You Are Not Forgotten Part 3
Gundam Wing Style
Brrring...
Brrring...
Brrring...
Relena growled to herself as she reluctantly pulled herself from her sleep. She searched blindly through the dark room until her hand came down upon the ringing phone. Stifling a yawn, she lifted it and pulled the receiver to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Hello Relena."
Relena froze. Her fingers uncurled, letting the receiver bounce softly onto her downy bed. She stared into the darkness, her eyes wide. The voice came from the phone again and again until she finally moved to pick it up.
"W...who is this?"
"Like you don't know."
She moved her mouth, saying the voices name but no sound came out. Yes, it was true. She knew who was now speaking to her but she didn't wanted to believe it. Maybe if she just didn't say anything the voice would go away. And she'd wake up.
"It's Heero Yuy." No such luck. The name was spoken by the man himself.
"Hello... He.. heero." His name was now foreign on her tongue. It had been so long since she had spoken to.. Heero.
"Yes, we've already said hello. Has Lady Une spoken to you?"
Relena didn't know what to say. She had to find Mariemaia! She had to find Milliardo! But it was so late.. they were all asleep.
"I see, she has." It was just like Heero to know everything. "I'm sure you want to know why I'm speaking to you right now." Relena nodded and even though Heero couldn't see it he continued. "The colonies 0107 and 1116 would like to make an offer."
"What.. what is it?"
"Fifty-seven POWs for four billion. Is that a fair deal for you, Relena? Relena?"
Relena dropped the phone. She stumbled from her bed and raced out into the hall. Flipping the switch to the light the hall, the Vice Foreign Minister then dashed to her elder brothers chamber.
"Milliardo! Milliardo! Wake up!"
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"Well? What did she say, Heero?" Duo leaned against the wall, watching his friend intently. Refel and a few other men stood behind them, keeping an eye on the two prisoners.
"She's.. she's checking." Heero said as he patiently waited for Relena to return to the phone.
"Yes!" Duo clapped his hands. He grinned at Refel. "Do you see that? We're going home!"
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"Mrf.. what is it?" Milliardo shielded his eyes to the harsh light that Relena just let into his room. He rolled away from Noin, who remained sleeping.
"Heero! Heero's on the phone!"
"What?" Milliardo's voice came out like a hiss, sharp and dangerous. "Lower your voice, you idiot." He growled, sliding out of his bed. He stepped over to Relena and shoved her back into the hall. After glancing back to Noin, he then stepped out himself and closed the door behind him. Milliardo marched down the hall, to his sisters room, not even waiting for Relena to get out of the fallen position he had pushed her into.
"Hello, this is Milliardo. Heero is that you?"
Heero had seen this coming. No surprise flashed through him as he heard the masculine voice float into the receiver. "Yes, it's Heero."
"Why are you calling here?" Milliardo glanced over to his sister who was nervously pacing the room. He mouthed to her silently, "Don't worry." But she couldn't stop pacing.
"The colonies of 0107 and 1116 want me to tell you of their offer. They will give you 57 POWs for four billion dollars."
"Is this a genuine offer? Four billion for only fifty-seven?"
"Yes, would you like to speak with some of the leaders themselves?"
"Of course."
Heero sighed. He motioned for Refel who stepped over and took the phone from the pilots hands. Refel held it to his ear and then spoke, his voice raspy, "Hello, this is Refel. Representative from the colony 1116."
"Hello, Refel. This is Milliardo Peacecraft, brother of the Vice Foreign Minister. What is this about an offer?"
"Yes, fifty-seven for four billion. We'll send you the papers if you would like. The colonies of 1116 and 0107 are getting quite tired of holding onto these prisoners."
"I see. So this offer is genuine. Well, thank you for clearing that up." Milliardo then hung up the phone. He smiled over to Relena. "No need to worry, Relena. Get back to bed. I'll see you tomorrow morning." The two embraced and then went their separate ways. But oh, how one forgets that walls have ears.
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Refel blinked before slowly hanging up the phone himself. "They ignored the offer. Take the two prisoners back to their cells."
"What?! No! That can't be true! No!" Duo struggled against the men who grabbed him. He tried to jerk out of their strong grips.
Unlike his partner, Heero simply let them drag him back to his cell. He wasn't surprised. Why should he be? It was just like them. The Vice Foreign Minister just couldn't have a blemish on her reputation. As they shoved him in, Heero swore he'd get back at that spoiled brat.
"Stop making such a fuss. Deal with your fate." Refel said coldly to Duo. He then rammed his knee into the gundam pilots gut. In defeat and shame, Duo gave up, letting the tears come. He had no more hope.
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"He was saying something about Heero."
"No way.. Heero's dead."
"I'm sure of it. They were going to make a deal."
"About what?"
"Do you think Lady Une was telling the truth?"
"Tell the newspaper."
"But I can't betray them.."
"Go anonymous."
"Alright....." The woman then fled from the room, leaving her friend to sat there contemplating what she had just heard. Was it true? Were Heero and the others alive?
END OF PART THREE
Mizu-chan's Notes: Erm.. as you can tell I edited part three. I got rid of the newspaper articles because I realized I had left out one important action. Don't worry. I'll try to clear it all up in part four! I can't use the real years or the real names so it's a hassle! Blah! Hehe, anyways that's all I have to say!
Gundam Wing Style
Brrring...
Brrring...
Brrring...
Relena growled to herself as she reluctantly pulled herself from her sleep. She searched blindly through the dark room until her hand came down upon the ringing phone. Stifling a yawn, she lifted it and pulled the receiver to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Hello Relena."
Relena froze. Her fingers uncurled, letting the receiver bounce softly onto her downy bed. She stared into the darkness, her eyes wide. The voice came from the phone again and again until she finally moved to pick it up.
"W...who is this?"
"Like you don't know."
She moved her mouth, saying the voices name but no sound came out. Yes, it was true. She knew who was now speaking to her but she didn't wanted to believe it. Maybe if she just didn't say anything the voice would go away. And she'd wake up.
"It's Heero Yuy." No such luck. The name was spoken by the man himself.
"Hello... He.. heero." His name was now foreign on her tongue. It had been so long since she had spoken to.. Heero.
"Yes, we've already said hello. Has Lady Une spoken to you?"
Relena didn't know what to say. She had to find Mariemaia! She had to find Milliardo! But it was so late.. they were all asleep.
"I see, she has." It was just like Heero to know everything. "I'm sure you want to know why I'm speaking to you right now." Relena nodded and even though Heero couldn't see it he continued. "The colonies 0107 and 1116 would like to make an offer."
"What.. what is it?"
"Fifty-seven POWs for four billion. Is that a fair deal for you, Relena? Relena?"
Relena dropped the phone. She stumbled from her bed and raced out into the hall. Flipping the switch to the light the hall, the Vice Foreign Minister then dashed to her elder brothers chamber.
"Milliardo! Milliardo! Wake up!"
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"Well? What did she say, Heero?" Duo leaned against the wall, watching his friend intently. Refel and a few other men stood behind them, keeping an eye on the two prisoners.
"She's.. she's checking." Heero said as he patiently waited for Relena to return to the phone.
"Yes!" Duo clapped his hands. He grinned at Refel. "Do you see that? We're going home!"
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"Mrf.. what is it?" Milliardo shielded his eyes to the harsh light that Relena just let into his room. He rolled away from Noin, who remained sleeping.
"Heero! Heero's on the phone!"
"What?" Milliardo's voice came out like a hiss, sharp and dangerous. "Lower your voice, you idiot." He growled, sliding out of his bed. He stepped over to Relena and shoved her back into the hall. After glancing back to Noin, he then stepped out himself and closed the door behind him. Milliardo marched down the hall, to his sisters room, not even waiting for Relena to get out of the fallen position he had pushed her into.
"Hello, this is Milliardo. Heero is that you?"
Heero had seen this coming. No surprise flashed through him as he heard the masculine voice float into the receiver. "Yes, it's Heero."
"Why are you calling here?" Milliardo glanced over to his sister who was nervously pacing the room. He mouthed to her silently, "Don't worry." But she couldn't stop pacing.
"The colonies of 0107 and 1116 want me to tell you of their offer. They will give you 57 POWs for four billion dollars."
"Is this a genuine offer? Four billion for only fifty-seven?"
"Yes, would you like to speak with some of the leaders themselves?"
"Of course."
Heero sighed. He motioned for Refel who stepped over and took the phone from the pilots hands. Refel held it to his ear and then spoke, his voice raspy, "Hello, this is Refel. Representative from the colony 1116."
"Hello, Refel. This is Milliardo Peacecraft, brother of the Vice Foreign Minister. What is this about an offer?"
"Yes, fifty-seven for four billion. We'll send you the papers if you would like. The colonies of 1116 and 0107 are getting quite tired of holding onto these prisoners."
"I see. So this offer is genuine. Well, thank you for clearing that up." Milliardo then hung up the phone. He smiled over to Relena. "No need to worry, Relena. Get back to bed. I'll see you tomorrow morning." The two embraced and then went their separate ways. But oh, how one forgets that walls have ears.
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Refel blinked before slowly hanging up the phone himself. "They ignored the offer. Take the two prisoners back to their cells."
"What?! No! That can't be true! No!" Duo struggled against the men who grabbed him. He tried to jerk out of their strong grips.
Unlike his partner, Heero simply let them drag him back to his cell. He wasn't surprised. Why should he be? It was just like them. The Vice Foreign Minister just couldn't have a blemish on her reputation. As they shoved him in, Heero swore he'd get back at that spoiled brat.
"Stop making such a fuss. Deal with your fate." Refel said coldly to Duo. He then rammed his knee into the gundam pilots gut. In defeat and shame, Duo gave up, letting the tears come. He had no more hope.
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"He was saying something about Heero."
"No way.. Heero's dead."
"I'm sure of it. They were going to make a deal."
"About what?"
"Do you think Lady Une was telling the truth?"
"Tell the newspaper."
"But I can't betray them.."
"Go anonymous."
"Alright....." The woman then fled from the room, leaving her friend to sat there contemplating what she had just heard. Was it true? Were Heero and the others alive?
END OF PART THREE
Mizu-chan's Notes: Erm.. as you can tell I edited part three. I got rid of the newspaper articles because I realized I had left out one important action. Don't worry. I'll try to clear it all up in part four! I can't use the real years or the real names so it's a hassle! Blah! Hehe, anyways that's all I have to say!