The Mask of Zero
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Chapter 4
A brooding Heero sat at the table and stared at his empty glass. A waiter tried to walk past the
table but Heero snatched him by the collar of his shirt. "I want more sake or whatever the hell you call
this," he yelled in the waiters' ear. The waiter who was now deaf in one ear was not impressed, "Listen pal
it's money first, no money no sake." Heero let go of the man to look for any money he had on him. The
waiter started to walk away, Heero once again grabbed the man by his collar. "Is this good enough" he
held a silver cross from around his neck.
Before the waiter could make a grab for it, the chain was pulled away taking Heero right along
with it. Heero who was more than a little drunk was ready to break the neck of the person who dared mess
with him.
A green eye glared at him and a sword poised to run him through if need be. "Where did you get
this?" Trowa demanded. Heero worked up his best 'Glare of Death' but it had no effect. "Where did you
get this cross?" he asked again. A sullen look crossed Heero's face "It was my brothers," he looked down
"he's dead."
Trowa let go of the cross "I'm sorry."
Heero sat back down at the table and stared at his empty glass "Why should you be sorry."
"You should not trade something like that for a mere glass of sake," he started to walk away.
Heero looked up "Why not you think I could get two," he laughed manically.
There was a bit of a commotion in the crowd outside, Relina brought her horse to a halt across from the bar.
Trowa looked outside and immediately spotted the pink clad soldier, "Who's that?" Trowa asked.
Heero jumped up from the table and grabbed the nearest weapon, which was a sword and stalked
toward the exit. Trowa stepped in front of Heero to stop him. "That's Relina Peacecraft she's the bitch
that killed my brother," growled Heero as he tried to get past Trowa.
"Listen to me your drunk and your angry and in no condition to fight"
"Get out of my way!" growled Heero.
'I've had enough of this' Trowa thought, he grabbed Heero by the neck and pulled him away from the door
and threw him on the ground. Heero quickly picked himself off the ground and poised his sword to fight
the older man. Trowa had been prepared for this action, and easily parried the young mans first sword
thrust. Heero came at him again, he trust his sword at other mans left, but he spun to the right. He tried
again but did not come any closer to striking Trowa. Trowa lifted Heero's sword above his head, and
quickly kicked him in the shin and punched him. Heero fell to the ground, his sword was knocked from his
grasp and landed in Trowa's hand.
Trowa walked over to Heero and held his sword at his throat, "Care to try again?" Heero groined
as he tried to get up. Trowa pulled his sword away "Your welcome."
"For what?"
"For saving your life"
Heero sat up "I would have been able to kill her."
"Not today her army has been trained to kill (not to mention annoy), you seem trained to drink" he lectured
"You could have fought, but then you would have died very quickly."
Heero slowly stood up and glared at the older man "I would have succeeded, after all I've never lost in a
fight." Trowa smirked "Well except to me just now", he handed Heero his sword, "What is your name?"
"Heero, Heero Yuy"
Trowa committed the name to memory and decided to give the young man an offer he could not possibly
refuse. "You know there is a saying 'When the pupil is ready the master will appear' I can teach what you
need to know to take revenge for you brothers death."
Heero eyed the older man suspiciously 'why would he help me?' "Why do you want to help me?" he
asked.
"Because long ago you helped me" Trowa said as he stared at the silver cross. 'Could it be' thought Heero
'Is it actually Zero?'.
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Heero looked around the underground chamber in what seemed like awe. Light shone though a hole at the
top of the chamber, the waterfalls could be heard from just beyond the chamber. "I never though I would
be here, in the layer of Gundam pilot Zero" Heero said as he turned toward Trowa who was standing in the
shadows. "This place was devoted to my training" said in a deadpan voice 'oh Quatre my beloved I saw
you die here' to him this place held memories of joy, happiness, and sorrow. Heero interrupted his reverie
"I thought you were dead all these years, where were you?" he couldn't help but wonder. "I was dead and
we'll leave it at that" he walked out from the shadows to a table.
He poured himself a drink and sat down in the old wooden chair. Heero followed him to the table "I
remember the last time I saw you fighting six mobile dolls, you are the greatest pilot ever to live" he
continued looking around. "Dorothy Catalonia was here at the time as well, do you remember her as
well?" for a moment his question was not answered. "Yes, her soldiers killed many and she was your
sworn enemy" Heero responded as he took a seat. "Dorothy has returned to the colonies" he took a sit of
the amber liquid in his glass.
"That's good, now you can kill her."
"No, there are many complications for me to simply kill her."
"I don't see what the problem is" Heero did not understand what was going on.
Trowa took another sip from his glass and began "Dorothy must have some plan for the colonies, that's
why she probably retained the services of that Captain Relena" he explained that they need to find out what
the plan was.
"Then what?" quired Heero
"If you are ready we will both test our fates" at this Heero practically leaped out of his chair and drew his
sword. "Then let us temp fate now" he emphasized his words with a wave of his sword.
Trowa's eyebrow rose "Do you know how to use a sword?"
"Of course," he pointed to the tip of the blade "this end goes into the other person."
Trowa placed his face in his hand "Ok, I can see we need to do a little work."
TBC
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Chapter 4
A brooding Heero sat at the table and stared at his empty glass. A waiter tried to walk past the
table but Heero snatched him by the collar of his shirt. "I want more sake or whatever the hell you call
this," he yelled in the waiters' ear. The waiter who was now deaf in one ear was not impressed, "Listen pal
it's money first, no money no sake." Heero let go of the man to look for any money he had on him. The
waiter started to walk away, Heero once again grabbed the man by his collar. "Is this good enough" he
held a silver cross from around his neck.
Before the waiter could make a grab for it, the chain was pulled away taking Heero right along
with it. Heero who was more than a little drunk was ready to break the neck of the person who dared mess
with him.
A green eye glared at him and a sword poised to run him through if need be. "Where did you get
this?" Trowa demanded. Heero worked up his best 'Glare of Death' but it had no effect. "Where did you
get this cross?" he asked again. A sullen look crossed Heero's face "It was my brothers," he looked down
"he's dead."
Trowa let go of the cross "I'm sorry."
Heero sat back down at the table and stared at his empty glass "Why should you be sorry."
"You should not trade something like that for a mere glass of sake," he started to walk away.
Heero looked up "Why not you think I could get two," he laughed manically.
There was a bit of a commotion in the crowd outside, Relina brought her horse to a halt across from the bar.
Trowa looked outside and immediately spotted the pink clad soldier, "Who's that?" Trowa asked.
Heero jumped up from the table and grabbed the nearest weapon, which was a sword and stalked
toward the exit. Trowa stepped in front of Heero to stop him. "That's Relina Peacecraft she's the bitch
that killed my brother," growled Heero as he tried to get past Trowa.
"Listen to me your drunk and your angry and in no condition to fight"
"Get out of my way!" growled Heero.
'I've had enough of this' Trowa thought, he grabbed Heero by the neck and pulled him away from the door
and threw him on the ground. Heero quickly picked himself off the ground and poised his sword to fight
the older man. Trowa had been prepared for this action, and easily parried the young mans first sword
thrust. Heero came at him again, he trust his sword at other mans left, but he spun to the right. He tried
again but did not come any closer to striking Trowa. Trowa lifted Heero's sword above his head, and
quickly kicked him in the shin and punched him. Heero fell to the ground, his sword was knocked from his
grasp and landed in Trowa's hand.
Trowa walked over to Heero and held his sword at his throat, "Care to try again?" Heero groined
as he tried to get up. Trowa pulled his sword away "Your welcome."
"For what?"
"For saving your life"
Heero sat up "I would have been able to kill her."
"Not today her army has been trained to kill (not to mention annoy), you seem trained to drink" he lectured
"You could have fought, but then you would have died very quickly."
Heero slowly stood up and glared at the older man "I would have succeeded, after all I've never lost in a
fight." Trowa smirked "Well except to me just now", he handed Heero his sword, "What is your name?"
"Heero, Heero Yuy"
Trowa committed the name to memory and decided to give the young man an offer he could not possibly
refuse. "You know there is a saying 'When the pupil is ready the master will appear' I can teach what you
need to know to take revenge for you brothers death."
Heero eyed the older man suspiciously 'why would he help me?' "Why do you want to help me?" he
asked.
"Because long ago you helped me" Trowa said as he stared at the silver cross. 'Could it be' thought Heero
'Is it actually Zero?'.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Heero looked around the underground chamber in what seemed like awe. Light shone though a hole at the
top of the chamber, the waterfalls could be heard from just beyond the chamber. "I never though I would
be here, in the layer of Gundam pilot Zero" Heero said as he turned toward Trowa who was standing in the
shadows. "This place was devoted to my training" said in a deadpan voice 'oh Quatre my beloved I saw
you die here' to him this place held memories of joy, happiness, and sorrow. Heero interrupted his reverie
"I thought you were dead all these years, where were you?" he couldn't help but wonder. "I was dead and
we'll leave it at that" he walked out from the shadows to a table.
He poured himself a drink and sat down in the old wooden chair. Heero followed him to the table "I
remember the last time I saw you fighting six mobile dolls, you are the greatest pilot ever to live" he
continued looking around. "Dorothy Catalonia was here at the time as well, do you remember her as
well?" for a moment his question was not answered. "Yes, her soldiers killed many and she was your
sworn enemy" Heero responded as he took a seat. "Dorothy has returned to the colonies" he took a sit of
the amber liquid in his glass.
"That's good, now you can kill her."
"No, there are many complications for me to simply kill her."
"I don't see what the problem is" Heero did not understand what was going on.
Trowa took another sip from his glass and began "Dorothy must have some plan for the colonies, that's
why she probably retained the services of that Captain Relena" he explained that they need to find out what
the plan was.
"Then what?" quired Heero
"If you are ready we will both test our fates" at this Heero practically leaped out of his chair and drew his
sword. "Then let us temp fate now" he emphasized his words with a wave of his sword.
Trowa's eyebrow rose "Do you know how to use a sword?"
"Of course," he pointed to the tip of the blade "this end goes into the other person."
Trowa placed his face in his hand "Ok, I can see we need to do a little work."
TBC