Finally! I have the next part out! I haven't been able to think of any thing as far as plot or anything at all, for that matter. Sorry! But be happy! Please? Ack! dodges flying shoe Trixie? Is that yo-Ack! Runs away
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Heero watched his speedometer go up higher and higher, until everything beyond his car window was just a blur. He continued to speed, distantly aware of the police sirens that started to go off behind him; instead of slowing down as they commanded him, the brown-haired pilot floored it, leaving behind nothing but a dust trail.
You are now entering the Sank Kingdom.
His cobalt eyes narrowed dangerously and his car practically flew down the streets of the pacifist kingdom. 'I'm coming for you Relena,' his mind growled, 'and I will kill you.'
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Relena sat in her office, sipping her tea contentedly. She smiled as she heard a small knock on the door and set the book she was reading down. "Yes?" The door opened and Dorothy Catalonia's head popped in. "Hello Miss Relena," she cooed. "I've just gotten back from Mr. Treize's grave." The braided girl nodded and smiled, then beckoned the other girl to take a seat next to her. The blonde sat down as commanded and waited for Relena to start talking.
"What took so long? Treize's grave isn't too far from here..."
Dorothy just smiled. "Oh, I guess I stayed longer than I intended. I always lose track of time when I'm up there, but I suppose I got carried away today...What have you been doing all day, Miss Relena?"
The blue eyed girl smiled and took another sip of her tea. "I've been talking with my brother about his...preference...He's a little surprised that I don't seem angry at him...anymore." She sighed and looked at Dorothy. "Of course that was before I talked to the Council about him and all the other Gundam Pilots." Her expression turned dark for a moment and she continued to speak: "They, the Council of course, had no problem with it; they said being homosexual has nothing to do with their duties as Preventors. Even when I showed them the picture of Ralph Kurt and Milliardo. They just shrugged it off and said it was none of their business. So that's all I can do then...for now perhaps. I will get what I want...eventually." She smiled at Dorothy who sat staring at her for a moment.
"Well, Miss Relena, what is it that you want?"
A dry smile passed the short haired girl's lips. She shrugged and said, "I want to know why they are the way that they are..."
Dorothy nodded and stood. "Well, Miss Relena," she said, a strange tone in her voice, "I must be going now...perhaps to talk to Mr. Zechs..." Relena nodded as if dismissing her, and went back to her book.
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Duo sat on the hood of his car, nibbling a Danish.* Tears pricked at the back of his violet eyes, but he pushed them back. 'Heero,' he thought sadly, 'I thought you loved me.' Finishing up his pastry, the chestnut-haired pilot got up, dusted himself off, and got into his car.
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"Can I see your ID, please?" a security officer asked. "Sir, I cannot allow you to pass these gates unless I see your ID."
Heero gave her a cold look and pulled out his gun. He aimed the automatic, safety already off. "Open the gates," he hissed and when the rent-a-cop* didn't comply, the blue-eyed teen shot at her, barely missing. "If you don't open the FUCKING gate, I will Kill You, understand?"
The young woman in uniform nodded fearfully and quickly went to open the gate. The metal bars slowly creaked upon and the pilot gunned it, almost not making it through. Alarms went off almost as soon as he passed through the gates, but Heero ignored them, completely absorbed in his new 'mission'. His small car turned sharply into a large garage and he slammed on his breaks.
Quickly, he jumped out and walked toward the PeaceCraft Mansion. A security officer rushed up to him, attempting to stop the almost crazy pilot, but the brown haired young man grabbed the officer's outstretched arm and broke it in half, not even bothering to stop walking. He grabbed the now screaming officer by his purple hair and held a gun to his throat, half dragging him, half leading him along.
"What's your name?" Heero asked and the officer barely managed to choke out an answer: "Cye." The almost superhumanly strong teen nodded curtly, then as he passed other officers, he gave them warning looks. One dared to come close and the blue-eyed young man shot him in the leg mercilessly. "Anyone tries shit like that again and I will shoot you down. Now Back off!" The young patrol wo/men all took steps back, giving each other wary looks, but Heero ignored them all; instead he continued to charge through them until he got to the front of the Mansion.
He slammed the butt end of the gun into the intercom and let a small explosion go off. He kicked open the door, which caused him to jar Cye's arm; the older boy whimpered in pain and fear. The azure-eyed pilot glared down the hallway, when something caught his eye: It was Relena, wearing a pale peach business suit. "Heero?" she asked, her voice carrying an edge of surprise. "Miss Relena! Please get away, he's gonna hurt-!" The purple-haired boy passed out swiftly as the ex-pilot slammed hi gun into the back of his head.
Eyes widened in shock, Relena looked at the slumped body at Heero's feet. She glanced up at the 17 year old. "Why, He-!" Her voice caught in her throat as she stared down the barrel of his gun.
"You should have listened to him Relena..."
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END!!! For now that is!!!
GW isn't mine!!!
Rent a cop=my schools Security...