Adventures In Tokyo
Disclaimer: No matter how many times I'd like to convince myself, Gundam Wing and all respective characters do not belong to me.
"Look, I think she's coming around!" Hilde muttered, shaking Relena's shoulder while Duo poured some water from his cupped hands onto her face. Relena's eyes unclouded and she blinked, then coughed up the water that had splashed down her throat.
"Heero! The warehouse…" she coughed, shaking her head as if to clear some terrible image. Duo and Hilde once again exchanged looks.
"Hey, don't worry about it Relena-chan. Heero's fine, he's probably just buying you a souvenir with Pinky somewhere…" Duo said, helping the dazed princess to sit up. "What I'm worried about is you. What happened?!"
Relena jumped to her feet, her eyes wide with fear. "There's no time! I have to help him. I know the way." Without another word, she took off down the street running, white fireworks exploding in the background and the crowd closed in, swallowing her up.
Duo blinked and Hilde yelled. "Come on, we've got to follow her! There's got to be something wrong if she didn't even yell at us for following her to Japan!" Duo nodded and took off running.
Heero groaned. It felt as though every cell in his body was on fire. There was a dull roaring in his ears and pain exploded through his skull. What was going on? Bright white lights flashed against his closed eyes making spidery patterns against the black of his eyelids. Fireworks, his brain registered sluggishly, as though it were working on half power. The parade.
Heero groaned again and tried to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't. If he had been watching the parade how did he end up here, where ever "here" may be. And what had happened to him? He strained to think, to brush away the cloudy fog hovering over his mind that was severing all the connections. Forced himself to remember.
A then, the memory surfaced, choppy and faint, but definitely there. He was once again on the curb watching the parade, his arms wrapped around Relena and vaguely aware that Akira was standing behind him, nearly breathing down his neck. She had asked him something, for help. The details were still sketchy, but he could register his own consent.
He was walking with her, reluctantly, following the pink head of hair bobbing through the crowd. And a question. His own. "Where's this concession stand at?" He saw Akira turn, her movements dreadfully slow. Saw her hand, clutching a rag. He couldn't react, his guard was down. She was upon him in an instant, pressing the rag up against his face. Nose. Mouth. There was no air. Except the sickly smell of chemicals that were doused in the rag. The chemicals entered his brain, and his head nearly exploded with the first wave of pain. His gun. Too slow. She wretched it away and sent it clattering to the pavement below, where he would soon follow. She smiled. The memory faded, leaving Heero angry, in pain, and a prisoner in his own body. And even then he could hear her laugh, no longer like music but like nails on a chalk board.
"Sleep easy Heero," it said.
So he did.
At first, all she was aware of was her own feet pounding hard on the ground below, and the steady shallow breathing that accompanied long distance running. Her heart beat faster with every step she took, blood pulsing around her body to give her more energy, as though it sensed the urgency of the situation.
But as time went on, she dimly acknowledged the fact that she might be making a mistake. Her visions had predicted the abduction, location, and torture of Heero. But it had also predicted her own death. What if she was walking into a sealed fate? Relena shook her head and pressed herself to run faster, knowing that there was no way in hell she would leave Heero at the mercy of OZ and that undercover bitch Akira. Especially because it was she that had suggested the trip to Japan. It was her, and her alone, who had marked Heero's, and her own fate. So it would have to be her to rescue them both.
Relena was so immersed in her own thought that she failed to notice that two figures were now running by her side. "Hey kid, mind clueing us in on what's going on?" One of them panted, sounding strangely familiar. Relena blinked, then looked to her right and left to see Duo and Hilde struggling to keep up with her. "What are you two doing here?" she demanded angrily, not breaking a pace in her running. Hilde blinked. "Um, how about we discuss that later. What's important now is that we're here and we're going to help. Now, WHAT'S GOING ON?" Relena sighed heavily and said. "It's a long story. But we do have quite a run."
Heero moaned and opened his eyes. At least I can do *that* again, he mused. Too bad I feel like I just self detonated. He blinked once, then again, just to confirm the repossession of his sight. He went to move his arms and legs to get a reading on his mobility, when he discovered he couldn't. His head couldn't turn as well. He was sitting strapped into a stiff metal chair that was covered in dried red patches that made Heero wonder what kind of a place he was in.
It was obviously some sort of OZ faculty here on Earth that hadn't been revealed to the public. He quickly went through a list of all the possible places to have a base in Tokyo without being detected but came up with nothing. Suddenly, a voice interrupted his thoughts. "Heero Yuy, cool, calm and collected right to the bitter end."
Heero looked up through his dark brown bangs to see Akira standing partially hidden in the shadows, her red eyes sparkling mischievously. "I bet you never saw this coming, did you?" she inquired, taking a step into the white fluorescent light that hung over Heero's head. In the light, Heero could see that the sweet innocent girl who had housed them for a week no longer existed. Akira's long pink hair was gathered up into a tight bun in the back of her head, and she wore a sardonic smile on her lips. She was no longer in her ceremonial white kimono but in an emerald green OZ military uniform bedecked in glittering badges. Her smile deepened.
"You know why you're here." she rapped out, more statement than question. "I'm to interrogate you on the Gundams and the rebels plans. But you knew that already didn't you?" Heero said nothing, but showed no sign of fear or contempt, just a stony silence and an infliction of pain. "Well then, here's something you don't know. My name is Lieutenant Akira-Setsuna Kaioh of the OZ Number One division." She took a step closer to Heero's chair, her boots echoing loudly in the empty room. "Master of weaponry, battle tactics and profoundly deceptive in the art of undercover infiltration." She stopped her pacing, and stood towering over her prisoner, eyes shining more brightly than ever.
"I always get what I want." She said, bending over so that her face was only centimeters away from his own. "And you're going to give it to me."
"Here it is!" Relena called, coming to a complete halt and gasping for breath while clutching a stitch in her side. Duo collapsed on the ground next to her, while Hilde stood panting and looking as though she wanted to die.
"I- have- never- run- that- fast- EVER," she breathed. Duo grinned up weakly at her. "Hey, you made a rhyme!"
Everyone present groaned at Duo's pathetic attempts to lighten up the situation and turned back to the task at hand. Infiltrating the old warehouse, which was going to prove to be not so abandoned after all.
"I'm going in from the back," Relena said quietly, not sure when she became an expert on military strategies. "There's something I need to take care of. Hilde, you try through the roof. Duo, you take the side windows. Remember what I told you the room he's being held in looks like?"
"Yes," they both echoed and slunk off to carry out their missions. Relena, feeling as though her insides were nothing but one giant knot, started off towards the rear of the warehouse.
Hilde quickly scaled the warehouse using a few pole vaulting techniques she had picked up when they visited Wufei's colony. When she found herself on the roof, she moaned in disbelief. There was no entrance to the building below. No window, no grate, no door. Not even a solitary crack in the twelve inch thick cement and plaster underneath her feet. And to make matters worse, she had heard something click. It was a faint noise, sounding definitely mechanical, coming from somewhere on the rooftop. But there was definitely a click. And when something unknown clicks, you don't move.
Hilde's eyes frantically scanned the perimeter of the rooftop but found nothing. Wait, there was something. A tiny, red flashing light winked out at her from the very corner of the rooftop. Hilde gulped. She didn't need to have any special equipment with her to tell what that was. She had seen enough of them to last her a lifetime and then some. A motion sensor. That little clicking sound she heard earlier was her stepping on one of the many microscopic triggers set all over the rooftop. Once activated, the suckers sent out invisible beams of red light crisscrossing over the entire rooftop. If Hilde moved an inch, she could hit one of the beams and the microscopic triggers would explode with just enough force to kill her and not do any damage to the actual building.
Damn.
"Duo!" Hilde hissed, hoping to warn him in time. "Duo, be careful down there. They have tons of-"
Click
"Nevermind."
Relena moved cautiously across the premises, keeping an extra careful look out for motion sensors and cameras. Luckily, she avoided any opposition and made it to the back of the warehouse, which, from what she could gather from her vision, was pretty much remote and unguarded. The only object of interest back here was the trash. Relena shivered.
"I have to do this, I can't just leave her here." she repeated softly to herself, edging closer and closer to the dumpster. She knew she had to get Utena's body out of the OZ trash disposal and at least to a respectable grave. But removing the body in a vision and removing the body in real life had become two very different things. Relena gulped, and with a shaking hand, flung open the dumpster lid.
Slowly, she peered inside, and gasped. The dumpster was filled to the bursting with trash. But no body. Relena let out a confused, yet relieved, sigh and closed the lid. Then it hit her. "Of course!" she whispered. "My vision only told me things that were to come. They probably still have Utena alive, somewhere inside. If only I can reach her and Heero first, before…" Relena trailed off, her own horrific thoughts ending her statement for her.
Click
Relena froze. She had stepped on a motion sensor. "Oh great, this is all I need," she said angrily, balancing carefully on one foot. Then, inspiration struck. Slowly and carefully, Relena moved one of her arms. Inch by inch. She could only pray that the laser beams sensing motion were criss-crossed against the ground and not in the air as well. Her hand connected with her side pocket and she grinned. Just as slowly, she pulled out an emerald green compact that looked like it was for makeup. When she snapped it open, a computer screen displayed on the top, while a mirror reflected her own determined expression on the bottom. For once in her life, she was glad to have paid attention when Heero insisted on drilling her on the operation of all his infiltration gadgets.
"Locate motion sensor." Relena whispered into the compact. The mini computer whirled and buzzed, then proceeded to shoot a lime green light out of the top in the direction of the dumpster. Without moving from her stationary position, Relena squinted hard at the spot where the thin beam of light was landing on. Sure enough, planted on the dumpster was a tiny piece of metal, the main computer chip controlling the motion sensors for this area. Relena narrowed her eyes and flipped up the mirror part of the compact.
"Gotcha now," she said and swiftly brought the mirror down directly in front of the computer chip's line of fire. The motion sensing lasers the chip was sending out hit the mirror instead and fractured off into a million pieces. There was another faint click and the mini bombs were deactivated.
Relena grinned and re-pocketed her compact, hearing Duo's excited voice whisper from the other side of the building, "My sensor bombs just went off. And I found a way in!"
"I'm coming!" Relena called and edged along the wall towards his location. From high up above them they could hear Hilde moan.
"No fair! My sensor bombs are still on!"
Disclaimer: No matter how many times I'd like to convince myself, Gundam Wing and all respective characters do not belong to me.
"Look, I think she's coming around!" Hilde muttered, shaking Relena's shoulder while Duo poured some water from his cupped hands onto her face. Relena's eyes unclouded and she blinked, then coughed up the water that had splashed down her throat.
"Heero! The warehouse…" she coughed, shaking her head as if to clear some terrible image. Duo and Hilde once again exchanged looks.
"Hey, don't worry about it Relena-chan. Heero's fine, he's probably just buying you a souvenir with Pinky somewhere…" Duo said, helping the dazed princess to sit up. "What I'm worried about is you. What happened?!"
Relena jumped to her feet, her eyes wide with fear. "There's no time! I have to help him. I know the way." Without another word, she took off down the street running, white fireworks exploding in the background and the crowd closed in, swallowing her up.
Duo blinked and Hilde yelled. "Come on, we've got to follow her! There's got to be something wrong if she didn't even yell at us for following her to Japan!" Duo nodded and took off running.
Heero groaned. It felt as though every cell in his body was on fire. There was a dull roaring in his ears and pain exploded through his skull. What was going on? Bright white lights flashed against his closed eyes making spidery patterns against the black of his eyelids. Fireworks, his brain registered sluggishly, as though it were working on half power. The parade.
Heero groaned again and tried to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't. If he had been watching the parade how did he end up here, where ever "here" may be. And what had happened to him? He strained to think, to brush away the cloudy fog hovering over his mind that was severing all the connections. Forced himself to remember.
A then, the memory surfaced, choppy and faint, but definitely there. He was once again on the curb watching the parade, his arms wrapped around Relena and vaguely aware that Akira was standing behind him, nearly breathing down his neck. She had asked him something, for help. The details were still sketchy, but he could register his own consent.
He was walking with her, reluctantly, following the pink head of hair bobbing through the crowd. And a question. His own. "Where's this concession stand at?" He saw Akira turn, her movements dreadfully slow. Saw her hand, clutching a rag. He couldn't react, his guard was down. She was upon him in an instant, pressing the rag up against his face. Nose. Mouth. There was no air. Except the sickly smell of chemicals that were doused in the rag. The chemicals entered his brain, and his head nearly exploded with the first wave of pain. His gun. Too slow. She wretched it away and sent it clattering to the pavement below, where he would soon follow. She smiled. The memory faded, leaving Heero angry, in pain, and a prisoner in his own body. And even then he could hear her laugh, no longer like music but like nails on a chalk board.
"Sleep easy Heero," it said.
So he did.
At first, all she was aware of was her own feet pounding hard on the ground below, and the steady shallow breathing that accompanied long distance running. Her heart beat faster with every step she took, blood pulsing around her body to give her more energy, as though it sensed the urgency of the situation.
But as time went on, she dimly acknowledged the fact that she might be making a mistake. Her visions had predicted the abduction, location, and torture of Heero. But it had also predicted her own death. What if she was walking into a sealed fate? Relena shook her head and pressed herself to run faster, knowing that there was no way in hell she would leave Heero at the mercy of OZ and that undercover bitch Akira. Especially because it was she that had suggested the trip to Japan. It was her, and her alone, who had marked Heero's, and her own fate. So it would have to be her to rescue them both.
Relena was so immersed in her own thought that she failed to notice that two figures were now running by her side. "Hey kid, mind clueing us in on what's going on?" One of them panted, sounding strangely familiar. Relena blinked, then looked to her right and left to see Duo and Hilde struggling to keep up with her. "What are you two doing here?" she demanded angrily, not breaking a pace in her running. Hilde blinked. "Um, how about we discuss that later. What's important now is that we're here and we're going to help. Now, WHAT'S GOING ON?" Relena sighed heavily and said. "It's a long story. But we do have quite a run."
Heero moaned and opened his eyes. At least I can do *that* again, he mused. Too bad I feel like I just self detonated. He blinked once, then again, just to confirm the repossession of his sight. He went to move his arms and legs to get a reading on his mobility, when he discovered he couldn't. His head couldn't turn as well. He was sitting strapped into a stiff metal chair that was covered in dried red patches that made Heero wonder what kind of a place he was in.
It was obviously some sort of OZ faculty here on Earth that hadn't been revealed to the public. He quickly went through a list of all the possible places to have a base in Tokyo without being detected but came up with nothing. Suddenly, a voice interrupted his thoughts. "Heero Yuy, cool, calm and collected right to the bitter end."
Heero looked up through his dark brown bangs to see Akira standing partially hidden in the shadows, her red eyes sparkling mischievously. "I bet you never saw this coming, did you?" she inquired, taking a step into the white fluorescent light that hung over Heero's head. In the light, Heero could see that the sweet innocent girl who had housed them for a week no longer existed. Akira's long pink hair was gathered up into a tight bun in the back of her head, and she wore a sardonic smile on her lips. She was no longer in her ceremonial white kimono but in an emerald green OZ military uniform bedecked in glittering badges. Her smile deepened.
"You know why you're here." she rapped out, more statement than question. "I'm to interrogate you on the Gundams and the rebels plans. But you knew that already didn't you?" Heero said nothing, but showed no sign of fear or contempt, just a stony silence and an infliction of pain. "Well then, here's something you don't know. My name is Lieutenant Akira-Setsuna Kaioh of the OZ Number One division." She took a step closer to Heero's chair, her boots echoing loudly in the empty room. "Master of weaponry, battle tactics and profoundly deceptive in the art of undercover infiltration." She stopped her pacing, and stood towering over her prisoner, eyes shining more brightly than ever.
"I always get what I want." She said, bending over so that her face was only centimeters away from his own. "And you're going to give it to me."
"Here it is!" Relena called, coming to a complete halt and gasping for breath while clutching a stitch in her side. Duo collapsed on the ground next to her, while Hilde stood panting and looking as though she wanted to die.
"I- have- never- run- that- fast- EVER," she breathed. Duo grinned up weakly at her. "Hey, you made a rhyme!"
Everyone present groaned at Duo's pathetic attempts to lighten up the situation and turned back to the task at hand. Infiltrating the old warehouse, which was going to prove to be not so abandoned after all.
"I'm going in from the back," Relena said quietly, not sure when she became an expert on military strategies. "There's something I need to take care of. Hilde, you try through the roof. Duo, you take the side windows. Remember what I told you the room he's being held in looks like?"
"Yes," they both echoed and slunk off to carry out their missions. Relena, feeling as though her insides were nothing but one giant knot, started off towards the rear of the warehouse.
Hilde quickly scaled the warehouse using a few pole vaulting techniques she had picked up when they visited Wufei's colony. When she found herself on the roof, she moaned in disbelief. There was no entrance to the building below. No window, no grate, no door. Not even a solitary crack in the twelve inch thick cement and plaster underneath her feet. And to make matters worse, she had heard something click. It was a faint noise, sounding definitely mechanical, coming from somewhere on the rooftop. But there was definitely a click. And when something unknown clicks, you don't move.
Hilde's eyes frantically scanned the perimeter of the rooftop but found nothing. Wait, there was something. A tiny, red flashing light winked out at her from the very corner of the rooftop. Hilde gulped. She didn't need to have any special equipment with her to tell what that was. She had seen enough of them to last her a lifetime and then some. A motion sensor. That little clicking sound she heard earlier was her stepping on one of the many microscopic triggers set all over the rooftop. Once activated, the suckers sent out invisible beams of red light crisscrossing over the entire rooftop. If Hilde moved an inch, she could hit one of the beams and the microscopic triggers would explode with just enough force to kill her and not do any damage to the actual building.
Damn.
"Duo!" Hilde hissed, hoping to warn him in time. "Duo, be careful down there. They have tons of-"
Click
"Nevermind."
Relena moved cautiously across the premises, keeping an extra careful look out for motion sensors and cameras. Luckily, she avoided any opposition and made it to the back of the warehouse, which, from what she could gather from her vision, was pretty much remote and unguarded. The only object of interest back here was the trash. Relena shivered.
"I have to do this, I can't just leave her here." she repeated softly to herself, edging closer and closer to the dumpster. She knew she had to get Utena's body out of the OZ trash disposal and at least to a respectable grave. But removing the body in a vision and removing the body in real life had become two very different things. Relena gulped, and with a shaking hand, flung open the dumpster lid.
Slowly, she peered inside, and gasped. The dumpster was filled to the bursting with trash. But no body. Relena let out a confused, yet relieved, sigh and closed the lid. Then it hit her. "Of course!" she whispered. "My vision only told me things that were to come. They probably still have Utena alive, somewhere inside. If only I can reach her and Heero first, before…" Relena trailed off, her own horrific thoughts ending her statement for her.
Click
Relena froze. She had stepped on a motion sensor. "Oh great, this is all I need," she said angrily, balancing carefully on one foot. Then, inspiration struck. Slowly and carefully, Relena moved one of her arms. Inch by inch. She could only pray that the laser beams sensing motion were criss-crossed against the ground and not in the air as well. Her hand connected with her side pocket and she grinned. Just as slowly, she pulled out an emerald green compact that looked like it was for makeup. When she snapped it open, a computer screen displayed on the top, while a mirror reflected her own determined expression on the bottom. For once in her life, she was glad to have paid attention when Heero insisted on drilling her on the operation of all his infiltration gadgets.
"Locate motion sensor." Relena whispered into the compact. The mini computer whirled and buzzed, then proceeded to shoot a lime green light out of the top in the direction of the dumpster. Without moving from her stationary position, Relena squinted hard at the spot where the thin beam of light was landing on. Sure enough, planted on the dumpster was a tiny piece of metal, the main computer chip controlling the motion sensors for this area. Relena narrowed her eyes and flipped up the mirror part of the compact.
"Gotcha now," she said and swiftly brought the mirror down directly in front of the computer chip's line of fire. The motion sensing lasers the chip was sending out hit the mirror instead and fractured off into a million pieces. There was another faint click and the mini bombs were deactivated.
Relena grinned and re-pocketed her compact, hearing Duo's excited voice whisper from the other side of the building, "My sensor bombs just went off. And I found a way in!"
"I'm coming!" Relena called and edged along the wall towards his location. From high up above them they could hear Hilde moan.
"No fair! My sensor bombs are still on!"