Gundam Wing: Dancing the W.A.L.TZ
Transmission One: The War Begins
Relena Peacecraft had been in power over peace for some time, but she knew that peace was soon to fail. Although she couldn't place blame to anyone person she knew people were starting to rise against her, one could call it a gut instinct. So, secretly she made plans; she had the most controversial tools rebuilt. The keys, they were easier to come by, she just had to convince them.
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In a small town, a circus was having its grand opening. It was where our sandy haired, uni-banged hero was performing. The sad clown was getting knifes thrown at him. As usual he walked away unscathed, as he took his bow he spotted a familiar face. His friend, Quatre R. Winner, was grinning at him with dancing blue eyes. Trowa took time to notice that Quatre hadn't changed much in the past few years, the same well groomed look, and soft blonde hair, happy and caring blue eyes and a round face that nearly always held a smile. Trowa returned the grin and gave Quatre a curt nod, and then with a flick of his head he motioned for Quatre to come around back. The boy caught the hint and gave a happy nod in reply.
Within minutes the boys were laughing happily, hugging and catching up on the others life.
"It's been forever!" Quatre smiled up at the muscular Latino.
"Yes, it most certainly has," Trowa agreed with the Arabian, "So what are you doing out here?"
"Taking a well needed vacation. I've been under a lot of pressure and Rashid said I should take a break, so I did!"
"I see. It's good to see you, by the way..."
"Yes?"
"Have you checked your email?"
"No, not recently... why?"
"Come with me," Trowa lead the bewildered Quatre to his mobile house.
##
Heero Yuy, a wild haired brunet, walked the streets to a private residence apartment complex. He had been living there since, well...for a while. He had been away for sometime and looked forward to being back among his clutter once again. Opening the door a small dog greeted him, Heero scratched it behind the ears and smiled down on it, "Hey there, Zero."
"Bark!"
"Yeah, I know, but I had to go away. Come on boy," Heero walked back to his room. Taking a seat behind a computer the dog jumped in his lap, turning on the computer he began to check his email.
"Hum? Important? I never get any mail marked important... Bet it's junk mail..." Heero's fine brow wrinkled as he opened it, what he read was not good.
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A blond girl sat on a shuttle back to earth, in her lap was an email, a very depressing email. Two other girls sat in front of her, she eyed them and sighed. Dhirdre Quen was freaked out; she was being called to act as a Gundam pilot.
"Oie?"
"Hai?" Dhirdre looked up to a slender face with big lavender eyes.
"You want those?" The girl pointed to the peanuts on Dhirdre's tray.
"Oh, no, you can have them. I'm not a big peanut fan."
"Cool!" The girl smiled and took them and turned around.
"Wait! Hold the phone!" Dhirdre blinked, "I know you!"
"Huh?"
"I know you! You're 03B! You have to be!" Dhirdre recalled the many conversations she had with her other fellow female pilots. While they never worked close together they heard a lot of each other, and Dhirdre never forgot a face or voice.
"Hey! How do you know that?!"
"I'm 04B!" Dhirdre explained.
"What? Dude, what are you doing here?" the lavender eyed youth asked.
"I'm on my to earth, you?"
"Same."
"So, fancy meeting you people, in person," the other girl turned to them. Dhirdre blinked, and then it dawned on her.
"I'm Jo McCaller, 01B," the girl, a messy blonde haired youth, gave the two a smirk, answering their question before it was spoke. She wore an aviation jacket and dark leather pants, the girl had dark green eyes and she hardly looked over twenty-five. Which was a lie considering she was actually twenty-eight.
"I'm Jade Roberts!" The lavender eyed girl giggled. Her long locks of lavender were pulled up in to a ponytail. Her plaid lavender skirt and white baby tee made her seem more an average teen then anything else. She was a bubbly for woman going on thirty.
"I'm Dhirdre Quen," Dhirdre said softly, she too was a blonde but very unlike Jo as any one could get. Dhirdre was a peaceful woman; she wore dress khakis and a simple white tank top. She looked more her age than the other two.
"Hum, wonder if 02B and 05B will be there..." Jo chuckled.
"We'll find out," Jade shrugged.
Dhirdre looked once again at the email print out.
Dear 04B,
I Relena Peacecraft ask you to come to my home. I need to ask you a
large favor. This favor might be the decision between war and peace.
Relena
##
A dark haird girl rode her rented bike across town. Meiran Ling, or 05B, was on her way to see Relena Peacecraft. She was following directions of a German who couldn't speak good English. She sighed; suddenly a motorcycle pulled up along side her.
"Um, do you speak English?" the man on the bike removed his helmet, his silky black hair was pulled back into a ponytail at the bast of his neck.
"Yeah, what do you need?" Ling asked, as her eyes ran over the boy, she decided that he was rather attractive.
"Do you know where to find Relena Peacecraft's estate?"
"Why you asking me?" Ling asked puzzled.
"Aren't you a local?"
"Hell no! Do I –look- like a local?"
"Well no."
"Well, there you go!"
"Baka onna..." The boy muttered and slammed his helmet on and drove off.
"Baka your self, loser..."Ling began to petal, wondering why she didn't tell him, maybe they could have gotten lost together. A playful smile crossed her features as she was having naughty thoughts.
##
Mau Carroll frantically ran from her room in a motel to her rent-a-car. She was late, or rather in the process of being late. Her blue hair was freshly washed and tied back into two separate pigtails beside her ears. Her large green eyes matched nicely. So the girl drove off in to the middle of Europe to find Relena's estate, wherever that was...
##
A car parked beside another out in the front lawn, a boy with long brown hair stepped out and looked at the tall building, big bright, cobalt blue eyes wide with wonder.
"Whew... this place is huge... almost as big as Quatre's place... Whelp, I hope I'm not late..."
So setting to a brisk walk, he entered the building and was told where to go. Soon enough he found a long time friend.
"Heero! Hey Heero!"
"Is that Duo?" a female's voice asked. It was Relena, she smiled as she looked at the boy and waved. They went way back, Heero and Duo were the first two Gundam pilots she'd ever met.
"...Duo..." Heero acknowledged his presence.
"So, am I late?" Duo asked.
"Not at all, you're actually early..." Relena brushed past Heero to shake hands with Duo.
"Wow, for the first time," Duo grinned happily, returning the gesture.
"Uh... Are you Relena?" another voice breached the scene. It was Mau.
"That would be me, you are?"
"Mau Carroll."
"Nice to meet you!" Relena smiled, "You must me 02B."
"Uh yeah..." she got a suspicious look from Heero, but Duo quickly stole her attention, "The names Duo Maxwell!"
"Nice to meet you!" She nodded.
"That's Heero, he's not very talkative."
"I see," Mau giggled a little.
"Heero! Duo! Miss Relena!" A higher man voice called Quatre and Trowa walked in. Duo made sure they met Mau and Mau meet them. Three others joined the party, Jade, Jo and Dhirdre. Again introductions where made as Relena ushered them to the conference room.
"We are still waiting for two," Relena sat, the others followed suit, "While we wait, a drink?"
"Tea, if you please," Quatre smiled.
"Juice!" Jade giggled.
"Coffee!" Mau and Duo proclaimed together not meaning to.
"Anything else?" she asked, they answered no. The drinks served and soon after drinks a young man pulled up in the drive.
"Betya that's Chang," Trowa commented. Not long after Wufei Chang walked in the room, his features set in a scowl.
"Hey Wu-man!" Duo waved, he received a death glare.
"What's your problem?" Heero asked to moody Chinese man. Before an explanation left his lips a skidding sound followed by a crash was heard.
"Oh, looks like someone just crashed into the motorcycle..." Mau commented, as she looked out the window.
Throwing his hands up, Wufei marched back out side. The curious nine followed. Outside Wufei marched up to the disoriented oriental girl and yanked her to her feet.
"What is the meaning of this injustice?" The enraged Chinese man pointed to his bike.
"Whoa, shit, it's you again! Listen get your hands off me!" the girl or Ling pushed Wufei away, looking very disgruntled.
"I asked you a question!" Wufei screamed.
"It was your own fault! You parked the damn thing in the middle of the driveway! I didn't see, and didn't have time to stop!"
"You were on a bicycle!" Wufei rubbed his temples.
"I was going fast..." she growled, she then added, "Plus there are bushed every where."
The others watched in amusement as the two fought. After a while a physical confrontation broke out. Heero sighed, pulled out his gun and cocked it, "Knock it OFF!"
The two stopped, Ling was the first the speak after they let go of each other, "I'll pay for the damages, okay?"
"...Damn strait!" Wufei, followed by all, except Trowa and Quatre, went in.
"Are you alright miss?" Quatre asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks...?" Ling looked to him, wanting his name.
"Oh! I'm Quatre and this is my friend Trowa!" he pointed to his friend. Trowa waved, Ling nodded, "I'm Ling. Thanks again, but if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go freshen up."
Quatre nodded, they went inside and the meeting promptly began with Ling's presence.
"Now," Relena began, "The reason I asked you all here is because of two things, one, to play bodyguard and two, stop another war."
"To protect you?" Heero asked.
"Yes, there's rumor out, I'm being hunted."
"I see..." Heero grumbled.
"Who could it possibly be?" Ling asked.
"I don't know, but I don't want to take chances," Relena answered, here eyes turned to Heero. His eyes met hers; they seemed to be carrying on a conversation. When they broke gaze Relena began to speak again, "The reason why I chose you is because of your skills and what you've done in the past."
The ten eyed each other.
"You're not being forced, but I would be so grateful if you did..." Relena stood up, pacing the room.
It didn't take long to get a consensus.
"We'll do it!" Mau grinned, "After all I don't want to see another war... I've had enough bloody wars!"
A chorus of agreements echoed her.
"OH! Thank you all!" Relena smiled, "You start now!"
They talked for what seemed eternity about the arrangements and with all the talking it was bound to grow hot.
"Gah... I'm hot..."Jade huffed. The others agreed, Relena walked over to the window and opened it.
BAM! "...Gasp..." Relena's body fell out of the window. Everyone panicked, some ran to the window, others just sat shocked, but they eventually ended up outside. Heero and Trowa were the first to inspect the body.
"She's been shot right in between the eyes..." Trowa announced.
"Oh my! Relena!" Quatre gasped, with a shake of his head. Jo walked over to the bushes not to far off.
"This," She thought aloud, "is the most likely spot the shooter shot from."
"They had good aim..." Duo shuddered.
"Great timing to..." Jade scratched her head. Everyone nodded.
"Nothing here," Jo walked back to the others.
"Whelp!" Jade sighed, "Lets go stop the war from starting!"
Everyone nodded, with Relena dead who was gonna keep the peace? It didn't take long for the media to find out. With the arrival of the media and medical teams the ten hastily made their escape. Heero just went back inside the mansion, and of course her death was all over the news. It was just great. Of course within minutes of that, news was that colonies have assaulted all Earth trade ships and Preventer stations. Heero sighed, took a look around and headed to the door. A maid with a note stopped him. Carefully he opened it.
Dear Heero.
I've saved this letter for when it has come to my death. Knowing that
my death will bring war, I have made plans. Go to a dock in Eastern
New York, there you and the others will find very important tools. I
hope all goes well.
Yours only,
Relena Peacecraft
Blinking, Heero shook the envelope just to make sure. A small piece of paper floated out, on it nine names and emails.
Knowing what he must do, he went to the back room and turned on the computer. There he began to email the nine others.
##
Sometime in the United States a large boat pulled into dock, there the ten tools waited.
End Transmission...
Relena Peacecraft had been in power over peace for some time, but she knew that peace was soon to fail. Although she couldn't place blame to anyone person she knew people were starting to rise against her, one could call it a gut instinct. So, secretly she made plans; she had the most controversial tools rebuilt. The keys, they were easier to come by, she just had to convince them.
##
In a small town, a circus was having its grand opening. It was where our sandy haired, uni-banged hero was performing. The sad clown was getting knifes thrown at him. As usual he walked away unscathed, as he took his bow he spotted a familiar face. His friend, Quatre R. Winner, was grinning at him with dancing blue eyes. Trowa took time to notice that Quatre hadn't changed much in the past few years, the same well groomed look, and soft blonde hair, happy and caring blue eyes and a round face that nearly always held a smile. Trowa returned the grin and gave Quatre a curt nod, and then with a flick of his head he motioned for Quatre to come around back. The boy caught the hint and gave a happy nod in reply.
Within minutes the boys were laughing happily, hugging and catching up on the others life.
"It's been forever!" Quatre smiled up at the muscular Latino.
"Yes, it most certainly has," Trowa agreed with the Arabian, "So what are you doing out here?"
"Taking a well needed vacation. I've been under a lot of pressure and Rashid said I should take a break, so I did!"
"I see. It's good to see you, by the way..."
"Yes?"
"Have you checked your email?"
"No, not recently... why?"
"Come with me," Trowa lead the bewildered Quatre to his mobile house.
##
Heero Yuy, a wild haired brunet, walked the streets to a private residence apartment complex. He had been living there since, well...for a while. He had been away for sometime and looked forward to being back among his clutter once again. Opening the door a small dog greeted him, Heero scratched it behind the ears and smiled down on it, "Hey there, Zero."
"Bark!"
"Yeah, I know, but I had to go away. Come on boy," Heero walked back to his room. Taking a seat behind a computer the dog jumped in his lap, turning on the computer he began to check his email.
"Hum? Important? I never get any mail marked important... Bet it's junk mail..." Heero's fine brow wrinkled as he opened it, what he read was not good.
##
A blond girl sat on a shuttle back to earth, in her lap was an email, a very depressing email. Two other girls sat in front of her, she eyed them and sighed. Dhirdre Quen was freaked out; she was being called to act as a Gundam pilot.
"Oie?"
"Hai?" Dhirdre looked up to a slender face with big lavender eyes.
"You want those?" The girl pointed to the peanuts on Dhirdre's tray.
"Oh, no, you can have them. I'm not a big peanut fan."
"Cool!" The girl smiled and took them and turned around.
"Wait! Hold the phone!" Dhirdre blinked, "I know you!"
"Huh?"
"I know you! You're 03B! You have to be!" Dhirdre recalled the many conversations she had with her other fellow female pilots. While they never worked close together they heard a lot of each other, and Dhirdre never forgot a face or voice.
"Hey! How do you know that?!"
"I'm 04B!" Dhirdre explained.
"What? Dude, what are you doing here?" the lavender eyed youth asked.
"I'm on my to earth, you?"
"Same."
"So, fancy meeting you people, in person," the other girl turned to them. Dhirdre blinked, and then it dawned on her.
"I'm Jo McCaller, 01B," the girl, a messy blonde haired youth, gave the two a smirk, answering their question before it was spoke. She wore an aviation jacket and dark leather pants, the girl had dark green eyes and she hardly looked over twenty-five. Which was a lie considering she was actually twenty-eight.
"I'm Jade Roberts!" The lavender eyed girl giggled. Her long locks of lavender were pulled up in to a ponytail. Her plaid lavender skirt and white baby tee made her seem more an average teen then anything else. She was a bubbly for woman going on thirty.
"I'm Dhirdre Quen," Dhirdre said softly, she too was a blonde but very unlike Jo as any one could get. Dhirdre was a peaceful woman; she wore dress khakis and a simple white tank top. She looked more her age than the other two.
"Hum, wonder if 02B and 05B will be there..." Jo chuckled.
"We'll find out," Jade shrugged.
Dhirdre looked once again at the email print out.
Dear 04B,
I Relena Peacecraft ask you to come to my home. I need to ask you a
large favor. This favor might be the decision between war and peace.
Relena
##
A dark haird girl rode her rented bike across town. Meiran Ling, or 05B, was on her way to see Relena Peacecraft. She was following directions of a German who couldn't speak good English. She sighed; suddenly a motorcycle pulled up along side her.
"Um, do you speak English?" the man on the bike removed his helmet, his silky black hair was pulled back into a ponytail at the bast of his neck.
"Yeah, what do you need?" Ling asked, as her eyes ran over the boy, she decided that he was rather attractive.
"Do you know where to find Relena Peacecraft's estate?"
"Why you asking me?" Ling asked puzzled.
"Aren't you a local?"
"Hell no! Do I –look- like a local?"
"Well no."
"Well, there you go!"
"Baka onna..." The boy muttered and slammed his helmet on and drove off.
"Baka your self, loser..."Ling began to petal, wondering why she didn't tell him, maybe they could have gotten lost together. A playful smile crossed her features as she was having naughty thoughts.
##
Mau Carroll frantically ran from her room in a motel to her rent-a-car. She was late, or rather in the process of being late. Her blue hair was freshly washed and tied back into two separate pigtails beside her ears. Her large green eyes matched nicely. So the girl drove off in to the middle of Europe to find Relena's estate, wherever that was...
##
A car parked beside another out in the front lawn, a boy with long brown hair stepped out and looked at the tall building, big bright, cobalt blue eyes wide with wonder.
"Whew... this place is huge... almost as big as Quatre's place... Whelp, I hope I'm not late..."
So setting to a brisk walk, he entered the building and was told where to go. Soon enough he found a long time friend.
"Heero! Hey Heero!"
"Is that Duo?" a female's voice asked. It was Relena, she smiled as she looked at the boy and waved. They went way back, Heero and Duo were the first two Gundam pilots she'd ever met.
"...Duo..." Heero acknowledged his presence.
"So, am I late?" Duo asked.
"Not at all, you're actually early..." Relena brushed past Heero to shake hands with Duo.
"Wow, for the first time," Duo grinned happily, returning the gesture.
"Uh... Are you Relena?" another voice breached the scene. It was Mau.
"That would be me, you are?"
"Mau Carroll."
"Nice to meet you!" Relena smiled, "You must me 02B."
"Uh yeah..." she got a suspicious look from Heero, but Duo quickly stole her attention, "The names Duo Maxwell!"
"Nice to meet you!" She nodded.
"That's Heero, he's not very talkative."
"I see," Mau giggled a little.
"Heero! Duo! Miss Relena!" A higher man voice called Quatre and Trowa walked in. Duo made sure they met Mau and Mau meet them. Three others joined the party, Jade, Jo and Dhirdre. Again introductions where made as Relena ushered them to the conference room.
"We are still waiting for two," Relena sat, the others followed suit, "While we wait, a drink?"
"Tea, if you please," Quatre smiled.
"Juice!" Jade giggled.
"Coffee!" Mau and Duo proclaimed together not meaning to.
"Anything else?" she asked, they answered no. The drinks served and soon after drinks a young man pulled up in the drive.
"Betya that's Chang," Trowa commented. Not long after Wufei Chang walked in the room, his features set in a scowl.
"Hey Wu-man!" Duo waved, he received a death glare.
"What's your problem?" Heero asked to moody Chinese man. Before an explanation left his lips a skidding sound followed by a crash was heard.
"Oh, looks like someone just crashed into the motorcycle..." Mau commented, as she looked out the window.
Throwing his hands up, Wufei marched back out side. The curious nine followed. Outside Wufei marched up to the disoriented oriental girl and yanked her to her feet.
"What is the meaning of this injustice?" The enraged Chinese man pointed to his bike.
"Whoa, shit, it's you again! Listen get your hands off me!" the girl or Ling pushed Wufei away, looking very disgruntled.
"I asked you a question!" Wufei screamed.
"It was your own fault! You parked the damn thing in the middle of the driveway! I didn't see, and didn't have time to stop!"
"You were on a bicycle!" Wufei rubbed his temples.
"I was going fast..." she growled, she then added, "Plus there are bushed every where."
The others watched in amusement as the two fought. After a while a physical confrontation broke out. Heero sighed, pulled out his gun and cocked it, "Knock it OFF!"
The two stopped, Ling was the first the speak after they let go of each other, "I'll pay for the damages, okay?"
"...Damn strait!" Wufei, followed by all, except Trowa and Quatre, went in.
"Are you alright miss?" Quatre asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks...?" Ling looked to him, wanting his name.
"Oh! I'm Quatre and this is my friend Trowa!" he pointed to his friend. Trowa waved, Ling nodded, "I'm Ling. Thanks again, but if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go freshen up."
Quatre nodded, they went inside and the meeting promptly began with Ling's presence.
"Now," Relena began, "The reason I asked you all here is because of two things, one, to play bodyguard and two, stop another war."
"To protect you?" Heero asked.
"Yes, there's rumor out, I'm being hunted."
"I see..." Heero grumbled.
"Who could it possibly be?" Ling asked.
"I don't know, but I don't want to take chances," Relena answered, here eyes turned to Heero. His eyes met hers; they seemed to be carrying on a conversation. When they broke gaze Relena began to speak again, "The reason why I chose you is because of your skills and what you've done in the past."
The ten eyed each other.
"You're not being forced, but I would be so grateful if you did..." Relena stood up, pacing the room.
It didn't take long to get a consensus.
"We'll do it!" Mau grinned, "After all I don't want to see another war... I've had enough bloody wars!"
A chorus of agreements echoed her.
"OH! Thank you all!" Relena smiled, "You start now!"
They talked for what seemed eternity about the arrangements and with all the talking it was bound to grow hot.
"Gah... I'm hot..."Jade huffed. The others agreed, Relena walked over to the window and opened it.
BAM! "...Gasp..." Relena's body fell out of the window. Everyone panicked, some ran to the window, others just sat shocked, but they eventually ended up outside. Heero and Trowa were the first to inspect the body.
"She's been shot right in between the eyes..." Trowa announced.
"Oh my! Relena!" Quatre gasped, with a shake of his head. Jo walked over to the bushes not to far off.
"This," She thought aloud, "is the most likely spot the shooter shot from."
"They had good aim..." Duo shuddered.
"Great timing to..." Jade scratched her head. Everyone nodded.
"Nothing here," Jo walked back to the others.
"Whelp!" Jade sighed, "Lets go stop the war from starting!"
Everyone nodded, with Relena dead who was gonna keep the peace? It didn't take long for the media to find out. With the arrival of the media and medical teams the ten hastily made their escape. Heero just went back inside the mansion, and of course her death was all over the news. It was just great. Of course within minutes of that, news was that colonies have assaulted all Earth trade ships and Preventer stations. Heero sighed, took a look around and headed to the door. A maid with a note stopped him. Carefully he opened it.
Dear Heero.
I've saved this letter for when it has come to my death. Knowing that
my death will bring war, I have made plans. Go to a dock in Eastern
New York, there you and the others will find very important tools. I
hope all goes well.
Yours only,
Relena Peacecraft
Blinking, Heero shook the envelope just to make sure. A small piece of paper floated out, on it nine names and emails.
Knowing what he must do, he went to the back room and turned on the computer. There he began to email the nine others.
##
Sometime in the United States a large boat pulled into dock, there the ten tools waited.
End Transmission...