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Lose and Gain
Chapter 6 'Overruled'
Heero held out the suit his face creased in anger. He was sending the kid his most intense death glare, but all it did was make Solo shake his head harder. "Yes." Heero told him again and made a grab for him that he surprisingly sidestepped. "Solo, you have to wear it." Heero growled at him and lunged for the little boy, but he was already out the door and down the hallway. "Come back!" Heero yelled at him feeling very frustrated. He wondered if Duo ever had this much trouble getting Solo into a suit.
Think about it he realized that he'd never seen Solo in a suit, even when his dad had one, there was probably a reason for that he realized. Refusing to give up Heero got back to his feet and took off after him with the suit clutched tightly in his hand. As Heero was checking Solo's favorite hiding places he looked at his watch. The conference started in 30 min. Being late wasn't going to make a very good impression. "Solo you have to come out now." Heero told him fervently. Only silence greeted him.
Sinking down on the floor outside the bathroom Heero sighed and tried to think of where Solo could possibly be. The child had acquired quite a habit of hiding when he didn't want to do something. "I'll give you something!" Heero called out into the emptiness. There was no response. Heero sighed in defeat and called in a muffled voice. "Fine you don't have to wear it, just come out!"
As if by magic the little boy appeared in front of him a huge smile on his little face. Heero looked the boy over. He as wearing a pair of blue jean shorts and a bright orange shirt, it would have to do. Glancing at his watch again Heero grabbed the child's hand and pulled him toward the car. They had 20 min to get there.
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"We have to think about where this…project came from, this movement. It was to be a brave movement for the peace of the entire world and now we seem to be lacking one key ingredient, someone of Peacecraft blood to finish the job. Someone who holds the peace of the colonies and earth as highly as Relena did." Quatre paused and eyed the people in the audience for a moment. Some of them looked interested, but most, most of them seemed as if their decisions had already been reached.
"And you are suggesting that Zechs Marquise is that man?" Someone called from the crowd and pushed himself to his feet. "This man was very feared during both wars. He is responsible for the loss of numerous lives. How are we to trust him with the peace of the world?"
Quatre knew the man. It was Duman, Braddock's closest advisor. He was slimy and like a weasel in everything he did. He was only trying to raise suspicions against Milliardo so the take over would be made final."
"I, Mr. Duman, have worked a long time to maintain peace. I worked closely with Relena and her brother and I know for a fact that what they purpose is for the best. When Relena passed away he took on as she had directed. It was her will it was what she wanted. She wouldn't have mistrusted this, to just anyone."
"Ms. Peacecraft was married to a Gundam pilot. One of the most dangerous men on earth, I might add, your telling me it wasn't possible for her judgement to have been swayed that…"
Quatre quickly cut him off. "What point are you trying to prove. The Gundam pilots saved you saved earth and you have the guile to come up here and discredit…"
"Mr. Winner I realize that you are friends of the Gundam Pilots, that you are a Gundam pilot, but the rest of us will have to live with the result if we make the wrong choice. The question is do we really want to rest the hopes of peace on war oriented people." There was uproar of agreement and few sounds of protest around him.
"Yes," Quatre said loudly, "yes, we do know war, but that is why we will strive to keep the earth without it. We know the horrors of it. We were there. We know what it is to see people or friends, our loved ones die. If anything Milliardo is more perfect to lead because of his experience. He doesn't want war." Quatre and Duman stared at each other of a couple of minutes and more would have been said if it weren't for Braddock.
"Gentlemen, the matters have been discussed at length we have heard from you, Milliardo, and you Mr. Yuy but I think the discussion here is done. We will have a vote and that will be the end of it." Braddock waved his hand dramatically and look expectantly at the people. "Are we all in a agreement then?" He asked.
The over all reaction was approval and a most everybody agreed. Quatre shook his head in defeat and looked at the podium. These people were making a mistake. They had too much trust in this man. "Very well Mr. Braddock." Quatre said and took his seat at the back of the stage and waited for Braddock to conduct the vote.
Heero watched Quatre with a deep building of foreboding. He already knew how this was going to end. There would be no putting Milliardo back into charge of the project. Relena had been right all those years ago. Politicians hardly thought things through. They were afraid of Braddock one, or afraid a war would break out with an ex-pilot in charge. It was a stupid and childish misconception and there was nothing he could do about it. Shaking his head he hoped Quatre was wrong about Braddock and his intentions, but deep down he knew that he was right. No good would come from this vote.
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"Do you see him?" Calvin asked as he leaned over Trent shoulder trying to catch a view of him in the scope.
"Get off me!" Trent called back in a harsh whisper and shoved Calvin away with his elbow. "If you cause me to screw up this shot I'll have your head instead of his!"
"Geez, calm down. Besides there is no way you can miss with that gun." Calvin said evenly but backed away anyway.
"You just be ready in case we're spotted." Trent reminded and looked back through the scope he could just make out Winner on the stage. The gun was trained perfectly at his head.
"They won't see us we're on top of his own god damned house. Can you believe it? He moved all his security to the conference. You'd think they'd swept the house, or at least had someone on watch."
"They did. He works for us." Trent smiled.
"Why don't you tell me these things?" Calvin asked.
"Just keeping you on your toes Calvin." Trent responded. "Now you get ready to pick off the kid and that Yuy guy when the delegates start running. I think I'm going to make this look a less suspicious."
"How's that?" Calvin asked as he picked up his own gun and checked the ammunition.
"My first shot will be directed at Braddock."
"You're going to hit him!" Calvin asked in disbelief.
"Just so it looks like we're after him and then we'll pick Winner and Yuy off in the rush to escape. If I know them or at least Winner he'll protect the guy no matter how much he despises him."
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Braddock smiled at the audience. He had won them over he could feel it already. In only moments he would push the entire Peacecraft line and interference away and everything else would fall into place. "All of you have heard the arguments of both sides. What is your decision?"
There was silence all around as Braddock waited for them to vote. He saw them all pick up their voting devices. The votes would appear on a computer not too far to his left as soon as the button of choice was picked. It was a nifty way of doing it and came up with an instant and flawless count.
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Heero turned to look at Solo who had begun to fidget a little. He had been good throughout most of the conference. Not moving or saying anything. Just sitting, less active than usual, but he was always like that in public. Now though his eyes were focused off in the distance toward Quatre's house. His arms would wrap around shoulders and fall to his sides. What was he looking at? Heero turned his attention from the boy to Quatre's house. There was no one there as far as he could tell. His vision was still pretty advanced. He could see a great distance away, but nothing was catching his eye.
Just as he was about to turn away he saw a flash. Immediately he focused harder. There it was again. Someone was on Quatre's roof and they were aiming for… 'Shit' He cursed. 'They're after Quatre…they're.' Before he could move or even react the first shot rang out as well as the cry of the Braddock as a bullet grazed his left shoulder.
Heero shoved Solo under a chair and shielded his body as people began to flee the scene. "Get down!" He called, but it was too late for calm. The people were panicked and running wildly from the scene. He could hear Solo crying underneath him, but he couldn't move him, not with the assassins so close. He had to find a way to get Solo, Milliardo, and Quatre out of there before… Out of the corner of his eye he saw Quatre scramble for Braddock. The fool was going to save him. "Quatre No!" His voice was lost in the shouts and before he could do anything another shot was fired. And Quatre fell to the stage mid run.
I'm sorry this chapter was so short, but the next one will be out a lot sooner. So what do you think? Next time chapter or possible the one after things will start falling into place. There will be a connection.
Don't kill me for shooting Quatre….I didn't say he was dead…yet anyway…..