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Children of War
By,
LunaDragon
Fingers danced over the computer's keys, as they seemed to push every button in site. It was their mission to find something, but what? Piercing dark brown eyes stared into the monitor's screen as figures glided every which way. The young teenage girl with black hair that barely touched her elbows frowned in anticipation.
She was almost there; she just had it . . .
A door slammed to her left and she almost lost her concentration in surprise. 'Focus!' Her mind authorized furiously. Faster she typed, her eyes scanning -- searching for the information she needed.
She heard a click of a gun but she didn't stop, she couldn't, she was so close. A trigger was pulled and there was a thud behind her.
Yes, her partner was once again there to save her. "Hurry, we don't have much time!" A feminine voice barked from behind the girl.
"I almost have it! Just give me a minute to the most!" She pleaded.
Though she didn't see, her partner nodded. "One minute. If not, we abort."
The young teenager's pale fingers flew along side the keys, abiding by their master's commands. A short time remained but the information wouldn't show. She had scanned the same computer for not over ten minutes.
It should have taken her less.
Someone was apparently onto the two girls' scam. But there could be -- there had to be something -- anything that she could have overlooked. And yet after all, nothing was perfect . . . right? Her eyebrow scrunched she continued to type, nothing yet . . . no . . . there!
Her theory proven correct, she took no time on saving the information to her disk. She trashed the file and received its copy just as an alarm sounded.
"Come, we have wasted enough time!" The girl's partner said as her teal-colored eyes glared.
The girl nodded once and they ran out of the room, but not before they were surrounded by at least thirteen men.
"Shit!" The brown-eyed girl cursed, clicking the safety off of her gun.
"Throw down your weapons and rise your hands over your head! We won't hesitate to shoot if you chose so otherwise!" A man -- possibly the captain of the bunch commanded.
Pulling a gun and a hidden object from her pocket, the slightly taller woman with teal eyes nodded. She threw down the gun and with it a small sphere. Upon impact with the floor, the sphere exploded and a blinding light caressed the captain and his men.
The two partners took off at once, running through hallways -- avoiding the chaos around them. They stopped suddenly as another group of men blocked their paths. The darker haired teenager handed her partner her gun. "Cover me," The girl whispered as she took out a grenade.
She pulled out the pick and tossed it over to the men who scrambled at its coming and her partner shot the ones that stayed.
In seconds the bomb exploded and the two made their way through the ventilation ducks, and out to freedom.
But they weren't there just yet. The two once again took off, searching for their escape. And to their convenience, a rather large motorcycle was parked against a railing, as if awaiting the two girls' arrival.
On the motorcycle they mounted, and as they sped off, tearing up the ground. "Another successful mission, ay Akiko?" The girl with teal eyes said as they drove underneath the night sky.
"Apparently so." Akiko replied as she pulled a strand of hair from her face. "But we never have had this much trouble have we, Kaiya?"
"That had me worried. Do you think they knew ahead of time?" Kaiya asked her friend and life long partner. Only on extremely rare occasions did Akiko take long to download simple information on to disks.
"Perhaps." Akiko sighed. "But it's only been a few months since the Mariemaia Khushrenada incident. The Gundam pilots have to be keeping low for a while. Their information was hard enough to gather."
"They destroyed their Gundams correct?"
"Or so rumor has it." Akiko paused for a moment. "Why do we need this information again?"
"We don't need anything." Kaiya said. "Professor Tomoe does. Apparently he needs it for something, and it isn't our business to know."
"It's never our business to know, is it?" Akiko asked and Kaiya nodded. "Well it's getting down right annoying. I say we have a look and see what the Prof is up to."
"You say that every mission."
"I mean it every mission."
"And my answer is always the same. We cannot. All we are told is our mission in exchange for our lives."
Akiko gritted her teeth at the remembrance. Not even a year ago Kaiya and herself had stumbled upon a few misfortunes, as did many during the war of AC 195. But they were lucky to escape the destruction of their home city with their lives. They had traveled for weeks until collapsing on near an undercover corporation where they met Professor Tomoe and his daughter, Hotaru.
A price had to be paid for his debt, however. So for shelter, food, and for the very fact that if they were to talk about or leave the corporation, they would be terminated without a second thought, Kaiya and Akiko went on missions to gather who knows what kind of information, and even on assignations.
"But what is it that he needs? I can't help that I'm curious."
"Curiosity killed the cat, Akiko."
"I'm not a cat so that won't be a problem." Akiko retorted. "One look and we're out. No one will know if we impute the data onto our lab tops."
"Why must you beseech so constantly?" Kaiya asked. "But I do admit I am a little curious myself."
"Curiosity killed the cat, Kaiya." Akiko mused. "Welcome to the dark side, my friend."
"Hn." Kaiya grunted. And they sped off once more.
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Author's Note: Heehee! First chapter is up! Well it's my first Gundam Wing/Sailor Moon crossover. Akiko and Kaiya are my creations and such. You'll get more of everything in the next chapter! (^-^)*
