Intruder - Part Eighteen
Angels above L6...
Trowa watched from above as Heero peeled back the remains of the roof from the now ruined Alliance base. Wing Zero was standing on the foundations, with one foot in one room, and the other in what was the hall.
"It looks like it's still here." Heero commented over the com-link. Trowa activated the screen. Heero almost looked disappointed. ~ Maybe he needs some action ~ He wondered. Although it had been Heero who probably saved his life before, it seemed like ages ago now, and so much had happened since. ~ But what could we do? ~
"Do you think we should leave it here? Even if they don't come to get it, someone else could. And I don't really want another war to fight."
Heero nodded. "Maybe you're right. We could take it back to base."
"How could we carry it?"
There was no verbal answer, but 01 proceeded to lift the entire roof sheet up off of the building. Then turning it over he began thumping it repeatedly. After watching for sometime, Trowa's curiosity overcame his patience. He couldn't see what was going on.
*Bang, bang, bang, bang...*
"...Uh, Heero? What are you doing?"
*Bang, bang, bang, bang...*
~ Great, he can't hear me. ~ "Heero?" No answer. Trowa frowned. Then thought of something. "01, do you read?"
*Bang, bang *- Pause -
"Yes, wait a minute."
*-bang, bang, bang...*
~ Well that worked well. ~
"There, finished."
Trowa moved HeavyArms across so he could see past Wing Zero's shoulder. Heero had battered the roof into a roughly bowl shaped lump, and he could see what was coming next. Gundam 01 pointed at the heap of scraps of Gundanium alloy.
"Going to help?"
"Sure."
Meanwhile, in the 'sky' above L6, four Mobile Suits were 'playing' with some space mines. The explosions could be seen very well from the colony below, without the use of any specialized equipment. The 'angels' could all be easily identified. One of them was a Taurus. Everyone knew what they looked like, as they had been mass produced in a base nearby. This one however was slightly different, as it was not a Doll, and it had different colored markings. The other three were all Gundams. Two of which were the same ones which had been broadcast live earlier, 05 - Altron Gundam, and its previous partner, 04 - Gundam Sandrock, not 03 as it had been wrongly identified by a now unemployed reporter. The last of the group was none other than 02 - The Gundam Deathscythe Hell.
The citizens below watched in awe as they continued to systematically destroy the remaining mines above them. Then the explosions stopped. A cheer erupted from the gathered crowd. They watched as three of the MS above went back and forth, while watched by 05. Then they all hung back as the might of the Great Destroyer was shown.
He spun around in an intricate display of speed and deadly accuracy.
The sky was lit by the image which hung there;
o
^_^ THANX (an angel saying thank you ~ Sam)
Another cheer burst forth from the crowd which now dispersed, the show was over.
The four bowed, and disappeared from view, as the image faded into the night. One man was left standing where a few moments before had been at least a hundred. He smiled at the stars as he watched the message fade. Waking to the barrier against the window, one word was on his lips. "...Angels..." He waited till all that was left was just the stars and the blackness of space. Then turned on his heel and walked swiftly away.
Duo, although now aching slightly, was very pleased with his performance.
~ Even Wufei joined in. ~ He smiled, it wasn't often that Chang would do something like that, but he'd known how important it was to him. Duo also thought that as much as he hid it, he'd enjoyed himself too. Quatre and Hilde were equally appreciative to his cause. They all wanted to show the people below exactly how 'menacing' they could be. So what had he done? He'd drawn a big smiley face using his Beam Scythe as the brush, and the debris of mixed space mines as his canvas. The man on the news this morning had said they were angels, so he'd added a halo to his masterpiece. He wondered briefly what he'd be doing now if he hadn't become a Gundam Pilot. He shook his head. Even through all the battles and the destruction, he still kept his sanity and his sense of humor. It was of this that he was proud. Hilde came onscreen.
"06 to 02." She said. The look of satisfaction on her face heightened his good mood.
"02 to 06, I read."
She smiled at him. "So, are you glad you came out?"
"I don't remember being reluctant to start with." He teased.
The vidscreen pulled a face at him in reply.
"So, what did y' wanna ask me? That wasn't it was it?" he continued.
"Do you think the others are back yet?"
"What're askin' me for? You could check your scopes."
She looked down for a second, then back at the screen.
"I can't see the base yet."
It was his turn to look down. He flicked a couple switches, and thumped a button.
"No, they're not back yet. What kinda range is your scan on? If it's bad I'll upgrade when we get back. An' why'd ya wanna know for anyway?"
"I was just wondering how much trouble we'll get in when we get back."
Duo smiled innocently.
"We won't get in any trouble. Majority rules. An' anyway, we do what we want whenever we want. However much he'd like to be in charge, Heero is not, and we all go our own way, Chang over there in particular. If he's gonna tell me off for going out injured, I'll simply remind him of the time he broke his leg, or did his arm in, or when he self-"
"Ok - ok, I get the idea. There's no problem."
He looked down, hiding his face. "Now I never said that..."
She frowned, and he looked up smiling. "But it is right, yeah."
Hilde shook her head. Quatre came on screen. "Hi, what's going on?"
"We were just wondering how Heero's gonna torture us when we get back."
"Oh." Quatre looked mock serious, but couldn't hold it and beamed at the camera.
"No problem Hilde, we live our own lives, make our own choices."
"Right" she nodded. "06 out."
Quatre looked at Duo. "She likes that doesn't she?"
"What?"
"06"
"Really? I hadn't noticed."
Wufei had been flying solo. He didn't need to talk. He was in a reasonable mood, D13 was the third sector cleared today. This was good, it brought him closer to the feeling of justice to all of those who had caused the wars, the battles which had been the end of so many innocent or young lives. ~ or both ~. It wasn't that he didn't care about what was thought of him, or all of them together, it was just that he didn't pay it much attention. His mind usually had more interesting or important things on it.
~ Perhaps that is why I am sometimes considered antisocial? Because I think more than I talk? Then perhaps I should find someone to talk to? ~
His radar blipped. This time there was an obvious reason for it to do so. He activated his com-link, then paused. He also turned on his vid-link. The other 3 appeared on screen.
"05 to all, We're coming up to base soon. Re-entry in order."
The response was affirmative from all. Watching them on the monitor in front of him, he studied their faces for their feelings. Duo's expression didn't change
~ I did not surprise him. ~
Quatre was slightly bewildered by the brief appearance of Wufei on his screen, but the confusion faded back into his smile. Hilde jumped slightly. She hadn't been expecting him to visually confirm this, only on the com. ~ hmm...similar to Winner ~
Chang didn't know why he was so interested in this woman. There was something there, but he couldn't decide what it was. The hatch opened, and he followed Quatre as she came in behind him.
* Screech *
Trowa cringed insignificantly as the last corner was pushed down flat over their Gundanium cargo, now encased in what had been the base's roof.
Heero came up on screen. "If you hold that corner, we can carry it back between us."
He nodded. Personally he was starting to wish he'd never suggested that they take it back to HQ, but once Heero Yuy was given a mission, being the perfect soldier, he wouldn't quit till it was completed. HeavyArms bent over and picked up the suggested grip. He sighed and lifted it. It wasn't as heavy as he'd expected, but that was because most of the weight was countered by the sheer strength and power of the Gundam.
"Let's head back now." Came his partner's voice over the com.
He nodded in reply, and fired up the fusion reactor. As one they shot off into space with their load between them. He wondered why he hadn't let Wufei come.
~ Because he didn't want to. ~ he answered his own question ~ Even though his Dragon Fang weapon would have been very useful for this. ~ He began to speculate as to whether or not Heero ever had arguments with himself.
The reason the Gundanium shipment was heavy is because on the base there is still a faint magnetic field, which holds a gravitational pull, however, in space, there is no gravity, so it has no weight. Also, Heero was just far enough away from their base to avoid it's own gravitational force, so he could let go of it without it flying off and crashing through their roof. I just thought I should clear that up, ok? ^_^
Angels above L6...
Trowa watched from above as Heero peeled back the remains of the roof from the now ruined Alliance base. Wing Zero was standing on the foundations, with one foot in one room, and the other in what was the hall.
"It looks like it's still here." Heero commented over the com-link. Trowa activated the screen. Heero almost looked disappointed. ~ Maybe he needs some action ~ He wondered. Although it had been Heero who probably saved his life before, it seemed like ages ago now, and so much had happened since. ~ But what could we do? ~
"Do you think we should leave it here? Even if they don't come to get it, someone else could. And I don't really want another war to fight."
Heero nodded. "Maybe you're right. We could take it back to base."
"How could we carry it?"
There was no verbal answer, but 01 proceeded to lift the entire roof sheet up off of the building. Then turning it over he began thumping it repeatedly. After watching for sometime, Trowa's curiosity overcame his patience. He couldn't see what was going on.
*Bang, bang, bang, bang...*
"...Uh, Heero? What are you doing?"
*Bang, bang, bang, bang...*
~ Great, he can't hear me. ~ "Heero?" No answer. Trowa frowned. Then thought of something. "01, do you read?"
*Bang, bang *- Pause -
"Yes, wait a minute."
*-bang, bang, bang...*
~ Well that worked well. ~
"There, finished."
Trowa moved HeavyArms across so he could see past Wing Zero's shoulder. Heero had battered the roof into a roughly bowl shaped lump, and he could see what was coming next. Gundam 01 pointed at the heap of scraps of Gundanium alloy.
"Going to help?"
"Sure."
Meanwhile, in the 'sky' above L6, four Mobile Suits were 'playing' with some space mines. The explosions could be seen very well from the colony below, without the use of any specialized equipment. The 'angels' could all be easily identified. One of them was a Taurus. Everyone knew what they looked like, as they had been mass produced in a base nearby. This one however was slightly different, as it was not a Doll, and it had different colored markings. The other three were all Gundams. Two of which were the same ones which had been broadcast live earlier, 05 - Altron Gundam, and its previous partner, 04 - Gundam Sandrock, not 03 as it had been wrongly identified by a now unemployed reporter. The last of the group was none other than 02 - The Gundam Deathscythe Hell.
The citizens below watched in awe as they continued to systematically destroy the remaining mines above them. Then the explosions stopped. A cheer erupted from the gathered crowd. They watched as three of the MS above went back and forth, while watched by 05. Then they all hung back as the might of the Great Destroyer was shown.
He spun around in an intricate display of speed and deadly accuracy.
The sky was lit by the image which hung there;
o
^_^ THANX (an angel saying thank you ~ Sam)
Another cheer burst forth from the crowd which now dispersed, the show was over.
The four bowed, and disappeared from view, as the image faded into the night. One man was left standing where a few moments before had been at least a hundred. He smiled at the stars as he watched the message fade. Waking to the barrier against the window, one word was on his lips. "...Angels..." He waited till all that was left was just the stars and the blackness of space. Then turned on his heel and walked swiftly away.
Duo, although now aching slightly, was very pleased with his performance.
~ Even Wufei joined in. ~ He smiled, it wasn't often that Chang would do something like that, but he'd known how important it was to him. Duo also thought that as much as he hid it, he'd enjoyed himself too. Quatre and Hilde were equally appreciative to his cause. They all wanted to show the people below exactly how 'menacing' they could be. So what had he done? He'd drawn a big smiley face using his Beam Scythe as the brush, and the debris of mixed space mines as his canvas. The man on the news this morning had said they were angels, so he'd added a halo to his masterpiece. He wondered briefly what he'd be doing now if he hadn't become a Gundam Pilot. He shook his head. Even through all the battles and the destruction, he still kept his sanity and his sense of humor. It was of this that he was proud. Hilde came onscreen.
"06 to 02." She said. The look of satisfaction on her face heightened his good mood.
"02 to 06, I read."
She smiled at him. "So, are you glad you came out?"
"I don't remember being reluctant to start with." He teased.
The vidscreen pulled a face at him in reply.
"So, what did y' wanna ask me? That wasn't it was it?" he continued.
"Do you think the others are back yet?"
"What're askin' me for? You could check your scopes."
She looked down for a second, then back at the screen.
"I can't see the base yet."
It was his turn to look down. He flicked a couple switches, and thumped a button.
"No, they're not back yet. What kinda range is your scan on? If it's bad I'll upgrade when we get back. An' why'd ya wanna know for anyway?"
"I was just wondering how much trouble we'll get in when we get back."
Duo smiled innocently.
"We won't get in any trouble. Majority rules. An' anyway, we do what we want whenever we want. However much he'd like to be in charge, Heero is not, and we all go our own way, Chang over there in particular. If he's gonna tell me off for going out injured, I'll simply remind him of the time he broke his leg, or did his arm in, or when he self-"
"Ok - ok, I get the idea. There's no problem."
He looked down, hiding his face. "Now I never said that..."
She frowned, and he looked up smiling. "But it is right, yeah."
Hilde shook her head. Quatre came on screen. "Hi, what's going on?"
"We were just wondering how Heero's gonna torture us when we get back."
"Oh." Quatre looked mock serious, but couldn't hold it and beamed at the camera.
"No problem Hilde, we live our own lives, make our own choices."
"Right" she nodded. "06 out."
Quatre looked at Duo. "She likes that doesn't she?"
"What?"
"06"
"Really? I hadn't noticed."
Wufei had been flying solo. He didn't need to talk. He was in a reasonable mood, D13 was the third sector cleared today. This was good, it brought him closer to the feeling of justice to all of those who had caused the wars, the battles which had been the end of so many innocent or young lives. ~ or both ~. It wasn't that he didn't care about what was thought of him, or all of them together, it was just that he didn't pay it much attention. His mind usually had more interesting or important things on it.
~ Perhaps that is why I am sometimes considered antisocial? Because I think more than I talk? Then perhaps I should find someone to talk to? ~
His radar blipped. This time there was an obvious reason for it to do so. He activated his com-link, then paused. He also turned on his vid-link. The other 3 appeared on screen.
"05 to all, We're coming up to base soon. Re-entry in order."
The response was affirmative from all. Watching them on the monitor in front of him, he studied their faces for their feelings. Duo's expression didn't change
~ I did not surprise him. ~
Quatre was slightly bewildered by the brief appearance of Wufei on his screen, but the confusion faded back into his smile. Hilde jumped slightly. She hadn't been expecting him to visually confirm this, only on the com. ~ hmm...similar to Winner ~
Chang didn't know why he was so interested in this woman. There was something there, but he couldn't decide what it was. The hatch opened, and he followed Quatre as she came in behind him.
* Screech *
Trowa cringed insignificantly as the last corner was pushed down flat over their Gundanium cargo, now encased in what had been the base's roof.
Heero came up on screen. "If you hold that corner, we can carry it back between us."
He nodded. Personally he was starting to wish he'd never suggested that they take it back to HQ, but once Heero Yuy was given a mission, being the perfect soldier, he wouldn't quit till it was completed. HeavyArms bent over and picked up the suggested grip. He sighed and lifted it. It wasn't as heavy as he'd expected, but that was because most of the weight was countered by the sheer strength and power of the Gundam.
"Let's head back now." Came his partner's voice over the com.
He nodded in reply, and fired up the fusion reactor. As one they shot off into space with their load between them. He wondered why he hadn't let Wufei come.
~ Because he didn't want to. ~ he answered his own question ~ Even though his Dragon Fang weapon would have been very useful for this. ~ He began to speculate as to whether or not Heero ever had arguments with himself.
The reason the Gundanium shipment was heavy is because on the base there is still a faint magnetic field, which holds a gravitational pull, however, in space, there is no gravity, so it has no weight. Also, Heero was just far enough away from their base to avoid it's own gravitational force, so he could let go of it without it flying off and crashing through their roof. I just thought I should clear that up, ok? ^_^