Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam wing, but I do own Jo and any other characters that are not in the anime or mangas. Please feel free to review, flames are not welcome, but constructive criticism is. Please be nice to me!!
As the town clock struck midnight, a chill swept through the streets of leaville. The sky was clear, the moon was full and the wind was bitter. On 5th street, a girl, no older than 18 wrapped her jacket tightly around her as she walked around the unfamiliar surroundings.
She had only arrived in town that day and the reason she had come was to find a man who could help her unveil the mysteries of her past. All the girl could remember was that her name was Jo. Something had happened to her as a child to make her forget all of her memories, but nothing she did could make her remember. It was like someone had put the memories in a box and locked it with a thousand different locks.
All she knew was that one day, she woke up to find herself inside an orphanage, and stayed there for seven years, until a week ago, when a strange Chinese man told her that to find her past she needed to find a man called Quatre Barton that lived in a town called Leaville, so the following day, she packed her bags and after sharing a few tearful farewells with the younger children and the owners of the orphanage, set out on her long, and hopefully successful, journey.
Right now however, she had finally arrived at her destination and was now trying to find a hotel or youth hostel that she could stay in, but so far, hadn't had any luck. She decided that she would go and try another part of the town, and turned to go down the alleyway she had just noticed ahead of her. As she started down the alley, she could sense that something wasn't quite right and that something bad was going to happen. Most people wouldn't have gone down the alley to begin with, but not Jo. No, she just shrugged off the feeling and carried on anyway.
'I've always been a courageous girl and nothing's ever made me nervous before, so why start now? She wondered to herself. 'Plus, I have 5 years of tae kwon do under my belt, so if anyone was to try anything…'
She finished her sentence by raising her leg high above her head, then tilting her heel upwards before crashing her leg back down in a swift dropkick, earning her a surprised glance from the man who was walking past her on the opposite side of the road. She quickly grinned at him and absentmindedly saluted to him, then started walking down the alley, unaware of the danger that faced her.
About two minutes later, Jo was growing frustrated.
"man, how long IS this alley anyway?!" she growled, then froze as she heard a raspy snigger from behind her.
She swore under her breath as she realised that she had stumbled on a group of 5 men, all obviously drunk, and there was a distinct smell of drugs wafting around them too. One of them, jo assumed to be the leader, came swaggering up to her, and the others all wolf-whistled at her.
She rolled her eyes, but then nearly gagged as the man lowered himself so that his face was level to hers, and the overpowering smell of alcohol, drugs and bad breath filled her nostrils. The man yelled over his shoulder to the others.
"looks like we've got fresh blood here, guys!"
The others cheered and formed a circle around her, ensuring in the process they were in such a formation it meant she could not escape, no matter how much she wanted to.
Jo didn't like the looks on their faces or their actions one bit, and tensed up, very slightly altering her stance so that she could fight them if it was needed. The leader suddenly reached out and grabbed Jo, not realising that he had made a grave mistake that was going to cost him dearly. With as much power as she could muster, which was a surprisingly large amount for her age and size, swung her arm round and punched him in the jaw, then swiftly executed the perfect dropkick on his head as he stumbled back, knocking him out cold.
As soon as the other men noticed their leader lying on the floor groaning in pain, they immediately sprung into action.
"you're gonna regret doin' that to Sam" a blonde one growled.
She slowly turned her head to look at him with a scathing look.
"what're you going to do about it blondey?"
He threw himself at her, trying to hit her. She deftly avoided all of his attacks and eventually grew bored, so turned and kicked him in the stomach, sending him crashing into the wall behind him. He stood up, and this time all of the group rounded on her. Her eyes widened slightly and she stepped back, but one of them blocked her exit.
"oh shit" she whispered.
Next thing she knew, she was lying on the floor, with four men hitting her in any part of the body they could reach. The only part undamaged was her face, but that was only due to the fact she was able to cover it. She began to moan quietly, and the blonde guy was just about to kick her head, when a hand on his shoulder stopped him. Same had managed to pick himself up off the floor, and now, he wanted revenge. As far as he was concerned, NOBOBDY, made a fool of him in front of his gang, especially not a kid.
He waited until the rest of the group had vanished down the alley, then lifter the teen up by her hair and threw her against the wall. She looked up at him with pain filled eyes, then gathered all of her remaining strength and kneed him in the groin. He managed to stop himself from falling on the floor in pain, but not before yelling in pain.
He grabbed Jo and looked her in the eye. She was knew she wasn't able to fight back this time. She's just used up her remaining strength and energy and knew she wouldn't be able to do anything in the state she was in. Just as Sam was about to deliver the final blow that would end her life, a black object landed in between them, forcing Sam off her and causing her to fall heavily onto the ground with a yelp of pain.
The object, revealed to be a person wearing a black trench coat, black jeans and a black scarf was blocking their face from view, making it impossible to tell if it was a male or female. Sam glared at the stranger.
"look pal, you'd better keep walkin if ya know what's good for ya!" he threatened.
The stranger gave a short sharp laugh, and jo realised it was a man that was helping her.
The stranger pulled his scarf off from around his face, and looked hard at sam, who paled.
"oh my god! Y…y…you're…"
"oh, yeah, I am. Now I believe you were about to leave?" he hissed, and stepped forward.
Sam yelled, and ran away as fast as he could. The stranger turned to look at Jo, and the first thing she noticed was how deep a blue his eyes were. She then noticed he had a braid. Before she could say anything, the man helped her up.
Only problem was, Jo had suffered more damage than she though. With a scream and a flash of pain, her vision blurred and suddenly went black as she passed out with pain.
