Armageddon—Chapter 1
By wing taichi
Rated PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters
Armageddon--Chapter 1
The morning newspaper headline boldly announced: Police Investigators Baffled
Sally took a long sip of coffee before continuing on with reading the article and nearly choked when she saw the name of one of her friends in the article: Trowa Barton
Quickly she re-read the article:
Police investigators received a call about 1:30 this morning reporting a disturbing message written in blood on the ceiling of Trowa Barton's apartment in L3. "The message was a possible death threat," says Officer Chou of L3 Police Force.
No clues have been found as of yet concerning who might have left the message. Perhaps the strangest factor in this case is the result of the blood analysis.
A sample of the blood that was used in the message was taken and upon careful analyzing it has been confirmed that the blood used in the message is Trowa's own blood.
If you have any information on this case, please telephone Officer Chou at 315-2169.
As she was still taking all this in a knock sounded on her door. She quickly dropped the newspaper, raced to the door and looked out the small peephole wondering who would be coming over so early in the morning.
Sally opened the door when she saw that it was Catharine.
As soon as the door was open Catharine pushed her way inside.
"What happened?" Sally inquired. "You look--" she quickly stopped herself from saying the last word, though terrible would have been the perfect adjective to describe Catharine at the moment. She looked worn, her face was pale and she looked overall as though she needed to lie down and go to sleep.
"Go ahead and say it, Sally. I know I look bad," Catharine replied.
Sally shook her head and answered: "come on, Catharine, you should sit down. Do you want some tea?"
Catharine shook her head and stated: "I'm not in the mood to be eating right now."
Sally nodded understandingly and showed Catharine to the couch before taking a seat on and overstuffed recliner across from her guest.
"So what happened?" Sally asked for the second time that morning.
"I'm sorry about barging in like this," Catharine began "but I had to tell someone."
"No, it's no problem. Just tell me what happened."
"Somebody threw this paper on my bedroom door," Catharine continued, removing the note she had received only hours ago.
Sally took it and read. It took all her strength to stop herself from crying out in alarm at what was written, but Catharine saw a fleeting glimpse of Sally's feelings in her eyes.
"What?" she wondered.
Sally shook her head and responded: "nothing."
"People don't look like that for 'nothing,'" Catharine argued.
There was a moment's hesitation before Sally sighed and questioned: "have you seen the newspapers this morning?"
Catharine shook her head and Sally handed her the article that told of Trowa finding the message written in blood.
As soon as she had finished reading it, Catharine's face paled and her hands shook uncontrollably.
Sally gave herself a mental slap. I should have known better than to show her that after seeing how worked up she is over getting that message last night, she thought.
But before anything else could happen Catharine had fainted.
~*~
"You will have two hours to complete your misson. Please begin," the professor J stated.
Heero replaced the zero system and began Wing-Zero. after he had completed the first task, his mind wandered back to the e-mails he had received. I wonder if those e-mails really meant something, he thought. Why would someone want to waste their time spamming somebody with such a strange message?
~*~
Quatre gazed out into the sunrise, enjoying the peace of the morning from his second story balcony.
He noticed a certain patch of clouds in an odd formation. He furrowed his brow and looked at it more carefully. It certainly looked strange.
In fact, it looked like a funnel.
A…Funnel…? he thought. The cloud slowly stretched until it looked as though it was touching the ground and Quatre gasped as realization hit him: a tornado.
He'd never experienced a tornado in real life, but he knew that he had to get down to the basement of the apartment building with his people. He took another look at the funnel shaped wind cloud before racing inside and shouting: "People! We've got to get the basement quickly!"
~*~
Noin was watching the morning news as she ran a comb through her hair. Well, technically, you couldn't exactly call it watching. More like listening to bits and pieces here and there.
But then the broadcast was suddenly cut off by a high-pitched constant beep and an announcer's voice stated in that disturbingly calm voice: "this is a tornado alert. Please get to the nearest basement or underground enclosure as soon as possible."
That sure got Noin's attention. He stared at the TV wide-eyed for a moment before racing from his apartment.
Sally's apartment was just across from his and he knocked on the door. A few seconds later Sally opened the door.
Before she could say anything Noin urgently stated: "we've got to get to the basement. Now."
"Just a second," Sally argued. "What's going on?"
"Tornado."
"How--"
"Just go!"
Sally paused and replied: "Catharine's here. She's unconscious."
Noin pushed past Sally, shouted: "just go" and picked up Catharine.
He then ran down the hall to Duo's apartment and knocked on the door.
"Noin, what is it?" Duo muttered. "I just got back to sleep because some space case called me in the middle of the night--"
"Save it for later, Duo," Noin muttered. "Get down to the basement. Now."
"Hey, wait a minute. What's going on? Why are you carrying Catharine around?"
"No time! Just get down there!"
Duo narrowed his eyes but left his apartment.
Noin followed him still carrying Catharine. As he reached the stairs to the basement an odd noise came to his ears.
It sounded like a sucking noise and he realized it was the water faucets.
But then he was closing the door and stumbling down the stairs.
Two minutes later all hell broke loose above their heads…
Authors note: Better Stuff coming, please give me at lease two reviews.
By wing taichi
Rated PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters
Armageddon--Chapter 1
The morning newspaper headline boldly announced: Police Investigators Baffled
Sally took a long sip of coffee before continuing on with reading the article and nearly choked when she saw the name of one of her friends in the article: Trowa Barton
Quickly she re-read the article:
Police investigators received a call about 1:30 this morning reporting a disturbing message written in blood on the ceiling of Trowa Barton's apartment in L3. "The message was a possible death threat," says Officer Chou of L3 Police Force.
No clues have been found as of yet concerning who might have left the message. Perhaps the strangest factor in this case is the result of the blood analysis.
A sample of the blood that was used in the message was taken and upon careful analyzing it has been confirmed that the blood used in the message is Trowa's own blood.
If you have any information on this case, please telephone Officer Chou at 315-2169.
As she was still taking all this in a knock sounded on her door. She quickly dropped the newspaper, raced to the door and looked out the small peephole wondering who would be coming over so early in the morning.
Sally opened the door when she saw that it was Catharine.
As soon as the door was open Catharine pushed her way inside.
"What happened?" Sally inquired. "You look--" she quickly stopped herself from saying the last word, though terrible would have been the perfect adjective to describe Catharine at the moment. She looked worn, her face was pale and she looked overall as though she needed to lie down and go to sleep.
"Go ahead and say it, Sally. I know I look bad," Catharine replied.
Sally shook her head and answered: "come on, Catharine, you should sit down. Do you want some tea?"
Catharine shook her head and stated: "I'm not in the mood to be eating right now."
Sally nodded understandingly and showed Catharine to the couch before taking a seat on and overstuffed recliner across from her guest.
"So what happened?" Sally asked for the second time that morning.
"I'm sorry about barging in like this," Catharine began "but I had to tell someone."
"No, it's no problem. Just tell me what happened."
"Somebody threw this paper on my bedroom door," Catharine continued, removing the note she had received only hours ago.
Sally took it and read. It took all her strength to stop herself from crying out in alarm at what was written, but Catharine saw a fleeting glimpse of Sally's feelings in her eyes.
"What?" she wondered.
Sally shook her head and responded: "nothing."
"People don't look like that for 'nothing,'" Catharine argued.
There was a moment's hesitation before Sally sighed and questioned: "have you seen the newspapers this morning?"
Catharine shook her head and Sally handed her the article that told of Trowa finding the message written in blood.
As soon as she had finished reading it, Catharine's face paled and her hands shook uncontrollably.
Sally gave herself a mental slap. I should have known better than to show her that after seeing how worked up she is over getting that message last night, she thought.
But before anything else could happen Catharine had fainted.
~*~
"You will have two hours to complete your misson. Please begin," the professor J stated.
Heero replaced the zero system and began Wing-Zero. after he had completed the first task, his mind wandered back to the e-mails he had received. I wonder if those e-mails really meant something, he thought. Why would someone want to waste their time spamming somebody with such a strange message?
~*~
Quatre gazed out into the sunrise, enjoying the peace of the morning from his second story balcony.
He noticed a certain patch of clouds in an odd formation. He furrowed his brow and looked at it more carefully. It certainly looked strange.
In fact, it looked like a funnel.
A…Funnel…? he thought. The cloud slowly stretched until it looked as though it was touching the ground and Quatre gasped as realization hit him: a tornado.
He'd never experienced a tornado in real life, but he knew that he had to get down to the basement of the apartment building with his people. He took another look at the funnel shaped wind cloud before racing inside and shouting: "People! We've got to get the basement quickly!"
~*~
Noin was watching the morning news as she ran a comb through her hair. Well, technically, you couldn't exactly call it watching. More like listening to bits and pieces here and there.
But then the broadcast was suddenly cut off by a high-pitched constant beep and an announcer's voice stated in that disturbingly calm voice: "this is a tornado alert. Please get to the nearest basement or underground enclosure as soon as possible."
That sure got Noin's attention. He stared at the TV wide-eyed for a moment before racing from his apartment.
Sally's apartment was just across from his and he knocked on the door. A few seconds later Sally opened the door.
Before she could say anything Noin urgently stated: "we've got to get to the basement. Now."
"Just a second," Sally argued. "What's going on?"
"Tornado."
"How--"
"Just go!"
Sally paused and replied: "Catharine's here. She's unconscious."
Noin pushed past Sally, shouted: "just go" and picked up Catharine.
He then ran down the hall to Duo's apartment and knocked on the door.
"Noin, what is it?" Duo muttered. "I just got back to sleep because some space case called me in the middle of the night--"
"Save it for later, Duo," Noin muttered. "Get down to the basement. Now."
"Hey, wait a minute. What's going on? Why are you carrying Catharine around?"
"No time! Just get down there!"
Duo narrowed his eyes but left his apartment.
Noin followed him still carrying Catharine. As he reached the stairs to the basement an odd noise came to his ears.
It sounded like a sucking noise and he realized it was the water faucets.
But then he was closing the door and stumbling down the stairs.
Two minutes later all hell broke loose above their heads…
Authors note: Better Stuff coming, please give me at lease two reviews.