A/N: Ok, I know this is totally unlike my other stories, but just to let you know, I wrote this about three years ago. The writing is very immature and I do intend to fix it up. The reason it's been so long since I've last updated is because I lost chapter three when I wiped my hard drive and I couldn't find my hard copy of it until tonight, so, what you see is what I've got. Chapter Three is posted and completed. *cheering* enjoy!

Disclaimer: duh.

Chapter One

Silent Whispers

Cold, dark eyes stared at the body at her feet, the man who had guarded her prison. He lay lifeless by her hand. She should have felt, at least, some emotion, but she didn't. She stepped over the body, bending down to take his gun and explosives. She ran swiftly down the halls of the station. She couldn't remember its name…

*****

Heero jumped down off his perch with a grunt. He landed with a soft thud on the decks of MO-2. Pressing his back against the wall and holding his gun up by his shoulder he paused and listened. Nothing. Even so, as he turned the corner into what he knew for the hangar, he did so quickly, aiming his gun and ready to shoot at anything that so much as twitched.

As he checked to his right, there was a shuffle off to the left. He spun, raising his gun to the figure standing only ten paces from him, holding a gun as well. The two stood that way for barely an instant before recognizing each other. Behind concealing bangs, Trowa nodded his acknowledgment of Heero's presence.

"Have the others come back?" Heero asked in a low voice.

"FREEZE!" A feminine voice came from an entrance off to Heero's right.

The two pilots spun, raising their guns as one. The voice belonged to a female commander in a red uniform. Four soldiers seemed to flank her, although they walked behind. She stepped out of the way, revealing both Quatre and Duo with their hands resting on the top of their heads. Quatre gave Heero and Trowa a weak smile. Duo, on the other hand, looked outright ticked. And with good reason. Two of the soldiers had their guns trained on them. The other two, along with Une had theirs trained on the two pilots standing across from them.

"Drop your weapons or these two die," the commander said arrogantly.

"Not again," Quatre moaned quietly at the same time Duo said, slightly louder, "Like we haven't heard that one before."

As a response to that the two soldiers clicked the safety off their guns. Quatre swallowed what he wanted to say to Duo. Duo glanced sidelong at Quatre, then grinned. Quatre moaned inwardly. Not again, he thought.

Duo chuckled and said, "Should'a bound us!" Instantly the soldier with his gun trained on Duo found himself slammed into a mobile suit carrier.

Quatre cursed silently as he found himself grappling with the other soldier.

The commander and the two soldiers began firing at Heero and Trowa who had started firing the instant they heard Duo open his mouth. The sound of guns firing and bullets tinging off the metal echoed through the hangar. Trowa threw himself over to the side as he fired. Heero stood still a moment longer until a bullet whizzing close to his ear convinced him to move.

Duo grabbed the soldier he had knocked down by the hair and slammed his head into the side of the carrier. He finished his fight by taking the soldier's fallen rifle and slamming the butt of it into the side of the man's head. The soldier would wake up in about four hours with a really bad headache, if he didn't go into a coma.

Both Heero and Trowa's bullets eventually found their targets and the two soldiers flanking their commander went down. The commander herself looked ready to panic until Duo, who, right after knocking the soldier out, ran toward Une, cracked her in the back of the neck with the butt of his rifle. Her body fell limply to the floor.

When Duo looked toward Quatre, the boy had the guard on the ground with a black eye and a broken jaw. Duo rolled his eyes and stalked over to Quatre and hit the soldier in the head with the rifle. Quatre looked at him with his best imitation of Heero's infamous glare.

"What did you do that for?" Quatre demanded.

"You know why. You'd 'a let that guy go, knowin' you," Duo said, rolling his eyes. "Shoulda' killed 'em."

"DUO!" Quatre yelled.

"Calm down."

"Are you two done?" Trowa's voice demanded, not far away from them. Both Duo and Quatre looked levelly at him in unison. That is…until Heero came sauntering up.

"Let's go," Heero commanded flatly.

*****

From where she stood in the hall, the girl could hear the sound of guns being fired. She followed it silently, but swiftly all the same, as she had been trained to do…only, she didn't remember being trained. She tried to stop thinking and just concentrate on escaping. It came easily to her, of course. Years of tough training had seen to that, but she didn't so much as think about the training.

All of the sudden the gunfire stopped…she stopped moving. If she strained her ears she could pick up the sounds of male voices. As she stood there, listening as she was, she could dimly hear the approach of several pairs of boots marching heavily from behind her. Looking around swiftly, assuming they would head toward where she had heard the gunfire, she ducked into a small alcove and clicked the safety off her gun. As they neared her position, she held her breath…

Twelve soldiers double-timed it past her, looking neither left, nor right. Intent on reaching their destination. They were heavily armed, which meant they could only be going toward the gunfire. Each wore a uniform that seemed so familiar to the girl, yet…no. She pushed whatever vague memory she had aside. She had to escape.

After the soldiers had rounded a corner, she followed them, waiting with her back against the wall until they had rounded another corner, then jogging silently after them. Shortly, she heard them stop. One of the men said something, then the sound of gunfire ensued.

*****

Heero eyed the troop carrier in front of him suspiciously. It won't stand up under much enemy fire…but it's all we have, he thought. He turned around just in time to see a group of twelve OZ soldiers round the corner, entering the hangar the same way the last group did. They immediately began to fire.

The three other pilots, two inside the carrier, caught by surprise, jumped at the sound of gunfire. Quickly, they grabbed their guns, Duo and Quatre coming out of the carrier with the OZ rifles. Trowa came out from around back and began returning fire. Heero moved away from the carrier and fired. Duo and Quatre found stuff to block themselves while they were not shooting. They came out when they were about to fire.

Then, all of the sudden, something exploded behind the twelve soldiers. They went flying in every direction, killed instantly by the explosion. The four pilots lowered their guns, expecting to see Wufei emerge from the smoke. Instead, as the smoke settled, a feminine figure with a waist long, dark brown ponytail and large brown eyes stood in the middle of the entrance aiming an OZ pistol straight at Heero.

"What the…" Duo started.

Before anyone could say anything, a short Chinese boy had the muzzle of his gun pressed into the back of the girl's head, ready to fire. She lowered her gun.

"Wufei, don't," Quatre said quickly. Wufei looked at the blonde pilot. "She helped us."

Wufei lowered his gun, but not all the way. Duo glanced at Quatre, whose gun was down, before lowering his own. Trowa and Heero left theirs up. Wufei practically pushed the girl forward. She looked blankly at the five pilots, now standing together in front of her.

"Who are you," Heero asked.

The girl remained silent, her face blank, but her eyes seeming to look inward, trying to remember her name.

"She doesn't know," Trowa said quietly.

Duo looked at him quizzically. "What d'ya mean?"

"I mean, I don't think she remembers her name," Trowa said flatly.

The girl looked sharply at him.

"How could she not…"

"I didn't remember mine," Trowa cut Duo off, referring to the time that he had suffered from amnesia. The four pilots looked at Trowa, who looked at the girl. The girl narrowed her eyes.

Quatre spoke up in the uncomfortable moment. "Why did you help us?"

"You fought my enemies," the girl said in a slightly accented but flat voice.

"Huh?" Duo asked, looking at the girl's drab cloths. "Then you're a…prisoner?" Her lack of response confirmed his suspicion. "How did you escape? This place has the tightest security I've seen in a long time!"

The girl's features did not move. She did not speak.

"Heero," Wufei interjected. "We have to go before more troops arrive."

"Right, let's go," Heero stated crisply.

Four of the five turned and started for the carrier. Quatre's gaze lingered on the girl before catching up. As Heero was entering the carrier Quatre stopped him.

"Hey, Heero. Shouldn't we take her with us? She has to escape or she'll be killed!"

"Come on, Quatre," Duo groaned, leaning out of the carrier. "She's dead weight. Let's go."

"But, Duo," Quatre's voice firmed, "she helped us. We didn't even…"

"We could've taken those guys…" Duo cut off Quatre's protest.

His voice was drowned out by the sound of an engine starting. The three pilots turned to look as the only Taurus Mobile Suit in the hangar turned on. The girl no longer stood in front of the carrier.

"What the heck? D'ya think that she…" Duo trailed off. Heero turned and ducked into the carrier. Quatre and Duo followed close on his heels.

Wufei and Trowa were already seated at the controls in the cockpit. "Can you get the pilot on the radio?" Trowa was saying as he started up their own engines.

Wufei looked intent for a few seconds, pressing buttons. "I got him," he stated.

"What do you want?" The girl's voice came over the radio.

"Huh? Does she even know how to pilot that thing?" Wufei asked with Duo leaning over the back of his chair.

"What are you doing?" Quatre demanded.

"What does it look like she's doing, Quatre? She's escaping!" Duo turned to glare at Quatre.

"How does she plan on doing that?" Quatre asked. "That Taurus suit doesn't have the firepower to blast through that gate."

"I would advise pressurizing that carrier," the girl stated.

Without waiting to wonder, Heero sat down and began pressing buttons, sealing the carrier and pressurizing the inside.

"What does she plan on doing?" Trowa wondered out loud.

"If she tries to blast her way through, we'll have OZ mobile suits all over us before we can manage to open the bay doors and escape," Heero stated in the same tone he would've used to state what he ate for lunch. "This isn't the only hangar." Duo and Quatre gapped at him. Trowa looked out at the Taurus, and Wufei looked down at his controls.

And we have no way to stop her, Heero thought. Not in this carrier.

*****

The girl glanced at the activated carrier from inside the Taurus. She didn't quite understand it, but she felt comfortable here. She slipped on the pilot's uniform she had taken out of the locker behind the Taurus over her cloths and put the helmet on. Sitting down, she strapped herself in. It felt so natural that she didn't even think about it.

Reaching out a gloved hand, she cut communications with the terrorists and pressed the button she somehow knew would connect her with the flight control unit. A screen flickered to life in front of her.

"This is MO-2 Flight Control," a young, blonde officer stated. "What's the commotion down there."

Levelly, she stated, "This is Taurus suit number zero-one-five. Five terrorists were here. We have captured them, but there may be more on the ship."

"Is there any carrier waiting to pick them up?" The officer demanded.

"They didn't say anything," the girl answered, "but I have no doubt there is. I'm going out to search."

"Do you need back up?" the young officer asked, already beginning to arrange for it.

"I don't think so." The officer's head shot up. She continued, "They were just a small force. I shouldn't have any problems."

The officer hesitated a moment before answering. "Roger that, opening bay doors now. Report back immediately once you destroy them."

"Yes, sir," the girl said switching from that frequency to the one she had used for communicating with the terrorists.

*****

As they readied for take off, Heero trying to tap into the computer, the five pilots heard the girl's voice over the radio again. "If you want out of here, follow me, but do so quickly. We'll have Oz mobile suits on our backs in an instant once they figure out what's happened."

Heero looked up from his computer. Trowa and Wufei exchanged glances. Duo looked stunned, and Quatre grinned. Trowa opened his mouth to say something but was cut off when he noticed the bay doors opening and the Taurus springing into action. No one moved. Some kind of shield blocked off the other carriers in the hangar, stopping them from being pulled into space by the vacuum.

"Well," the girl's voice came over the radio. "Are you coming or not?"

With out a word, the carrier jumped into action. Quatre looked at Duo. "Dead weight, huh?" he mocked, out of character. "Do you know how long it would've taken us to tap into MO-2's computer and get that gate open?"

"Shut up, Quatre," Heero said gruffly, glaring at Quatre.

Duo and Quatre looked at him, surprised. The Taurus, with the carrier on it's tail, sped out of the hangar.

*****

"What the?" the blonde officer exclaimed when he saw the carrier following the Taurus. "Taurus suit," the officer called over the radio. "What's that carrier doing?"

*****

The girl looked up at the image that popped onto her screen. Without so much as blinking she reached over and turned it off. In the same motion, she contacted the terrorists.

"We're going to have guests in about thirty seconds. Do you know where you want to go?"

*****

Trowa looked up from his controls.

"To Peacemillion," Wufei said into the radio. "Just follow us." If you can keep up, Wufei thought.

Man, I wish we had our gundams, Duo thought.

Trowa aimed to where Peacemillion last was. The carrier sped toward Peacemillion with the Taurus close behind. In less than thirty seconds, nearly fifty Leo suits came one by one out of MO-2 and were heading for them.

"Kuso," Trowa muttered softly. "I'm going to change course to guide them away from Peacemillion. We should be able to outrun them in about fifteen minutes. We'll head back to Peacemillion then," he stated. No one objected.

The carrier and the Taurus flew quickly, but the Leo suits were soon to catch up. The Taurus leapt into action. Using a large gun and a small beam saber, the Taurus destroyed over half of the Leo suits in less than five minutes. The rest took little longer. Once she had finished, the Taurus sped away toward the carrier.

What am I doing? The girl thought. I don't even know these guys, but I'm following them. Vainly, she tried to think of somewhere else she could go. Well, I guess now I have to. Hardly even thinking about the battle she had just won, she flew full throttle toward the carrier, catching up with it quickly. It had slowed down. The terrorists seemed to be waiting for her.

*****

"She's amazing!" Duo said as he watched the Taurus battle the onslaught of Leo suits.

"I guess we underestimated her," Trowa stated.

"I thought she was a goner for sure. Maybe we should wait for her to catch up," Quatre suggested.

"Yeah, but will she even come?" Heero asked.

"Heero's right," Wufei put his two cents in. "She's escaped now, why would she want to follow us?"

"Can we just try. If she doesn't catch up soon, then we'll go," Quatre whined.

"MO-2 might send out more suits," Wufei objected. Besides, Noin's the only woman I know that's worth anything in a fight.

"I don't think so," Trowa said, looking up from his controls. "From the information on Heero's computer, that Taurus suit was the only one on the base, and there were only seventy-five Leos. I doubt if they'll risk their last suits after a couple of rebels and a prisoner. Let's just wait."

Sure enough, the Taurus caught up with them shortly. Together, they flew in silence to Peacemillion.

*****

"Shit," The commander said, rubbing the back of her neck. She slowly stood up. When she looked up, the Taurus suit was gone and one of the carriers was missing. She looked around her at the floor. Twelve dead soldiers lay in bloody, charred heaps, along with the four that had come with her. What else could go wrong? At least we have the Leos, she thought as she slowly headed toward the bridge. Her head pounded until she thought it would explode.

"Major!" One of the soldiers exclaimed when she strode onto the bridge. Every one there stood up and sprang to attention. Her head hurt too much to do more than wave her hand in a gesture to return to their business.

"Ma'am," one of her officers strode up in front of her. "The Taurus and the carrier escaped. We've lost fifty of our Leo suits."

"What?!" Une exclaimed, hurting her head more. She reached up gingerly and put her hand on it.

"Colonel?" the soldier leaned toward her, worried. She waved him back.

"Arrest who ever let them escape," she ordered.

"I'm sorry, but we can't. The guard at the prisoner's cell was killed."

The commander looked up at the man in horror.

*****

The five pilots filed out of the carrier. Noin, Sally, and Howard were there to meet them.

"Who's in the Taurus if you five are in there?" Sally asked.

"See for yourself. We have a guest," Duo piqued.

As if called by Duo's words, the door to the Taurus opened and the girl jumped out. She silently leapt off of the ledge and landed deftly on her feet. The eight of them looked at her.

"What's her name," Noin asked Heero.

"She didn't tell us. Trowa thinks she can't remember," Heero stated flatly.

"Well," Howard said loudly, "one more ally can't hurt. I'll have someone find her a place to sleep."

"Yeah, but for now," Duo said, grinning with his hand on his stomach. "Let's get some food, I'm hungry." The seven soldiers looked at him. "You comin'?" He called to the girl, still standing in front of the suit. Hesitantly, she came up to them, brushing past them as she followed Duo out of the hangar.

*****

The girl and Duo sat down at a table near the entrance of the room. Each had a tray of food in front of them.

"You gonna tell me your name?" Duo asked.

"Why don't you tell me yours first," the girl suggested.

"Duo Maxwell," he said, reaching over the table to shake her hand.

The girl looked at his hand, holding her fork in her own, then looked up at Duo. He grinned, then returned his hand to holding his fork.

"That's ok. Heero does the same thing," he said lightly, brushing the incident aside. "He's the one who's not human." The girl almost smiled at that. "So, what's your name."

"I don't remember my name," the girl said, sounding almost as dull as Heero.

"Huh? So, what are we supposed to call ya'?" Duo asked. "Nanashi?"

The girl shrugged.

As Duo had begun talking, Trowa and Quatre walked in. At the sound of the word "nanashi," Trowa's head snapped in Duo's direction. His eyes widened for a moment before returning to his calm. He and Quatre continued walking to get their food.

"You ok, Trowa?" Quatre asked, noting his actions.

"I'm fine," Trowa said calmly.

"Ok."

Duo and the girl's "conversation" didn't pick back up until Trowa and Quatre sat down.

"Where's Heero and Wufei?" Duo asked between bites.

"In their rooms," Trowa stated. "They said they weren't hungry."

Duo shrugged it off, shoveling more food into his mouth. "So," he started with his mouth full. That earned him sharp looks from Trowa who was sitting next to him, and Quatre who sat next to the girl. She just kept poking her food with the fork.

Duo swallowed his food. "Sorry," he said. "Introduce yourselves!" He grinned cheerfully.

Quatre chuckled. "I'm Quatre Winner," he said, holding his hand toward her.

"She doesn't shake hands," Duo whispered loudly.

"Oh."

"Trowa Barton," Trowa stated, studying the girl.

"What's your name?" Quatre asked. Duo warily looked at him.

The girl lifted her head and simply looked at Quatre, not wanting to admit again that she had no clue what her name was. That she didn't know anything other than what had happened the past two days.

"What happened?" Trowa asked, now almost positive that she was suffering from amnesia, just like he had.

"I don't know," she said softly.

"Do you know why you were being held prisoner?" Duo asked cautiously.

The girl shook her head numbly. She looked up at Trowa. Her eyes glazed over and she passed out.