Chapter two
Usagi felt pain, pain everywhere, in her heart and on her body. She heard voices but chose to ignore them. She couldn't move her body. She felt as if she where in a hole and the voices grew closer.
"What could have done this?" "So many lives killed." The group of boys walked through the desolate area that was once known as Tokyo.
"It was completely wiped out. There's nothing left." The boys then found themselves standing over a crater.
"It looks like some kind of bomb did this. But they stopped making war heads and missiles years back."
"Quatre what ever it was, it was strong. So if it's still here we should keep our eye out."
"You said that the medics had found all the survivors?"
"Yeah they did. None. There were no... Heero?"
The four young men turned to see the last one of them still stood over the crater. They all moved back to it and looked down. They saw something glimmer down in the darkness.
"What do you think it could be?" "I don't know but two of us should go down there."
"Heero and I will." "Ok Quatre, be careful."
The two young men that looked so much alike yet not, made their way down.
They moved to the glowing object in the middle. What they saw was horrible. A girl, no older than fifteen laid propped up against a rock. Her body was all twist in the wrong ways.
"Is she alright Heero?" Heero replied, "I'm not sure." His voice was monotone while his companion's voice was laced with worry.
The girl was sitting slumped up against the rock. Her arms lying lifelessly at her side, one looked just bruised while the other looked broken at the shoulder and elbow. Her fingers looked dislocated on her bruised arm.
Her chest and stomach had wounds on them and were bleeding badly. Her right leg had a long gash up the back of her thigh and curved around to the front and ended at her hip. Her other leg had a fractured kneecap and a sprained ankle. It held bruises as the other leg did. A puddle of blood had surrounded her body.
On her face was just as bad. Her eyes were surrounded by red skin that was all scratched up as if burned. She also had a gash that ran along her left ear to her chin making a crescent moon, it would scar.
"Well what do you see!" Quatre looked up and stated, "a girl! And she's hurt!"
Heero saw what had caught his eye. She held a crystal tightly in one of her hands refusing to let go even in death.
He moved closer to her face and saw fresh tears falling from her eyes. He turned to Quatre when he realized she was barely breathing, "she's alive. Get her help." Heero grabbed the girl by her good arm and lifted her up into his arms.
The two moved to the spot where they had climbed down. With help from a rope Heero got up top with the girl and right behind them was Quatre.
Quatre called his eldest sister to come home to Japan and be prepared to do surgery.
Iria came out of the room four hours after she had met up with the boys and the girl. She slid her gloves off as she walked to the waiting area in the infirmary facility.
She tossed them into the trash as she neared the boys. They all looked tired and devastated. Well she was too. Tokyo Japan had been completely destroy without no remorse. No survivors had been found but that girl. And she looked like she had taken up a good fight in battle but still lost.
Iria sighed tiredly. Her younger brother stood from his seat and asked, "How is she?" That girl was their only lead on finding the killers of over a million lives. She hated to tell her brother the truth about the girl.
Iria sighed again when she noticed all the young men were waiting. "Not good." Quatre let out a small whimper. She wanted to cry too. Cry out for that girl. Working on that girl almost tore her heart.
Duo stood, something never seen on his face was a serious expression. "What's her condition?" Duo and Wufei out of them all knew what it was like to be in a war where their home was completely wiped off the map, Wufei more so.
Iria replied with another sigh. She rubbed her forehead and plopped down in the seat across from Wufei. He was seated next to Quatre and Duo. Heero and Trowa on each end.
"She lost a lot of blood and suffered a concussion, and head trauma. Her left ankle is sprained while her left knee has a hairline fracture. Her right leg was dislocated and I had to stitch up the gash on her thigh. So she will have a scar. Her chest had been burned severely and she also suffered from hypothermia.
I found traces of ice on her back that has small cuts and scrapes. She also has a burn mark around her waist. The burn is shaped like a chain, odd I know... Also her left arm had three dislocated fingers and a broken one, along with a broken wrist. Her other arm had been broken in one place the elbow and dislocated at the shoulder.
I stitched up the gash on her face and her forehead..."
Duo cursed out, "Jesus Christ, I'm surprised she's not dead." Iria frowned at him.
Heero asked, "what else?" Iria looked at him.
"She's also temporarily blind. I don't think it's permanent but she will have it for quite some time. And she also has 2nd degree burns all of her body as well. So in other words she's in critical condition."
Duo fell into his seat devastated by the news. Heero was silent not speaking to no one. But Iria could tell he was upset. Quatre was silently weeping to himself.
Iria stood and moved to go check on her patient. She looked at the group. Wufei and Trowa were fighting silent battles within themselves. She cleared her throat catching their attention.
"You can come visit her in the next hour. Oh and guys, if you hadn't found her when you did she would have died." Iria then pushed open the doors to see her patient.
Usagi felt herself being taken away from her dream world to the real world. The world was cruel to keep her alive.
She couldn't move her body without crying from the pain. She couldn't see for her eyes were covered. All she could hear was the slow beeping sound of a machine next to her.
She wanted to cry in despair. She wanted to rant and rave and hate herself for being so careless. It was her fault those people died. It was her fault she had gotten there late and Mamoru was killed. It was her fault Chibi Usa... had died.
Suddenly the door to the small room opened. She heard the person walk up to the side of the bed and gently brush her hair from her face.
Usagi forced her mouth to move. "Who...who are you?" Her voice was barely hearable.
"You're awake. But how?" She felt the hand on her arm and she winced. "I'm Iria Winner. You're at the Winner state Mansion in Japan, my brother owns. How are you feeling?"
Usagi only whimpered in reply.
Iria asked, "do...do you know who attacked Tokyo?"
Usagi remembered the battle. Yeah she knew who did it. She knew who killed all those people.
"Hai. It was me...I killed all those people." Her voice was pained. Iria moved away, "what?"
"I couldn't protect them...I failed at protecting them from the evil. It's my fault they're dead."
Iria covered her mouth with her hands and left the room.
The boys were heading to the infirmary when they saw Iria running towards them.
Quatre asked, "Iria what's wrong?" Iria stopped in front of them breathing heavily. Her heart was racing in her chest.
"She blames herself."
"What are you mumbling about onna?"
Iria replied, "that girl. She woke up just now. I...I asked who did it. She...she told me that she did it. She said she killed those innocent people."
Iria saw Heero's face tightened in anger. "No not like that. She says she couldn't protect them from what killed them. She blames herself for failing."
Usagi felt pain, pain everywhere, in her heart and on her body. She heard voices but chose to ignore them. She couldn't move her body. She felt as if she where in a hole and the voices grew closer.
"What could have done this?" "So many lives killed." The group of boys walked through the desolate area that was once known as Tokyo.
"It was completely wiped out. There's nothing left." The boys then found themselves standing over a crater.
"It looks like some kind of bomb did this. But they stopped making war heads and missiles years back."
"Quatre what ever it was, it was strong. So if it's still here we should keep our eye out."
"You said that the medics had found all the survivors?"
"Yeah they did. None. There were no... Heero?"
The four young men turned to see the last one of them still stood over the crater. They all moved back to it and looked down. They saw something glimmer down in the darkness.
"What do you think it could be?" "I don't know but two of us should go down there."
"Heero and I will." "Ok Quatre, be careful."
The two young men that looked so much alike yet not, made their way down.
They moved to the glowing object in the middle. What they saw was horrible. A girl, no older than fifteen laid propped up against a rock. Her body was all twist in the wrong ways.
"Is she alright Heero?" Heero replied, "I'm not sure." His voice was monotone while his companion's voice was laced with worry.
The girl was sitting slumped up against the rock. Her arms lying lifelessly at her side, one looked just bruised while the other looked broken at the shoulder and elbow. Her fingers looked dislocated on her bruised arm.
Her chest and stomach had wounds on them and were bleeding badly. Her right leg had a long gash up the back of her thigh and curved around to the front and ended at her hip. Her other leg had a fractured kneecap and a sprained ankle. It held bruises as the other leg did. A puddle of blood had surrounded her body.
On her face was just as bad. Her eyes were surrounded by red skin that was all scratched up as if burned. She also had a gash that ran along her left ear to her chin making a crescent moon, it would scar.
"Well what do you see!" Quatre looked up and stated, "a girl! And she's hurt!"
Heero saw what had caught his eye. She held a crystal tightly in one of her hands refusing to let go even in death.
He moved closer to her face and saw fresh tears falling from her eyes. He turned to Quatre when he realized she was barely breathing, "she's alive. Get her help." Heero grabbed the girl by her good arm and lifted her up into his arms.
The two moved to the spot where they had climbed down. With help from a rope Heero got up top with the girl and right behind them was Quatre.
Quatre called his eldest sister to come home to Japan and be prepared to do surgery.
Iria came out of the room four hours after she had met up with the boys and the girl. She slid her gloves off as she walked to the waiting area in the infirmary facility.
She tossed them into the trash as she neared the boys. They all looked tired and devastated. Well she was too. Tokyo Japan had been completely destroy without no remorse. No survivors had been found but that girl. And she looked like she had taken up a good fight in battle but still lost.
Iria sighed tiredly. Her younger brother stood from his seat and asked, "How is she?" That girl was their only lead on finding the killers of over a million lives. She hated to tell her brother the truth about the girl.
Iria sighed again when she noticed all the young men were waiting. "Not good." Quatre let out a small whimper. She wanted to cry too. Cry out for that girl. Working on that girl almost tore her heart.
Duo stood, something never seen on his face was a serious expression. "What's her condition?" Duo and Wufei out of them all knew what it was like to be in a war where their home was completely wiped off the map, Wufei more so.
Iria replied with another sigh. She rubbed her forehead and plopped down in the seat across from Wufei. He was seated next to Quatre and Duo. Heero and Trowa on each end.
"She lost a lot of blood and suffered a concussion, and head trauma. Her left ankle is sprained while her left knee has a hairline fracture. Her right leg was dislocated and I had to stitch up the gash on her thigh. So she will have a scar. Her chest had been burned severely and she also suffered from hypothermia.
I found traces of ice on her back that has small cuts and scrapes. She also has a burn mark around her waist. The burn is shaped like a chain, odd I know... Also her left arm had three dislocated fingers and a broken one, along with a broken wrist. Her other arm had been broken in one place the elbow and dislocated at the shoulder.
I stitched up the gash on her face and her forehead..."
Duo cursed out, "Jesus Christ, I'm surprised she's not dead." Iria frowned at him.
Heero asked, "what else?" Iria looked at him.
"She's also temporarily blind. I don't think it's permanent but she will have it for quite some time. And she also has 2nd degree burns all of her body as well. So in other words she's in critical condition."
Duo fell into his seat devastated by the news. Heero was silent not speaking to no one. But Iria could tell he was upset. Quatre was silently weeping to himself.
Iria stood and moved to go check on her patient. She looked at the group. Wufei and Trowa were fighting silent battles within themselves. She cleared her throat catching their attention.
"You can come visit her in the next hour. Oh and guys, if you hadn't found her when you did she would have died." Iria then pushed open the doors to see her patient.
Usagi felt herself being taken away from her dream world to the real world. The world was cruel to keep her alive.
She couldn't move her body without crying from the pain. She couldn't see for her eyes were covered. All she could hear was the slow beeping sound of a machine next to her.
She wanted to cry in despair. She wanted to rant and rave and hate herself for being so careless. It was her fault those people died. It was her fault she had gotten there late and Mamoru was killed. It was her fault Chibi Usa... had died.
Suddenly the door to the small room opened. She heard the person walk up to the side of the bed and gently brush her hair from her face.
Usagi forced her mouth to move. "Who...who are you?" Her voice was barely hearable.
"You're awake. But how?" She felt the hand on her arm and she winced. "I'm Iria Winner. You're at the Winner state Mansion in Japan, my brother owns. How are you feeling?"
Usagi only whimpered in reply.
Iria asked, "do...do you know who attacked Tokyo?"
Usagi remembered the battle. Yeah she knew who did it. She knew who killed all those people.
"Hai. It was me...I killed all those people." Her voice was pained. Iria moved away, "what?"
"I couldn't protect them...I failed at protecting them from the evil. It's my fault they're dead."
Iria covered her mouth with her hands and left the room.
The boys were heading to the infirmary when they saw Iria running towards them.
Quatre asked, "Iria what's wrong?" Iria stopped in front of them breathing heavily. Her heart was racing in her chest.
"She blames herself."
"What are you mumbling about onna?"
Iria replied, "that girl. She woke up just now. I...I asked who did it. She...she told me that she did it. She said she killed those innocent people."
Iria saw Heero's face tightened in anger. "No not like that. She says she couldn't protect them from what killed them. She blames herself for failing."