Intruder - Part Thirty
Trowa's uninvited guest...
The next morning, Trowa was jolted into awareness. He thought he had heard Midii's voice calling to him to come back. He sighed and shook his head, he must have been dreaming again. He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Rubbing his eyes he looked up and saw her standing there in the doorway, not the Midii he once knew, she was no longer a ten year old girl, lost and bewildered in the world of war.
She, like him, had grown up. He jumped backwards across the mattress and grabbed the gun on the shelf next to the bed. He rolled off of the other side, and stood up slowly and calmly, holding gun with both hands, aimed steadily at her.
"What's the matter, Nanashi? Or is it 'Trowa' now? 'Trowa Barton'?" she smiled, but there was no warmth there, it was simply a meaningless movement.
"You're a bit pale. You look almost like you've seen a ghost." Her eyes wandered across him, inspecting him, and his possible moves.
He stood straight and square, his gun still trained on her head.
~ No, that's wrong. She - It's an Intruder, therefore I should target the main reactor...~
He moved the gun slowly down, towards the torso.
"Are you going to kill me, Trowa? Because I'm a former comrade?"
He stiffened, ignoring the taunts, but there was not yet a reason to fire...
"So, in a few years time, will you kill your friends here? The other Gundam pilots? How will you do it? Shoot them? Suffocate them? Maybe you could just get them to kill each other? Then you wouldn't have their blood on your hands, to mix with all the rest."
He changed his stance, to a stronger position.
She walked forwards, coming closer.
Hilde had slept on Duo's sofa this time, as they had agreed it would probably be safer to stay up this end of the compound, rather than alone. Charlie had been stalking the corridors in the night, and had come in early this morning.
They were sitting on the couch, watching Duo rifling through the cupboards above the wardrobe. Hilde found it quite entertaining, watching him desperately trying to keep his balance while standing on a stack of assorted furniture.
"We can't have you wandering around without some kind of defense, just incase you happen to come up against something while wandering around with Charlie."
The lion's ears went up at the sound of his name. Duo still didn't agree on 'Charlie', but it seemed as if he was out voted, so he went along with it, for now at least.
"Ah, here it is." He got out a small handgun, and jumped off of the wobbling tower of chairs. He winced on landing, but it didn't hurt as much as he had expected, which was a good sign as far as he was concerned. He turned around to check the stool at the base, and grinned.
"See, it'd take a quake to knock that down. An' you were worryin'."
He faced them, and after wiping the dust off on his jeans, threw her the pistol.
She caught it, and frowned at him.
"Don't you know it's dangerous to throw them?"
"Sure, but it didn't go off did-"
His last word was lost in the crash, which followed, as the leaning tower collapsed.
"Well, I didn't feel an earthquake, did you Charlie?"
The lion had jumped at the noise, but came back and was about to lay down on the displaced blankets again when he leapt over to the door, and clawed it open. Duo stood and watched as Hilde ran after the rapidly retreating cat. He shook his head and tutted.
"Honestly, what is she like?"
He walked over to inspect the damage on his door. There was a reasonably sized scratch mark across the base of it. He sighed and sat down on the couch.
Heero heard the noise from the room over the hall, but paid it no attention.
~ If something was wrong he would have started yelling by now. ~
He went back to his computer, going through the OZ files, looking for any profile data.
Quatre was lying on his bed watching TV. The only thing on was the news, which was mainly about sports events, but then broke off into a special report on the Gundanium menace. It was just starting, so he pressed record, it might have something on which he could show the others later. He heard a crash from next door, and muted the TV, but he could just make out the talking afterwards, which meant that nothing was wrong. There were frequently loud noises from room 2, and they had learned to ignore most of them.
He put the sounds back on the TV, and continued watching the report.
Both Trowa and his uninvited guest jumped at the loud crunch, but recovered composure quickly.
"Sounds like they're at it already, doesn't it?" she smirked.
This wasn't Midii. She had been a kind and loving person, forced into the violence of the war. This standing before him was a machine. A walking, talking, computer bent on destruction. But it looked like Midii. Did it? How did he know what she looked like now? For all he knew she could be dead. He didn't like this situation one bit. He was just about to do something about it when the door burst open and a large tan colored something came flying through the open frame, and landed on Midii.
"Charlie!" Trowa called; worried he could get hurt. Or was he? Or was he worried about Midii? She lay on the floor, the lion standing over her.
Charlie walked across to his master, satisfied that he was safe.
The Intruder leapt up and pulled a gun on them both.
~ Where did that come from? ~ He wondered,
Then thought that perhaps he should concentrate on not getting shot.
~ Midii wouldn't shoot me...but this isn't Midii. ~
For the first time, Charlie roared.
Trowa saw the silhouette in the doorway, but the Intruder was more interested in him. Midii's image fluttered for a second, and Trowa saw the eyes of the 'Gundam'. They were surrounded by shadow, like the Gundams, but unlike the Gundams, they were red.
*B-Bang! * A double gunshot rang out.
Wufei had been sitting in the cockpit of Nataku, since he'd woken up this morning. He had heard a noise earlier, but nothing had come of it, so he'd stayed where he was. Now however he had heard a bang, and was sure it was a gunshot. He leapt from the open hatch and ran off down the hall. Coming past the System Control room and the still slightly blackened ceiling of the erupted closet, he had a minor flashback.
He could see the shadow standing over him.
He shook his head to clear the vision and continued up the corridor, to the pilot's wing.
Quatre was still watching the news report, featuring himself and the other three's performance to Colony L6. From his point of view at the time, he had been unable to clearly see the message, but from this camera on L6 itself, everything was clear.
He was watching this as he heard a shot, no two shots ring out.
He jumped off the bunk and ran to the door.
Heero was just opening the OZ database after successfully hacking though the security measures, as he heard the crack of a gun. He shoved the chair away from the desk and scrambled for the door. This wasn't Duo playing around.
Duo had sat down on the sofa as Hilde chased Charlie out of the open door. He was just wondering what to do next, when the gun went off.
~ Hilde! ~
He spun round and vaulted the back of the sofa. Bolting across the room into the hall.
Trowa found himself lying flat on the floor. He felt no pain, except for the aching of his knees where he had landed. He looked at the floor. No sign of blood. Standing slowly, he held his gun in his hand, ready if he needed it.
The lights came on and he was blinded temporarily. Shielding his eyes with his hands he blinked away the darkness.
"Trowa, Are you alright?"
~ Hilde? ~
He opened his eyes wide and removed his hand.
She was standing there in the doorway, gun in hand.
He dropped his on the bed. Looking down he saw the Intruder, as it truly was, a robot.
"Trowa? Are you ok?"
"Oh, uh, yes, thanks to you it would appear." He looked up at her.
She smiled; his eyes no longer stared though her but held her gaze.
"Hilde!" She turned around to find Duo charging across the hall.
He saw her holding the gun, and the thing lying on the floor, and stopped.
She put the gun through a loop in her trousers, then looked up at him. She patted the pistol at her waist.
"Thanks for the gun, it's a good one."
"You shot it? Whoa! Nice one babe."
Heero and Quatre had arrived behind him, and Wufei appeared too.
"Uh...Hi guys." She smiled innocently.
Duo came in and put his arm round her shoulders. He was glad to see that no one had been hurt in this attack. Charlie padded over and licked them both.
"Trowa?" Quatre called, "Are you alright?"
Wufei was about to leave, but his curiosity got the better of him.
Duo turned round, facing Trowa. "Yeah, what happened?"
Heero came in to the room, and went straight to the fallen enemy.
"She - It woke me up. I had a gun. It was talking to me, about killing my comrades, suggesting that I would kill all of you. I didn't see the gun come out. I saw a shadow in the doorway, then bang, I dropped to the floor, so did it. I got up, and the lights were turned on. Hilde had shot it."
Heero spoke from his position on the floor.
"Who was it. Who was it for?"
"It was for me."
"Sure?"
"It was Midii."
"Right."
Content that there were no casualties, and he knew who and who it had been for; Wufei disappeared back off up the hallway. He would go to Nataku, and link it into his computer to search everything for any information, particularly visual data, on Meiran. This way he could be certain that the enemy could not get to him the same way they had gotten to Trowa.
Heero dragged the remains of their latest foe out into the corridor, and into his room. The rest of the gang followed him. He wanted to show them all something he had found out. Dumping it on the small table and getting some tools from a drawer on his desk, he removed the chest plate. Inside here was another pistol, and a small disk.
"Is that supposed to be there?"
"Probably." Heero removed both and ignored them, continuing his self-appointed task.
"What about Wufei? He's not here."
"It's not ready yet anyway, someone can go get him in a bit."
"Won't he be in his room?"
"Nah, I'll bet he went back to the Hangar."
"Well perhaps one of you should go and get him, because I think he'll appreciate this."
Trowa's uninvited guest...
The next morning, Trowa was jolted into awareness. He thought he had heard Midii's voice calling to him to come back. He sighed and shook his head, he must have been dreaming again. He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Rubbing his eyes he looked up and saw her standing there in the doorway, not the Midii he once knew, she was no longer a ten year old girl, lost and bewildered in the world of war.
She, like him, had grown up. He jumped backwards across the mattress and grabbed the gun on the shelf next to the bed. He rolled off of the other side, and stood up slowly and calmly, holding gun with both hands, aimed steadily at her.
"What's the matter, Nanashi? Or is it 'Trowa' now? 'Trowa Barton'?" she smiled, but there was no warmth there, it was simply a meaningless movement.
"You're a bit pale. You look almost like you've seen a ghost." Her eyes wandered across him, inspecting him, and his possible moves.
He stood straight and square, his gun still trained on her head.
~ No, that's wrong. She - It's an Intruder, therefore I should target the main reactor...~
He moved the gun slowly down, towards the torso.
"Are you going to kill me, Trowa? Because I'm a former comrade?"
He stiffened, ignoring the taunts, but there was not yet a reason to fire...
"So, in a few years time, will you kill your friends here? The other Gundam pilots? How will you do it? Shoot them? Suffocate them? Maybe you could just get them to kill each other? Then you wouldn't have their blood on your hands, to mix with all the rest."
He changed his stance, to a stronger position.
She walked forwards, coming closer.
Hilde had slept on Duo's sofa this time, as they had agreed it would probably be safer to stay up this end of the compound, rather than alone. Charlie had been stalking the corridors in the night, and had come in early this morning.
They were sitting on the couch, watching Duo rifling through the cupboards above the wardrobe. Hilde found it quite entertaining, watching him desperately trying to keep his balance while standing on a stack of assorted furniture.
"We can't have you wandering around without some kind of defense, just incase you happen to come up against something while wandering around with Charlie."
The lion's ears went up at the sound of his name. Duo still didn't agree on 'Charlie', but it seemed as if he was out voted, so he went along with it, for now at least.
"Ah, here it is." He got out a small handgun, and jumped off of the wobbling tower of chairs. He winced on landing, but it didn't hurt as much as he had expected, which was a good sign as far as he was concerned. He turned around to check the stool at the base, and grinned.
"See, it'd take a quake to knock that down. An' you were worryin'."
He faced them, and after wiping the dust off on his jeans, threw her the pistol.
She caught it, and frowned at him.
"Don't you know it's dangerous to throw them?"
"Sure, but it didn't go off did-"
His last word was lost in the crash, which followed, as the leaning tower collapsed.
"Well, I didn't feel an earthquake, did you Charlie?"
The lion had jumped at the noise, but came back and was about to lay down on the displaced blankets again when he leapt over to the door, and clawed it open. Duo stood and watched as Hilde ran after the rapidly retreating cat. He shook his head and tutted.
"Honestly, what is she like?"
He walked over to inspect the damage on his door. There was a reasonably sized scratch mark across the base of it. He sighed and sat down on the couch.
Heero heard the noise from the room over the hall, but paid it no attention.
~ If something was wrong he would have started yelling by now. ~
He went back to his computer, going through the OZ files, looking for any profile data.
Quatre was lying on his bed watching TV. The only thing on was the news, which was mainly about sports events, but then broke off into a special report on the Gundanium menace. It was just starting, so he pressed record, it might have something on which he could show the others later. He heard a crash from next door, and muted the TV, but he could just make out the talking afterwards, which meant that nothing was wrong. There were frequently loud noises from room 2, and they had learned to ignore most of them.
He put the sounds back on the TV, and continued watching the report.
Both Trowa and his uninvited guest jumped at the loud crunch, but recovered composure quickly.
"Sounds like they're at it already, doesn't it?" she smirked.
This wasn't Midii. She had been a kind and loving person, forced into the violence of the war. This standing before him was a machine. A walking, talking, computer bent on destruction. But it looked like Midii. Did it? How did he know what she looked like now? For all he knew she could be dead. He didn't like this situation one bit. He was just about to do something about it when the door burst open and a large tan colored something came flying through the open frame, and landed on Midii.
"Charlie!" Trowa called; worried he could get hurt. Or was he? Or was he worried about Midii? She lay on the floor, the lion standing over her.
Charlie walked across to his master, satisfied that he was safe.
The Intruder leapt up and pulled a gun on them both.
~ Where did that come from? ~ He wondered,
Then thought that perhaps he should concentrate on not getting shot.
~ Midii wouldn't shoot me...but this isn't Midii. ~
For the first time, Charlie roared.
Trowa saw the silhouette in the doorway, but the Intruder was more interested in him. Midii's image fluttered for a second, and Trowa saw the eyes of the 'Gundam'. They were surrounded by shadow, like the Gundams, but unlike the Gundams, they were red.
*B-Bang! * A double gunshot rang out.
Wufei had been sitting in the cockpit of Nataku, since he'd woken up this morning. He had heard a noise earlier, but nothing had come of it, so he'd stayed where he was. Now however he had heard a bang, and was sure it was a gunshot. He leapt from the open hatch and ran off down the hall. Coming past the System Control room and the still slightly blackened ceiling of the erupted closet, he had a minor flashback.
He could see the shadow standing over him.
He shook his head to clear the vision and continued up the corridor, to the pilot's wing.
Quatre was still watching the news report, featuring himself and the other three's performance to Colony L6. From his point of view at the time, he had been unable to clearly see the message, but from this camera on L6 itself, everything was clear.
He was watching this as he heard a shot, no two shots ring out.
He jumped off the bunk and ran to the door.
Heero was just opening the OZ database after successfully hacking though the security measures, as he heard the crack of a gun. He shoved the chair away from the desk and scrambled for the door. This wasn't Duo playing around.
Duo had sat down on the sofa as Hilde chased Charlie out of the open door. He was just wondering what to do next, when the gun went off.
~ Hilde! ~
He spun round and vaulted the back of the sofa. Bolting across the room into the hall.
Trowa found himself lying flat on the floor. He felt no pain, except for the aching of his knees where he had landed. He looked at the floor. No sign of blood. Standing slowly, he held his gun in his hand, ready if he needed it.
The lights came on and he was blinded temporarily. Shielding his eyes with his hands he blinked away the darkness.
"Trowa, Are you alright?"
~ Hilde? ~
He opened his eyes wide and removed his hand.
She was standing there in the doorway, gun in hand.
He dropped his on the bed. Looking down he saw the Intruder, as it truly was, a robot.
"Trowa? Are you ok?"
"Oh, uh, yes, thanks to you it would appear." He looked up at her.
She smiled; his eyes no longer stared though her but held her gaze.
"Hilde!" She turned around to find Duo charging across the hall.
He saw her holding the gun, and the thing lying on the floor, and stopped.
She put the gun through a loop in her trousers, then looked up at him. She patted the pistol at her waist.
"Thanks for the gun, it's a good one."
"You shot it? Whoa! Nice one babe."
Heero and Quatre had arrived behind him, and Wufei appeared too.
"Uh...Hi guys." She smiled innocently.
Duo came in and put his arm round her shoulders. He was glad to see that no one had been hurt in this attack. Charlie padded over and licked them both.
"Trowa?" Quatre called, "Are you alright?"
Wufei was about to leave, but his curiosity got the better of him.
Duo turned round, facing Trowa. "Yeah, what happened?"
Heero came in to the room, and went straight to the fallen enemy.
"She - It woke me up. I had a gun. It was talking to me, about killing my comrades, suggesting that I would kill all of you. I didn't see the gun come out. I saw a shadow in the doorway, then bang, I dropped to the floor, so did it. I got up, and the lights were turned on. Hilde had shot it."
Heero spoke from his position on the floor.
"Who was it. Who was it for?"
"It was for me."
"Sure?"
"It was Midii."
"Right."
Content that there were no casualties, and he knew who and who it had been for; Wufei disappeared back off up the hallway. He would go to Nataku, and link it into his computer to search everything for any information, particularly visual data, on Meiran. This way he could be certain that the enemy could not get to him the same way they had gotten to Trowa.
Heero dragged the remains of their latest foe out into the corridor, and into his room. The rest of the gang followed him. He wanted to show them all something he had found out. Dumping it on the small table and getting some tools from a drawer on his desk, he removed the chest plate. Inside here was another pistol, and a small disk.
"Is that supposed to be there?"
"Probably." Heero removed both and ignored them, continuing his self-appointed task.
"What about Wufei? He's not here."
"It's not ready yet anyway, someone can go get him in a bit."
"Won't he be in his room?"
"Nah, I'll bet he went back to the Hangar."
"Well perhaps one of you should go and get him, because I think he'll appreciate this."