Hour One

Heero slipped into the "high security" building with the ease of a cat. Swiftly he made his way down the first hallway, then the second, taking their room numbers into account.

"Floor B, room 102." He muttered under his breath as he found the heavy steel door, inconspicuously labeled with a large orange biohazard symbol. "Now...I wonder what they could be keeping in here?" A wry tone slipping into his voice, and he smirked uncharacteristically.

Upon entering the room, even the steel-willed Heero Yuy found himself amazed, and his jaw dropped for a second. The chamber was cavernous, at least big enough to fit a football stadium. Judging from its mass, it must have indeed taken up most of the building. The majority of the walls were black steel, and the singular occupied corner was filled with a few desks. Papers were strewn everywhere on one of them, and on another, neat, orderly files were being held down by rectangular paperweights. Towards the back, two large cabinets caught his eye. In one, various beakers and graduated cylinders were marked with black tape. In the other cabinet, they were marked with white. The temperatures in each cabinet seemed to be fluctuating as the minutes passed.

Suddenly though, there it was in the first cabinet. A vile marked with black tape. 7887. He took it, slipped it into a small cloth bag, and was about to leave when he spotted a vile in the other cabinet...the ones with white tape. It read, "Killswitch 7887." Narrowing his eyes, he took this vile as well.

Finally, Heero turned to leave the room, and strode easily passed the tables. So many papers...so many notes. His eyes wandered across them as he walked by...but stopped dead in his tracks when he caught sight of a little scrap of paper... there were words written on it...in all caps. A name that made his head swim for a moment before he was able to gain control.

-"Note to self: RELENA DORLIAN - Vice Foreign Minister of Earth = Control Group 1. Project Purification commenced - 19:00 hours - Furies begin to move."

Heero's teeth clenched. He was uncertain. And he didn't like that feeling at all. Why was her name here? What were furies? What were they going to do to her? His mind ticked off questions darkly as he bolted towards the Leo. Once in the cockpit, he slipped the vials into a compartment just below the main left-hand monitor. And as he took off, heart cold with a new dread, he started to gather information.