BLADE
Hey people ,I'm writing yet another story born in my mind out of boredom. I tend to get really creative when I'm bored ,or ate a lot of sugar. And this was the result of being ahead of class and having an IQ of 155(Yes my IQ is really that high. And yes sadly enough school has started this week in my part of Holland). So read and don't forget to review. Let me know what ya think. Also read the new and improved chapter 4 of project lone star.
Disclaimer: I don't own gundam wing or anything related to that and endless waltz. I do own NEOGENESIS , professor MC Neal ,Blade and this story.
Summary: The gundam boys and co. attend high school. One day there's a new student and they are forced to have her as roommate. Soon they find out that there's more to this solemn girl than meets the eye. What will they do when they find out she's not completely human? R&R.
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Chapter one. A new roommate.
Rain. All it seemed to do lately was rain. Trowa stared out the window of their high school dorm(where they eat sleep and live when not in school or out on the streets) ,while listening to a conversation between his friends. The gundam boys along with Relena ,Hilde ,Cathy and Dorothy had been assigned to this school as a cover up for their work(They were trying to get more data on an organization named NEOGENESIS and this school founded with help from Quatre would be the place where they did their research). Noin has become vice principal ,Sally was school nurse ,Lady Une was principal and Zechs had taken up the job as history teacher under his real name; Milliardo).
The streets were empty and deserted ,no one in their right mind would want to go out in this weather unless absolutely necessary. Than he noticed a solemn figure on the other side of the street ,dragging along what seemed to be one of those old fashion duffle bags. The figure crossed the street and pulled out a soaked piece of paper. After looking at it for a few seconds the figure approached the school. 'We're getting a new student.' Trowa thought.
The principal's office
Une looked at the young girl that was brought in by Noin and Milliardo.
"So you are Blade MC Neal?" She asked.
"Yes madam." The little girl said pushing away some wet strands of raven-black hair out of her face.
"Age?"
"18 ."
"where are you from?"
"Scotland. My parents died when I was a baby and I was taken in by a professor. I had a heart disease ,but there was no donor because I have AB negative blood ,which only occurs to 1 in 3.000.000.000 people(this is a guess I'm not entirely sure though. My friend had it and told me ,but that was 3 years ago. But it is somewhere in that region) And he could give me an artificial heart." She said.
"The chances of survival are slim. Why would you risk the operation?" Milliardo asked intrigued by her story.
"I was only 6 months old and was already dieing ,so the professor took the risk ,because my chances were slim to begin with. But as you see it worked I'm still alive and my new heart which was put in 2 years ago will last as long as I will." She said. Milliardo stared at her. 'She's undergone two heart transplantations and yet she talks about it as if it's something everyday.' He thought.
"Very well ,have you thought of your choice classes yet? Une asked.
"Yes ,I've chosen: History ,computer science ,advanced math ,technical engineering ,advanced Arabian , advanced Japanese and advanced Chinese." She said.
"Combined with the 5 compulsory classes that will mean you'll have 8 hours a day at the least. That's pretty hard." Une said staring in disbelieve at the young girl.
"It'll be fine ,on my last school I had 7 classes besides these 13 and I did just fine." She said.
"We'll just have to see about that. You'll be in third grade(high schools in Holland go from first to fourth class and you have ,depending on you intelligence classes running from A to F in first class and A to C in the other 3. So there's 15 groups.) and we'll have to take an IQ test to determine which third class is best. First we'll show you your dorm so you can meet your room mates and get dry. I'll see you here at 15:30." Une said shaking the girls hand. "MR Milliardo who is also your class teacher ,will show you your dorm. And Miss Noin here will be the one taking your IQ test and I will introduce you to our other students during dinner ,but one of your room mates will explain about that." Une continued as they walked out.
"Please follow me to the dorms." Milliardo said. Blade bowed to Lady Une and Miss Noin ,before following her new teacher to the dorms.
Meanwhile in the GB's room
"Yes ,you lose Quatre!" Dorothy chanted. "No I didn't ,you cheated!" Quatre said. "You lost ,but you don't want to accept it." Relena said. "No you cheated you're hiding cards up your sleeves all 4 of you!" Quatre said. "You forgot I can tell when someone tells me a lie or is cheating ,haven't you." Quatre said with a victorious smile on his face. "Fine." All 4 girls said as they pulled the card out ,they had hidden. "No wonder we lost yesterday! They got a whole pack of cards up their sleeves each!" Duo said.
Then someone knocked.
"Come in." Quatre said.
The door opened and Milliardo walked in ,accompanied by a girl that was soaking wet and dragging along a duffle bag.
"This is Blade ,she's new and will start Monday ,she'll be your new room mate. There are no other free beds so yes she has to." Milliardo said before anyone could speak. "The Chinese boy over there will be sharing his bed room with you. I will leave you now so you can put on some dry clothes and get acquainted with your new room mates." With that Milliardo left.
The nine teens stared at blade ,who felt quite uncomfortable with that. Blade stared back she shivered lightly due to the wet clothes. "The shower's down there the first door on your right." The blond boy said. "thanks." Blade said as she picked up the duffle bag.
About 5 minutes later she had changed out of her wet clothes into baggy blue jeans and a very ,very light pink sweater that stopped jus under her shoulders( it has this really wide collar that you're supposed to fold down till just below the shoulders) one could see the tattoo of a dragon wrapped around a rose and a pair of dry sneakers. She had her hair hanging lose around her shoulders and she had the only red strand of hair hang down her face. Now she walked back in. Again they stared at her.
"Where is my room?" She asked.
"It's the last door to your right." The boy with the braid said.
"eh thanks." She said as she turned around and left again.
Once she found her room she got up her bed and put the duffle bag at the end of it. Then Blade pulled out a pen and a black note book ,which said: Logbook operation Bionic Living Advanced Digitalized Entity ,Blade. and started to write.
September 15th 198 AC ,14:30.
I arrived at my new school today ,everything is going fine so far. I hope I don't have to leave within a month this time.
It's been three months since I left NEOGENESIS. They're still after me ,but they can't make use of the media. Because then they would have to let the public know they were involved in the creation of a Syborg(1). Using many innocent orphans as test subjects. A process which ended in the death of 299.999 war orphans ,in order to succeed in creating one Syborg. Me. I have promised myself that I would bring their plot to light and make sure no more innocent orphans are killed. I will never go back. I'll do all this in memorial of professor MC Neal ,who made me aware of what I was being changed for and paid for it with his life. For now I'll keep myself busy with gathering info about their plans ,I know I was created to kill the gundam pilots ,but I need proof ,proof that will lead to the termination of NEOGENESIS.
BLADE.
Blade stared at the clock it was 15:15 ,so she left for the IQ test.
(1) Syborg- A Syborg is Half human ,half robot. It looks human but has some parts like arms legs or even organs replaced with artificial ones.
This is chapter one I hope you like it ,a bit boring but it'll get better. Please let me know what you think.