As The Snow Comes Down
By Wavewalker
Rated PG-13
The icy wind whipped through the trees as I stumbled my way towards the promise of warmth offered by the glowing windows of the safe house. Well not a house really it was just a small cabin with a main room for living, eating and sleeping in and a small bathroom in the back right corner. At least the thing had electricity.
I had seen Wing in the cave used as a hanger. I was hoping Heero wouldn't mind the company 'cause you see I was not supposed to be here. I had been sent to the West coast of Canada for a simple break in, get the information; get out then blow base type mission. Simple right? Well it was supposed to be. The intelligence reports had stated that there were only minimal ground personnel and one mobile suit squadron. Which is nothing for the great Shinigami to handle ne? I would greatly enjoy disembowelling the stupid shit that had reported that load of crap.
Not only had the number of ground troops been greatly underestimated, oh by say 100 or so, there had also been three squadrons of Ares, in for a refit. They had been there for over 48 hours so many of them were in top working condition. I really want to get my hands on the informant who missed an influx of troops that size; Dr. G needs to check out his information before he sends it to me.
I am proud to say that even grossly out numbered I still kicked some serious ass! I am just really lucky that the topography of the area gave me so many places to hide, and that this storm started up. Between my hyper-jammers, cloaking ability and the snow I was able to escape with only minor personal injury. The rest of the mission was a bust though the information reported to be there was not to be found, I don't even know if it even existed.
So now here I am trudging through snow up to my knees somewhere in the Canadian Rockies, hoping my best friend wont mind me crashing with him tonight. Ah who am I kidding Heero's going to be pissed that the mission failed, we are going to have to start double checking all mission data before attempting it, this is the third mission in the last while that has gone sour.
Oh good there is the door; I can't wait to get inside it is freezing out here. I hope there is a fully stocked first aid kit; while I am not badly hurt some of my injuries need a little medical attention. Damn can't get my hands to work, I knew I should have dressed more warmly. I lean against the door and pull my food back to give it a kick, hoping that Heero will hear me, as I do so the door opens and I fall into the arms of an irate, gun toting, Japanese teen. The night is looking up.
The icy wind whipped through the trees as I stumbled my way towards the promise of warmth offered by the glowing windows of the safe house. Well not a house really it was just a small cabin with a main room for living, eating and sleeping in and a small bathroom in the back right corner. At least the thing had electricity.
I had seen Wing in the cave used as a hanger. I was hoping Heero wouldn't mind the company 'cause you see I was not supposed to be here. I had been sent to the West coast of Canada for a simple break in, get the information; get out then blow base type mission. Simple right? Well it was supposed to be. The intelligence reports had stated that there were only minimal ground personnel and one mobile suit squadron. Which is nothing for the great Shinigami to handle ne? I would greatly enjoy disembowelling the stupid shit that had reported that load of crap.
Not only had the number of ground troops been greatly underestimated, oh by say 100 or so, there had also been three squadrons of Ares, in for a refit. They had been there for over 48 hours so many of them were in top working condition. I really want to get my hands on the informant who missed an influx of troops that size; Dr. G needs to check out his information before he sends it to me.
I am proud to say that even grossly out numbered I still kicked some serious ass! I am just really lucky that the topography of the area gave me so many places to hide, and that this storm started up. Between my hyper-jammers, cloaking ability and the snow I was able to escape with only minor personal injury. The rest of the mission was a bust though the information reported to be there was not to be found, I don't even know if it even existed.
So now here I am trudging through snow up to my knees somewhere in the Canadian Rockies, hoping my best friend wont mind me crashing with him tonight. Ah who am I kidding Heero's going to be pissed that the mission failed, we are going to have to start double checking all mission data before attempting it, this is the third mission in the last while that has gone sour.
Oh good there is the door; I can't wait to get inside it is freezing out here. I hope there is a fully stocked first aid kit; while I am not badly hurt some of my injuries need a little medical attention. Damn can't get my hands to work, I knew I should have dressed more warmly. I lean against the door and pull my food back to give it a kick, hoping that Heero will hear me, as I do so the door opens and I fall into the arms of an irate, gun toting, Japanese teen. The night is looking up.