When the Waltz Ends: Part 7
Trowa slowly opened his eyes. The harsh glow of a lamp filled
them and he tightly closed them again. He felt oddly rested and
wondered how long he had been sleeping. Opening his eyes once more he
blinked as the bright light invaded once again. Finally he could see
clearly and looked over at Katherine. She was still sleeping, the
blanket moved up everytime she breathed and floated down when she exhaled.
"Ah," he yawned. He got up and streached. Katherine moaned
and slowly opened her eyes.
"Trowa?" she asked, her voice hoarse from sleepiness and pain.
He looked up, startled and then ran to the bedside.
"Kathy, you're awake," he exclaimed. He ran a hand over her
hair and she gave a weak smile. "I was so worried about you."
"Well, I didn't die," she joked. He smiled.
"No, you didn't and I am immensly thankful for that." She shifted
and then got a serious expression on her face.
"Trowa, why do you suppose we never die, we fight suicide missions
and yet none of us ever die.
Trowa thought for a moment and then said, "I think Death pities
us. We fight for others at our mortality's expense and Death lets us
live so that one day we may have a happy life. But at the same time
Death laughs at us. When we most want to die, It spits in our face and
refuses to end the misery. Death is fickle I guess." Katherine nodded
and tears formed in her eyes.
"I hope you're right Trowa," she answered. "I don't want to die."
He nodded and wiped off the tear that was running down her cheek.
Heero and Relena
Heero awoke to the sound of feathery breathing. Relena was using
his shoulder as a pillow. They had fallen asleep on the couch during
the movie and the result was that he had a very stiff neck. He cautiously
raised his hand to rub it but ended up waking her up even though he tried
not to.
"Morning Heero," she murmered.
"Morning Lena," he affectionatly called her by the pet name he
had given her. "How about we go get some breakfast?" She nodded.
"Alright, but let me get out of my pajamas first," she said as
she got up and walked into her bedroom. She closed the door and five
min. later she was back out, hair neatly in place, makeup done, and
looking glamorous, thought Heero. He himself didn't bother to comb his
hair cause he liked the way it fell when it wasn't brushed. They walked
out to the cafeteria to grab something to eat.
When they arrived they thought that a tornado must have gone
through it. Looking around to find Duo or Hilde, Heero and Relena were
suprised to see Quatre and Dorothy fast asleep on two of the tables.
"Well, thats something you don't see everyday," commented Relena.
Duo and Hilde walked in about then and gasped at the mess.
"We didn't come in here last night did we," Duo asked Hilde.
She shook her head and laughed.
"No, I think it was them," she said pointing to Quatre and Dorothy.
Duo smirked.
"Jeez, Quatre outdid me on worst mess," he laughed. Relena and
Heero joined in and soon the cafeteria echoed with laughter once again.
Hearing the commotion, Quatre and Dorothy woke up. They looked around
and saw the mess, then they saw the others.
Grinning sheepishly Quatre offered, "we umm, redecorated." Wufei
and Sally walked in and were too busy talking that they didn't notice
the popcorn until too late. With a huge thud they both slipped and landed
with a splat on the floor.
"Duo," glared Wufei dangerously.
"It wasn't me, it was Quatre and Dorothy," panicked Duo. He didn't
like the tone of Wufei's voice. Sally started laughing and much to
everyones relief Wufei joined in. After they had cleared away some of
the food all of them sat together and joked as they ate their breakfast.
A couple weeks went by and the PFF made no attacks. Katherine
slowly reciprocated and was finally well enough to pilot again. She
and Trowa were always seen together. Her brush with death had brought
them closer than ever. Things were peaceful and the teens tried to act
as normal as they could.
Then one day the alarm rang once again through the hall, echoing]
off the corridors and to the pilots ears. The announcement came," White
Wing Team we are under attack, get to your Gundams."
From wherever they were in the building the Gundams rushed to
the holding dock. They climbed inside their Gundams and blasted off to
where the PFF dolls were being dropped from. They destroyed as many as
they could while they were still vulnerable from being dropped. But
they couldn't get them all. Within moments each Gundam was locked into
a battle with a the dolls. Then out of nowhere came four grey shining
Gundams.
"We are the Futile Elite," came an announcement from one of the
suits. Soon the Wing Zero, Dorado, Shenlong, and Heavyarms were locked
in battle with one of the bleak colored Gundams. The rest took care of
wiping out the mobile dolls.
The eight Gundams circled around each other, each trying to figure
out how strong their opponent was. Then the first move was made. Dorado
whipped out its sword. It swiped and was barely parried off by the other
suits sword. They began combat.
"They're very strong," gasped Dorothy from the Dorado. She was
using all her strength yet she couldn't get the other Gundams sword to
budge. Noting the strength, Heero launched his own attack at the Gundam
he was facing. Beam sword in hand, he scraped the metal of the Elite
suit. The owner however didn't even move. The only damage was a scratch
on the metal. Frustrated Heero lunged again. Once again, the Gundam
didn't move and the only result was a scratch.
Shenlong and Heavyarms were having similar problems, no matter
what they did to the other suit, only a scratch appeared. Noin glanced
over from where she was fighting in Epyon and noticed the struggle.
Not believing her eyes, she blinked. But they were still there, the most
powerful suit she and Zechs had ever created. The Gundanium Elite.
"Heero, Dorothy, Wufei, and Trowa, get out of there, those are
the most powerful suits existing today. They are Gundanium Elites, they
have no weaknesses!"
"No suit is perfect Noin, surely they have one weak point."
"Zechs and I designed them, they were too perfect that I didn't
think they would be able to be built."
"Noin, you designed them, then you should know the weak points,
think about it," yelled Trowa.
"They don't, I can't remember," she stammered.
"Well please try, I don't feel like dying today." As Heero spoke
the suit attacked. It was all Heero could do to block the suit. The
"Perfect Soldier" was weaker than another. The suit lunged again and
again finally Heero couldn't block it and his beam sword was sliced off.
The wires sizzled and sparked, malfunctioning the suit.
"Noin, please remember, Heero needs help," yelled Relena desperatly.
"I got it, they have a weak point on the left heel, we designed
an Achilles Heel in case they ever got into the wrong hands!"
"Thank-you Noin," shouted Heero and with his beam cannon, he took
aim at the heel. The pilot of the mobile suit didn't expect this and
made no move to block it. As the suit slowly started to blow up he
screamed.
"Milliardo, you said it was perfect and I was, YOU LIED!" Then
the suit finished blowing up, it lit up the sky in a great ball of fire.
The other pilots started to work on the rest of the Elite. Dorothy
swirled Dorado around and drew a dagger out of her other hand. It bit
into the metal of the heel and the Gundam started to blow up also.
Trowa and heavy arms shot a barrage of bullets and by luck one
glanced off the insided leg of the Elite and hit its heel. The sounds
of it blowing up filled his cockpit.
Wufei shot his dragon out and it grabbed onto the shoulder of
the Elite, but forgetting that it would only scratch, it flew off. The
Elite, seeing its escape blasted off towards the headquarters where it
had been sent from. Wufei and the others blasted off and they joined
the others in destroying the remaining mobile dolls. The fight finally
ended and they flew wearily to the Preventer base.
"Well, that was once heck of a battle," shouted Dorothy as she
jumped out of her suit. She landed on the platform where the others
were waiting. The Gundams were already starting to be repaired and Lady
Une approached them.
"Noin, do you have the plans for those suits?"
"Yes," she answered.
"May we have them, we want to make the upgrade to all of your
Gundams?"
"Of course, follow me and I will give them to you," she replied
and the two walked off to go get the plans.
Meanwhile the others crowded around Wufei.
"Wufei, how could you let that guy get away," demanded Hilde.
Wufei chuckled and replied, "I did it on purpose."
"WHAT!" everyone screamed.
"I had a transmitter attached to the dragon hand for occasions
such as this and I put it on the Elite. All I have to do now is check
my computer and I will know exactly where they are located."
"Oh, genius Wufei, really," gushed Duo.
"Stop sucking up Maxwell," replied Wufei.
Meanwhile at the PFF base
"Please call the remaining survivor of the Elite in here please,"
demanded a Milliardo Peacecraft.
"Yes sir," replied a soldier and he rushed out to fulfill the
order. Within moments a very bedraggled soldier walked in.
"Yes, sir?" he asked.
"I have a question," cooly replied Milliardo. The soldier looked
at him puzzled.
"Do you know what they found on your Gundam Elite," Milliardo
asked fiercly.
"No sir, I don't," replied the frightened soldier.
"They found this," said Milliardo, he held up a small blinking
box. "This is a transmitter placed on your suit from the Shenlong.
Since you are responsible for them knowing where we are, I'm afraid you
will have to die." He stood up and pulled out a gun. Aiming he pulled
the trigger. A shot rang over and the soldier recoiled backwards.
"Nooo," he gasped. He placed his hand over the wound that blood
poured forth from. Then his world went black. The last thing he heard
was a light rich laugh that echoed him straight down to hell.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.
Well what did you think? I will accept any flames except those on my
character pairings. Please people, send in your reviews, I need to know
how I am doing. Email me at kairosdreamer@aol.com if you don't like
using the fanfic.net review box. Thanks! Ja Ne!
Trowa slowly opened his eyes. The harsh glow of a lamp filled
them and he tightly closed them again. He felt oddly rested and
wondered how long he had been sleeping. Opening his eyes once more he
blinked as the bright light invaded once again. Finally he could see
clearly and looked over at Katherine. She was still sleeping, the
blanket moved up everytime she breathed and floated down when she exhaled.
"Ah," he yawned. He got up and streached. Katherine moaned
and slowly opened her eyes.
"Trowa?" she asked, her voice hoarse from sleepiness and pain.
He looked up, startled and then ran to the bedside.
"Kathy, you're awake," he exclaimed. He ran a hand over her
hair and she gave a weak smile. "I was so worried about you."
"Well, I didn't die," she joked. He smiled.
"No, you didn't and I am immensly thankful for that." She shifted
and then got a serious expression on her face.
"Trowa, why do you suppose we never die, we fight suicide missions
and yet none of us ever die.
Trowa thought for a moment and then said, "I think Death pities
us. We fight for others at our mortality's expense and Death lets us
live so that one day we may have a happy life. But at the same time
Death laughs at us. When we most want to die, It spits in our face and
refuses to end the misery. Death is fickle I guess." Katherine nodded
and tears formed in her eyes.
"I hope you're right Trowa," she answered. "I don't want to die."
He nodded and wiped off the tear that was running down her cheek.
Heero and Relena
Heero awoke to the sound of feathery breathing. Relena was using
his shoulder as a pillow. They had fallen asleep on the couch during
the movie and the result was that he had a very stiff neck. He cautiously
raised his hand to rub it but ended up waking her up even though he tried
not to.
"Morning Heero," she murmered.
"Morning Lena," he affectionatly called her by the pet name he
had given her. "How about we go get some breakfast?" She nodded.
"Alright, but let me get out of my pajamas first," she said as
she got up and walked into her bedroom. She closed the door and five
min. later she was back out, hair neatly in place, makeup done, and
looking glamorous, thought Heero. He himself didn't bother to comb his
hair cause he liked the way it fell when it wasn't brushed. They walked
out to the cafeteria to grab something to eat.
When they arrived they thought that a tornado must have gone
through it. Looking around to find Duo or Hilde, Heero and Relena were
suprised to see Quatre and Dorothy fast asleep on two of the tables.
"Well, thats something you don't see everyday," commented Relena.
Duo and Hilde walked in about then and gasped at the mess.
"We didn't come in here last night did we," Duo asked Hilde.
She shook her head and laughed.
"No, I think it was them," she said pointing to Quatre and Dorothy.
Duo smirked.
"Jeez, Quatre outdid me on worst mess," he laughed. Relena and
Heero joined in and soon the cafeteria echoed with laughter once again.
Hearing the commotion, Quatre and Dorothy woke up. They looked around
and saw the mess, then they saw the others.
Grinning sheepishly Quatre offered, "we umm, redecorated." Wufei
and Sally walked in and were too busy talking that they didn't notice
the popcorn until too late. With a huge thud they both slipped and landed
with a splat on the floor.
"Duo," glared Wufei dangerously.
"It wasn't me, it was Quatre and Dorothy," panicked Duo. He didn't
like the tone of Wufei's voice. Sally started laughing and much to
everyones relief Wufei joined in. After they had cleared away some of
the food all of them sat together and joked as they ate their breakfast.
A couple weeks went by and the PFF made no attacks. Katherine
slowly reciprocated and was finally well enough to pilot again. She
and Trowa were always seen together. Her brush with death had brought
them closer than ever. Things were peaceful and the teens tried to act
as normal as they could.
Then one day the alarm rang once again through the hall, echoing]
off the corridors and to the pilots ears. The announcement came," White
Wing Team we are under attack, get to your Gundams."
From wherever they were in the building the Gundams rushed to
the holding dock. They climbed inside their Gundams and blasted off to
where the PFF dolls were being dropped from. They destroyed as many as
they could while they were still vulnerable from being dropped. But
they couldn't get them all. Within moments each Gundam was locked into
a battle with a the dolls. Then out of nowhere came four grey shining
Gundams.
"We are the Futile Elite," came an announcement from one of the
suits. Soon the Wing Zero, Dorado, Shenlong, and Heavyarms were locked
in battle with one of the bleak colored Gundams. The rest took care of
wiping out the mobile dolls.
The eight Gundams circled around each other, each trying to figure
out how strong their opponent was. Then the first move was made. Dorado
whipped out its sword. It swiped and was barely parried off by the other
suits sword. They began combat.
"They're very strong," gasped Dorothy from the Dorado. She was
using all her strength yet she couldn't get the other Gundams sword to
budge. Noting the strength, Heero launched his own attack at the Gundam
he was facing. Beam sword in hand, he scraped the metal of the Elite
suit. The owner however didn't even move. The only damage was a scratch
on the metal. Frustrated Heero lunged again. Once again, the Gundam
didn't move and the only result was a scratch.
Shenlong and Heavyarms were having similar problems, no matter
what they did to the other suit, only a scratch appeared. Noin glanced
over from where she was fighting in Epyon and noticed the struggle.
Not believing her eyes, she blinked. But they were still there, the most
powerful suit she and Zechs had ever created. The Gundanium Elite.
"Heero, Dorothy, Wufei, and Trowa, get out of there, those are
the most powerful suits existing today. They are Gundanium Elites, they
have no weaknesses!"
"No suit is perfect Noin, surely they have one weak point."
"Zechs and I designed them, they were too perfect that I didn't
think they would be able to be built."
"Noin, you designed them, then you should know the weak points,
think about it," yelled Trowa.
"They don't, I can't remember," she stammered.
"Well please try, I don't feel like dying today." As Heero spoke
the suit attacked. It was all Heero could do to block the suit. The
"Perfect Soldier" was weaker than another. The suit lunged again and
again finally Heero couldn't block it and his beam sword was sliced off.
The wires sizzled and sparked, malfunctioning the suit.
"Noin, please remember, Heero needs help," yelled Relena desperatly.
"I got it, they have a weak point on the left heel, we designed
an Achilles Heel in case they ever got into the wrong hands!"
"Thank-you Noin," shouted Heero and with his beam cannon, he took
aim at the heel. The pilot of the mobile suit didn't expect this and
made no move to block it. As the suit slowly started to blow up he
screamed.
"Milliardo, you said it was perfect and I was, YOU LIED!" Then
the suit finished blowing up, it lit up the sky in a great ball of fire.
The other pilots started to work on the rest of the Elite. Dorothy
swirled Dorado around and drew a dagger out of her other hand. It bit
into the metal of the heel and the Gundam started to blow up also.
Trowa and heavy arms shot a barrage of bullets and by luck one
glanced off the insided leg of the Elite and hit its heel. The sounds
of it blowing up filled his cockpit.
Wufei shot his dragon out and it grabbed onto the shoulder of
the Elite, but forgetting that it would only scratch, it flew off. The
Elite, seeing its escape blasted off towards the headquarters where it
had been sent from. Wufei and the others blasted off and they joined
the others in destroying the remaining mobile dolls. The fight finally
ended and they flew wearily to the Preventer base.
"Well, that was once heck of a battle," shouted Dorothy as she
jumped out of her suit. She landed on the platform where the others
were waiting. The Gundams were already starting to be repaired and Lady
Une approached them.
"Noin, do you have the plans for those suits?"
"Yes," she answered.
"May we have them, we want to make the upgrade to all of your
Gundams?"
"Of course, follow me and I will give them to you," she replied
and the two walked off to go get the plans.
Meanwhile the others crowded around Wufei.
"Wufei, how could you let that guy get away," demanded Hilde.
Wufei chuckled and replied, "I did it on purpose."
"WHAT!" everyone screamed.
"I had a transmitter attached to the dragon hand for occasions
such as this and I put it on the Elite. All I have to do now is check
my computer and I will know exactly where they are located."
"Oh, genius Wufei, really," gushed Duo.
"Stop sucking up Maxwell," replied Wufei.
Meanwhile at the PFF base
"Please call the remaining survivor of the Elite in here please,"
demanded a Milliardo Peacecraft.
"Yes sir," replied a soldier and he rushed out to fulfill the
order. Within moments a very bedraggled soldier walked in.
"Yes, sir?" he asked.
"I have a question," cooly replied Milliardo. The soldier looked
at him puzzled.
"Do you know what they found on your Gundam Elite," Milliardo
asked fiercly.
"No sir, I don't," replied the frightened soldier.
"They found this," said Milliardo, he held up a small blinking
box. "This is a transmitter placed on your suit from the Shenlong.
Since you are responsible for them knowing where we are, I'm afraid you
will have to die." He stood up and pulled out a gun. Aiming he pulled
the trigger. A shot rang over and the soldier recoiled backwards.
"Nooo," he gasped. He placed his hand over the wound that blood
poured forth from. Then his world went black. The last thing he heard
was a light rich laugh that echoed him straight down to hell.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.
Well what did you think? I will accept any flames except those on my
character pairings. Please people, send in your reviews, I need to know
how I am doing. Email me at kairosdreamer@aol.com if you don't like
using the fanfic.net review box. Thanks! Ja Ne!