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"Christmas Angels "Written By: Eliza
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue, haven't got
anything worth taking. Characters aren't mine(Gundam Wing, belongs
to Bandi, and whole bunch of other people), niether is the song (alabama's
'angels among us') //song lyrics//
//I was walking home from school Suprising that our proud Chinese Dragon, was the first to leave us. None more then I were surprised when we heard that he'd been shot down while on a preventers mission. His sense of Justice leading him both to the job and to Sally. //it was getting late Ah Sally, she stayed with us a long while after that, but I think it was only because she had Kara, to look after. For it wasn't long after Kara's High School Graduation that Sally announced she had cancer, and six short months later, she left us to join her Dragon Warrior. //My momma couldn't see him The next ones to go, sadly where My brother Zech's, sister-in-law Noin, and my 3 year old nephew Brandon. Their shuttle exploded, and to this day we still don't know why. //Oooh I believe there are angels among us The others were there to comfort me during the day, but that night, as I sat in front of the fire in one of the front rooms, looking at photo albums and crying, I could feel five presences, unseen but comforting. Special friends and family, to see me through the night. //when life held troubled times Trowa, sweet silent Trowa, the mercenary circus clown, who captured the heart of an Arabian Prince, I smile at that, Quatre hated to be likend to a prince, but a prince he was. Trowa's fall from the tightrope was said to have been due to faulty set up. That didn't ease anyones mind least of all Quatre's. Quatre became a shadow of his former self after Trowa left us. And it truely didn't surprise me when I recieved the call less then a month later, saying that Quatre had passed on in his sleep of a heart attack. Perhapes that's the medical way of putting it, but I believe it was simply that he couldn't go on without the other half of his soul. For what more is a heart attack then a broken heart? //a kind word from a stranger Heero, my knight in shining armor, my school girl crush. Unbelievable that the 'perfect soldier', the man who survived his own attempt at self destruction. Should be hit by a car, trying to save a young girl, and lose his own life in the process. But as Duo said, Heero always put others and the mission before himself. Duo, the constant jester, the one who always had a joke, and an easy smile. The official reports tell that he died of unknown causes, but I know what they do not, he admitted to me, days before he died that without Heero, his life had no meaning, that he was tired of living, and wanted to rest. I hugged him and I cried, but I knew that it was time for him to go. I remember the last thing he told me was that I should take the chance at love, because I never knew what I'd be missing once it was gone. It took me only three months, after his death to finally get the courage to ask out my hearts desire. We were married a year later. //aint it kind a funny at the dark end of the road It's Christmas once again. And as always I'm hosting the party I have every year since the end of the wars. To celebrate the peace, to remember lost loved ones, and to share a bit of laughter and love with those around you. But this year the celebrations seems dim and somehow, not worth the trouble. My Doro, left me only three short months ago. Left me while saving my life, at the farewell speech I was giving to end my career as Vice Foreign Minister. An unexpected assasination attempt, and she put herself between me and the bullet. I held her in my arms and cried as she faded away from me, and in the days that followed, I could sense presences all around me. As if they expected for me to join them, but I still had responsibilities at that time, I can almost hear Duo's voice in my ear 'to much like our perfect soldier, duty always comes first' and it's the truth. //they wear so many faces As the guests leave and I give the staff the okay to go home, I smile as they protest. Tomorrow is Christmas though, and I won't have them working on Christmas. It's time to spend with family and loved ones. Soon I've won them over and they leave. My duties are done, my affairs are put into order. Leaving me to walk through the empty ballroom, with my ghosts and my memories. //Oooh I believe there are angels among us And somewhere softly, I hear 9 familiar voices singing, and my smile grows, cause I know my angels are waiting, waiting to welcome me home, and I'm ready, so ready. //To guide us with a light of...Love!!//
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