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They say some men were born to do great things, they say some men were created to do wondrous things. I, however, was conceived to destroy and to make all bow down before my mistress. I have not always looked this way, nor did I grow up to look this way. I was conceived in a notion, a thought that came to a little girl so tired and scared of the war that she looked within herself not realizing the true power she held locked away in her tiny pittering heart. A power that could create her heart's deepest darkest and sickest want. That's where I came in. She wanted someone to stop the war, so I was pulled out of her imaginary world to do her bidding. Some would call me a slave to her, a puppet, I call her my dearest little one for she is more then good to me. I have such wondrous and terrible power that I could easily kill her, but I do not as she is something very special to me, she keeps me reigned in for I am Chaos himself embodied and this is my story.

Vladamir the Impaler, Stalin, Saddam, Hitler, Khan. What did these men, if you could call them that, had in common? They were names feared in history. The were terrible in things they did but to some they did great things in some eyes. Vladimir the Impaler did such horrific things but he made a crime free community. Hitler was an evil man that took his country out of depression, but with a terrible price. Why am I bringing this up? Simple, you would have thought that people would have learned by now that dictators isn't going to fly. Apparently the memo didn't get posted to everyone.

It was year, hell I don't know and nor do I care, all I care about is her.....


"COME ON ADARA! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" a pudgy but attractive girl ran ahead of a skinny but beautiful girl, both the same age, early high school, both sophomores. The robust girl lost her family to the war, luckily the she was friends with Adara as she was staying over at her house. Adara lost her best friend of all times, her brother, and really relied on Pearl. Just like fashion, hair, and style of cars are recycled, so were names. It was almost like the world was reverted back to WWII as the cars were of that style, horses were in demand, and big old battleships were in heavy demand. If one didn't know any better, they would have thought it was the late 30s, early 40s. Everything was mainly in drab gray colors, clothes, buildings, grown, cars, streets and sky. It was a very depressing time. The ground was scorched and killed by the one big war. Color was all but wiped out of history other then for the color of people's eyes as inks now only came in black and gray. It was a dismal and dreadfully sad life.

As it was, Adara was stopped and panting in the crowd watching her friend jump and wiggle in excitement, however Adara really couldn't share in it. She HATED war, the fighting, and the latest Hitler-wannabe that was trying to rule the world. The world was desperately trying to fight back but was failing horrible, it was looking like he was going to win his sick sadistic dream of wiping out everyone that didn't appeal to his ever discriminating eye.

Nukes, A bombs, and chemical warfare were exhausted long ago. The fall out was somehow cleaned, good thing otherwise, the world would have been under a thick cold blanket of death. However, some were effected by it. Adara was one of them. Her mother was healthy but the area was hit, hard, after her older brother was born, and during her mother's pregnancy to her. The brother was very healthy but mama didn't survive and was taken into a hospital and put on all the machines to keep the child alive. This wasn't unusual at all, it had been a common practice for hundreds of years now. He would lay by his dead mother, never disturbing the tubes and wires as he didn't want to hurt or kill his baby sister. He would hold her dead but life bearing stomach. "I'm sorry my sweet sister, I'm so sorry that you have to come into this world. You will be great and powerful in your own way. You just see. I will protect you any way I can till then. I love you my precious sister." He would always smile as she would push her hand or foot against his hand. He had to laugh as he felt her tiny butt in his hand. "Are you trying to tell me something?" He always glowed when she would push against him.

Adara was born ugly as sin, but her brother thought she was perfect. Two arms and legs, hole between them, twenty digits total and everything in place. So what if most of her skin wasn't formed, he didn't care, she would grow it. He did hate the fact that she was in pain, he asked many times if they could transfer her pain onto him as he would gladly take it but to no avail. He would just look at her and touch her through the little openings "I'll die before anyone touches you with malice" his eyes darkened as he vowed to kill everyone that wanted to harm her or make her sad. He went into overprotective big brother mode rather easily. Well, dying for her is what he did for her in the future.

As it was the friends made it in time to see a wave of men getting off of the boat that carried them from the war to home. The girls go to get free hugs and kisses as they were always so happy to be home that love hugs and kisses flowed freely. Well, Pearl always did most of the loving embraces as most of the men thought they would hurt Adara's frail figure. They would help her sit down and kiss her forehead but never embrace her. Today was starting out normal enough with her being helped to a bench and her friend got the love. However Adara was scooped up in a hug so tight yet so loving that she thought it was her brother at first. But it couldn't be, she already buried what remained of him months ago. She then smelled him and heard the voice that definitely separated him from her brother. "I don't have anyone waiting for me to care for me. I hope your okay with this?" She could feel his face twist up in a smile as she snuggled her face to his neck while she tightened her arms around his shoulders. She was so happy someone cared for her.

When he sat her down she looked up and saw an Asian decent man with short black hair, a Navy uniform on and hardened but still full of life sparkling blue eyes. He had a large smile on his face, happy that she didn't smack him away, but accepted him. "Hi, I am sorry miss, I am Lt. Heero Yuy of the aviation unit." "I am Adara Zsofia Agate. It is a pleasure to meet you." She was so pleasant with him, so sweet. "Pleasure is all mine dear." He saw her hand out to shake his and gently wrapped his fairly large hand gently around hers and gave a light shake. He had never dealt with one such as her but found it easy to not hurt her.

He let her hand go and turned to look at the boat, "I don't know when my friend is getting off, he was injured so he's coming with the others that are the same. I know we don't know each other very well, but I have a favor to ask of you. He is suffering a bit, but is also a...how do you say...scary looking guy from war? He's actually very compassionate, for the most part" Which got Adara to raise an eyebrow, however, she continued to listen "but no one usually cares about him at all besides me, they call him a freak, can you show him compassion like you showed an Asian reject?" She blinked at was just said and wondered what he meant by that but nodded "Sure, I can do that. As you can see, I'm in the same boat." He smiled and gently hugged her again. "Thank you."

They were there for hours, and the bench was taken, so Heero laced his fingers together, palms to the sky and scooped her up where she was sitting on his palms and a bit of his forearms, her back to his chest. She was in her own scoop chair that smelled rather nice. She looked up to him only to get a warm smile. "I saw you starting to wobble, I won't let you fall, just relax." She blinked, that was something her brother would say and do. Smiling warmly she gave her thanks and turned to see a golem of a man at the top of the ramp in a wheel chair, rather annoyed. "What in the...." "He's too proud to come down in that, to even be seen in it is a big deal for him." She watched as the man got up, his head wrapped in gauze along with his right eye.

He wobbled much like her which made her feel Heero stiffen up. The medics tried to help him but he only barked at them to leave him alone. "Never go against Captain Trowa Barton" Heero whispered "He will find ways to make you suffer for it." She blinked as he slowly came down holding on both railings still barking at the medics that were following him. As he came down Adara blushed at what came out of his mouth, at the same time Heero wished he had a second pair of hands to cover her tiny ears. Finally getting in front of the two, Trowa quieted down as he was much more stable on his legs, and the damned medics were not annoying the piss out of him.

"Hey Heero..." Smiling "Who's your girlfriend?" "She is not my girlfriend, she is very sweet girl that let me hug her." Trowa smiled but it faltered as Adara held out her arms as she waited for him to mimic her. He was floored that someone, female even, wanted a hug from him. He towered over everyone else, wider then everyone else, stronger, yet this little thing wanted a hug. He took her from Heero, who was glad as his arms were getting tired. Hugging her tightly Trowa snuggled so tightly to her, it felt so good to have someone in his arms, but he was surprised on how well this girl fit with his body, it was like they were carved from the same block of clay.

Pearl came over and hesitated around Trowa, scared a bit by his sheer size. He definitely eclipsed the sun to those that stood around him, especially girls. She also didn't like the fact that Adara looked only but a doll in his arms. She wanted that, she was always getting the attention, why was Adara being held? So what if she was weaker, Pearl wanted to be picked up too, even though she was hefty. However, before she could show her discontent, Adara not knowing her friend was close by, looked up. "TROWA!" The two boys looked up in time to yell out "HIT THE DECK, INCOMING!" but with all the commotion no one heard while the three were running and getting to safety.

"Uhg!" Adara squeezed her eyes shut as Heero hugged Trowa as they jumped, putting a shield around the weaker female. The only thing keeping Trowa's legs moving forward and his head straight was all the training and years in the service while being in the air and on the water. If it wasn't for that, he would still be back where he stood with his doll. As it was there was a flash of bright light, screaming, then a deafening explosion before all went black.

What felt like an eternity Adara laid between two naval officers out cold, till she heard something. "Adara.....call for me....I will help you....." "I don't know who you are....." "Oh but you do......" "How......." "Look deep within yourself child. Your brother was right, you are going to do some great and wondrous things....but you must send for me, for if you don't, all you love all you will love and can save, will die." "Why you so willing to help me?" "For if man falls, there is no use for me, so I will lend you my power.....now WAKE!"

"ACHERON!!!!" Adara flew up on her hip calling for her brother like so many times. However when she looked around, the dismal grays were now covered in ash black soot. Blinking she looked around, everyone was on the ground, everyone was dead that she could see. She looked down and her two officers were extinguishing as she blinked once. "Heero? Trowa?" She gently shook them to get no response. Getting up in full shock she walked towards the boat and found that the only color that was gracing the grays, was red...deep red. She furrowed her brows as this was getting too much for her. She watched as red now was turning to gray as well, that got her to think 'is this world really gray, or am I only seeing it like that? Do I only dream and see in gray?'

Panting now as the two guys that showed her love were dead, her friends were dead, her fellow citizens were dead, the boat was sinking, the crew and all the service men were dead, now it was just her. Why just her? Tears falling from her eyes more and more she saw that it was a deliberate attack and lost it. "ACHERON!" her voice cracked it out as if it was giving out, falling to her knees she bent over slightly as her hands were in fist of rage as she cried out as long and as hard as she could. Just then she jerked back, almost knocking her on her small butt, as a light exploded out from between her breasts. It shown brightly but oddly enough was black.

"What is your wish?" a voice called to her in her head, it was so traumatic and powerful that it made her cough out a mouthful of blood everywhere "Peace, renewal, goodness, I want to rule all so I can make everything right." "Do you realize the cost of your request?" "No." "Cities will have to fall, countries disappear, and many lives lost. Genocide against those that are against the ultimate peace. You do realize you will be like every single dictator predecessors that came before? How will you differ from them? Why should I help you now I know what you want?" "I had no idea! I just want the world to be at peace, I want the grass, trees and flowers to come back. I want man and woman and child to be safe, I want weapons gone! I want true and pure utopia." "Do you wish to seek harm to others?" "No but I know it has to be done, I know history but where they wanted war and fighting to conquer I want peace, but understand sacrifices...." "So be it. Let me introduce myself, as I have many names. I am Origin. I am Chrono, time itself, I am Chaos yet understanding. I am Shu Yin deamon of all. I am here to help you. You simply must choose my name and my basic look for I will come to you. Just be warned little one, strong men with weak wills have died in my birth...Will you survive? Is your desire going to be strong enough? If so call me forth now, or shut and seal your heart to all that can and will help you."

She thought about it and a place to be right and perfect was what she desired more then anything. "Deamon, one condition" "Good girl, it is granted as I have read your mind and soul" the two officers far away slowly moved and got up as if they were only sleeping. Shaking their heads they saw Adara and ran to her in horror but stopped when the ground shook, sending them back on their back sides. Looking up they call for Adara but could only watch.

"SHU YIN! COME TO ME MY DEAMON HELPER OF CHAOS!!!!" As if a large reptile hit her with it's tail, she went flying back and landed hard on her back. The two watched as a hand came out of her chest, nails slightly longer, but looked as if the tips were dipped in lava but only the very tips were darkening from cooling off. Then a second hand came out, same as the first. The skin was a bit on the pale side but still very much darker then an albino. Soon the hands help pull the rest of the body out by pushing against her tiny frame that seemed to almost break. Eventually the white haired, red eyed deamon came out and stood there in his uniform that she had desired on him and gently put the chain in her hand.

"Little one, I am impressed, your will was so strong you not only clothed me and survived, but you felt no pain. I am honored to follow you and fulfill our contract." standing and watching her stand up, Shu Yin looked around "How you humans still cherish nothing...." Adara looked to him "Acheron?" "Ah, is that who you molding me after...Then I again am honored to serve you...." He bowed to her deeply taking one knee, Heero and Trowa stood not understanding what was going on. Adara turned and looked out over the water "This world and that man are going to suffer greatly for all the pain that has happened....but rest assured, I'm going to make the bad suffer and the weak strong..."

Looking to Trowa and Heero she smiled "I promise you two, everything will be okay now." Smiling even larger...but that couldn't have been farther from the truth....