Hey everyone alright this is my b-day present to all of you. My b-day is the 21 of Dec. Actually this is also the last part of the sixth pilot. After this it's going to be called A New Beginning or A New Life I can't decide which one to use. You know what this reminds me of, you know how some books are split into different sections and there is like lots of chapters in each section well I think that's how this story is. You know it's like the first section is Untitled, second section The sixth pilot, and third section is one of those titles I said b4. Hey umm give me some input on which title you think will be better well n e ways on with the story. O and lets just pretend that I own gw since it's my b-day j/k o(o.O)o we all know I don't own it. O and guess what I got the gundam books in Chinese. There's like 3 of them and then the endless waltz book.
Trowa woke up with a major hangover. What happened yesterday?, he thought groggily. Catherine came into the room. She smiled when she saw her brother awake. "So you finally decided to get up." She said. She set down the tray she was carrying and lifted a cup to his mouth. "Drink this. It's supposed to work miracles with hangovers." Trowa quickly swallowed it and after a few minutes he felt his major headache receding a little. "So what happened yesterday?" he asked curiously trying to remember. "From what I heard you came home drunk with 2 prostitutes." Catherine replied. Trowa paled slightly. "Did I …" Catherine shook her head. "Heero threw them out." She replied. Trowa tried to remember through his fogged memory. "O no Jess! Where is she did she come home?" He asked anxiously, as he remembered his conversation with her the previous night, and winced as he remembered telling her that he didn't want to see her again. Catherine nodded but her expression was grim. "Why don't you come with me." She said a bit grimly. Trowa nodded, wondering what had happened, and stumbled to his feet. Catherine caught his arm before he fell. She led him down the hall and to Jess's room. "What the?!!" he asked worriedly as he saw Jess's beat up and unconscious form lying on the bed. "We don't know. Some guy brought her home like this yesterday." Catherine replied sadly.
Heero woke up to two voices conversing. He had come back to Jess's room to watch over her because he couldn't seem to sleep in his own room. He cautiously opened his eyes. They snapped open as they caught sight of Trowa. He hastily got up and slammed Trowa into the wall. "Heero what the?!" Trowa asked bewildered. He hadn't even seen Heero in the room. "Where were you last night and why weren't you with Jess!" He asked through clenched teeth. "Umm well umm I kind of left her at the
park—" his answer was cut off by Heero pounding him into the wall. "You what!!!! How could you leave her at that time of night!! She didn't have a gun or n e protection at all you stupid bastard!" Heero yelled. Catherine and Trowa looked bewildered they had never seen the unemotional pilot so riled before. Trowa winced as Heero grounded him into the wall even harder. Since Heero's hand was around his neck he was starting to have trouble breathing. He tried to push Heero away but found that the other pilot was too strong. Suddenly he felt the hands pull away and he slumped to the ground.
"Yo Heero leave some for us too." Duo complained while trying to hold Heero back. "Let me go you braided baka before I kill you too!" Heero yelled struggling to get out of the American pilot's hold. Quatre and Wufei were there too trying to hold the perfect soldier down. Relena came in and shoved some pills down Heero's throat. "There. He ought to calm down in a few minutes." She said. The other girls filed in and sat down in the chairs. After a few minutes Heero stopped struggling and even calmed down so that he was back to his old non-emotional voice. Duo and the other pilots reluctantly let go of him, still watching him warily for any sudden berserk attacks.
"So Trowa what happened last night. To the best of our knowledge you were suppose to accompany Jess all night." Relena said smoothly. "I don't want to talk about it." He replied abruptly. Trowa stood up and made for the door. It shut smoothly as Hilde kicked it. "No I don't think so. We trusted Jess into your hands yesterday and we're partially responsible for what happened and we want to know what." She replied coldly. Trowa's gaze swept over all of them carefully trying to judge what their reactions would be if he told them the truth. His eye caught on an unfamiliar man in the room. "Who's this?" he asked pointing to the man. "O actually we never caught your name Mister…?" Relena asked. "It's Taylor. James Taylor." The stranger replied. "He's the one who brought Jess home yesterday and saved her." Quatre said. "O really?" Trowa said raising an eyebrow. The man blushed. "It wasn't really that much of a save I just fired my gun and those bums scattered basically well a couple wanted to fight but they weren't too hard." "And where did you get the gun?" Duo inquired. "I used to be a soldier." James replied. "O." was all the response he got.
"Well we've all heard James's story yesterday but we have yet to hear yours Trowa." Heero said. "I told you I don't want to talk about it." Trowa replied shortly and opened the door and walked out. "He's hiding something and I'm going to find out what." Heero said stoically but a trace of determination glinted in his eye.
Jess woke up and found herself in her room at the Peacecraft Mansion. O what happened? she thought to herself. She hurt all over. She glanced down and saw she was wrapped in bandages and had a lot of bruises. The events that had happened flooded into her mind. She glanced at her clock. It was night time and 2 days from which she had last remembered. Woah I was out for two days? She thought surprised. She recalled what Trowa had said and tears started running down her cheek, staining her pillow. "I gotta get out of here." She said out loud to herself. She cautiously stood up. She swayed a bit but steadied herself by gripping the posts of the bed. Jess walked over to the bathroom and ripped off her bandages and examined her wounds. Most of them had healed and scars were left but even those would heal in time. Jess quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She grabbed a duffel bag and stuffed some of her clothes and her valuables in them. Lastly she grabbed her secret stash of money that she hid under her bed. There was about 10 grand in there and much more in her bank account. (remember her dad has like all that money and stuff you know they have a mansion) Quietly so that she wouldn't alert any light-sleeping pilots she slipped out the door of her room onto the balcony and shinnied down the tree that hung over the side.
"Jess Jess are you awake?" Dorothy asked coming inside. She saw an empty bed and a messy room that looked like someone had made a hasty get away. "You guys everyone wake up!" she yelled. Everyone woke up and came rushing to Jess's room. "What?" Heero asked as he burst into the room. "Jess is gone!" Dorothy cried frantically pointing at the empty bed. "WHAT!!" The pilots cried. Trowa stood quietly in the doorway, a single tear running down his cheek before he turned to leave, to leave the pilots and everyone forever. A single thought ran through his mind. I'm sorry Jess.
1 year later a beautiful young woman in her early 20's walked down the streets of New York. She had brown hair with blond streaks, green eyes, and was wearing a chic new designer outfit. "Mizu is that you?" a man called out to her. She turned to that voice. "Yes what is it?" she asked. The man, one of her close friends and her agent, replied. "You've been nominated for Ms. America and on top of that a new brand wants you to model their stuff this Friday." She pulled off her sunglasses and polished them with her sleeve. "Ok."
Alright I know kinda short. It was only 3 pages but it's like 11:55 pm here and so I just finished the story before my b-day is over well at least here in HK. In the U.S. it's like what afternoon right now? Well n e ways I used the name Mizu because my friend SuperSpazMizu had her b-day a day b4 mine. That's the 20. Well ne ways hope you enjoyed the story and read my next part. Actually I decided to end it because I thought it to end here well I came up with the idea today but also I kinda got sick of seeing the sixth pilot everywhere on my statistics screen. There were way too many. Well please tell me which title I should use, "A New Life" or "A New Beginning" or something else. Well see ya I going to sleep o and you know what I haven't had time to read any fanfics and now I have like 800+ to read. *weep poor me. O well. O and I just found out that I can get on the net but it kinda expensive. O well my dad payin n e ways. My next story I'll try to have out Christmas day if I can. Either your Christmas day or my Christmas day which would be your Christmas eve. Kinda confusing but o well. ~ja ne