Disclaimer: I do not own the Gundam Wing series but I DO own the characters I add! Except Vicky… she is sitting right next to me and said I had to put that… even though I own Vanny and she says she owns her… technically it is me but u get what I mean, right? Well anyway here is the preface.

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BANG! BANG! BANG!

Was all I heard in the very crowded street. I was running for my life. Who were those guys? Why did they want me? What did I do wrong? Those were that questions running through my head.

Another BANG ripped through the air as I felt a sharp pain rip through my right shoulder. As I fell to the ground I caught sight of a dark alleyway. 'I could hide there, they will never see me,' I thought to myself.

I got up as fast as I could and stumbled in to the dark alley. Just as I hid behind a trash can the three men ran by the alley.

'Good, they didn't see me go in here.' I thought.

I leaned my head back against the cold, hard brick wall as the pain got worse. I thought was going to die. Die all alone by myself. I wouldn't have time to say good bye to my brother and sister and my friends.

My brother took care of both me and my sister ever since our parents died by robbers that broke into our house while we were at school 2 years ago. My mother's name was Angelica Lee Orchard and my dad's name was Alexander Orchard… he didn't have a middle name I don't think. We were one happy family that use to live in the United States. We had a big, really cool house and lots of money. That was until these guys tried to take me and my sister from my parents and my brother. I remember that it was a warm summer day and Vicky, Josh, and I were at the park playing. It was just across the street from our house. It was really hot so we decided to get ice cream from the truck that was on the other side of the park… the side where our parents couldn't see us. Once we got our ice cream we went and sat under a nearby tree. Suddenly we were alone… like everyone went to the other side of the park. That is when we were approached by 3 men. They weren't very old… only about 16 to 18 years old. They told us if we followed them to their car they would give us some candy. But my brother was smarter than that and in school the other day they had just learned about stranger danger. 'NO!' he told them and he yelled for help. But before anyone could get there the grabbed us and carried us to their car. Luckily there was police officer there. They guys dropped us and ran. Our parents were so worried of having the same thing happen a year later we moved all the way around the world to Japan. We lived about 10 minutes out of Tokyo. My parents were sure they wouldn't follow us all the way here. But that was 5. I was 14 when my parents died. We were at school and it was a half day due to remodeling. When we got home there were ambulances and police everywhere. Some lady came up and told us what happened. But that was 2 years ago now my brother was 18 and me and my sis 16. Joshua was so young to have to watch us and take care of us all the time but we I should be more mature. It is my fault. I should be the responsible one and get my sister in line.

They would be better off with me gone. Vicky and I always got into trouble and Joshua would have to come get us out of it. Then he would scold us, even though he doesn't like to. I feel like I'm always a burden to my older brother. Not that I always got in trouble it was that I would ruin a pair of jeans in a couple of days after receiving them. I didn't like to be indoors. I like to be outside running around with my friends. Not only that but me and my sister ate a lot since we were always running around. A lot of his pay was toward food. I have to start buying my own cloths now since I got a job. He doesn't get to go on dates anymore because he has no money and he has to watch us or we will get in trouble. I felt so guilty.

That is why I am out here in the rain. I ran away. I don't want to see him sad anymore. I can't bare it anymore.

The only thing I have to my name is a picture of Vicky, Joshua, and me, 100 dollars of my own money and the clothes on by back, which were now soaked by the rain.

I am cold, wet and now crying. I missed my family. I wished I would have never have run away. I don't know what I was thinking. I have nowhere to go for Pete sake!

Suddenly I heard someone entering the alley. I started to freak out.

' How did they find me?!' I thought.

I looked at the ground.

'Crap!' I thought to myself.

On the ground was a faint trail of my blood. I found a small metal bar lying on the ground next to me. I carefully picked it up trying not to make a sound as the figure neared my hiding place.

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A/N: Hey! I hope u like it! This was my first story so if it is bad I'm sorry. I hope to get as good as my sister. Anyway send reviews and tell me how I did please! Oh and feel free to give advice I don't mind!