of uneasiness about
the whole situation. He did not wish for Quatre to go off
by himself, especially if he could not be there to protect
"He has to do this alone."
Heero cut in sharply, but also spoke with an air of great
knowledge in the matter. "When the time comes, you'll
all have to do this alone. We can only observe. Not interfere."
The other Mages looked at him curiously but didn't push
any further to question.
Quatre waved farewell to others,
taking a brief moment to calm the Water Mages unease before
he headed out into the desert very much alone on foot.
* * *
"It's here." He whispered
to the very air around him, feeling the heat of the sun
upon his backside he sighed softly, "Something... is
calling me." Quatre slowly brought his hands to his
chest, lightly covering over his heart. "I hear you."
He said aloud slowly glancing about as if in some vain hope
of seeing what called to him, "Yes... I will set you
free." Closing his eyes, the Wind Mage began an incantation.
The words soon called forth a huge windstorm that torn at
the sands in front of him. As his spell pushed the desert
sand aside, he suddenly found his own spell fighting against
him. Knowing that continuing on with the spell could have
been dangerous, Quatre discontinued it soon seeing the reason
why the winds had acted so. For what was once beneath the
still desert sands and now exposed to the sun and sky, lay
an enormous slow moving whirlwind which seemed to be encasing
the trapped God Protector.
"It's begun." Heero told
them, as he looked up from the ground in front of him. He
had spent the time waiting while leaning back against the
slight rocky surface of a boulder that remained imbedded
into the ground. He looked towards the desert as a huge
dust storm began to form in the direction Quatre had headed
Quatre called up a similar whirlwind,
but its rotation was in the opposite direction. He fought
for control as he slowly moved the spell wind onto the guarding
windshield. For brief moments, the two opposing winds would
create a calm, for which Quatre would move into. He slowly
made his way down to the base of the God Protector Sandrock
taking as much caution as possible as he did.
When the incantation was complete,
Quatre had unearthed the God Protector Sandrock. The Gundam
stood stoically in the roaring calm created by Quatre's
windstorm. As he stood at the base of the pit, Quatre lightly
touched his necklace again and discovered it was radiating.
He could feel his entire body was still exhausted from casting
his incantation, since the Wind Mage had to maintain the
spell for over an hour until he could calm the whirlwind
"Yes, I understand." Quatre
whispered tiredly, looking into the face of the giant God.
* * *
From where the others waited in the
shadows of the forest away from the midday sun, when they
heard Quatre's scream from across the desert. They looked
at each other for a moment, wondering if they had heard
correctly. It was quite faint yet the cry was coming from
just off in the distance.
There was a second scream that brought
them running. It started when Heero yelled for Trowa to
stop, to keep him from aiding Quatre. But the Water Mage
paid no heed to the other man's words. With him racing ahead,
the others had no other choice but to follow, in hopes to
catch the Mage and stop him. Trowa was of course the first
to reach the Wind Mage, who was now at the bottom of the
pit. The others paused for a moment on the side of pit wall
and marveled at the God Protector now visible to all who
could see. Quatre still below was currently on his knees,
his arms wrapped tightly around his body. He was hunched
over, breathing hard as if he had been badly wounded by
some unseen force.
"Quatre!" Trowa yelled
after snapping out of his awe from the God Protector's Image.
He soon slid down the slope, and upon reaching dropped to
his knees in front of his friend. "Quatre, what's happened?!
What is it?!" He instinctively reached out to grab
the young Mage's upper arms and force him to look up.
"No. Don't touch me. It's okay
Quatre gasped roughly, peering up at his dear friend through
unruly bangs. The smaller man's face was flushed as if he
were running a fever and his body shook slightly. "It's
I can handle it." Quatre let a small
smile escape his lips, trying to put the other man at ease.
Another wave of pain shot through
Quatre's body, causing his body to become tense and taunt.
Quatre slowly reached out for Trowa's arms but stopped himself
short of touching the other man and began retracting his
hands. This was not a pain he could share with him nor would
he want to at this point. "I hadn't expected this though."
He breathed almost labored, but slowly seemed to be working
his way through it. Quatre soon let out another heartfelt
cry that torn at Trowa's heart.
"What can I do?" Trowa's
voice reflected the helplessness he felt while watching
his friend in such agony.
It's almost done."
Quatre panted out before he fell forward onto his hands
and knees, arching his back up.
Trowa watched closely as the back
of Quatre's tunic began to rip and tear. He saw the white
tunic turn red at the shoulder blades and it worried him.
There was more tearing, but this time the sound came from
Quatre's shoulder blades, as a pair of large white-feathered
wings began to immerge. Quatre held back another scream
by biting down on his lower lip, as the wings fought to
free themselves from the confines of his body. He grabbed
at the loose soil beneath his hands and made a fist. When
it was over Quatre sat upright, sitting back on his heels.
He was still breathing hard as the pain ebbed slowly away
from his back.
His ascension was complete.
"Quatre?" Trowa stared
at him wide-eyed, trying to comprehend the miraculous transformation
of his friend. "Quatre are you
" He gently
reached out but dared not reach any more as if he was almost
afraid to touch his friend. "You look like an
"I'm fine." He answered
gently, taking in slow even breaths. Wufei, Duo and Heero
slide down the embankment finally catching up with Trowa.
They had witnessed Quatre's ascension from afar. Heero stopped
himself short of the pit's floor and looked up at the God
Protector - Gundam Sandrock. Memories came back to him of
a time long ago, when he was one with his own Gundam and
until the others could find theirs, he would not be able
to call forth his own again.
"What is this?" Duo said pointing childishly towards
Quatre's newly acquired wings. "Heero, is this what
you meant by, 'we'd have to do this alone'?" Heero
nodded his head quietly as he eyed the fire mage. A huge
grin spread across Duo's face as he pictured himself with
wings, "Cool! I can't wait to get a set of those! The
girls are going to just love me even more!"
" Heero said
addressing the newly winged Mage, as he ignored the fire
mages antics. "Finish what you've started." Quatre
looked towards the other mage and nodded as he began to
understand Heero's words. Standing on still shaky legs,
he forced himself to stand with the help of Trowa and faced
the God Protector. Taking a deep breath of renewed vigor,
Quatre opened his new wings to there fullest, stretching
the tendons in them, preparing them for their first flight.
Not understanding how he knew but trusting in his faith,
Quatre lifted himself off the ground and into the air heading
straight for the chest plate of the Gundam Sandrock. As
he neared the God Protector, the chest plate began to open
itself to Quatre, beckoning him inside.
From the ground, the other four young
men watched as Quatre disappeared into the giant God.
"We all have to endure this
trial, don't we?" Wufei said to Heero, while not looking
away from the chest plate of the giant before them. "An
ascension of sorts."
"Yes, as I did the first time.
Many years ago."
Moments later, Quatre re-emerged
from Sandrock and excitedly launched himself toward the
others far below. The Wind Mage smiled as he landed gracefully
beside his friends.
" Heero started
to ask, still awaiting the news.
"Sandrock has accepted me as
its pilot." The young Mage beamed proudly filled with
joyful warmth in such knowledge.
"Are you alright?" Trowa
cut in still concerned since he had to watch the smaller
mage deal with such great pain.
"I'm fine, I'm just a little
tired." Quatre laughed it off waving his hand a little.
"The pain is gone from my back. Once I entered the
God Protector, the pain was removed. We are one now."
Turning back to face Sandrock, Quatre lightly touched the
center jewel of his necklace and Sandrock suddenly disappeared.
"Now I understand the importance of the gem my master
gave me. It is the key to calling the Protectors."
The others, save Heero, looked at
their own gems in wonderment. Their respected teachers had
great foresight in order to give them the gems, knowing
they were destined to be Protectors of the Five Kingdoms.
They each knew that the road to getting their God Protectors
would be worth the trials they must each face. But for the
moment, rest of the Wind Mage came first as they made their
way back towards the campsite.
* * *
Thea returned from one of the nearby
villages to the forest campsite early next morning. And
watched while the Mages were still asleep resting from the
travel they had to deal with just recently. He brought with
him a new pack of food to replace their dwindling supplies
and a map of the surrounding area. The Elvin guide knew
this journey would take its toll on all of them and so allowed
them to get as much rest as they needed.
When the five men finally awoke and
had their breakfast, Thea showed them the route that he
was plotting and explained its dangers and its perks. The
mages looked from the map's route to Thea with looks of
unease, save for Heero and Wufei who seemed to welcome the
challenge. When he was sure they understood his instructions
and also felt more at ease with their traveling route, they
all pitched in to breakdown the camp then packed what little
they couldn't carry onto Spity Lick.
Thea wandered over after checking
the campsite for any leftovers, he noticed Trowa talking
to the young unicorn and listened in, smiling quietly to
himself. As the Water Mage finished securing the last pack
to Spity Lick's haunches, the cheerful guide came up from
behind and threw his arm around Trowa's shoulders.
"Yours will be the next God
Protector we find sir and then you will be able to fully
understand Spity Lick."
Trowa jumped nervously, having been
startled by the ranger's forward manner. Turning a bit and
stepping slightly back from him, he ended up bumping into
the unicorn, and Trowa's face had regarded the young man
"How do you know that I didn't
understand the unicorn?" He asked Thea with unease
and caution in his voice.
"Well, Spity is a magical creature,
as am I. So we understand each other." Thea began to
explain grinning at the magical beast. "You have a
connection with animals that is stronger than any I have
seen, but you do not accept your inner magical abilities,
so Spity can't always reach you. Do you understand?"
Trowa slowly nodded in comprehension,
a pained look briefly crossing his face. "But how will
my finding a God Protector help me to understand
He looked back at the young unicorn curiously as if wondering
how a beautiful creature could have such a strange name
before repeating it, "
The other Mages had gathered around
the two conversant's at this point and listened intently.
Thea was something of a mystery to them and his knowledge
was often times very useful. Each had silently agreed that
when the guide spoke they needed to listen closely.
"Well, the God Protectors are
not just big armor toys for Mages to play with. Each one
is actually an entity, or a spirit, if you wish to think
of it that way.... that has been waiting for one particular
person to awaken it, just as Lord Quatre awakened Sandrock.
However if that person cannot accept their own inner Magic,
then they will be unable to awaken their God Protector."
Thea laughed in a carefree manor and smacked Trowa on the
back. "But don't worry Trowa, I know you will do fine!"
With that said the Mages and their
unusual guide set off for God Protector Heavy Arms. Though
Trowa still had his slight reservations about what the guide
had told to him.
* * *
By the following day the Mages found
themselves on the edge of some lava lakes at the far borders
of Western Kingdom. The party of five and their guide stop
just short of entering the insanely hot area to where the
next God Protector was to be awakened.
"You will have to leave your
horses here." Thea told them even though with the heat
it would have been inhumane to take the beasts with them.
"It isn't safe for them to venture past this point."
As the young men dismounted, Spity
Lick pranced toward Heero and whickered softly at him. Heero
looked at the unicorn suspiciously, for no animals liked
him. His reincarnated flesh raised hackles and caused yowls
and snarls of fear in every animal he met. He eyed Spity's
sharp horn warily, not ready to throw off the mortal coil
again just yet.
Thea laughed at the taciturn Mage's
predicament and gave a mighty slap to Spity Lick's haunches.
"Stop teasing him, Spity, and
get on with it."
Spity Lick turned, snorting at the
amused ranger then with a blink of an eye had turned back
to Heero to begin licking his face and nibbling on his clothing.
Heero backed away quickly pulling his tunic from the overly
friendly unicorn. To his surprise, it wasn't his tunic that
Spity was chewing on, but covering him with a long black
coat that now covered his body to his knees. His hands were
gloved and thick boots adorned his feet. Moving to wipe
his face of Spity's lick, Heero realized that Spity Lick's
kiss had also bestowed upon him a strange mask that he had
It covered his face and a hood covered
the rest of his head. Eye goggles allowed him to see and
a strange filter over his nose and mouth allowed him to
speak and breathe easily. Spity Lick neighed cheerfully
as it quickly moved to each of the other Mages licking them
each in turn and gifting them with similar outfits.
"Spity Lick has given you outfits
that will protect you in the next area you go into. We will
be unable to follow you there, but just make sure you keep
all of your outfits on. It is very dangerous here to be
with out them. I will be unable to help you if you remove
* * *
"Oh man Trowa
began, "you are in serious trouble." The fire
mage grinned as he knelt beside the lake of fire and swirled
his hands within its scalding currents, his protective gloves
long since discarded. "Gods, this feels great!"
He continued cheerfully, as he basked in the fire that danced
on the lake's watery surface. For it had seemed that upon
seeing the fire on the lake, Duo did not hesitate to pull
off his groves and thrust his hands into the fiery liquid.
Quatre now noticing his actions, worried that Duo had scalded
his hands, thus pulling them from the fire to examine them.
Finding them unharmed, he sighed deeply and let Duo go back
to what he was doing.
"Will you cut that out!"
Wufei growled, grabbing hold of the collar of Duo's long
jacket, dragging him away from the lake's edge and toward
the others. "He's nervous enough already without you
adding your ridiculous idea of help to it. And put your
gloves back on! You heard what Thea said."
Duo made a face beneath the mask
he wore, thankful that Wufei couldn't see. "It's not
like the fire here is going to hurt me." Reluctantly
sighed as he began to put his gloves back on.
Trowa looked uneasy as his forest-green
eyes scanned the surface of the Fire Lake. Quatre moved
up beside him lightly placing his hand on the taller man's
arm. "It'll be okay." Quatre spoke, reassuring
his friend as best as he could. Trowa nodded his head and
looked back toward the burning lake before him. He felt
Quatre leave his side and join the others further behind
Wufei was right.
Trowa was nervous, but having his
spells turn to ice this time could be used to his advantage.
Scanning the surface of the Fire Lake, he spotted the tiny
island that was to be his target. Closing his eyes, he calmed
his thoughts as well as his heart and began his spell. Trowa
knew that he would need all the strength and energy he could
draw upon. He opened his eyes and saw his hands glow an
intense shade of blue. Bringing back his hands as if he
were going to attack someone, he threw them out in front
of himself and ran toward the fiery lake. Ice suddenly appeared
and began to layer itself over the surface of the molten
lava turning it black. A second and then a third layer of
ice covered the first, making it safe enough for Trowa to
The others watched from their place
of waiting as Trowa scrambled his way across the quickly
dissolving bridge. As the ice would melt ahead of him, they
could see Trowa throw another incantation ahead of him to
lay down yet another ice sheet.
Heero watched silently as the taller
Mage make his way across the ice bridge. The Blood Mage
showing no emotion in his eyes or face. It was obvious that
Wufei and Duo were concerned and silently cheered Trowa
on as he made his way toward the island at the center of
the immense lake. Though at times Duo's hoots of encouragement
became vocal. Fire spouts erupted around Trowa forcing him
to weave this way and that, the eruptions, at times, taking
him further from his target.
Quatre had been and was the most nervous
out of all. Since his ascension, his empathic ability had
greatly magnified and he was still adjusting to it. He was
becoming aware of more and more things around him, especially
when he was around the other four Mages. He knew when they
were happy or sad or even worried. There was a rapport that
slowly grew between him and the others, even if they didn't
know about it. He did his best to keep the influx of emotions
around him in check, so not to worry the others. He paced
back and forth as he watched Trowa make his way through
But there were other emotions that
came into play - his love for Trowa - and watching him go
through the ascension test alone was a little too much for
Quatre to handle. He rubbed his hands together fidgeting
"He'll be alright Quatre."
Heero spoke up breaking the mage from his thoughts, while
placing a calming hand on the Mage's shoulder, causing him
to stop from pacing. Quatre smiled weakly at the dark-haired
Mage and nodded his head in understanding, though even with
that he still worried.
The ice-bridge that Trowa had created
was beginning to melt behind him. He didn't have to see
it to know, he could practically hear the ice cracking and
sizzling against the heat. With this in mind he ran even
faster to reach the small island in the center of the inferno.
Without warning, Trowa lost his footing and fell forward
on the ice, sliding forward and dangerously close to the
edge. He was able to stop himself but barely, as one hand
dropped onto a single layer of black ice, burning his hand.
He cursed from his mistake as he pulled his hand away. The
protective glove covering the palm of his hand was gone.
But there was no time to examine the burn, not with the
ice behind him slowly disappearing. Quickly standing, he
continued his incantation making his way closer to the island.
But during the last leg of his travels, the ice broke and
melted away from the island just ahead of the Water Mage.
At the last possible moment he leapt into the air, somersaulting
before he landed safety in a crouching position, in the
center of the small island.
The Water Mage thought he heard cheers
coming from shore, but he couldn't be sure over the sound
of the crackling fire around him. But no sooner had Trowa
caught his breath that he doubled over as his body was gripped
in pain. There was a sharp pang in his back as he fell hard
onto his knees.
Is this what Quatre felt?
Trowa thought, as he fought to keep himself from screaming
aloud. He felt his tunic pull tight across his chest, as
the pain in his back grew even stronger. He struggled to
keep his voice silent but the pain became more unbearable.
NO! I did not ask for this!
There was the sound of soft material
tearing that slowly grew louder. It was obvious as the sounds
became louder that the jacket provide by Spity Lick was
beginning to tear.
Unwittingly Trowa screamed out in
the heated air around him, calling out Quatre's name, as
he fell forward. It was more then he could handle or bear
as he cried out once more. Wave after wave of spasms wracked
his body and Trowa continued to scream. He heard tearing
but wasn't sure anymore if it was his tunic or the skin
on his back ripping apart.
"Trowa! This is what Thea meant!
Don't fight it!" Quatre cried out in vain, running
to the edge of the lake, his hands over his heart. The empathic
Mage had sensed Trowa's pain even before hearing his name
called. His white wings open to their fullest, tearing through
the protective outfit. "I'm coming!" As Quatre
readied himself to fly, he felt two pairs of strong hands
grab his arms and hold him fast. He looked quickly and found
Heero and Duo holding him tight. "Trowa needs my help!
The Water Mage screamed again as he felt the pair of wings
burst from his back. The remains of his tunic and jacket
hung loosely around his neck as he collapsed to the ground.
Trowa lay there exhausted breathing heavily through the
mask he wore. His new wings draped heavy over his body,
pressing him to the small island. Pushing himself up, he
could feel the heat of the lake on his body as he struggled
to stand. The heat of the fire around him was reddening
his unprotected skin. His hand throbbed with pain. He stood
shakily, his legs threatening to buckle as he tried to straighten
his stance. Over the crackling heat and fire, he could hear
Quatre calling to him. He sounded panicked with fright.
" Trowa whispered
looking back toward the others, but something was wrong
on shore. Through the waves of heat, it appeared that Duo
and Heero were restraining Quatre. Why?
The Wind Mage struggled to free himself
from the others who detained him. It took all three now
to hold Quatre as he fought to take flight. "Stop it
Quatre!" Heero snapped at the other Mage. "Trowa
has to do this alone! You can't help him. You must understand
that! You are endangering what he has fought for."
"No, I can help him. I have
to go help him! Please!" Quatre pleaded as tears threatened
to fall. "He's hurting
Quatre thrashed about and suddenly
broke free of the other Mages' grips taking flight after
Trowa. As he passed the edge of the lake he hit a wall of
force that sent him sailing back into the ground. He jumped
up furious that he was unable to pass since he could not
be there for Trowa as the Water Mage had been there for
The Water Mage took to the air using
what strength he had left within him. He could feel the
presence of the God Protector but was still unsure of where
it was resting. He knew he had to act quickly. The heat
of the fires below him had been tapping the last of his
stamina. If he didn't find the God Protector soon, he risked
falling into the lake of fire below.
Then he saw it, an opening in the
center of the Fire Lake, but he was still unsure of what
he saw. He pushed himself higher into the sky. Yes, it was
there, it was unseen to the eye at ground level, but easily
spotted from an aerial viewpoint. For just beneath the surface
opening, untouched by flame or fire was the Gundam Heavyarms.
With no time to waste, Trowa dived toward the opening, disappearing
from view beneath the shoreline of the others.
"What's he doing?" Duo
asked in shock, as they watched Trowa plunged head first
toward the lake's surface. "Is he crazy? He'll never
The others on shore could do nothing
but watch in alarm as Trowa disappeared from sight. Quatre
ceased his frustrated tirade and closed his eyes trying
to block out the scene that unfolded before him. His mind
panicked believing that the one he cherished was gone, but
he heart told him the Trowa would be safe from harm.
Moments later, there was a huge explosion
from where Trowa had disappeared below the horizon. The
liquid fire erupted into a huge plume, raining back down
across the fiery surface of the lake. From the center of
the fiery plume rose a hulking figure of red and white.
The God Protector lifted out of the
lake and landed on the shoreline, just beyond where they
had left their horses, and its chest hatch began to open
up. Trowa stepped out once it was fully opened and leaned
shakily within the entrance. He weakly pulled at his torn
tunic and protective jacket and let them drop to the ground
far below not wishing to carry the extra weight anymore.
By his posture, Trowa looked drained and defeated. He looked
down and saw the others running toward him, though he specifically
focused on Quatre, who had much worry dancing within his
blue eyes. Pushing himself away from Heavyarms, Trowa took
to the air with his newly released wings once more. Turning
to face the giant God Protector, the Water Mage touched
the gem given to him by his Master and the Protector disappeared.
It was obvious to the others on the
ground that Trowa was having difficulty staying aloft in
the air. They watched as he clumsily took to the air and
struggled to stay in flight until the God Protector dematerialized.
Then all of a sudden as the Protector was completely gone,
Trowa's body went limp, like that of a wounded bird shot
out of the air by a hunter's arrow.
"NO!" Quatre screamed in
horror, instinctively throwing his hands out toward the
plummeting Mage. As he did, Trowa's body was caught on a
cushion of air, breaking the other Mage's rapid descent.
Setting him down gently, Quatre ran to Trowa's side and
gathered the taller mans body in his arms. As he reached
Trowa's side, he pulled off his own gloves, jacket and mask.
"Trowa..." Quatre called softly, his voice on
the verge of cracking, "Trowa, please open your eyes."
Quatre continued to beg as he gently removed the mask from
Trowa's nose and mouth.
Trowa stirred weakly in Quatre's
arms, looking up into the serene angelic face above his.
Quatre's wings where opened wide, shading Trowa from the
afternoon sun. "Quatre
" He said softly as
he slowly inhaled and exhaled.
"I'm here." Quatre whispered,
fighting back his tears.
"I'm glad." Smiled the
smaller man as his tears gently started rolling down his
Trowa brought up his injured hand
for Quatre to see. "It hurts
I'll take care of
it." Quatre told him softly, gently taking hold of
the injured hand and began to heal it with his power.
Trowa closed his eyes, slipping into unconsciousness.
He'll never succeed if he doesn't
stop fighting his own gifts though... Quatre mused quietly
to himself as he watched the mage sleep in his arms.
Trowa continued to rest peacefully
in Quatre's arms and lap. He was exhausted from his ascension
and pairing with the God Protector. His strength had been
tapped out from casting continuous spells and the blazing
heat in which he had to travel through. Quatre's healing
spell had tended to his burnt hand and Trowa's breathing
had finally slowed from the ragged breathing that had plagued
Quatre glanced down into his friend's
face, brushing the long locks to one side, smoothing the
lines on his face. "I'm sorry for how I acted."
Quatre said softly, not looking up to meet the gaze of the
other three Mages, but knowing that they had been standing
close by. "I'm sorry
it's just that since the
- my - ascension, my
my empathic abilities have gotten
" Quatre slowly looked up at the others.
"I can feel what each of you are feeling without having
to touch you. It's still quite weak but it's there."
Quatre wiped away a stray tear with the back of his hand
as he continued speaking. "There's a rapport starting
and I'm having a little difficulty handling it. And when
Trowa hurt his hand
more than I could
"The ascension is different
for everyone." Heero spoke assuring Quatre that he
understood far too well what the young Mage was going through.
"It affects their strengths and weakness. The bond
you share with Trowa is growing stronger."
"Are you saying that when the
rest of us go through our ascensions, Quatre's going to
feel it as well?" Duo asked curiously, eyeing the Wind
Mage as he looked up from Trowa.
"In one form or another, yes."
Answered Heero with a great calm in his voice, "It
will depend on how well he can control his ability."
" Duo whistled
for a moment between his teeth. "Sorry about that,
Quatre. Hey! That doesn't mean your gonna know what I'm
doing on my 'free time' does it, cause that's Duo's time."
Quatre as well as the others who where gathered there, stared
at Duo for a moment in shock and disbelief that the mage
even said something like that.
"What???" Exclaimed Duo
as he flailed his arms a bit and argued defensively, "I
just want to make sure that people respect my need for privacy."
"We should camp here for the
night." Wufei said coughing behind his hand as he quickly
changing the subject. "Trowa is in no shape for traveling."
"Good idea." Agreed Heero
as he walked towards the horses to unpack enough for the
night, "Why don't you and Duo go find us something
for dinner." Duo and Wufei exchanged glaring looks
at each other. "Stop it you two and get going."
The two reluctant Mages walked off
in silence staying a fair distance from one another. Knowing
that if they argued and it escalated they would have to
face Heero's anger. The first time that happened was more
then enough for the two young men.
"You want to tell me what's
wrong with Trowa?" Heero asked, once the other two
were out of earshot. Heero's straightforward question caught
Quatre off-guard and he felt a bit flustered. The Wind Mage
tried not to look surprised as he delayed answering the
question. "His ascension shouldn't have been so tough
Quatre looked up from Trowa's still face and spoke softly
as if not wanting to disturb his rest. "He's fighting
"He's fighting his gift. He
doesn't care for magic it seems." Quatre spoke sadly,
looking as if he'd broken some deep secret. "Trowa's
had a very hard life up until now..."
"All Mage training is hard."
"No, it's not that." Quatre
countered quickly trying to dispel any false idea's he might
have given, "Becoming a Mage was the best thing that
could have happened to him."
"I don't understand his control
of Ice is quite good."
"That's part of the problem.
Trowa has been trained as a Water Mage." Quatre could
see the surprised expression on Heero's eyes though his
face showed no sign. "Trowa was abandoned as a child.
He struggled hard to survive and when he was six
Quatre's words seemed to stick in his throat still feeling
ill from what Trowa had told him months before, "
was sold off like some worthless property. But in some fortuitous
twist of fate, it was the best thing to happen to him. The
man who bought Trowa was Mage S."
"And instead of keeping him
as a slave, he took him on as a student." Heero said
understanding the situation better.
Quatre nodded his head, "Yes,
but his heart is not behind the magic, so his incantations
"But for the Resurrection Spell
Water Magic was needed. How then?"
"I helped him with it."
Quatre blushed softly as he continued speaking. "I
can't hide the fact that my feelings for Trowa are strong.
I love him Heero
very much. The others don't understand
that I would do anything to help him. Anything."
"Then you'll have to help him
accept his Magick. When we finally meet up with our enemy,
we'll need all the magick we can summon. And it must be
unpolluted by feelings of despair or regret.
Do you understand?" Quatre nodded his head again. "Good."
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