The Mask of Zero
Part Two
15 years later...
The desert colony of L3 was extremely hot; though, no one really knew why it existed in the first place.
Two young men were being dragged behind a motorcycle speeding across the desert. An old geezer who
looked like he just got back from Hawaii was riding on the motorcycle. He just kept laughing and singing
as he looked at the two brooding boys being dragged behind him.
The motorcycle came to a stop; the two boys picked themselves up and glared at the old geezer who was
singing of key, very off key. "Ha, Ha, I tracked em' down and I'm bringing' them back," the old man sang.
"So give the credits now to me...cause," he poured water from canteen over his head. He held up the
canteen and looked at the two boys "cause..."
The two boys looked at each other and decide to go along. "Nobody's as brave as Howard." They sounded
so unenthused. 'Nobody's as full of che as Howard,' thought the dark haired boy.
"Like I told you, singing can lighten your terrible load." He tossed the canteen to the tall long-haired man,
who caught it with ease and handed it to his brother. Heero tried to take a drink, but nothing came out of
the canteen. He threw the canteen at the old man who dodged it and continued laughing at them.
The motorcycle took off, once again dragging the two boys behind it.
The old man brought the motorcycle to a stop in a little town. Soldiers were everywhere, and they didn't
seem very happy. The ropes were cut from the back of the motorcycle, and Howard dragged the boys
toward the soldiers.
"Come one, come all, to see the fearsome Yuy brothers." A soldier ran over to a wanted poster to see if they
were really the Yuy brothers. "That's right, the most fearsome robbers, assassins, and best mobile suit pilots
ever to live!"
A few of the townspeople peered threw the doors and windows of there houses. "I am Colonel Une, and
these men are now in my custody. You can claim your reward from the council colony building in the L2
colony."
"Yeah, right." Howard reached over and plucked the wanted poster from the soldier who held it, and
studied it. "How much are we worth?" asked Zechs, as he tried to see over Howard's shoulder. Howard
pushed him back. "All figured about two-hundred credits," said Howard.
Zechs's eyes rolled "That's it! Even after all the bases we blew up! A lousy two-hundred credits each!!!" he
yelled.
"That's two-hundred for both you and your brother, the psychotic wonder." Howard could feel Heero's
Glare of Death burning a hole in the back of his shirt.
Heero tried moving forward to look at the wanted poster, but one of the soldiers saw his movement and
punched him in the face. Zechs pulled out a gun and aimed it at the soldier's head. "Don't you ever touch
my brother again, or I'll kill you!" threatened Zechs. The other guards pulled out their guns but didn't fire
since the longhaired man had freed himself from his bonds and was now pointing a gun at the Colonel
Une's head.
"I thought you were tied up," muttered Lady Une, as she was still trying to get it all together.
"That's because you're a bakayaro," Heero stated blandly. His hands were now free of their bounds; he had
a gun in one and the rope in the other. The guards dropped their guns in surprise as they fell to the ground
tripped by Heero's rope. Howard and Zechs were laughing their heads off; Heero just stood there.
Awhile later, the three were getting ready to leave the small town. Zechs and Howard were walking
towards the armored vehicle Heero had found. One of the town folks was walking with them. "You know
there's money on that truck," said the old woman.
"We know. That's why were taking it," laughed Zechs. Howard climbed in the drivers' seat, and Zechs and
Heero both got into the truck, and they were off.
"Can you believe that I, the legendary Howard, wasn't even mentioned!" complained Howard. "After all, it
was me who figured to kidnap that Treize Khushrenada fellow from his bath." Zechs laughed and Heero
even smirked. 'I
remember that, Treize had also turned the color of his roses,' thought Zechs, about that
particular scheme. "I swear, I'm the glue that keeps us together."
Howard quickly shut his mouth when they turned the corner.
There sat a regimen of soldiers, on horseback, dressed in pink uniforms. The truck came to a
halt, and Howard, Zechs, and Heero just stared at the scene before them.
'Pink. Their uniforms are pink,' was what they all thought. Their leader was a very snooty looking blonde;
she aimed a pink pistol at the truck. Apparently the people in the truck decided it was a good time to bail,
but as soon as Howard jumped out of the truck he was shot. Zechs and Heero made a run for the bushes; the
blond re-aimed her pistol and pulled the trigger.
Zechs let out a scream as the bullet hit him in the behind, and he went down hard, hitting the ground with a
sound thud.
Heero stopped and ran back to get his brother.
"No, Heero, you must leave," Zechs said through clenched teeth. Heero refused to do so. "I said leave!"
yelled Zechs. He punched Heero in the jaw, and he stumbled back from the unexpected blow. Heero got the
hint and ran for cover.
The pink clad brigade surrounded Zechs; the leader joined the circle last. The blond got off her high horse,
and walked towards him. Heero hid in the bushes, watching what was going on. She withdrew her sword,
which seemed to be painted pink (yuck, I hate pink but what can I do?)
"Hello, I am Captain Relena Peacecraft." She seemed to be in love with the sound of her voice. "I consider
this an honor." Before she could kill him, Zechs took his gun and shot himself.
Blood spattered everywhere. "Yuck! he got blood on my shoes!" screamed Relena. She brought her sword
down, and cut off his head. A bloody silver cross hit the ground.
"Put his head in the Victoria Secret bag, and bury the body!" she ordered.
Night had fallen, and the soldiers were long gone. Heero walked over to where his brother was killed, and a
glint of silver caught his eye. He walked over to that spot, and knelt down to pick up the silver cross.
"Omae o korosu, Relena Peacecraft."
To Be Continued
Part Two
15 years later...
The desert colony of L3 was extremely hot; though, no one really knew why it existed in the first place.
Two young men were being dragged behind a motorcycle speeding across the desert. An old geezer who
looked like he just got back from Hawaii was riding on the motorcycle. He just kept laughing and singing
as he looked at the two brooding boys being dragged behind him.
The motorcycle came to a stop; the two boys picked themselves up and glared at the old geezer who was
singing of key, very off key. "Ha, Ha, I tracked em' down and I'm bringing' them back," the old man sang.
"So give the credits now to me...cause," he poured water from canteen over his head. He held up the
canteen and looked at the two boys "cause..."
The two boys looked at each other and decide to go along. "Nobody's as brave as Howard." They sounded
so unenthused. 'Nobody's as full of che as Howard,' thought the dark haired boy.
"Like I told you, singing can lighten your terrible load." He tossed the canteen to the tall long-haired man,
who caught it with ease and handed it to his brother. Heero tried to take a drink, but nothing came out of
the canteen. He threw the canteen at the old man who dodged it and continued laughing at them.
The motorcycle took off, once again dragging the two boys behind it.
The old man brought the motorcycle to a stop in a little town. Soldiers were everywhere, and they didn't
seem very happy. The ropes were cut from the back of the motorcycle, and Howard dragged the boys
toward the soldiers.
"Come one, come all, to see the fearsome Yuy brothers." A soldier ran over to a wanted poster to see if they
were really the Yuy brothers. "That's right, the most fearsome robbers, assassins, and best mobile suit pilots
ever to live!"
A few of the townspeople peered threw the doors and windows of there houses. "I am Colonel Une, and
these men are now in my custody. You can claim your reward from the council colony building in the L2
colony."
"Yeah, right." Howard reached over and plucked the wanted poster from the soldier who held it, and
studied it. "How much are we worth?" asked Zechs, as he tried to see over Howard's shoulder. Howard
pushed him back. "All figured about two-hundred credits," said Howard.
Zechs's eyes rolled "That's it! Even after all the bases we blew up! A lousy two-hundred credits each!!!" he
yelled.
"That's two-hundred for both you and your brother, the psychotic wonder." Howard could feel Heero's
Glare of Death burning a hole in the back of his shirt.
Heero tried moving forward to look at the wanted poster, but one of the soldiers saw his movement and
punched him in the face. Zechs pulled out a gun and aimed it at the soldier's head. "Don't you ever touch
my brother again, or I'll kill you!" threatened Zechs. The other guards pulled out their guns but didn't fire
since the longhaired man had freed himself from his bonds and was now pointing a gun at the Colonel
Une's head.
"I thought you were tied up," muttered Lady Une, as she was still trying to get it all together.
"That's because you're a bakayaro," Heero stated blandly. His hands were now free of their bounds; he had
a gun in one and the rope in the other. The guards dropped their guns in surprise as they fell to the ground
tripped by Heero's rope. Howard and Zechs were laughing their heads off; Heero just stood there.
Awhile later, the three were getting ready to leave the small town. Zechs and Howard were walking
towards the armored vehicle Heero had found. One of the town folks was walking with them. "You know
there's money on that truck," said the old woman.
"We know. That's why were taking it," laughed Zechs. Howard climbed in the drivers' seat, and Zechs and
Heero both got into the truck, and they were off.
"Can you believe that I, the legendary Howard, wasn't even mentioned!" complained Howard. "After all, it
was me who figured to kidnap that Treize Khushrenada fellow from his bath." Zechs laughed and Heero
even smirked. 'I
remember that, Treize had also turned the color of his roses,' thought Zechs, about that
particular scheme. "I swear, I'm the glue that keeps us together."
Howard quickly shut his mouth when they turned the corner.
There sat a regimen of soldiers, on horseback, dressed in pink uniforms. The truck came to a
halt, and Howard, Zechs, and Heero just stared at the scene before them.
'Pink. Their uniforms are pink,' was what they all thought. Their leader was a very snooty looking blonde;
she aimed a pink pistol at the truck. Apparently the people in the truck decided it was a good time to bail,
but as soon as Howard jumped out of the truck he was shot. Zechs and Heero made a run for the bushes; the
blond re-aimed her pistol and pulled the trigger.
Zechs let out a scream as the bullet hit him in the behind, and he went down hard, hitting the ground with a
sound thud.
Heero stopped and ran back to get his brother.
"No, Heero, you must leave," Zechs said through clenched teeth. Heero refused to do so. "I said leave!"
yelled Zechs. He punched Heero in the jaw, and he stumbled back from the unexpected blow. Heero got the
hint and ran for cover.
The pink clad brigade surrounded Zechs; the leader joined the circle last. The blond got off her high horse,
and walked towards him. Heero hid in the bushes, watching what was going on. She withdrew her sword,
which seemed to be painted pink (yuck, I hate pink but what can I do?)
"Hello, I am Captain Relena Peacecraft." She seemed to be in love with the sound of her voice. "I consider
this an honor." Before she could kill him, Zechs took his gun and shot himself.
Blood spattered everywhere. "Yuck! he got blood on my shoes!" screamed Relena. She brought her sword
down, and cut off his head. A bloody silver cross hit the ground.
"Put his head in the Victoria Secret bag, and bury the body!" she ordered.
Night had fallen, and the soldiers were long gone. Heero walked over to where his brother was killed, and a
glint of silver caught his eye. He walked over to that spot, and knelt down to pick up the silver cross.
"Omae o korosu, Relena Peacecraft."
To Be Continued