ShadowSamurai

*~*~* He's fast, Ansha noted, pulling his sword back in order to parry the blow of his opponent. The other young man quickly twisted his sword, forcing Ansha's arm to come back up and releasing the defending pose. Without even waiting for him to recover from his move, the soldier, with staggering speed and grace, slipped behind his commander, moving on his strong side, swiping the green-eyed trainer in the side as he went. Thrown off balance by the swift, exact moves of his trainee, Ansha took a hesitant step back before placing his sword down on the ground. "I surrender." His partner turned to him, wide-eyed. "Surrender? I thought…" "I k

Dorothy Catalonia marched down the hallway, avoiding eye contact with anyone who came close to her. That is, no one would dare look into those ice blue eyes, especially after seeing the stony look on the blonde's face. A firm frown graced her face, and people hurriedly avoided her, knowing that today certainly was not the day to mess with her. She had been shocked to find out that Relena had relayed such precious information to someone like Van Miller. At first, she had been praying that she had heard it wrong, hoping that Relena wouldn't have made such a stupid, critical error. Her hopes were dashed to pieces when a worried Hilde approached

AD ASTRA PER ASPERA INFINITUM ONE ***** "It was so long ago But it's all coming back to me…" - Celine Dion ***** ~~February AC 198~~ The mansion was the perfect picture of tranquility all afternoon. There was no shouting or unpleasant thoughts to disturb the beautiful wintry day outside. The artificial sun shone brightly overhead outside and the faux snow covered the ground, creating beautiful icy rainbows that danced across windows and shoveled pavement. Quiet classical music played in one of the larger rooms of the mansion, and the notes of Beethoven drifted to every section of the house. Everything was relaxing and beautiful. Thos

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon, Gundam Wing, or said boy band. Suing me would be pointless, considering I have no money. ***** AD ASTRA PER ASPERA PRELUDE ***** "I hope you know how much you've changed all our lives Someday you'll see, if only through heaven's eyes…" – N Sync "If Only Through Heaven's Eyes" ***** He hated these types of parties. It seemed as if his aunt, though beautiful, smart, and respected, knew nothing to do on her evenings except throw grand banquets and galas. It truly was a rare night to actually have peace and quiet – a rare night that maybe occurred only once a week, twice if he was lucky. He stared