Chapter
Four:
"What
do you plan on doing to us?" Quatre asked the scientists. "And
why?"
"We
plan on assassinating you. And the reason is because you are the cause of all
of the confusion with the new war, the new Oz, and the colonies," Dr. J
answered as he gave them a smirk.
"And
don't think you can get away from us, either. We have sealed all possible escape routes," Master O said.
Duo
turned to Heero, who was now hanging on the wall with the rest of them.
"The key word there was 'possible.' If they think we can't overcome the
impossible, then I guess we've come a long way since training," He
whispered. "All we need is a plan."
Trowa
turned his head, having overheard what Duo just whispered to Heero. The
scientists had gone upstairs to get a drink or something, so the pilots could
now speak loud enough to hear each other. "It would be simple to just blow
the place up. Does anyone have any explosives on them?" Trowa asked
casually.
"I
would, but they Dr. J took them from me when he noticed my pocket was
full." Wufei replied.
"I
don't have any either. Heero, don't you have any?" Duo asked, expecting a
yes.
"I
did, but the last time I saw them was on the carrier, so now they're already
blown up. Quatre obviously doesn't have any either," he said, thinking
hard about their situation.
"What's
that supposed to mean?" Quatre shot back at him. Quatre was ignored as
everyone else was desperately trying to think of a way out.
"Maybe
we could do something to get them to give us the keys to our chains," Duo
suggested.
"How
would we do that?" Trowa asked.
"We
could just get them to come near enough to us that we could take the keys from
them," Quatre joined in.
"But
the keys are over on that desk," Heero said.
"If
they come near enough to us that we can just beat them up, we can spare
ourselves some time," Wufei turned to Heero, who was between Duo and him.
"They were stupid enough to not chain our feet or legs, so we could kick
the crap out of them and have some time to come up with a plan." They were
all hanging on the wall by only the chains that clamped their hands, so his
plan would be easy, if they could just think of a way to get the scientists
near enough to them.
"We'll
just say Quatre has to go to the bathroom!" Duo suggested. "Then they'll
come over and tease him or something so he'll go in his pants. But before they
can, we'll start fighting 'em!"
"But
what if they don't buy that? I'm sure Quatre can be very convincing and all,
but we should think of a back-up plan," Trowa pointed out.
"Then
we'll just have to wait for them to come close enough so they can kill us so
that we can beat them up before they do," Heero said.
"Boy,
he really enjoys taking risks, doesn't he?" Duo asked the other three
pilots.
"I
guess. What are we gonna do with Wufei when we get outta here?" Quatre
wondered out loud. Wufei was still wearing only his boxer shorts.
"Yeah,
Wufei. I forgot to ask you earlier. Why are
you only wearing boxers, anyway?" Trowa looked suspicious.
"THE
EXPLOSION RIPPED OFF MY CLOTHING!! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, IF THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE
THINKING!!!" Wufei screamed at him.
"Whoa,
calm down, Wu-man. We were just wondering, we didn't accuse you of
anything," Duo sweatdropped.
"Ahem.
Back to the important topic," Heero reminded them. "Wufei will be
fine. It doesn't really matter what the people on this colony think of us,
anyway. What we need to worry about is how we're going to escape after we've
got these chains off."
"Couldn't
we just leave the way you came in?" Quatre asked Heero.
"They
did say they had sealed all possible entrances, but I didn't see any of them go
anywhere near that staircase after I came in, except when they went upstairs.
So that actually might work, but let's think of a back-up plan, too."
Heero responded in his usual, emotionless voice.
"How
about we take their weapons and try to shoot down a door or
something. Oh! We could use a gun to get into the vents!" Duo declared
happily. "We have our plans and back-up plans for getting out of our
chains and escaping!!" He exclaimed. Right then, as if on cue, the
scientists walked back into the room and began gathering their weaponry.
"Uh...
I have to go to the bathroom.." Quatre whined.
"That
won't matter once you're dead," one of the scientists replied.
"PLEASE
LET ME GO TO THE BATHROOM," Quatre got an extremely sad look on his face
and pouted. Dr. J walked up to him so he could pull his hair or tickle him or
something to make him go in his pants, but Trowa kicked him in the stomach
before he could.
"Come
on, Quatre. Help me!" He shouted as he tried to wriggle a kick at the
approaching Master O.
"Fine.
Take THAT!" Quatre tried to kick but he was so weak from hanging on the
wall, and his arms would most likely fall out of their sockets at any minute.
They were all basically just wiggling around until Heero finally found a way to
push himself from the wall and hit someone with his legs. The other pilots did
the same, and soon enough, the scientists were knocked out on the floor.
"How
are we going to get the key?" Duo asked between loud gasps of breath.
"The
question is, how are we going to make our escape before they wake up,"
Heero said, already having broken free from his chains and now freeing his
partners from theirs.
"What
do you mean? We already came up with a plan and a back-up plan. What is there
to worry about?" Duo asked.
"Nothing.
Because this exit works just fine, and the only people here are defenseless
seniors, so we don't have to worry at all," Trowa remarked as he lifted up
the tile at the top of the stairs.
The
Gundam boys all made it out safely, and when the scientists woke up, they were
no longer insane. They told the pilots that they were completely out of
Gundanium Alloy, but they were on the waiting list for a big shipment. So
anyway, they wouldn't be able to complete new Gundams for all five pilots until
about one to three years.
"How
are we supposed to fight a war without our Gundams?" Duo was in shock
after the scientists told them that their Gundams were completely destroyed in
the explosion.
"We
aren't." Trowa answered. "We can't possibly fight them without our
Gundams, especially since we don't have mobile suits, either. Maybe we should
just surrender."
"That
may not seem like such a bad idea now, but they'll make us pay. We'll either
have to become employees of theirs or they'll put us through some sort of
torture. I know they won't just let us quit the war," Wufei informed them.
"WHY
DID YOU GUYS HAVE TO GO AND DESTROY OUR GUNDAMS, ANYWAY?!" Duo yelled.
"We
told you at least three times already. We thought we were doing the right
thing. We thought we could get rid of you and the colonies would be safer and
better off. We don't believe that now, of course. What's important right now is
locating the leaders of Oz." Dr. J told them.
"Why
do we want to locate them?"
Quatre questioned. (That sounds kinda funny... Quatre questioned, Quatre
questioned, Quatre questioned...... sorry.)
"If
we find them, we might be able to reasonably settle this. An honorable soldier
would not take advantage of our handicap. Our being disabled is not our fault,
and they might understand that," Wufei explained.
"Then
we'll locate them with my computer," Heero pulled out his laptop and began
typing. Half an hour later, they reached an Oz C.I.B. (I made that up, but
according to me, it means Computer Information Base) Heero hacked into it and
used a fake Oz ID to locate the base to which the leaders were currently
stationed. When they were finally able to take their now burning eyes off the
computer screen, Dr. J spoke up.
"Now
all we need to do is speak to them. Your mission is to go to the Oz base in Italy and speak with the head
commanders of the new Oz foundation."
"Mission accepted." (You know who said it! The others just kinda stood there, wondering why he always said that.)