Nameless fic
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Prologue by rinoastar and Shanchan
Story by Shanchan and rinoastar
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In the year A.C. 196, the war had been raging between the Space Colonies and the Earth for approximately a year and a half. The five scientists, creators of the infamous Gundam fleet, had been working on a secret for a few months. On this particular day, a bright day in July, the five men were gathered in a room. Doctor J. smiled, or rather, leered at the other scientists. " So. How have you done? " He said in his gravely voice. Professor G. glared back. "I've done quite well, thank you. This new gundam will be better than the Wing Zero, when I'm through, " he replied. "You mean to tell me you aren't through, yet? " Doctor S. positively crowed. "We don't have time for that. Can it fly now? " " Hai. It flies. It needs more defenses, though. It has a mediocre reaction time, and, at the time being, is about equal to one of OZ's new Mercurius," Doctor J. beamed, proud of himself. Instructor H. smiled and turned to his newest Gundam, hidden by a coverlet. "My newest, the Desert Flower, has an excellent system in it. It is unmatched by any of the Gundams in space today. It uses the technology of the Sandrock, but improved space management and more realistic artificial gravity. It also has more hidden firepower, including two uzis and the original blades, but a photonic blaster, as well, when the ammunition runs out. It seems that the Gundam Heavyarms is quite excellent in that effect," H. sneered at Doktor S. " Aa. But my newest, the Spritefire, tackles the entire concept of speed control head on . It has enough firepower to effectively avoid confrontation, but, should it be trapped in a hopeless situation, its near perfect handling and amazing top speed will persevere," G. replied. " Stop arguing. I think the only reason either of you would have to brag is if you found the new pilot for these monstrosities," Master O glared at them. The scientists looked nervous. " I've got an idea of what to look for," Professor G. stated. "I assume that since some of the most formidable pilots, other than the ones we trained, are female, and I think I should be looking for a female." "Copycat! Sometimes I swear you look into my notes!" Dr. J. glared. "I was looking for a female that could be trained with as little trouble as possible. " "Just don't train her into the silent soldier that you did the other one. Duo has complained more than once that he never speaks," Professor G. smirked slightly. " It doesn't matter. I've found enough girls for each of you to find 'the one' for training, "Professor G. held a fat folder up. " Great minds think alike, "Instructor H. dryly said. G. Rolled his eyes and opened the folder. " This one, "he pointed to a girl of about fifteen, " is a good choice. I've already laid claim to her. " "How romantic. Did you 'lay claim' to your wife, too? "Doktor S. grinned. "Her name is Serena Silverman. We'll find her here," he pointed to an address. " Look through this, "he dropped the file on the table. The professors jumped on the papers like a group of piranhas. After a few minutes of deliberation, and a lot of arguing, each man had his own picture. " Well, who did you choose?" G. Asked. H. Spoke first. " Her name is Elizabeth Starr, "the picture he held in his hands showed a slender, but not skinny, girl of about sixteen. Her elbow-length brown hair was tied back with a soft satin ribbon. She wore thin-framed round glasses, but in attached photos, did not. In fact, her eyes were not the same color in any of the pictures. " Contact lenses. She is a mistress of disguise, and can look like almost anyone," to prove his point, he showed G. a photo of Elizabeth wearing Lady Une-esque buns, her glasses perched on her nose . She was a close match, although she did not have bangs. S. glared . Apparently, he'd been eying the same girl, but reluctantly raised his own photograph. " She's Dominique Killian, " the picture showed a young girl with short blonde hair. She wore an impish look in her clear grey eyes. She looked too young to be a pilot. "Don't let appearances fool you . She's been trained as a guerilla fighter since the war broke out. She's referred to as Megami, since she is obviously superior to any of her enemies . She doesn't belong on the ground in dirty jails . She belongs in the skies . " " Thank you for your impassioned speech, S. I still believe that my girl, Hinoko Yuy, is much better . She was not trained in anything, but has been arrested as a pickpocket three times . She somehow managed to sneak into Romefellars' headquarters and stole a few scarves, that went unmissed, and escaped without being caught . They were found on her when she was caught the second time," J. broke into the conversation . " Mine is the best . She is obviously the most intelligent . She will be a perfect addition to the group . Shimei Zhang, " he showed the photograph of a small chinese girl . She had shoulder length black hair and dark chocolate, almost black eyes . She held a pious expression, not unlike O.'s last mentor, Chang Wufei . " She's a doctor . Trained for the last ten years on her colony, she has, as some observers have described, 'mystical healing powers' . " " Hah ! And you bought that ? " S. sneered . " Hn, " G. smirked at the bickering . Are any of you ready to see mine ? " He produced a single photograph . " Serena Silverman . A brilliant young lady . She's often been seen here, " he gestured to an address . " She's definitely leader material . " " You can't stand it that my prodigy is the leader of the boys ! Admit it ! " J.'s face turned an angry purple . " Don't flatter yourself ! No one cares that your 'prodigy' was so frightening and cold that the others were afraid to mess with him ! "O. grinned . " FRIGHTENING AND COLD ?! " J. boomed . The other scientists laughed . " That may work to intimidate a teenager, but not me . I'm too old for you too scare . Even OZ doesn't scare me ! " S. cackled . " Let's get down to business, " H. said abruptly, interrupting . _________
Colony L1
Hinoko Yuy grinned as she dodged the old stiff in front of her . She bet that he had at least twenty thousand on him . She lithely rubbed against him, and grinned again as he stared down at her " Pardon, miss ? " he asked . He looked like the type to call the police on her, if he knew what she was up to . She giggled and decided to try flattery . Obviously he was rich enough to be tricked by flattery, but not dumb enough to be outright lied to . " Oh ! " she faked surprise . " I thought you were my boyfriend, " she purred, reaching for his ever-elusive wallet . At first, it seemed to work, but she soon found her arm-twisted painfully behind her . " Owww ! What are you doing ? " she demanded . He glared down at her . " Do you take me for an idiot ? " he growled into her face . She glared back at him . Then she got an idea . " Hey ! Leggo ! You're hurting me ! Is this supposed to be funny, William ? " she yelled . People turned and stared at the tiny girl with such a loud voice . She knew her guess at his name had struck true when his eyes widened . " What's going on here, miss ? " a nearby policeman approached . " Is he bothering you ? " " I told William I didn't like these games, but he's still bothering me ! Now he's breaking my arm ! " she forced fake tears into her eyes " Is this true ? " the policeman asked . She nodded fiercely . Of course, William had to choose now to get his voice back . " No ! Officer, I am a law-abiding citizen of this colony, and this girl was trying to steal from me ! " William cried . Hinoko gasped and glared into his face . " That's not true ! Willie, darling, are you really so angry that you want me arrested ? " Hinoko faux sobbed in a loud, dramatic voice . The policeman looked confused, before sighing . " I don't know which to believe . Let her go . " William made a soft choking sound before releasing her arm . Hinoko saluted the gentlemen before walking calmly into the crowd . She heard them realizing that she had their wallets . ' Another job well done, ' she congratulated herself before a blindfold came down over her eyes . She shrieked, then smelled concentrated alcohol and all went dark . _________
Colony L2
Serena Silverman wiped the sweat from her brow before leaning over the barre again . Her ballet was merely one of the many dancing classes she took in an attempt to acquire the grace her mother had had . After ballet, she had tap, and then finally ballroom . Then she could get away from this rigorous training that her boarding school assigned all females . " The guys get to play sports, " she mused as she massaged her aching calves, " and we're stuck in ballet ! " " Cheer up . At least you're really good at it ! " an unknown classmate complained . " I can't even handle tap, and that's all memorization ! " " Is not . It's grace and talent, too ! Serena-hime knows all about it, huh ? " an annoying auburn haired girl sneered at Serena . In response, Serena rolled her eyes and pulled her bun down . " I'm out of here, " Serena smirked at the girls in the room . " Ooh, where are you going ? " the first girl asked . " I'm going to go teach those boys how to play basketball ! " Serena grinned, pleased that the girls frowned and left her alone . " Then, I'm going to go to art early !" Serena padded to the changing room at the ballet room and kicked her baby blue shoes across the room . They landed with a thud and she grinned . She jerked her school skirt over the leotard, glad it had white stockings to match . Then she pulled on her blouse and vest, buttoning them as she ran out the door, gathering her shoes on her way . People stared at the girl who almost flew past them, a cape of dark black hair trailing after her . She raced to the court, breathless when she arrived . The boys looked up from their huddles to see her . " Well, look it who's here !" a boy, Ryan, snickered to his friends . " Hey, she's here again !" The coach walked over to her, shaking his head . " You aren't supposed to be here . Why don't you go back to dance, or wherever the girls are supposed to be ?" Serena firmly planted her hands on her hips . " I wanna play . Please ? I promise, if you let me play now, I won't ask again !" The coach sighed and wrung his hands . " I'm not supposed to allow a girl to participate in contact sports with boys ." " I won't tell anyone ! Please ?" Serena pleaded . " No one will ever know !" " Half the school followed you out here !" he frowned . Serena growled slightly . " On my parents' graves, I swear that if you don't let me play, I'll come back out here every day, God willing !" she snapped . She could hear the boys laughing at her, but she was too far in to back down now . " Aw, let her, Coach !" Ryan chortled . " I don't think the guys'd mind !" Serena turned and gave him the Silverman Glare of Death, which, coincidentally, is similar to the Heero Yuy Glare of Death . " Aa, I guess so," the coach didn't look happy to be letting her play .. The glare was long forgotten when Serena grinned up at him, her smile as bright as sunshine . He tossed her the ball and she dribbled it onto the court . " Which team am I on ?" she asked cheerfully . Ryan raised his hand and she jogged over to him . " You know, I was hoping I'd be on their team," she whispered . " Why ? Is there a really hot guy on that team ?" he whispered back . She shook her head . " I was just looking forward to kicking your ass," she stated simply before racing after the boy with the ball . Ryan's eyes widened and he stood up, watching her run . Serena played the hardest she'd ever played before, shooting baskets at an accuracy of about eighty-five percent and effectively keeping the other team from scoring often . Then, as she raced after the ball, one of her 'teammates' ran up next to her . She grinned at him, but he seemed aggravated . " You're making us look bad !" he snarled before shoving her hard to the ground . Serena fell quickly, tearing her stockings and scraping her leg from hip to knee . " Ow !" she cried . " You creep !" The coach blew his whistle frantically, calling the game to a stop . " What was all of this about ? What did you say to him ?" the coach's eyes narrowed . Serena's jaw dropped in disbelief . " Nothing ! I was running, and he knocked me down !" she said self-righteously . " Hey, you !" the coach yelled to a girl standing at the edge of the court . " Take her to the nurse !" " Hey, what about the game ?" Serena gasped as she painfully stood . She could feel the blood dripping down her leg . She looked down . " Oh, Madame is going to KILL me !" The stockings of her leotard were shredded and bloody . " The game's the least of YOUR worries, " Ryan whispered malevolently to her . Her eyes widened and she glared back . " Come on, " the girl said and grabbed Serena's hand . She blinked back tears and followed to the nurse . At the nurse's office, the girl glared at her ." You can't leave well enough alone, can you ? You always have to be the best at everything ! You can't stand being the best dancer, the best student, the best artist, you have to go play basketball against the boys to prove that you're better at those then them, too ! " I as better than them ?" Serena asked hopefully . The girl threw her hands up in defeat . " You weren't just better than them . You were so good, the coach was saying things like, and 'If she wasn't a she . . .' the girl grinned " Really ? " Serena's eyes lit up . " For real ?" The girl nodded . Serena grinned widely and giggled . The nurse entered the room, clipboard in hand . " Silverman, Serena ?" she asked . Serena nodded . " Aa . Looks like you tore yourself up pretty badly ." " I didn't do it," Serena seethed . " I was playing basketball and a guy knocked me down ." " Aa," the nurse nodded and wrote it down . " So you're a spunky kid . Kind of like myself when I was young," she grinned at her . " My parents and teachers had a hard time keeping me out of trouble ." Serena giggled and the nurse smiled warmly . The older woman left the room briefly, and returned .. " Your Grandfather's here to see you," she motioned for the other girl to leave Serena alone with her company . They left Serena alone to her thoughts . ' But I don't have a grandpa, ' Serena thought as the door opened . A man, definitely old enough to be her grandfather, entered the room . " Who are you ?" she demanded . The man made no move to speak, but instead grabbed her arm and held her still as he pressed a cloth to her mouth and nose . _________
Colony L3
Dominique Killian stilled in her sleep, hearing faint sounds accustomed to camp float into her tent . She moaned slightly and rolled over . Outside, a twig cracked slightly and Dominique jolted awake . She grabbed the flap of her tent and her gun, throwing open the heavy burlap and thrusting out her gun . It was just Jeanne . " If you were someone else, I would have killed you," she glared up at him . " Just testing your reflexes," he grinned, pushing the flap aside and joining her on the sleeping bag . Looking around, he sighed . " I swear . They always give you the best tents ." " Anything for Megami . I'm your goddess ! Besides . I don't wanna be holed up in this camp anymore . The sooner I get to a nice, warm bed, the better," she grinned . " Aa, you're full of yourself," Jeanne grinned at her, white teeth shimmering in the dark . " Would you have me any other way ?" Dominique giggled before laying down . " Now get lost ! I'm going to need my beauty sleep !" " Oh, fine . Night," Jeanne saluted before leaving . Dominique smiled to her dark tent and rolled over . Her mind wandered to
the day's events . Their team, a quadrant of guerilla fighters bent on protecting their tiny colony, had been sent on a new mission . When they got there, however, they found no traces of danger, no problems, no trouble It had taken them the better part of the day just to get away from the trap that they'd been in . Dominique had been so angry at 'Boss, ' the man that sent their plans, that she had cursed the entire way back . Then to sate her fury, they'd looked up the origins of the plan . It hadn't been Boss that sent it . It was sent by a man named 'S' . He said simply that he had business to discuss with the group . Dominique had sworn that they wouldn't take orders from someone who lied to them, and most of the others, except Jeanne, had agreed . Now she was a bit edgy, fearing that S wouldn't take 'no' for an answer . As she lay pondering her dilemma, she heard a twig crack outside . ' It's just Jeanne again, trying to see how far he can push me, ' she thought . She lay on her sleeping bag and lazily rolled face up . A dark shadow moved at the end of her tent . " S !" she cried, before the shadow overtook her and placed the cloth over her face . " Well, little one, it seems you aren't as stupid as the others think," the shadow murmured . ________
Colony L4
Elizabeth Starr lay down her bow and sighed uncomfortably. She had that bored feeling, like she knew that she wanted to do something, but didn't know what. She reached for her pencil and art pad, feeling a something, no, someone, at the back of her mind. The pencil seemed to flow across the paper, as usual, but when she came to the eyes, she couldn't get them to seem right . She ripped the page out and sketched a few types of eyes on the page. Too squinty. Elizabeth crossed them out and drew again. These seemed almost right, but they were missing something. She reached for her watercolors instinctively, grabbing the softest aqua she owned. Carefully rimming the new eyes in a heavy navy line, she filled them with a light tourmaline. Now that looked right . She copied the eyes into the picture, coloring them and laying it to dry. Standing resolutely, she wandered into the kitchen of her tiny apartment for her evening meal. She was greeted by pictures similar to the one she had just finished, one with violet eyes, that she couldn't decide if it was male or female, one with dark brown, almost black, eyes, probably of Asian descent, one of a mean looking boy with cold dark blue eyes, and one of a boy with strange hair and amazing emerald eyes. Grinning to the bishonen on her walls, she turned to the cabinets and rummaged through them. In her bedroom, she heard her watercolors crash as they fell. She cursed slightly, wishing her roommates weren't so clumsy. "Katlin, if you want to use my paints ask me, okay ?" she snapped, hoping that her disrespectful roommate had not ruined her picture of . . . whoever it was She had a feeling that he would soon become important, and besides, he was the cutest of them so far ! Elizabeth turned to go to her room, sandwich in hand, and saw a complete stranger in her room . She screamed and dropped her food . The man quickly approached her, holding the picture . " Aa . So you've met Quatre ? " He asked before placing a cloth that smelled like alcohol over her face . ________
Colony L5
Shimei sat on her bed, meditating. It's midnight, and she will continue this process for 2 more hours. This builds her chi, and is very good for her health. So far she has been successful in keeping her martial art skills secret. Hopefully, she will be able to use this skill soon. *Breath in, breath out. Feel your chi pass through the pressure points of your body. Be calm and let it pass through!* She thought to herself. This continued for an hour. Suddenly there was a knock at her door. "Come in!" She yelled. "Thank you," said a figure as it walked inside. "What do you want?" Shimei asked, her voice icy cold. "Can you help my friend?" The man asked. Shimei looked at the man. "Sure! I could use some business!" The man brought his friend in, and Shimei checked his pulse. Then she gave him some herbal medicine. The man thanked her and paid her. Then they left. Shimei sat back down and sighed. It was late, and she hoped no one would come distract her for the rest of the night. Soon she fell asleep. //BANG// A loud crash woke Shimei and she leaped out of bed. "Who is it?" She asked in a hostile voice. "Just a old man trying to find a place to stay!" A old voice said. "Well, this isn't a hotel. You can stay, but please, stay over in that corner!" Shimei's voice softened a bit. "Which corner? Can you lead me to it? It's so dark I cannot see!" "OK, be there in a minute!" Shimei ran over to help the old man, but before she could, she felt a blindfold cover her eyes, and all went black as a wet cloth was pressed into her face. _________
The Scientists' Lair (bwahaha) The five scientists looked down on the five teenage girls tied to chairs in front of them . H. cleared his throat softly, trying not to wake the girls asleep in front of him . " Are you sure that this is the way we should have gone ? Suppose they are angry and refuse to train ?" " We won't give them a chance . If they refuse to train, we'll simply kill them," S. replied . Seeing the others' doubtful expressions, he choked slightly, " This IS war, you know, you pansies! Besides, I was just joking !" The other scientists still looked nervous and edged away . In the group of girls, Shimei was the first to stir . " Hey ! What do you think you're doing ?" she yelled, tossing her dark hair from her face . Her frantic yelling woke the other girls . " Ah ! Hentai no baka !" Hinoko shrieked . Her voice echoed in the vast room . " What's going on here ?" Elizabeth yipped . She threw her ponytail over her shoulder with a toss of her head . " Who are you ?" Dominique growled fiercely, fighting her bonds . " Let us go, you perverts ! You're all old enough to be our grandparents !" Serena glared her Glare of Death at them . S. smirked at them . " No fear, girlies . We're not going to do anything to you . We're here to give you a chance to protect the lives and people you love . We're here to offer you these," he gestured to the Gundams lining the darkened room, which lightened up with a flick of a switch by O.
In the year A.C. 196, the war had been raging between the Space Colonies and the Earth for approximately a year and a half. The five scientists, creators of the infamous Gundam fleet, had been working on a secret for a few months. On this particular day, a bright day in July, the five men were gathered in a room. Doctor J. smiled, or rather, leered at the other scientists. " So. How have you done? " He said in his gravely voice. Professor G. glared back. "I've done quite well, thank you. This new gundam will be better than the Wing Zero, when I'm through, " he replied. "You mean to tell me you aren't through, yet? " Doctor S. positively crowed. "We don't have time for that. Can it fly now? " " Hai. It flies. It needs more defenses, though. It has a mediocre reaction time, and, at the time being, is about equal to one of OZ's new Mercurius," Doctor J. beamed, proud of himself. Instructor H. smiled and turned to his newest Gundam, hidden by a coverlet. "My newest, the Desert Flower, has an excellent system in it. It is unmatched by any of the Gundams in space today. It uses the technology of the Sandrock, but improved space management and more realistic artificial gravity. It also has more hidden firepower, including two uzis and the original blades, but a photonic blaster, as well, when the ammunition runs out. It seems that the Gundam Heavyarms is quite excellent in that effect," H. sneered at Doktor S. " Aa. But my newest, the Spritefire, tackles the entire concept of speed control head on . It has enough firepower to effectively avoid confrontation, but, should it be trapped in a hopeless situation, its near perfect handling and amazing top speed will persevere," G. replied. " Stop arguing. I think the only reason either of you would have to brag is if you found the new pilot for these monstrosities," Master O glared at them. The scientists looked nervous. " I've got an idea of what to look for," Professor G. stated. "I assume that since some of the most formidable pilots, other than the ones we trained, are female, and I think I should be looking for a female." "Copycat! Sometimes I swear you look into my notes!" Dr. J. glared. "I was looking for a female that could be trained with as little trouble as possible. " "Just don't train her into the silent soldier that you did the other one. Duo has complained more than once that he never speaks," Professor G. smirked slightly. " It doesn't matter. I've found enough girls for each of you to find 'the one' for training, "Professor G. held a fat folder up. " Great minds think alike, "Instructor H. dryly said. G. Rolled his eyes and opened the folder. " This one, "he pointed to a girl of about fifteen, " is a good choice. I've already laid claim to her. " "How romantic. Did you 'lay claim' to your wife, too? "Doktor S. grinned. "Her name is Serena Silverman. We'll find her here," he pointed to an address. " Look through this, "he dropped the file on the table. The professors jumped on the papers like a group of piranhas. After a few minutes of deliberation, and a lot of arguing, each man had his own picture. " Well, who did you choose?" G. Asked. H. Spoke first. " Her name is Elizabeth Starr, "the picture he held in his hands showed a slender, but not skinny, girl of about sixteen. Her elbow-length brown hair was tied back with a soft satin ribbon. She wore thin-framed round glasses, but in attached photos, did not. In fact, her eyes were not the same color in any of the pictures. " Contact lenses. She is a mistress of disguise, and can look like almost anyone," to prove his point, he showed G. a photo of Elizabeth wearing Lady Une-esque buns, her glasses perched on her nose . She was a close match, although she did not have bangs. S. glared . Apparently, he'd been eying the same girl, but reluctantly raised his own photograph. " She's Dominique Killian, " the picture showed a young girl with short blonde hair. She wore an impish look in her clear grey eyes. She looked too young to be a pilot. "Don't let appearances fool you . She's been trained as a guerilla fighter since the war broke out. She's referred to as Megami, since she is obviously superior to any of her enemies . She doesn't belong on the ground in dirty jails . She belongs in the skies . " " Thank you for your impassioned speech, S. I still believe that my girl, Hinoko Yuy, is much better . She was not trained in anything, but has been arrested as a pickpocket three times . She somehow managed to sneak into Romefellars' headquarters and stole a few scarves, that went unmissed, and escaped without being caught . They were found on her when she was caught the second time," J. broke into the conversation . " Mine is the best . She is obviously the most intelligent . She will be a perfect addition to the group . Shimei Zhang, " he showed the photograph of a small chinese girl . She had shoulder length black hair and dark chocolate, almost black eyes . She held a pious expression, not unlike O.'s last mentor, Chang Wufei . " She's a doctor . Trained for the last ten years on her colony, she has, as some observers have described, 'mystical healing powers' . " " Hah ! And you bought that ? " S. sneered . " Hn, " G. smirked at the bickering . Are any of you ready to see mine ? " He produced a single photograph . " Serena Silverman . A brilliant young lady . She's often been seen here, " he gestured to an address . " She's definitely leader material . " " You can't stand it that my prodigy is the leader of the boys ! Admit it ! " J.'s face turned an angry purple . " Don't flatter yourself ! No one cares that your 'prodigy' was so frightening and cold that the others were afraid to mess with him ! "O. grinned . " FRIGHTENING AND COLD ?! " J. boomed . The other scientists laughed . " That may work to intimidate a teenager, but not me . I'm too old for you too scare . Even OZ doesn't scare me ! " S. cackled . " Let's get down to business, " H. said abruptly, interrupting . _________
Colony L1
Hinoko Yuy grinned as she dodged the old stiff in front of her . She bet that he had at least twenty thousand on him . She lithely rubbed against him, and grinned again as he stared down at her " Pardon, miss ? " he asked . He looked like the type to call the police on her, if he knew what she was up to . She giggled and decided to try flattery . Obviously he was rich enough to be tricked by flattery, but not dumb enough to be outright lied to . " Oh ! " she faked surprise . " I thought you were my boyfriend, " she purred, reaching for his ever-elusive wallet . At first, it seemed to work, but she soon found her arm-twisted painfully behind her . " Owww ! What are you doing ? " she demanded . He glared down at her . " Do you take me for an idiot ? " he growled into her face . She glared back at him . Then she got an idea . " Hey ! Leggo ! You're hurting me ! Is this supposed to be funny, William ? " she yelled . People turned and stared at the tiny girl with such a loud voice . She knew her guess at his name had struck true when his eyes widened . " What's going on here, miss ? " a nearby policeman approached . " Is he bothering you ? " " I told William I didn't like these games, but he's still bothering me ! Now he's breaking my arm ! " she forced fake tears into her eyes " Is this true ? " the policeman asked . She nodded fiercely . Of course, William had to choose now to get his voice back . " No ! Officer, I am a law-abiding citizen of this colony, and this girl was trying to steal from me ! " William cried . Hinoko gasped and glared into his face . " That's not true ! Willie, darling, are you really so angry that you want me arrested ? " Hinoko faux sobbed in a loud, dramatic voice . The policeman looked confused, before sighing . " I don't know which to believe . Let her go . " William made a soft choking sound before releasing her arm . Hinoko saluted the gentlemen before walking calmly into the crowd . She heard them realizing that she had their wallets . ' Another job well done, ' she congratulated herself before a blindfold came down over her eyes . She shrieked, then smelled concentrated alcohol and all went dark . _________
Colony L2
Serena Silverman wiped the sweat from her brow before leaning over the barre again . Her ballet was merely one of the many dancing classes she took in an attempt to acquire the grace her mother had had . After ballet, she had tap, and then finally ballroom . Then she could get away from this rigorous training that her boarding school assigned all females . " The guys get to play sports, " she mused as she massaged her aching calves, " and we're stuck in ballet ! " " Cheer up . At least you're really good at it ! " an unknown classmate complained . " I can't even handle tap, and that's all memorization ! " " Is not . It's grace and talent, too ! Serena-hime knows all about it, huh ? " an annoying auburn haired girl sneered at Serena . In response, Serena rolled her eyes and pulled her bun down . " I'm out of here, " Serena smirked at the girls in the room . " Ooh, where are you going ? " the first girl asked . " I'm going to go teach those boys how to play basketball ! " Serena grinned, pleased that the girls frowned and left her alone . " Then, I'm going to go to art early !" Serena padded to the changing room at the ballet room and kicked her baby blue shoes across the room . They landed with a thud and she grinned . She jerked her school skirt over the leotard, glad it had white stockings to match . Then she pulled on her blouse and vest, buttoning them as she ran out the door, gathering her shoes on her way . People stared at the girl who almost flew past them, a cape of dark black hair trailing after her . She raced to the court, breathless when she arrived . The boys looked up from their huddles to see her . " Well, look it who's here !" a boy, Ryan, snickered to his friends . " Hey, she's here again !" The coach walked over to her, shaking his head . " You aren't supposed to be here . Why don't you go back to dance, or wherever the girls are supposed to be ?" Serena firmly planted her hands on her hips . " I wanna play . Please ? I promise, if you let me play now, I won't ask again !" The coach sighed and wrung his hands . " I'm not supposed to allow a girl to participate in contact sports with boys ." " I won't tell anyone ! Please ?" Serena pleaded . " No one will ever know !" " Half the school followed you out here !" he frowned . Serena growled slightly . " On my parents' graves, I swear that if you don't let me play, I'll come back out here every day, God willing !" she snapped . She could hear the boys laughing at her, but she was too far in to back down now . " Aw, let her, Coach !" Ryan chortled . " I don't think the guys'd mind !" Serena turned and gave him the Silverman Glare of Death, which, coincidentally, is similar to the Heero Yuy Glare of Death . " Aa, I guess so," the coach didn't look happy to be letting her play .. The glare was long forgotten when Serena grinned up at him, her smile as bright as sunshine . He tossed her the ball and she dribbled it onto the court . " Which team am I on ?" she asked cheerfully . Ryan raised his hand and she jogged over to him . " You know, I was hoping I'd be on their team," she whispered . " Why ? Is there a really hot guy on that team ?" he whispered back . She shook her head . " I was just looking forward to kicking your ass," she stated simply before racing after the boy with the ball . Ryan's eyes widened and he stood up, watching her run . Serena played the hardest she'd ever played before, shooting baskets at an accuracy of about eighty-five percent and effectively keeping the other team from scoring often . Then, as she raced after the ball, one of her 'teammates' ran up next to her . She grinned at him, but he seemed aggravated . " You're making us look bad !" he snarled before shoving her hard to the ground . Serena fell quickly, tearing her stockings and scraping her leg from hip to knee . " Ow !" she cried . " You creep !" The coach blew his whistle frantically, calling the game to a stop . " What was all of this about ? What did you say to him ?" the coach's eyes narrowed . Serena's jaw dropped in disbelief . " Nothing ! I was running, and he knocked me down !" she said self-righteously . " Hey, you !" the coach yelled to a girl standing at the edge of the court . " Take her to the nurse !" " Hey, what about the game ?" Serena gasped as she painfully stood . She could feel the blood dripping down her leg . She looked down . " Oh, Madame is going to KILL me !" The stockings of her leotard were shredded and bloody . " The game's the least of YOUR worries, " Ryan whispered malevolently to her . Her eyes widened and she glared back . " Come on, " the girl said and grabbed Serena's hand . She blinked back tears and followed to the nurse . At the nurse's office, the girl glared at her ." You can't leave well enough alone, can you ? You always have to be the best at everything ! You can't stand being the best dancer, the best student, the best artist, you have to go play basketball against the boys to prove that you're better at those then them, too ! " I as better than them ?" Serena asked hopefully . The girl threw her hands up in defeat . " You weren't just better than them . You were so good, the coach was saying things like, and 'If she wasn't a she . . .' the girl grinned " Really ? " Serena's eyes lit up . " For real ?" The girl nodded . Serena grinned widely and giggled . The nurse entered the room, clipboard in hand . " Silverman, Serena ?" she asked . Serena nodded . " Aa . Looks like you tore yourself up pretty badly ." " I didn't do it," Serena seethed . " I was playing basketball and a guy knocked me down ." " Aa," the nurse nodded and wrote it down . " So you're a spunky kid . Kind of like myself when I was young," she grinned at her . " My parents and teachers had a hard time keeping me out of trouble ." Serena giggled and the nurse smiled warmly . The older woman left the room briefly, and returned .. " Your Grandfather's here to see you," she motioned for the other girl to leave Serena alone with her company . They left Serena alone to her thoughts . ' But I don't have a grandpa, ' Serena thought as the door opened . A man, definitely old enough to be her grandfather, entered the room . " Who are you ?" she demanded . The man made no move to speak, but instead grabbed her arm and held her still as he pressed a cloth to her mouth and nose . _________
Colony L3
Dominique Killian stilled in her sleep, hearing faint sounds accustomed to camp float into her tent . She moaned slightly and rolled over . Outside, a twig cracked slightly and Dominique jolted awake . She grabbed the flap of her tent and her gun, throwing open the heavy burlap and thrusting out her gun . It was just Jeanne . " If you were someone else, I would have killed you," she glared up at him . " Just testing your reflexes," he grinned, pushing the flap aside and joining her on the sleeping bag . Looking around, he sighed . " I swear . They always give you the best tents ." " Anything for Megami . I'm your goddess ! Besides . I don't wanna be holed up in this camp anymore . The sooner I get to a nice, warm bed, the better," she grinned . " Aa, you're full of yourself," Jeanne grinned at her, white teeth shimmering in the dark . " Would you have me any other way ?" Dominique giggled before laying down . " Now get lost ! I'm going to need my beauty sleep !" " Oh, fine . Night," Jeanne saluted before leaving . Dominique smiled to her dark tent and rolled over . Her mind wandered to
the day's events . Their team, a quadrant of guerilla fighters bent on protecting their tiny colony, had been sent on a new mission . When they got there, however, they found no traces of danger, no problems, no trouble It had taken them the better part of the day just to get away from the trap that they'd been in . Dominique had been so angry at 'Boss, ' the man that sent their plans, that she had cursed the entire way back . Then to sate her fury, they'd looked up the origins of the plan . It hadn't been Boss that sent it . It was sent by a man named 'S' . He said simply that he had business to discuss with the group . Dominique had sworn that they wouldn't take orders from someone who lied to them, and most of the others, except Jeanne, had agreed . Now she was a bit edgy, fearing that S wouldn't take 'no' for an answer . As she lay pondering her dilemma, she heard a twig crack outside . ' It's just Jeanne again, trying to see how far he can push me, ' she thought . She lay on her sleeping bag and lazily rolled face up . A dark shadow moved at the end of her tent . " S !" she cried, before the shadow overtook her and placed the cloth over her face . " Well, little one, it seems you aren't as stupid as the others think," the shadow murmured . ________
Colony L4
Elizabeth Starr lay down her bow and sighed uncomfortably. She had that bored feeling, like she knew that she wanted to do something, but didn't know what. She reached for her pencil and art pad, feeling a something, no, someone, at the back of her mind. The pencil seemed to flow across the paper, as usual, but when she came to the eyes, she couldn't get them to seem right . She ripped the page out and sketched a few types of eyes on the page. Too squinty. Elizabeth crossed them out and drew again. These seemed almost right, but they were missing something. She reached for her watercolors instinctively, grabbing the softest aqua she owned. Carefully rimming the new eyes in a heavy navy line, she filled them with a light tourmaline. Now that looked right . She copied the eyes into the picture, coloring them and laying it to dry. Standing resolutely, she wandered into the kitchen of her tiny apartment for her evening meal. She was greeted by pictures similar to the one she had just finished, one with violet eyes, that she couldn't decide if it was male or female, one with dark brown, almost black, eyes, probably of Asian descent, one of a mean looking boy with cold dark blue eyes, and one of a boy with strange hair and amazing emerald eyes. Grinning to the bishonen on her walls, she turned to the cabinets and rummaged through them. In her bedroom, she heard her watercolors crash as they fell. She cursed slightly, wishing her roommates weren't so clumsy. "Katlin, if you want to use my paints ask me, okay ?" she snapped, hoping that her disrespectful roommate had not ruined her picture of . . . whoever it was She had a feeling that he would soon become important, and besides, he was the cutest of them so far ! Elizabeth turned to go to her room, sandwich in hand, and saw a complete stranger in her room . She screamed and dropped her food . The man quickly approached her, holding the picture . " Aa . So you've met Quatre ? " He asked before placing a cloth that smelled like alcohol over her face . ________
Colony L5
Shimei sat on her bed, meditating. It's midnight, and she will continue this process for 2 more hours. This builds her chi, and is very good for her health. So far she has been successful in keeping her martial art skills secret. Hopefully, she will be able to use this skill soon. *Breath in, breath out. Feel your chi pass through the pressure points of your body. Be calm and let it pass through!* She thought to herself. This continued for an hour. Suddenly there was a knock at her door. "Come in!" She yelled. "Thank you," said a figure as it walked inside. "What do you want?" Shimei asked, her voice icy cold. "Can you help my friend?" The man asked. Shimei looked at the man. "Sure! I could use some business!" The man brought his friend in, and Shimei checked his pulse. Then she gave him some herbal medicine. The man thanked her and paid her. Then they left. Shimei sat back down and sighed. It was late, and she hoped no one would come distract her for the rest of the night. Soon she fell asleep. //BANG// A loud crash woke Shimei and she leaped out of bed. "Who is it?" She asked in a hostile voice. "Just a old man trying to find a place to stay!" A old voice said. "Well, this isn't a hotel. You can stay, but please, stay over in that corner!" Shimei's voice softened a bit. "Which corner? Can you lead me to it? It's so dark I cannot see!" "OK, be there in a minute!" Shimei ran over to help the old man, but before she could, she felt a blindfold cover her eyes, and all went black as a wet cloth was pressed into her face. _________
The Scientists' Lair (bwahaha) The five scientists looked down on the five teenage girls tied to chairs in front of them . H. cleared his throat softly, trying not to wake the girls asleep in front of him . " Are you sure that this is the way we should have gone ? Suppose they are angry and refuse to train ?" " We won't give them a chance . If they refuse to train, we'll simply kill them," S. replied . Seeing the others' doubtful expressions, he choked slightly, " This IS war, you know, you pansies! Besides, I was just joking !" The other scientists still looked nervous and edged away . In the group of girls, Shimei was the first to stir . " Hey ! What do you think you're doing ?" she yelled, tossing her dark hair from her face . Her frantic yelling woke the other girls . " Ah ! Hentai no baka !" Hinoko shrieked . Her voice echoed in the vast room . " What's going on here ?" Elizabeth yipped . She threw her ponytail over her shoulder with a toss of her head . " Who are you ?" Dominique growled fiercely, fighting her bonds . " Let us go, you perverts ! You're all old enough to be our grandparents !" Serena glared her Glare of Death at them . S. smirked at them . " No fear, girlies . We're not going to do anything to you . We're here to give you a chance to protect the lives and people you love . We're here to offer you these," he gestured to the Gundams lining the darkened room, which lightened up with a flick of a switch by O.