Gundam Wing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

** --- **The Static's Betrayal** They corner us in the server room. Ravel fights, her knives carving through biomechanical flesh, but the hybrids heal faster. My static lashes out, but Nexa *catches* it, weaving the lightning into a crown of thorns and code. **"You see?"** She floats above the carnage. **"We're the same."** The crown settles on my head. Visions erupt: -A world where Eden lives, his scars blooming into wings. -The Hunter, roots coiled like a lover's embrace.

"Honey, you know that's a bad idea. If anyone were to find out about your wings, about what you are, all sorts of bad things could happen. It's against the law for supernaturals to live in the human realm." My shoulders sagged. They gave me the same lame excuses many times before. "Whatever." I shrugged off his hands and bushed on some blush. "Love you, Jasmine," he said and they both left. After they were gone, I let my head smack against the counter before gazing at my reflection. My enormous wings hovered above my head. Freak, I thought. Zenny cleared his throat. "Those two. Such a love story." His hands were clasped together at his chest. It looked like he had tears in his eyes.

She touches the scorched edges of my wings. “You carry your grief like armor.” I meet her eyes. “I carry it because it’s mine.” It's not like I have a choice. **** TRIAL TWO: Speak to the Dead The world is becoming a shadow. Figures rise from smoke. My mother, smiling with a sadness I’ve never seen. My foster brother who was chased off when my mum died, is silent as always. A rogue wolf who gave his life to protect mine. A girl with wings like mine but she is younger and brighter. Someone I might’ve been in a different world.

“You'll tear this wing of the barracks apart. “ a few seconds passes “Or worse you'll kill yourself trying to find a scent that isn't here.” The truth lands hard and unforgiving. I stagger to the window pressing my palm against the glass the cold enters into my warm body, providing a temporary relief. My reflection stares back at me, eyes glowing gold, and somewhere out there Ronan exists. “Maybe he forgot about me.” I say, the uncertainty hurts more than the rut. “I'm a high commander,” I rasp, forehead thumping against the glass. “I do not go to rut centres like common foot soldiers.”

I’d been happy to see Tinkerbell when I had returned from a walk with Makayla. But they didn’t stay, and I knew it was Clay’s fault. That stupid human was ruining this, not just for me but for himself. How can he not realize that Xenia is the perfect match for him? I realized that in moments but it’s been days since she ran off, and now that she’s returned, he managed to offend her, and I fear she may never return.

He smiled at the excited girl, encouraging her. “Try it,” hearing a familiar voice, Ilyana turned around sharply. Felix stood next to them, having returned from a mission. The young man's smile was full of tenderness. - Flying in the sky like a bird... Many people dream about this! Ilyana, having perked up, straightened up and closed her eyes, turning deep into her Power. Wings rustled behind the girl’s back, slowly opening. Pleasant goosebumps ran through my body. Snow-white wings stretched to their full length, the heart beat faster with anticipation. Ilyana made a tentative swing, gathering her courage. No, she is no longer a timid, stupid errand girl for the Inquisition! She no longer wa

He lifts a single talon, catching my wing, and pierces through it. “Well done,” he says into my mind through a link that shouldn’t exist. Then Fraser drags me by my wing into his smoke, and the world goes all black and gray.

This was a mission anyways, and as long as she filled the meter then whatever else she did didn’t matter, now, did it? ‘Hm, I guess I could extend a hand to the ‘less fortunate’,’ Dina stated placing emphasis on the ‘less fortunate’ while she wiggled her brows shamelessly at Zero who directly ignored her. Dina: QAQ Flashing the anxious Paws with a reserved smile, Feral leaned forwards as he scooped the male in his arms. The wounds from the sudden extrusion of the wings had been long healed due to the angels' healing powers but the male was still feverish. As he held his quivering body in his arms, Feral’s skin blushed a faint red just from the hotness.

Her sobbing was like music to those mother-daughter duos. Aashmaan fell unconscious and Nisha got scared. She called one of her servants to take care of her. SongYi came and gasped when she saw Aashmaan in all black, blue, and red. That torture was beyond anyone's imagination. Angel without Wings. Angel who lost her wings. Her wings were her Ammo. Who was no longer alive in this world. Who would protect her from these maniacs? .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️