Challenge # 247 hope
Title: Shining Light of the World
Author: ingvild
Word Count: 500 exactly
Rating: Anyone can read it
Characters: Relena, Zechs, Mrs. Darlian, Noin, Une, Heero
Comment: In which Relena represents hope to a lot of people.
Milliardo looks at her, this newborn sister, and comments: ”Her face looks like a raisin.” His mother frowns but his father chuckles and takes the baby from his mother’s arms and holds her out to him. Relena makes a tiny sound as Milliardo cradles her to his chest. He stares down at this miniature human being he somehow knows he must protect with all his might. She’s got soft, downy hair and maybe her face is like a raisin, but somehow she’s perfect, and even better, when Father looks at her the frown and worry-lines are gone from his face.
Janina Darlian holds the small girl close as she listens in horror to the story told by this strange man with such heavy eyelids. The king and queen dead, the prince gone... No, no, it can’t be true, but this child’s cheeks are streaked with tears and soot, and the old man looks tired and travel-worn. She looks at her husband, silently begging: Let us take care of this one. I don’t care if this man isn’t telling us everything about the prince. She needs someone, and I think...maybe we need her. Somehow, she’s become our only hope for happiness.
Noin thought that Zechs was crazy when he said that this girl was the only one who could restore the Sank Kingdom and the Peacecraft name. She thought her hair was going to go prematurely grey when she realised how impulsive the girl is. And yet...and yet, there is something about her. Something about this girl, who is the only one who’ll fearlessly walk up to a podium and tell Treize Khushrenada he’s wrong. Someone who isn’t afraid to voice her disagreement, someone who’ll stand up for what she believes in. The only one who’ll represent an alternative to war.
The face of that girl stays with Une after both assassination attempts - her successful one and the girl’s unsuccessful one. Their differences in method haven’t escaped her. Une tried to be sneaky, the girl was overt. Une would have been rightfully condemned had people known, Relena managed to gather support even as she fled. Relena is innocent yet shrewd, and Une unconsciously emulates her as she goes to space to gather support. Yet somehow, she doesn’t understand what others see, until she hands Relena her gun - and Relena turns it down. Somehow, Relena’s simple words manage to make everything better.
Heero used to see the world in simple terms. There was what had been done, and what needed to be done. There’s the people who oppose you, and the people who want to use you. And there’s the Gundam, always the Gundam. He couldn’t destroy it, he couldn’t sink it, he couldn’t even die with it. He’ll have to keep fighting as long as there’s a war, and then...he’ll stop. Somehow, though, Relena is making him think that maybe stopping doesn’t have to mean death. How is it that she alone always makes him think maybe he’s human after all?
Author: ingvild
Word Count: 500 exactly
Rating: Anyone can read it
Characters: Relena, Zechs, Mrs. Darlian, Noin, Une, Heero
Comment: In which Relena represents hope to a lot of people.
Milliardo looks at her, this newborn sister, and comments: ”Her face looks like a raisin.” His mother frowns but his father chuckles and takes the baby from his mother’s arms and holds her out to him. Relena makes a tiny sound as Milliardo cradles her to his chest. He stares down at this miniature human being he somehow knows he must protect with all his might. She’s got soft, downy hair and maybe her face is like a raisin, but somehow she’s perfect, and even better, when Father looks at her the frown and worry-lines are gone from his face.
Janina Darlian holds the small girl close as she listens in horror to the story told by this strange man with such heavy eyelids. The king and queen dead, the prince gone... No, no, it can’t be true, but this child’s cheeks are streaked with tears and soot, and the old man looks tired and travel-worn. She looks at her husband, silently begging: Let us take care of this one. I don’t care if this man isn’t telling us everything about the prince. She needs someone, and I think...maybe we need her. Somehow, she’s become our only hope for happiness.
Noin thought that Zechs was crazy when he said that this girl was the only one who could restore the Sank Kingdom and the Peacecraft name. She thought her hair was going to go prematurely grey when she realised how impulsive the girl is. And yet...and yet, there is something about her. Something about this girl, who is the only one who’ll fearlessly walk up to a podium and tell Treize Khushrenada he’s wrong. Someone who isn’t afraid to voice her disagreement, someone who’ll stand up for what she believes in. The only one who’ll represent an alternative to war.
The face of that girl stays with Une after both assassination attempts - her successful one and the girl’s unsuccessful one. Their differences in method haven’t escaped her. Une tried to be sneaky, the girl was overt. Une would have been rightfully condemned had people known, Relena managed to gather support even as she fled. Relena is innocent yet shrewd, and Une unconsciously emulates her as she goes to space to gather support. Yet somehow, she doesn’t understand what others see, until she hands Relena her gun - and Relena turns it down. Somehow, Relena’s simple words manage to make everything better.
Heero used to see the world in simple terms. There was what had been done, and what needed to be done. There’s the people who oppose you, and the people who want to use you. And there’s the Gundam, always the Gundam. He couldn’t destroy it, he couldn’t sink it, he couldn’t even die with it. He’ll have to keep fighting as long as there’s a war, and then...he’ll stop. Somehow, though, Relena is making him think that maybe stopping doesn’t have to mean death. How is it that she alone always makes him think maybe he’s human after all?