Ch. 1: Two Minds, Two Personalities, One Body, One Life
By: Shayna Palesch
Disclaimers- I don't own the Gundam pilots or the Gundams or the doctors.but a lot is mine! ^_^
A/N- I hope you guys like this.I've changed the whole beginning! Expect the other chapters to be changed too.with the exception of the past memories.
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The guards worked quickly when she was knocked out; they tied her down to a metal chair that was bolted to the floor after bringing her to their base. They then left the room as their superior had ordered. All five minions laughed at the prospect of a large raise, and that she was supposed to have been _the_ Saku.she was nothing! The room was very plain and very small. Blood spots that had never been cleaned embellished the walls and floor which, if you looked hard enough, were concrete. The only items in the room were a large oak table with many horrific items on it, and the secured chair Saku was currently tied to. A heavy metal door that was well oiled was to Saku's right. Saku woke up long after they had left; she kept her eyes closed while she felt herself cramp in several places and rope rub against her uncomfortably. She felt muzzy, going back to sleep sounded good. Her right eye was swollen from the brief fight, a black eye no doubt. She never expected a flying fist and ropes being tied around her as she opened her apartment door. The sixteen year old had no chance. She spit the gag that had been stuffed in her mouth onto her lap. ~Ow.hangover h*ll.bad aim. ~ Saku thought as she tasted the nasty paste which had accumulated since she had been knocked out. She still managed a 'what the.!' aloud as her dark blue eyes finally flew open at the site in front of her. There were numerous amounts of, what looked like, torture weapons lying on the table in front of her along with blood everywhere.and she was tied down! Instantly her whole body tensed and ached with pain. ~Oh my god! ~ She thought. ~This doesn't look good! Where am I? Those weapons probably have to do with those guys knocking me out and bring me here.that fight was confusing.I still don't even know why they want me! What was going on while I was unconscious?!~ She thought as she looked at her jeans, then remembering the table again. ~I wish somebody would notify me before I'm going to be tortured! ~ She continued bitterly. ~Unless this has to do with.no, it couldn't. ~ Tip tap tip tap. Her thoughts were interrupted as a man walked through the only door in the room. There were no windows, no glass. From the first glance she could tell that he wasn't her knight and shining armor. He looked older than Saku by a few years. He had black hair that came to his shoulders, silky with luster, straight and smooth, brown glaring eyes and a tanned complexion. She stared at him, he was probably the reason she was ransacked. She continued to think. ~An evil smile to top it all.What more could you want in an enemy? ~ His voice was as silky as his hair, "So we finally meet, Saku. You gave the guards very little trouble. I was surprised at how easily you were taken.I would've thought you smarter. You can call me. Jack. I've been looking for you ever since Doctor J got rid of you." His eyes glinted maliciously as he went on. "It seems, since you were raised under his "careful" wing, that you must have some information on Pilot 01.a sincere friend of yours, no?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Saku replied coldly, something she hadn't done in years. ~How does he know about me? Who is this guy? ~ She was afraid that he actually knew about her and her- she wouldn't care about the doctor, but Heero.her heart wrenched in anxiety. "You know exactly what I'm talking about! They were all over the news after the Mariemia incident and Eve Wars.and you just happen to have been trained under the same doctor as him. You must know where he is now at the very least. I mean you two are close. "He spat out in his Porto Rican accent. Obviously somebody had been doing some very late assignments. "Was, is more like it, even if I did know anything I wouldn't tell you...you evil nasty son of a," she remembered with a shock what position she was in, "person." She finished lamely. "Well then, you'll just have to take my rage. I'll show you nasty!! I'll stop when you have decided to give me answers!" With that he picked up one of the items, a whip with wicked metal spikes scattered on the iron balled end. He gave her many slashes across her legs, chest, face and back. He was very experienced, giving her only grazes, but enough for infection. The room was redecorated in Saku's blood. She cried, screaming in agony, but didn't stop glaring at his face with as much hatred as she could muster. She fought every urge to scream as if were her last and the unrelenting urge to retch. He stopped suddenly after five minutes, looking satisfied as if she were a work of art he created. Her gaze never left his hideous blood-spotted face. "You wish to tell me now?" His whip dripped with her blood. "Never." Saku gasped. She could see that her shirt was in tattered shreds as was her jeans. Her pride and confidence had been torn too, but not her integrity. "As you wish." He began hitting her with more intensity. After about eight long excruciating minutes he stopped again, this time panting with his exertion.
"Will you now?" He asked casually, licking some of her blood off his top lip. Saku, instead of talking, turned her head aside. She could feel the tears dripping down her cheeks and chin, burning on their journey down. Jack watched every time a tear fell, it was covered in blood giving the illusion that she was crying blood. He licked his lip unconsciously; he loved to give her pain. She screamed at all the right times, and in the perfect controlled pitch of an unbroken slave. He wanted to break her so badly. To see the look of hatred turn to agonizing defeat after searching for her for so long. The Saku, the legend.the one who saved the same number of people through kindness as the Gundam Pilots did with their killing machines. Yet she was no wimp. Others had broken down before the first five minutes of the routine started. She was the first to go this far. Saku didn't trust herself to speak; afraid she would break down and tell everything to this new enemy. "Fine. We'll just have to use more.harsher methods." With that he left the room. Saku burned in pain and rage. She wished he would just put her out of her misery, or let her fight him without being tied down. She chuckled, but realized what a bad idea that was while sucked in air through her clenched teeth at the sharp pain in her chest. From what she could feel he _must_ have broken a couple of bones. She could hear his steel-tipped toes walking back down to the door. She recomposed herself with some dignity, ready to take whatever he had. But all went to waste as her eyes became wide with fright when she saw him return. ~NO! ~ He walked in; two decorated soldiers right behind him with a huge tray filled with long needles, longer than any hypodermic needles she'd seen. "If you don't talk now then I'll give them the order to inject," she could tell by his tone of voice that he wouldn't stand for much more, but he was still smiling that hideous smile. The smile that would become trademark for him. The smile that made him look dangerous and crazed. "A-a lit-tle sh-shot w-w-won't hur-t-" She eyed the needles as her voice faltered; she knew it was something bad, but so did you. "Come on babe," The innocent sounding word turned for the worst coming from his mouth, "You must know by now that you are on my turf. Actually it's a nice little thing, really it is. These will give you pain. A lot of pain. So while I'm working on your outside." He eyed her up and down hungrily. "These Jui'lo (Jew-low) shots will be working on your insides." "Oh, god no," She was shaking; her eyes looked in to 'Jack's' brown ones with hatred. Tears coursed down her cheeks and dribbled off her chin rapidly. ~This is going to hurt! Please if any gods are up in the heavens, don't let them do this. ~ Then she added. ~Though I probably don't deserve being saved and have never stepped once inside a church. ~ "Tell me what I want or suffer the consequences." His eyes dared her to speak. She turned her head away; clutching her eyes closed, waiting for the pain to begin in a new fresh wave. She prayed silently in her mind, to any god that might be listening, for someone to help, she wouldn't betray Heero, couldn't. The two soldiers walked closer to Saku. She could feel a rubber tube being tied around her arm and chair's arm. She clenched her arm trying gallantly to kick, and squirm, screaming for them to stop, trying to bite, but it was no use. The needle went in with something more than a tiny prick, more like a bee sting, with the needle still piercing the inside your body. One of the guards was bold enough to rest his elbow between her legs. She was mortified. Then the guard stood up, leaving the rubber where it was as it began to cut off the rest of her left arm's circulation. The guard, who was behind the bold shot-giver, slapped her, blood and saliva flung from her mouth as her lower lip cut into her teeth. The shot-giver punched her in the stomach, her world spun dizzily, her eye sight narrowing into black tunnels as she threw up onto her own legs, finally stopping with dry upheavals and great pain.then the bliss of welcomed darkness.
***One and a half weeks later.***
She kept her eyes closed as she waited for the next devastating blow, but felt only something wet rubbing against her. Pain shot up through her body, the scabs upon scabs burned and broke, leaking pus and blood. She winced and gasped while she dared a peek through her right eye. Somebody was cleaning her blood, pus and crusty vomit. She slowly opened the other dull, light blue eye. All of her attention was on the blurred figure cleaning her. Sakin looked outside the grimy, barred window, not worried because the figure had to have been a servant. ~It's raining.fits perfectly to my mood. I can't even tell how long I've been in here. ~ She thought with dismay. She had been thrown in the cell after her latest "learning" sessions. ~I can't believe Jack! I don't understand what I have done to deserve this. I try to please him.maybe it's because I seem to have some sort of black-out disorder. I'm never awake for long. I bring disgrace to him. I black out before I know it. ~ She looked around the 5' by 5' cell that she was used to living in. ~Nothing could be used to get out of this stinkin' place; there's nothing in here, not even a loose brick. To make matters worse I don't even know where I am or why I'm here, or who I am. All I know is that my name is Sakin.and Jack mentions Saku a lot. It must be all her fault! ~ Sakin cursed Saku colorfully as she looked at her dirtied cuffed hands and ripped bloodied-till-black jeans, or what was left of the jeans. She didn't look up as the slave left. ~What in the world did they do to me this time? All I remember is blacking out and waking 10 minutes ago. Maybe he tried-~ Not a moment later did the door open and three guards un-cuffed and took Sakin out of the cell. Sakin struggled against all three of them but to no avail as they took her to another small-enclosed room. "Let me go! I demand to be let down right now!" Sakin screamed in one of the ears of the guards while they half-dragged half-carried her through a corridor, then turned onto another. She glared at them with her forget-me- not-sky blue eyes. ~That's pathetic. I know they won't let me down that way. If only I wasn't so weak. ~ she blacked out. Saku woke up to three guards throwing her face first onto the ground of another cell. ~At least this one is clean and has a window on the door, and I'm not being taken to that Ass hole. ~ she looked at her infected wounds, whimpering. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow pass through the bars on the door. This black blur, she noticed, was fast or maybe it was just her weary eyes. This person wasted no time; it took a knife and threw it skillfully at one of the guards, hitting right where the heart would be situated. The mysterious figure killed the other guard with a revolver with a silencer, a very nice one, and dragged both men to a broom closet. It was obvious that the last guard had walked off, but how many soldiers had this figured killed already? This person was about to run out of the corridor, but stopped when it noticed Saku. "Are you the one they call 'Saku'?" The blackish blur, which was now picking the lock, asked through the bars. Saku was too flabbergasted to speak and just nodded her head. She noted that the voice was masculine. ~My first break of luck.I wonder what my savior's name is? ~ The young man of sixteen got up, walked in front of her and explained; slightly surprised that this was Saku, "Then let's go. Will you be alright running?" He looked at her doubtfully. Saku nodded and stood up, immediately became dizzy and toppled over. "Let me try again Angel. Just a minute," She replied quickly, a renewed confidence rising in her at the prospect of being saved.so far at least. The boy caught her, "No, you can't. I'll just carry you. We don't have enough time." He turned to pick her up and added, "But don't expect the most comfortable ride." With that he tossed her onto his left shoulder and began running down the hallway; with each step getting closer to the exit and with each step a bump that made tears appear in Saku's eyes. ~He seems to know the way, but he is hurting me. Ouch! I just hope he is a good guy.and not a bad guy stealing from a bad guy. ~ Her first faint smile in about one and a half weeks came to her lips at the thought. ~Who does this guy think he is anyway? He seems familiar. ~ She looked at the boy's alert face. His Prussian blue eyes darted left and right at each intersection, his brown hair that stuck up in every which way and his troubled face that showed that too much responsibility was stuck on his shoulders, and mind. She tore her eyes from his face and looked ahead. (This was behind the boy.) She didn't want to get caught staring. Abruptly the corridor began blinking red, the alarm had been hit and it would be a matter of seconds before soldiers would be swarming the hall and them. She could hear a faint curse from the boy. ~This is not going to be good if Angel gets hurt. I'll just have to help.I was trained to fight, but no weapons and _I'm_ hurt pretty badly. ~ She kept an eye on his face reaction; since she can't see where he is taking her, she will keep an eye on what's going on behind him. She glanced at his face, nothing yet, nothing in the rear either.nothing.nope.not yet. Unexpectedly, shots rang through the air. ~What the.! ~ He immediately took a gun from, what looked like mid-air and began shooting. She was surprised that no reaction what so ever came from his face. All of the sudden it hit her. ~this _is_ Heero! That explains the looks and everything! ~ Saku immediately felt safe. ~He wouldn't be on the bad side, I'm sure of it! So I don't have to worry now.I wonder how his Gundam is doing and if the mission was a success. Wait.I guess so because it seems that _I'm_ the mission! ~ She took a deep breath, relieved to see her childhood friend and adversary. ~One barrier down. One more corridor to go. ~ Heero looked down the last hallway. ~This girl keeps looking at me. Maybe she's scared. ~ Heero's lips twitched in a fast smile at the thought of (if this was indeed Saku) her being afraid. ~Why do they want her though, and who are these people? I'll have to get Chipsy to check out this girl's abrasions. They look serious, maybe life threatening. Why do the doctors want her anyway.she shouldn't be so special. Maybe she's some ambassadors' kid or something.that would explain how it couldn't possibly be Saku. I doubt it though.she looks comfortable, not like some rich brat. at least I can offer some sort of comfort.~ Suddenly Heero ran into someone, he had been watching the girl and not where he was going. The person looked up from the floor, and grinned wickedly.
Ch.2- Rewritten soon
By: Shayna Palesch
Disclaimers- I don't own the Gundam pilots or the Gundams or the doctors.but a lot is mine! ^_^
A/N- I hope you guys like this.I've changed the whole beginning! Expect the other chapters to be changed too.with the exception of the past memories.
~This signifies thoughts~ ~#~#~#~#~# this indicates a flashback ~#~#~#~#~#~
The guards worked quickly when she was knocked out; they tied her down to a metal chair that was bolted to the floor after bringing her to their base. They then left the room as their superior had ordered. All five minions laughed at the prospect of a large raise, and that she was supposed to have been _the_ Saku.she was nothing! The room was very plain and very small. Blood spots that had never been cleaned embellished the walls and floor which, if you looked hard enough, were concrete. The only items in the room were a large oak table with many horrific items on it, and the secured chair Saku was currently tied to. A heavy metal door that was well oiled was to Saku's right. Saku woke up long after they had left; she kept her eyes closed while she felt herself cramp in several places and rope rub against her uncomfortably. She felt muzzy, going back to sleep sounded good. Her right eye was swollen from the brief fight, a black eye no doubt. She never expected a flying fist and ropes being tied around her as she opened her apartment door. The sixteen year old had no chance. She spit the gag that had been stuffed in her mouth onto her lap. ~Ow.hangover h*ll.bad aim. ~ Saku thought as she tasted the nasty paste which had accumulated since she had been knocked out. She still managed a 'what the.!' aloud as her dark blue eyes finally flew open at the site in front of her. There were numerous amounts of, what looked like, torture weapons lying on the table in front of her along with blood everywhere.and she was tied down! Instantly her whole body tensed and ached with pain. ~Oh my god! ~ She thought. ~This doesn't look good! Where am I? Those weapons probably have to do with those guys knocking me out and bring me here.that fight was confusing.I still don't even know why they want me! What was going on while I was unconscious?!~ She thought as she looked at her jeans, then remembering the table again. ~I wish somebody would notify me before I'm going to be tortured! ~ She continued bitterly. ~Unless this has to do with.no, it couldn't. ~ Tip tap tip tap. Her thoughts were interrupted as a man walked through the only door in the room. There were no windows, no glass. From the first glance she could tell that he wasn't her knight and shining armor. He looked older than Saku by a few years. He had black hair that came to his shoulders, silky with luster, straight and smooth, brown glaring eyes and a tanned complexion. She stared at him, he was probably the reason she was ransacked. She continued to think. ~An evil smile to top it all.What more could you want in an enemy? ~ His voice was as silky as his hair, "So we finally meet, Saku. You gave the guards very little trouble. I was surprised at how easily you were taken.I would've thought you smarter. You can call me. Jack. I've been looking for you ever since Doctor J got rid of you." His eyes glinted maliciously as he went on. "It seems, since you were raised under his "careful" wing, that you must have some information on Pilot 01.a sincere friend of yours, no?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Saku replied coldly, something she hadn't done in years. ~How does he know about me? Who is this guy? ~ She was afraid that he actually knew about her and her- she wouldn't care about the doctor, but Heero.her heart wrenched in anxiety. "You know exactly what I'm talking about! They were all over the news after the Mariemia incident and Eve Wars.and you just happen to have been trained under the same doctor as him. You must know where he is now at the very least. I mean you two are close. "He spat out in his Porto Rican accent. Obviously somebody had been doing some very late assignments. "Was, is more like it, even if I did know anything I wouldn't tell you...you evil nasty son of a," she remembered with a shock what position she was in, "person." She finished lamely. "Well then, you'll just have to take my rage. I'll show you nasty!! I'll stop when you have decided to give me answers!" With that he picked up one of the items, a whip with wicked metal spikes scattered on the iron balled end. He gave her many slashes across her legs, chest, face and back. He was very experienced, giving her only grazes, but enough for infection. The room was redecorated in Saku's blood. She cried, screaming in agony, but didn't stop glaring at his face with as much hatred as she could muster. She fought every urge to scream as if were her last and the unrelenting urge to retch. He stopped suddenly after five minutes, looking satisfied as if she were a work of art he created. Her gaze never left his hideous blood-spotted face. "You wish to tell me now?" His whip dripped with her blood. "Never." Saku gasped. She could see that her shirt was in tattered shreds as was her jeans. Her pride and confidence had been torn too, but not her integrity. "As you wish." He began hitting her with more intensity. After about eight long excruciating minutes he stopped again, this time panting with his exertion.
"Will you now?" He asked casually, licking some of her blood off his top lip. Saku, instead of talking, turned her head aside. She could feel the tears dripping down her cheeks and chin, burning on their journey down. Jack watched every time a tear fell, it was covered in blood giving the illusion that she was crying blood. He licked his lip unconsciously; he loved to give her pain. She screamed at all the right times, and in the perfect controlled pitch of an unbroken slave. He wanted to break her so badly. To see the look of hatred turn to agonizing defeat after searching for her for so long. The Saku, the legend.the one who saved the same number of people through kindness as the Gundam Pilots did with their killing machines. Yet she was no wimp. Others had broken down before the first five minutes of the routine started. She was the first to go this far. Saku didn't trust herself to speak; afraid she would break down and tell everything to this new enemy. "Fine. We'll just have to use more.harsher methods." With that he left the room. Saku burned in pain and rage. She wished he would just put her out of her misery, or let her fight him without being tied down. She chuckled, but realized what a bad idea that was while sucked in air through her clenched teeth at the sharp pain in her chest. From what she could feel he _must_ have broken a couple of bones. She could hear his steel-tipped toes walking back down to the door. She recomposed herself with some dignity, ready to take whatever he had. But all went to waste as her eyes became wide with fright when she saw him return. ~NO! ~ He walked in; two decorated soldiers right behind him with a huge tray filled with long needles, longer than any hypodermic needles she'd seen. "If you don't talk now then I'll give them the order to inject," she could tell by his tone of voice that he wouldn't stand for much more, but he was still smiling that hideous smile. The smile that would become trademark for him. The smile that made him look dangerous and crazed. "A-a lit-tle sh-shot w-w-won't hur-t-" She eyed the needles as her voice faltered; she knew it was something bad, but so did you. "Come on babe," The innocent sounding word turned for the worst coming from his mouth, "You must know by now that you are on my turf. Actually it's a nice little thing, really it is. These will give you pain. A lot of pain. So while I'm working on your outside." He eyed her up and down hungrily. "These Jui'lo (Jew-low) shots will be working on your insides." "Oh, god no," She was shaking; her eyes looked in to 'Jack's' brown ones with hatred. Tears coursed down her cheeks and dribbled off her chin rapidly. ~This is going to hurt! Please if any gods are up in the heavens, don't let them do this. ~ Then she added. ~Though I probably don't deserve being saved and have never stepped once inside a church. ~ "Tell me what I want or suffer the consequences." His eyes dared her to speak. She turned her head away; clutching her eyes closed, waiting for the pain to begin in a new fresh wave. She prayed silently in her mind, to any god that might be listening, for someone to help, she wouldn't betray Heero, couldn't. The two soldiers walked closer to Saku. She could feel a rubber tube being tied around her arm and chair's arm. She clenched her arm trying gallantly to kick, and squirm, screaming for them to stop, trying to bite, but it was no use. The needle went in with something more than a tiny prick, more like a bee sting, with the needle still piercing the inside your body. One of the guards was bold enough to rest his elbow between her legs. She was mortified. Then the guard stood up, leaving the rubber where it was as it began to cut off the rest of her left arm's circulation. The guard, who was behind the bold shot-giver, slapped her, blood and saliva flung from her mouth as her lower lip cut into her teeth. The shot-giver punched her in the stomach, her world spun dizzily, her eye sight narrowing into black tunnels as she threw up onto her own legs, finally stopping with dry upheavals and great pain.then the bliss of welcomed darkness.
***One and a half weeks later.***
She kept her eyes closed as she waited for the next devastating blow, but felt only something wet rubbing against her. Pain shot up through her body, the scabs upon scabs burned and broke, leaking pus and blood. She winced and gasped while she dared a peek through her right eye. Somebody was cleaning her blood, pus and crusty vomit. She slowly opened the other dull, light blue eye. All of her attention was on the blurred figure cleaning her. Sakin looked outside the grimy, barred window, not worried because the figure had to have been a servant. ~It's raining.fits perfectly to my mood. I can't even tell how long I've been in here. ~ She thought with dismay. She had been thrown in the cell after her latest "learning" sessions. ~I can't believe Jack! I don't understand what I have done to deserve this. I try to please him.maybe it's because I seem to have some sort of black-out disorder. I'm never awake for long. I bring disgrace to him. I black out before I know it. ~ She looked around the 5' by 5' cell that she was used to living in. ~Nothing could be used to get out of this stinkin' place; there's nothing in here, not even a loose brick. To make matters worse I don't even know where I am or why I'm here, or who I am. All I know is that my name is Sakin.and Jack mentions Saku a lot. It must be all her fault! ~ Sakin cursed Saku colorfully as she looked at her dirtied cuffed hands and ripped bloodied-till-black jeans, or what was left of the jeans. She didn't look up as the slave left. ~What in the world did they do to me this time? All I remember is blacking out and waking 10 minutes ago. Maybe he tried-~ Not a moment later did the door open and three guards un-cuffed and took Sakin out of the cell. Sakin struggled against all three of them but to no avail as they took her to another small-enclosed room. "Let me go! I demand to be let down right now!" Sakin screamed in one of the ears of the guards while they half-dragged half-carried her through a corridor, then turned onto another. She glared at them with her forget-me- not-sky blue eyes. ~That's pathetic. I know they won't let me down that way. If only I wasn't so weak. ~ she blacked out. Saku woke up to three guards throwing her face first onto the ground of another cell. ~At least this one is clean and has a window on the door, and I'm not being taken to that Ass hole. ~ she looked at her infected wounds, whimpering. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow pass through the bars on the door. This black blur, she noticed, was fast or maybe it was just her weary eyes. This person wasted no time; it took a knife and threw it skillfully at one of the guards, hitting right where the heart would be situated. The mysterious figure killed the other guard with a revolver with a silencer, a very nice one, and dragged both men to a broom closet. It was obvious that the last guard had walked off, but how many soldiers had this figured killed already? This person was about to run out of the corridor, but stopped when it noticed Saku. "Are you the one they call 'Saku'?" The blackish blur, which was now picking the lock, asked through the bars. Saku was too flabbergasted to speak and just nodded her head. She noted that the voice was masculine. ~My first break of luck.I wonder what my savior's name is? ~ The young man of sixteen got up, walked in front of her and explained; slightly surprised that this was Saku, "Then let's go. Will you be alright running?" He looked at her doubtfully. Saku nodded and stood up, immediately became dizzy and toppled over. "Let me try again Angel. Just a minute," She replied quickly, a renewed confidence rising in her at the prospect of being saved.so far at least. The boy caught her, "No, you can't. I'll just carry you. We don't have enough time." He turned to pick her up and added, "But don't expect the most comfortable ride." With that he tossed her onto his left shoulder and began running down the hallway; with each step getting closer to the exit and with each step a bump that made tears appear in Saku's eyes. ~He seems to know the way, but he is hurting me. Ouch! I just hope he is a good guy.and not a bad guy stealing from a bad guy. ~ Her first faint smile in about one and a half weeks came to her lips at the thought. ~Who does this guy think he is anyway? He seems familiar. ~ She looked at the boy's alert face. His Prussian blue eyes darted left and right at each intersection, his brown hair that stuck up in every which way and his troubled face that showed that too much responsibility was stuck on his shoulders, and mind. She tore her eyes from his face and looked ahead. (This was behind the boy.) She didn't want to get caught staring. Abruptly the corridor began blinking red, the alarm had been hit and it would be a matter of seconds before soldiers would be swarming the hall and them. She could hear a faint curse from the boy. ~This is not going to be good if Angel gets hurt. I'll just have to help.I was trained to fight, but no weapons and _I'm_ hurt pretty badly. ~ She kept an eye on his face reaction; since she can't see where he is taking her, she will keep an eye on what's going on behind him. She glanced at his face, nothing yet, nothing in the rear either.nothing.nope.not yet. Unexpectedly, shots rang through the air. ~What the.! ~ He immediately took a gun from, what looked like mid-air and began shooting. She was surprised that no reaction what so ever came from his face. All of the sudden it hit her. ~this _is_ Heero! That explains the looks and everything! ~ Saku immediately felt safe. ~He wouldn't be on the bad side, I'm sure of it! So I don't have to worry now.I wonder how his Gundam is doing and if the mission was a success. Wait.I guess so because it seems that _I'm_ the mission! ~ She took a deep breath, relieved to see her childhood friend and adversary. ~One barrier down. One more corridor to go. ~ Heero looked down the last hallway. ~This girl keeps looking at me. Maybe she's scared. ~ Heero's lips twitched in a fast smile at the thought of (if this was indeed Saku) her being afraid. ~Why do they want her though, and who are these people? I'll have to get Chipsy to check out this girl's abrasions. They look serious, maybe life threatening. Why do the doctors want her anyway.she shouldn't be so special. Maybe she's some ambassadors' kid or something.that would explain how it couldn't possibly be Saku. I doubt it though.she looks comfortable, not like some rich brat. at least I can offer some sort of comfort.~ Suddenly Heero ran into someone, he had been watching the girl and not where he was going. The person looked up from the floor, and grinned wickedly.
Ch.2- Rewritten soon