She blinked her dark, green eyes, and then, slowly, they narrowed. "What...what
on Earth?" She looked up and glared at what lied beneath the stairway. Quatre
swallowed hard, as he drew closer to the wall "Who are you? I don't remember
giving any orders for someone to come down here."
"Well, I, uh..."
"Show me your ID!" Quatre pulled out an ID from his pocket, which he found
with the guard he had encountered earlier. After Quatre tossed it to her.
Lantanna looked at the information, and her lips twitched upward, ever so
slightly. Then, all of the sudden, the room was filled with a woman's laughter,
as it bounced off of the concrete walls. "You dare show me this ID? It's not
even your picture!" Duo looked over at Quatre, with a surprised look in his
eyes.
Lantanna stomped up the stairs, and opened up the door. "Guards! Guards!"
"Ooh, boy," muttered Duo, "we're in for it now." Heero glared daggers at
Quatre.
"What? Do you seriously expect me have a fake ID on such short notice?"
"He is right, Heero. If you had actually made a plan, this would have gone
a whole lot smoother."
"Shut up, baka!" snapped Heero. "You should be grateful I even bothered to
save you!" Duo looked slightly hurt for a moment, but all signs of that
disappeared from his face.
"Well, sorry!" Duo grimaced, as he looked around the room. "I suppose you
were our last chance of escape, huh, Quatre?"
"We'll discuss that later," muttered Quatre as two guards came walking down
the stairs.
"Miss Lantanna, is this the one?" Inquired one of the tall guards, as he
pointed to Quatre. Lantanna stepped past them.
"Yes, take him away. I think it would be best if Joseph dealt with him
personally." The two guards nodded, and pointed their pistols at Quatre. "I
think it would be wise if you came with us, young man." Quatre nodded, as he
walked towards the three.
At least I managed to contact the others. That's the most important thing.
It doesn't matter what happens to me...just as long as the others escape safely,
he thought to himself, as he walked up the stairs, and out of the basement. The
only thing the others could do was watch.
So what were they to do now? It was three in the morning, so Heero and Duo
both decided it would be best if they went to sleep. There was nothing they
could do for Quatre at that moment, unless they went through the vent, and
looked around to find him. The decided against it, though, because the security
was more than likely doubled. "I wonder how the others will manage to find
explosives this early in the morning?" Whispered Duo, as he laid himself down in
the corner.
"I'm sure Trowa and WuFei are capable of finding some," muttered Heero, as
he also laid himself down, on the cold, hard, floor. "Or, they may just wait
until morning."
"Morning?!" Exclaimed Duo. "We don't have that much time! Who knows...they
may be planning to execute us, even as we speak!" Heero turned over to face the
wall.
"I seriously doubt that. We're too valuable. The won't kill us...yet."
Meanwhile, Joseph Opelt sat in the library, reading a rather large book
about the history of the military. He was so absorbed in the book, he didn't
even notice Lantanna walk in. "Joseph, we have a problem." The red-haired
colonel looked up from his book.
"What is it, Lantanna?"
"Someone broke into the basement. Fortunately, we caught him before he did
any damage." Opelt slowly put down the book.
"I see. Do you have any idea of who he is?"
"He may be a gundam pilot, but we're not sure yet." Opelt raised an
eyebrow, as if he were interested.
"Really. I should have expected that."
"What do you suppose we should do? It's obvious they're not going to give
you the money, or your life. What you should do is kill them...all three of
them. That way, you will at least be granted your life."
"I suppose that is a good idea, but, what about the other two gundam
pilots? Surely they will avenge the death of their comrades. Even now, they may
be making preparations to hunt me down."
"Then why don't you just turn them in?"
"The way I captured them, Lantanna, it just isn't right.
It's...dishonorable. Perhaps if I had captured them in the middle of a battle,
then I would have been proud. I tricked them, Lantanna, I tricked them. How low,
and dishonorable is that? No, I can't turn them in."
"That Duo Maxwell, though, he has been quite the trouble maker."
"So I've heard. Let's give him and his friend a slight warning. Perhaps
that boy you found in the basement will be of good use to us after all..."
"You mean...?" Lantanna had a wide-eyed expression on her face.
"I'll explain later."
"I can't believe we're doing this, Barton. Yuy, and the others can take
care of themselves!" Muttered WuFei, as he followed Trowa down a dark alley.
"Shh," hissed Trowa. "Not now." Then, Trowa suddenly stopped.
"Barton..." Trowa looked at WuFei, and the Chinese was silent. Two figures
stepped out from the shadows. They walked up to the two pilots, and shook hands.
"What have you got?" Asked Trowa, to one of the figures.
"Nothing that would be useful to you," replied the tall man. "You need
something that is easy to carry, yet powerful enough to destroy a building. We
don't have anything like that." Trowa thought for a moment before he spoke.
"I'll take several smaller ones...a lot."
"Fine," replied the other man, who was slightly shorter than the other.
"Right this way." The WuFei reluctantly followed the strange two men, as the led
him and Trowa into a warehouse through a side door. What on Earth had they
gotten themselves into? The only thing in Trowa's mind, however, was the thought
of the damage this Opelt man was capable of doing.
on Earth?" She looked up and glared at what lied beneath the stairway. Quatre
swallowed hard, as he drew closer to the wall "Who are you? I don't remember
giving any orders for someone to come down here."
"Well, I, uh..."
"Show me your ID!" Quatre pulled out an ID from his pocket, which he found
with the guard he had encountered earlier. After Quatre tossed it to her.
Lantanna looked at the information, and her lips twitched upward, ever so
slightly. Then, all of the sudden, the room was filled with a woman's laughter,
as it bounced off of the concrete walls. "You dare show me this ID? It's not
even your picture!" Duo looked over at Quatre, with a surprised look in his
eyes.
Lantanna stomped up the stairs, and opened up the door. "Guards! Guards!"
"Ooh, boy," muttered Duo, "we're in for it now." Heero glared daggers at
Quatre.
"What? Do you seriously expect me have a fake ID on such short notice?"
"He is right, Heero. If you had actually made a plan, this would have gone
a whole lot smoother."
"Shut up, baka!" snapped Heero. "You should be grateful I even bothered to
save you!" Duo looked slightly hurt for a moment, but all signs of that
disappeared from his face.
"Well, sorry!" Duo grimaced, as he looked around the room. "I suppose you
were our last chance of escape, huh, Quatre?"
"We'll discuss that later," muttered Quatre as two guards came walking down
the stairs.
"Miss Lantanna, is this the one?" Inquired one of the tall guards, as he
pointed to Quatre. Lantanna stepped past them.
"Yes, take him away. I think it would be best if Joseph dealt with him
personally." The two guards nodded, and pointed their pistols at Quatre. "I
think it would be wise if you came with us, young man." Quatre nodded, as he
walked towards the three.
At least I managed to contact the others. That's the most important thing.
It doesn't matter what happens to me...just as long as the others escape safely,
he thought to himself, as he walked up the stairs, and out of the basement. The
only thing the others could do was watch.
So what were they to do now? It was three in the morning, so Heero and Duo
both decided it would be best if they went to sleep. There was nothing they
could do for Quatre at that moment, unless they went through the vent, and
looked around to find him. The decided against it, though, because the security
was more than likely doubled. "I wonder how the others will manage to find
explosives this early in the morning?" Whispered Duo, as he laid himself down in
the corner.
"I'm sure Trowa and WuFei are capable of finding some," muttered Heero, as
he also laid himself down, on the cold, hard, floor. "Or, they may just wait
until morning."
"Morning?!" Exclaimed Duo. "We don't have that much time! Who knows...they
may be planning to execute us, even as we speak!" Heero turned over to face the
wall.
"I seriously doubt that. We're too valuable. The won't kill us...yet."
Meanwhile, Joseph Opelt sat in the library, reading a rather large book
about the history of the military. He was so absorbed in the book, he didn't
even notice Lantanna walk in. "Joseph, we have a problem." The red-haired
colonel looked up from his book.
"What is it, Lantanna?"
"Someone broke into the basement. Fortunately, we caught him before he did
any damage." Opelt slowly put down the book.
"I see. Do you have any idea of who he is?"
"He may be a gundam pilot, but we're not sure yet." Opelt raised an
eyebrow, as if he were interested.
"Really. I should have expected that."
"What do you suppose we should do? It's obvious they're not going to give
you the money, or your life. What you should do is kill them...all three of
them. That way, you will at least be granted your life."
"I suppose that is a good idea, but, what about the other two gundam
pilots? Surely they will avenge the death of their comrades. Even now, they may
be making preparations to hunt me down."
"Then why don't you just turn them in?"
"The way I captured them, Lantanna, it just isn't right.
It's...dishonorable. Perhaps if I had captured them in the middle of a battle,
then I would have been proud. I tricked them, Lantanna, I tricked them. How low,
and dishonorable is that? No, I can't turn them in."
"That Duo Maxwell, though, he has been quite the trouble maker."
"So I've heard. Let's give him and his friend a slight warning. Perhaps
that boy you found in the basement will be of good use to us after all..."
"You mean...?" Lantanna had a wide-eyed expression on her face.
"I'll explain later."
"I can't believe we're doing this, Barton. Yuy, and the others can take
care of themselves!" Muttered WuFei, as he followed Trowa down a dark alley.
"Shh," hissed Trowa. "Not now." Then, Trowa suddenly stopped.
"Barton..." Trowa looked at WuFei, and the Chinese was silent. Two figures
stepped out from the shadows. They walked up to the two pilots, and shook hands.
"What have you got?" Asked Trowa, to one of the figures.
"Nothing that would be useful to you," replied the tall man. "You need
something that is easy to carry, yet powerful enough to destroy a building. We
don't have anything like that." Trowa thought for a moment before he spoke.
"I'll take several smaller ones...a lot."
"Fine," replied the other man, who was slightly shorter than the other.
"Right this way." The WuFei reluctantly followed the strange two men, as the led
him and Trowa into a warehouse through a side door. What on Earth had they
gotten themselves into? The only thing in Trowa's mind, however, was the thought
of the damage this Opelt man was capable of doing.