Okay peoples, this story is my very first GW fan fic. PLEASE don't judge me!!! And don't sue me, either. I wrote this fan fic for fun, NOT for $. So, ENJOY!!! Please send any comments to supersgtpan@earthlink.net
Characters:
Age: 15
Nationality: Japanese
Eyes: Prussian blue
Hair: moss green
Gender: Male
Mobile Suit: Wing Gundam 01
Age: 15
Nationality: American
Eyes: Cobalt blue
Hair: Brown ( with a three foot braid!!)
Gender: Male
Mobile Suit: Gundam Deathscythe 02
Age: 15
Nationality: Latin Origin
Eyes: Dark green
Hair: Brown (with bangs covering one eye)
Gender: Male
Mobile Suit: Gundam Heavyarms 03
Age: 15
Nationality: Arabic
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blond
Gender: Male
Mobile Suit: Gundam Sandrock 04
Age: 15
Nationality: Chinese
Eyes: Black
Hair: Black (with a little ponytail)
Gender: Male
Mobile Suit: Shenlong Gundam (A.K.A. Nataku) 05
Age: 15
Nationality: Irish/Norwegian
Eyes: Gray
Hair: Orange-Red
Gender: Female
Mobile Suit: Nightstalker Gundam 001
Age: 15
Nationality: German/Italian
Eyes: Dark brown
Hair: Brown
Gender: Female
Mobile Suit: Gundam Deathblade 002
Age: 15
Nationality: French/Polynesian
Eyes: Black
Hair: Black
Gender: Female
Mobile Suit: Gundam Oblivion 003
Age: 15
Nationality: German/American
Eyes: Light green
Hair: Blonde
Gender: Female
Mobile Suit: Gundam Wave Walker 004
Age: 15
Nationality: English/Russian
Eyes: Purple
Hair: Dark blue
Gender: Female
Mobile Suit: Gundam Fatal Fury 005
Part One-
The Beginning of Operation Shooting Star
A pair of cold, gray eyes stare out at Earth from space.
Suddenly, the visual communication system activates. The gray eyes flicker from their observations to the image appearing on the little screen.
"Yes?"
"Don't you think the Earth looks beautiful from space, Bryanna?", Amy asked; her face lit up with a grin.
Another TV screen flickered to life. This time Sara appeared.
"I know this sounds weird and corny, but it reminds me of a snow globe. The Earth IS beautiful."
Daine appeared on another screen.
"I know what you mean, Sara. In a way, it does remind me of a snow globe."
And, finally, Cecelia appeared on another screen.
"Even beauty can be deadly. Yes, the Earth is beautiful. But we were sent on a mission to destroy the deadly things growing on Earth. Namely, OZ."
"And the Romefeller Foundation."
This last comment was made by the owner of the pair of gray eyes.
"But Bryanna, what does Romefeller have to do with OZ?", asked Sara.
"OZ, the Order of Zodiac, is actually an organization that branched off from Romefeller.
While OZ is still our main target, Romefeller will very soon become a target itself."
A beep alerted the 5 Gundam pilots.
"Enemies at 12 o'clock. I will deal with them.", Bryanna said; after she counted OZ's mobile suits and determined what weapons they had. With words of encouragement, the other 4 Gundam pilots left her.
Hmmmm. Two Aries and a Leo. Easy.
As she neared them, she listened in on their comm channel.
"What is that flying at us?"
"Don't know."
"DAMN!! It's a Gundam!!!!!!"
After the three pilots discovered that Nightstalker was a Gundam, they used everything they had to try and destroy her. When Bryanna got bored with dodging laser cannon beams and blocking bullets, she brought out her laser energy sword. Before she dealt the final blow, she reopened the communication channels.
"Idiots.", she sneered. Then cut the mobile suits in half.
* * *
Amy sat watching the battle. Unknown to her, there were tears streaming down her face.
What happened to you, Bryanna? What made you so cold-hearted?
* * *
Bryanna sat staring at the only people she considered friends. To her, they were more than friends. They were family.
They were so close to her. They were like her, for they all had two nationalities.
Amy, with her dark brown eyes filled with life, her shoulder length light brown hair pulled back in an elegant French twist.
Sara, her light green eyes filled with humor, her blonde hair slightly curled.
Daine, her black eyes filled with innocence, her blue-black hair streaming around her face
to her shoulders blades.
And Cecelia, her purple eyes filled with compassion, and her dark blue hair cut short to keep it out of her face.
But how do I regard myself? She stared at her reflection in the cockpit's window.
Red-orange hair came to her elbows, supposedly showing a temper that was never shown. Hard, cold, gray eyes. People said that her eyes were the type that could see into a person's soul. But that wasn't true. Her eyes were cold, empty. They neither showed nor portrayed emotion. If it was true, that the eyes are a window to a person's soul, then she had none. That's right, she thought, I have no soul. I lost it years ago.
Snapped back to reality, Bryanna remembered that the girls had to separate. But first, they had to pick code names.
"Hmmmm. I don't know.", Amy said. "How about Eliza Terrel?"
"It's nice, Amy. I mean, Eliza.", Sara said. "I want mine to be Nikki Markis."
Daine said, "Good choices, you two. Mine's Astrid Dorthia."
"Nice. My code name is Celia Campbell.", said Cecelia.
"Campbell?", asked Nikki.
"Sure, why not? Campbell Soup is my favorite soup company. So my code name's a tribute to them!"
"What's your code name, Bryanna?", asked Eliza.
"Morgan Le Fay."
"Cool name!", Eliza exclaimed.
Morgan nodded at her.
Frowning, Astrid asked, "Isn't Morgan Le Fay a woman from Arthurian legend?"
"Yes, she is.", Morgan replied. "It is time. We must split up. Remember our mission. Locate the 5 male Gundam pilots. When we locate them all, we will then team up and fight OZ together. Don't go anywhere without your wrist communicator."
Then the 5 girls broke up. Each went to their destination assigned to them by their Mobile Suit scientist.
Morgan and Eliza went to St. Gabriel's Private School, in England.
Nikki went to a Maganac Military Base, in Arabia.
Astrid joined a traveling circus.
And Celia went to a United Earth Sphere Alliance base camp.
* * *
This sucks., thought Celia to herself. Why'd I have to get stuck with THIS destination?
The smell of old blood reached her nose. She started to gag.
"This smells!", she muttered under her breath.
"If the smell of blood makes you gag, think of what a battle will do. You're too weak.", said a voice, sneering.
Celia jerked her head around to try and spot who had spoken.
She found him. He was Chinese, looked no more than fifteen, and had soot black hair and eyes.
"Is that so?", she asked him with a raised eyebrow. "And how do YOU know?"
With that, she spun on her heel and started to look for Sally Po, the commander of this small base.
Wufei watched the new trainee leave. Something's different about this one. , he thought.
* * *
The hot, dry wind blew across the desert; picking up sand and tossing it at it's unsuspecting victim.
"Drat!", Nikki yelled as she tried to rub the sand out of her eyes.
"Is something wrong, miss?"
As Nikki's vision cleared, she looked around to see who had spoken. She spotted a blond boy with kind blue eyes flanked by two men who appeared to be either bodyguards or soldiers.
"No, nothing's wrong.", Nikki replied, "The wind just tossed some sand into my eyes. Can you please help me? I'm the new mobile suit mechanic and I'm supposed to meet someone named Quatre Raberba Winner. But I appear to be lost. I would really appreciate it if you could point me in his direction."
"I'm Quatre. It's nice to have you part of our mechanic team. I apologize, but I was never able to get your name."
"My name is Nikki Markis."
"It's a beautiful name, Nikki. Would you like to meet your mechanic partner? Her name is Kathleen Ernestio."
"I would like that very much, Quatre."
"Then please come with us, Nikki."
With that, Quatre, Nikki, and the two bodyguards set off towards a large mobile suit and plane hanger.
* * *
"This is an impressive resume, Astrid.", the ringmaster said as he scanned the paper.
"Thank you, sir.", Astrid replied.
"So you would be able to do any act?"
"Yes, ringmaster."
"Well, right now we have an opening for lion trainer."
"It would be an honor to be accepted into this circus as a lion trainer."
"Well then, welcome aboard.", the ringmaster said. "Oh, I must warn you. There is a boy who often helps feed and exercise the lions. His name is Trowa."
"Oh?", asked Astrid with interest.
"Yes. Would you like to meet him?"
"That would be wonderful. Thank you, ringmaster."
As the ringmaster was giving Astrid a tour of the circus grounds, he spotted a young woman throwing knives at a boy dressed in a clown costume.
"Ah. There's Trowa and Cathrine now. Let me introduce you to your assistant. Cathrine is our knife-thrower. She's very good."
"Yes, she is. I can see that she has a natural ability and has had years of training."
Astrid walked over to Cathrine after she was done throwing a knife that narrowly missed Trowa's face.
"May I try?", Astrid asked.
"Who are you?", was Catherine's reply.
"My name is Astrid Dorthia. I'm the new lion trainer, but I can also throw knives. My friend taught me."
When Astrid mentioned that she was the new lion trainer, Trowa's green eyes flickered over to her in interest. It takes a lot of courage to tame my noble friends., he thought.
With a smile, Cathrine handed a knife to Astrid. Astrid accepted the knife with a nod.
Tossing the knife from hand to hand, she tested it's weight. She noticed that the knife's balance was off. Astrid turned and looked at Cathrine. She saw the challenge in Cathrine's violet eyes. With a slight smile, Astrid nodded; accepting the challenge.
With a deft flick of her wrist, the knife's blade ended up between two of her fingers. Still
looking at Cathrine, she threw the knife at Trowa.
Trowa, usually so calm, blinked in surprise and shock. The knife was embedded in the wood--an inch away from his face.
* * *
"Class, please welcome our two new students.", the nun addressed her class. "This is Eliza Terrel. Eliza, please come forward and greet the class."
Eliza stepped forward and bobbed a curtsy.
"Hello! It's an honor to meet all of you!"
Duo was sitting next to Heero. He leaned in close to Heero and whispered, "She's cute!"
Heero just looked at him with disdain.
"Settle down, class. I still need to introduce your other classmate." The nun turned to a person hidden in the shadows. "Everyone, please welcome Morgan Le Fay."
A girl stepped into view. When she stood next to the nun, she made a graceful curtsy.
"A pleasure."
Her voice betrayed no emotion, while with Eliza you could tell she was happy and excited.
"Class. Class! CLASS!!!!! Please, settle down!! It is time to start your studies. Eliza, Morgan, you may take the two empty seats by Mr. Maxwell and Mr. Yuy."
As the girls were climbing the stairs to reach their seats, Heero noticed that something was odd. He quickly realized what it was. While Eliza moved like a normal person, Morgan moved like a cat. Her footsteps made no noise. Her movements were fluid, stealthy. He blinked.. Morgan was moving like any other person. How strange. I must have imagined it. As Eliza neared, Duo stood up and gallantly pulled out the chair for her. Eliza grinned at him and whispered, "Thank you."
Heero watched Morgan out of the corner of his eye. She pulled out her chair and sat down. The red-headed girl appeared to be paying close attention to the nun.
Actually, Morgan was scouting the classroom. She took note of the exits- the doors and windows. She then studied the other students. They all looked like normal private school students. Including a girl who had long blonde hair and was staring at Yuy, drooling. Morgan tried to remember who she was. Oh yes. Her name was Relena Darlian. Maxwell and Yuy were the only students, besides Eliza and herself, that didn't fit in with the typical private school student image.
A hand lightly tapped her shoulder. She looked up into Duo's smiling face.
Duo was shocked to see that Morgan's eyes were cold, hard, and glittering. Her eyes are like Heero's., he thought. He was surprised and-he admitted to himself-felt more than a little fear. He forced the grin back on his face. He handed her a note, carefully folded. From Eliza, he mouthed to her. Morgan plucked the note from Duo's fingers. And, without a rustle betraying the note's presence, quickly opened it. It read:
Morgan-
After class, should we call the others? I want to see how they're doing. For some reason, I feel worried. Especially about Celia.
*~Eliza~*
P.S.- Don't you think Duo's cute?
A short time later, Duo gave Eliza a carefully folded note. It read:
Yes, we'll call the others on the wrist communicators.
Figures. Of course she wouldn't answer the P.S., Eliza thought with a sigh. She looked up and saw that Duo was looking at her and grinning. Blushing, she smiled back. Then she returned her attention back to the nun.
* * *
Celia was angry. In fact, she was more than angry. She was furious.
She saw the source of her anger striding arrogantly across the base camp.
Male chauvinistic pig! How DARE he tell Sally that I'm not fit for battle! That I'm
weak!!!! I bet that
Apparently, Wufei had spotted her; for he had changed direction and was walking purposely toward her.
"Hello, Wufei.", she said, her voice ultra sweet.
Wufei, not understanding what it means when a female's tone of voice goes ultra sweet, replied, "Hello, Celia. How are you?"
"I was doing fine.", she replied, voice still sweet. Then, suddenly, was filled with venom.
"Until Sally told me the main points of a discussion you had with her. About ME."
Wufei, finally understanding, looked closely at Celia's eyes. The usual laughter in her purple eyes was gone. It was replaced by a cold, glittering fury. Ah, so you do have a fighting spirit., he thought.
"Yes, I do remember having a conversation about you with Sally.", he told her smugly.
If it was possible, the fury in her eyes grew.
"SHUT UP, YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A MAN!!! YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME!!!! I HAT-", she was broken off in mid-tirade by the appearance of OZ mobile suits.
DRAT!!!! I wasn't done yelling at Wufei! She turned her fury from Wufei to the mobile suits. They'll regret this!!!
She typed her access code into her wrist communicator and ran to her hidden Gundam. Thank God for cloaking devices!, she thought as she climbed into the cockpit.
"Come on, Fatal Fury! Let's go kick some OZ butt!"
But as she neared the battlefield, she saw that a Gundam was already fighting. She quickly identified it as the Shenlong Gundam. As Celia studied the battlefield, she noticed that the Shenlong was being hit more and more often. Finally, it was immobile.
Stupid pilot. He should have dodged, then struck his attackers. Oh well, guess that means that I get to save the day.
"Computer, how many enemy mobile suits?"
Celia quickly read the computer screen. Hmmmm..... Two hundred OZ mobile suits. One unknown suit. The unknown would be the Shenlong.
"Buckle up, boys and girls; 'cause here come trouble!"
With that, she threw herself into the fight. Thirty minutes later, she was finished.
As she was heading back to her hiding place, she thought, now I know that there's a Gundam pilot in this area.
* * *
"Damn! How could I have been so stupid?! Now I have to repair Nataku and that will take several days! In that time, OZ might strike again! Damn it!", yelled Wufei, ranting at the top of his lungs. He put his head in his hands. "What am I to do? And to make matters worse, that mystery Gundam showed up. Where did it come from? Who piloted it? Is it an enemy or friend? Arrrggghhh!!! I better tell the others about it."
* * *
Nikki had just met Kathleen. Instantly, they became friends. Kathleen was friendly and had her brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. Kathleen was amazed at how much Nikki knew about mobile suit mechanics.
"Well, everything that I know, I owe to my friend.", was Nikki reply.
"And whoever your friend is, she must be an excellent mechanic. One of the best. You're a great mechanic, too."
"Thank you."
Suddenly, Quatre appeared.
"Hello Kathleen. Hello Nikki. How is she doing, Kathleen?"
"She's an excellent mechanic, Master Quatre. One of the best that I've ever seen. She's even better than me!"
Quatre stared at Nikki intently.
"You must be very good. Kathleen doesn't give praise lightly."
Nikki blushed a little at his compliment.
"Thank you, sir."
"Please, call me Quatre.", Quatre asked, smiling softly at Nikki.
"Alright....Quatre.", Nikki replied, blushing, but still smiling.
Quatre was about to say more, except he was interrupted by his manservant.
"I'm very sorry, sir, Master Quatre, but one of your 'friends' has an urgent message. Would you like to receive it in the communication center, or your rooms?"
"My rooms, please. Thank you." Then Quatre turned back to the two girls. He gave them each a small bow. "If you would please excuse me, ladies? Nikki, afterwards, would you like to take a tour of my father's estate?"
"Yes, that would be wonderful, Quatre. Thank you.", Nikki replied.
* * *
Quatre turned off the screen as Wufei's image faded. Hmmm.... A new Gundam. Is it enemy or friend? Then he asked himself a question that Wufei hadn't realized. Are there more?
He then remembered that he had promised to give Nikki a tour of the estate. Smiling, he went off to look for her.
When he found her, he was very surprised.
She was hanging from a bar-upside down-tinkering with a mobile suit's visual system, located in its head.
"Hi Nikki! Are you ready?"
Looking down, Nikki finally noticed him.
"Hello again. Yes, I'm ready. Just let me get down and wash my hands."
She smiled down at him from her perch. Then, with a flip, was falling. Quatre held his breath and felt his heart race and jump to his throat. And Nikki landed on the walkway in a crouch. Quatre let out the breath he had been holding. When he was able to breathe again, he started to scold her.
"Don't ever do that again!! You scared me half to death!!"
Nikki looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. "Why not? It's not like I was goin'
to get hurt or anything."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. I've been doing it for a while now."
"That makes me feel much better. Are you ready for the tour?"
"Yes, just give me two minutes."
She ran to a sink and quickly washed her hands. When Nikki was finished, she walked back to Quatre, a smile on her face.
"All ready."
"Great, let's go!"
Nikki thought everything was beautiful. The mansion, the main garden, the rose garden, the maze, the huge pond, and the small forest.
"How do you keep everything so green?, Nikki asked. "After all, this is a desert."
Quatre smiled at her. "Constant watering.", was his answer.
After that, Nikki looked at everything in renewed awe.
"Come on, Nikki! We still have one more stop!", Quatre exclaimed happily as he dragged her off in a new direction.
"Oh, what!? Please tell me!", Nikki begged as she was pulled along.
"The stables!", Quatre replied, laughing.
"Horses!?", Nikki exclaimed. "Let's go!" And then she proceeded to drag him along.
As Quatre showed her the stables, she told him how much she loved horses.
"But, my friend loves them more.", she commented as she stared adoringly a dark brown Clysdale.
"Really? Well then, pick out two horses. One for you and the other for your friend."
"Oh, no! I can't! These horses are too expensive, Quatre, too beautiful!!", Nikki exclaimed, shocked at Quatre's unselfishness.
"Please accept my gift? Please? My family often gives away horses and other things as gifts to our friends.", Quatre reassured her.
"Am I your friend?", Nikki asked tentatively.
"Yes.", he replied with a smile.
"Okay, Quatre. I accept your gift. Thank you so much!"
During the tour, Nikki had spotted a gorgeous Quarter horse mare. The body was the same color of her hair, blonde. The mane and tail were snow white. As Nikki approached, the mare looked at her with crystal blue eyes and snorted softly.
"You picked a great horse, Nikki. This lil' beauty is loyal and kind. If you treat her right, she'll do anything for you."
"Thank you, Quatre.", she said as the mare gently nuzzled her.
"What're you going to name her?", Quatre asked.
"Hmmmm.... How 'bout 'Sunshine'?"
"Very appropriate, with her coloring. Now you get to pick out a horse for your friend, Nikki."
"I don't mean to be a bother, Quatre, but do you have any Arabs? My friend loves Arabs."
"Sure, please follow me, Nikki."
Nikki left Sunshine with a regretful glance. Quatre saw this and smiled to himself.
Nikki soon spotted the type of horse that Morgan would like. For an Arab, he was big- -
huge, really. As big as a male Clysdale (and they're about six feet or more!). He was very spirited, but Nikki knew that Morgan could control him. He was black and had dark green eyes.
"Uhhhh... Nikki, I really don't think that he is a wise choice.", Quatre said, while staring at the Arab with large eyes.
Nikki smiled at him.
"Don't worry. My friend likes spirited horses.
Thank you sooo much, Quatre!! I'll never, ever be able to repay you!" With that, she gave him the address of where Morgan was staying, and gave him a quick hug. She then hurriedly ran off to spend more time with Sunshine. Quatre watched her run off. A smile was on his face. He knew exactly where she was headed.
He looked down at the piece of paper and he noticed that Heero and Duo were staying at the same place.
* * *
Astrid was happy. Tonight was her first performance. She had sent the girls a message asking them to come hours ago. She hoped they would come.
Cathrine had let her use one of her costumes. It was beautiful, really. The pants were skintight black velvet. She wearing a tight long sleeved silver sequined shirt. Over that she was wearing black vest with silver fringe. The ankle boots matched the vest.
Ah, nothing like a good outfit to boost a woman's confidence.
I hope that the girls will see me like this!
Suddenly, one of the lions let out a snarl. Astrid turned around.
"Hush, Sasha. Down, Simba. Back, Miko. Nala, come to me."
Slowly, on padded feet, the great carnivore came to her. "Nala, lay."
Astrid looked around. What upset the lions?, she asked herself.
There! Movement! Slowly, the figure came into the light. It was Trowa.
"I'm sorry if I startled you. I just came to say good luck."
"Thank you, Trowa."
"May I ask you a question, Astrid?", Trowa asked, looking at Astrid.
"Sure."
"Where did you learn how to throw knives like that?"
Astrid looked up into the night sky and smiled in remembrance. "My friend showed me. I hate to say this, but she's a better knife thrower."
"Really?"
"Yes. She's very good. Probably the best in the world."
"Astrid, your act is about to come on!", a disembodied voice yelled from the tent.
"Oh! I gotta go! Wish me luck, Trowa! Sasha, Miko, Simba, Nala! Come!"
When Astrid was far enough away, Trowa whispered, "Good luck."
* * *
Eliza couldn't wait for Astrid to come on! She had always loved circuses, and this one was especially good.
Sitting on her right was Morgan. Next to her was Celia. Nikki was on Eliza's left.
Finally, the ringmaster appeared.
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen! Tonight you have seen many amazing things, but before the show ends, let me introduce one more act! May I present to you...... Astrid the Lion Tamer!"
One by one the lights went out. Then there was a burst of light. And there Astrid was, standing on the backs of two running lions. With a graceful flip, she jumped to the ground. Her bow was smooth and practiced.
Eliza thoroughly enjoyed Astrid's act. It was funny, serious, playful, and scary.
When the act was over, the four girls went outside to congratulate Astrid.
"It was wonderful!", exclaimed Eliza.
"Stunning!", was Celia's opinion.
"Magnificent!", Nikki said.
Morgan gave a slight nod.
While the girls were trading news, Morgan wandered off. Finally, she found what she was looking for. The lions's cages.
Morgan stuck her hand into Miko's cage. He came over to her. He snarled at her-until he caught a scent of her. Interested, he wandered over. Morgan began to stroke him, massaging his ears and rubbing under his chin. As she stroked him, he began to chuff-a large cat's purr. I wish you were free., she thought sadly.
A voice said, "The lions come to you. They come to me also." A boy dressed as a clown stepped into the light. "My name is Trowa. What's yours?"
"Morgan."
Trowa stood watching Morgan a little while longer. Then he disappeared into the shadows.
Shortly after Trowa left, Morgan returned to the group.
Eliza watched as Morgan quietly rejoined the group of girls.
"Eliza and I must go now. Tomorrow we have school.", Morgan said.
Eliza was sorry that they had to go now, but Morgan was right. Besides, she didn't want to fall asleep in class in front of Duo!
As Morgan was climbing into Nightstalker, Nikki's face appeared on one of the screens.
"Morgan, I must warn you. A large package will be arriving for you soon. Bye!" And, with that, her image winked out.
Eliza, knowing what the 'large package' was, smiled smugly to herself. I can't wait to see Morgan's face!
* * *
Quatre watched as Nikki cantered across the desert, riding atop Sunshine. They look right together., he thought to himself. I'm glad I gave the mare to her.
"Master Quatre, Master Quatre! OZ forces are starting to attack!", a voice yelled over the intercom system.
Moving into action, Quatre yelled, "Ready the Sandrock for battle!"
Quatre, remembering that Nikki was out on the battlefield, ran to the window. He sighed in relief when he saw that she was riding away from OZ's mobile suits.
Nikki was beyond furious. How DARE OZ interrupt my ride with Sunshine! They'll pay!
She directed Sunshine toward her cloaked Gundam. When they reached Wave Walker, Nikki jumped off of Sunshine. She slapped the horse on her rump, urging her back to the estate. With that taken care of, she climbed into her Gundam.
When the Gundam's visual system came on line, she saw that another Gundam was already fighting. Hmmm.... Gundam Sandrock. Guess there's a Gundam pilot in this area after all. Better go help him. With that thought in mind, she charged into the battlefield. It was quick work finishing the OZ troops with the help of Sandrock. After the battle, she quickly activated the cloaking mechanism.
So, Quatre thought, there are other Gundams. Wufei was right. But I doubt that they're enemies. After all, this one helped me. I'd better go and inform Heero.
* * *
"Oh, yeah? Well, you're pond scum!", yelled Celia at, who else?, Wufei.
"And you're a woman. Weak. Dependent on us males.", was Wufei's reply.
"I'm weak, am I? I challenge you to a martial arts tournament.", said a very furious Celia.
"I accept your challenge, Celia.", Wufei replied. "But you're going to lose."
With Sally as the observer, they began their fight. Both were very good. After half an hour, Celia finally managed to beat Wufei, with an uppercut to his chin. They bowed at each other, showing respect.
"Wh-Where did you learn to fight like that?", Wufei asked Celia, when he managed to catch his breath.
"A friend taught me. She's a better fighter than I am."
"Wh-Wh-What?! A woman?!"
"Yes.", Celia replied. "She was trained in all the fighting arts. Including, the ninja. And now, you can't regard women as weak, 'cause I just kicked your butt!", Celia said gleefully. She then walked away, laughing.
Wufei watched her go.
Someday, I will tame you, little hellion.