~ you guys all know this stuff. I don't own these characters. They belong to the people that thought them up first. I did for the girls, but eh gw boys are other people's, who r probably rich right now.~
Heero's thoughts were once again stuck on Cheryl, Cara and Amanda. He couldn't stop thinking about them. The emotions that ran threw him like water were mostly alien. He could recognize the anger, hurt, and rage. But there were other ones there he had never felt before. They troubled him. He was a perfect soldier, damnit; he didn't need nor want feelings. They got in the way. Trowa had once said that the only way to be was to act on your emotions. But did Heero have any? He put his fingers to his temples, trying to shut out the confusion. He closed his eyes for a minute, and didn't open them again for at least 2 hours.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flash Back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The interrogation room looked different somehow. He had been in several of them now, and this one seemed to be the most hostile. 'It looks more like a torture chamber then an interrogation room' he thought. An icy feeling gripped his stomach that was probably what it was. A torture chamber. Wufei was hanging beside him on the wall; he had yet to regain consciousness. They were held against the wall by their wrists, which were securely locked into cuffs above his head. Steeling himself against the inevitable, Heero made a mental note not to be broken, he never would. Never. Wufei woke up with a groan.
"Damn soldiers. It's an injustice to hit a bound enemy"
"How many breaks?" Heero asked bluntly.
"Hang on a sec," Wufei suddenly thrashed wildly, feeling his injuries hurt more. "Perhaps a dislocated shoulder, at least 2 bullet wounds in knee and thigh, bruised ribs…. no breaks." Heero smirked. Starting off his own list
"I think I beat you. One broken wrist, a slight concussion, several lacerations, minor bruising…" Wufei looked up in surprise, Heero rarely went on about his injuries, preferring to ignore them then talk.
"I don't like this room" he said suddenly. Wufei nodded in response. The walls were metal, cold against their skin, stealing the body warmth. The floor was also made of strong metal, unscratched. In the corner was a wooden table, but the implements on its surface were best to leave un-thought about. A door on the far side suddenly opened and a badly damaged Amanda was propelled forcefully in. A scowling Cheryl, who was also hurt in several places, soon followed her. A burly soldier followed them in. Grabbing Amanda and lifting her up by one beefy hand, he started to hang her on the wall opposite the boys, on one of the other manacles. Cheryl tried to hit the man, but she was weakened from her wounds and the man quickly stopped her. Punching the girl in the face, he pushed her into the wall. Cheryl fell to the floor, her head pounding, blood trickling out of her mouth. Amanda struggled wildly. But she was too small to do anything. She was stuck to the wall, the other girl joined her shortly, still dazed. The soldier had a badge over his arm, showing his rank as lieutenant. A small voiced echoed in Wufei's mind.
*You guys ok*
Wufei realized Cheryl was using telepathy to speak to them. Looking at Heero, the pilot of Shenlong noticed he two had gotten the message. Closing his eyes, Wufei replied by saying the word in his mind. Yes.
*How long have you two been here? *
Heero replied this time. 'Not long, 10 minutes maybe. Are you and Amanda alright?'
*Not really, Amanda's hurt pretty badly, blood loss majorly, she won't last long in here* Wufei realized that she hadn't told them how she was. While they had been talking the Soldier had been selecting instruments from the table, now he stood in the middle of the room.
"My name is Cherub" He stated quietly "you will tell me were the Gundams are and your fellow pilots. I am a master of Pain and Death, if you do not answer, I will make you." Cheryl didn't doubt it, she had recently read his mind and was appalled at his record. He was Oz's best man for getting information out of his captives; he had killed 5 during the last incident. None had been able to refuse him. But I will she thought fiercely. Cherub continued.
"Who will I break first?" He asked, turning slowly, his eyes locked onto Amanda. "They always say, ladies first." Stepping forward he brought a punishing blow down on her stomach. Thoroughly winded, the girl gasped for several minutes.
"Where are the gundams?" she was asked. Cheryl's voice penetrated the deep ocean of pain, fear and fatigue that was drowning the young girl. Offering a lifeline. Cheryl took some of the pain away, feeling it herself, she winced. Amanda said a silent thank you. Steeling herself boldly, she spat into Cherubs face.
"I will tell you nothing!" she said quietly. Heero was shocked at the amount of fire in Amanda's eyes. He had never seen this side of her before. She may be a complete ditz, he thought. But when it came to her friends, she would die before hurting them. Heero didn't know what to do, not even Wufei was this fiercely loyal. He winced as Cherub buried his fist in Amanda's chest, right below the throat. 'Is there any way we can help?' The male pilots asked simultaneously.
Cheryl quickly answered.
*Amanda is the weakest of us all right now, if I give you some of her pain, and her some of your strength, she might actually live. It will hurt, we can't let Cherub see us feel her pain, he'll use it to his advantage*
Heero and Wufei nodded wordlessly. Biting his lip in anticipation of the pain to come, Heero waited. He didn't wait long, searing pain filed his body for several long seconds before dissipating, glancing at Wufei he noticed he too, was silently suffering. Amanda now realized what they were doing and looked at them in desperation, barely moving her head in a definite no signal. Cherub had returned from the table with a long dagger. He viewed it in the light, letting the colors dance along its blade. Enjoying the fight still left in the girls eyes. He toyed with the blade, bringing it over the girls face, the razor sharp edge following her features. He suddenly whipped the blade low, cutting into Amanda's shoulder. She twinged in pain. Cherub laughed at her pain. Heero ground his teeth in fury, he was toying with them.
Cheryl silently struggled against the bonds. She couldn't keep taking away the pain; it was weakening all of them. There was only one option left. Taking all of the pain felt by the remaining 3 pilots, Cheryl directed it toward Amanda. The sudden fiery feeling sweeping through Amanda caused her to pass, mercifully, into darkness. Wufei, and Heero, understanding what Cheryl had done, secretly smiled. He couldn't hurt Amanda anymore.
Cherub growled in frustration at the gone girl. He didn't want that to happen, it shouldn't of. He hadn't inflicted enough pain to cause her to black out. Glaring suspiciously at the others in the room he moved back to the table, putting away the knife. Wufei suddenly had a strong thought. Without really meaning to, Cheryl read it.
'Can you use your mind to move objects?' he asked her.
Cheryl didn't know, she had never done co before. But since she could mind read she might have the necessary mind power.
*I'll try* She told him.
Completely ignoring the torturer, Cheryl closed her eyes and imaging the table, seeing the dagger, she imagined it moving toward Cherub. Opening her eyes, She saw the dagger had moved marginally toward her. Seeing Cherub moving toward Wufei with a…a thing in his hand she quickly tried again.
Wufei saw the man stand before him, gazing the boy up and down. His eyes rested on the lean arms, and he raised his tool toward it. Stopping halfway he looked Wufei in the eye.
"Know what this is?" he asked, "It's called a handi-sythce, used to cut deep into a body, through muscle and bone, severing the limb. Shall I try it on you?"
Hearing the words that were just spoken, Cheryl felt a rush of anger. Suddenly, the dagger zoomed toward Cherub. Burying itself up to it's hilt in his back. He died without a sound.
"Ok then, part a complete. Part b how do we get out of the manacles?" Cheryl asked. Amanda had recently revived and said quietly, "there's a switch by the table, maybe it'll let us down." Cheryl doubted it, but her mind picked up a whip and pushed the switch down, to her and everyone else's amazement, they fell to the floor.
"Told ya," Amanda said wearily. Pulling himself up, Wufei limped over to Amanda. Checking her pulse he pulled her prone form upright. Cheryl lent a hand as Heero opened the door, checking for soldiers. Supporting Amanda on either side, Wufei and Cheryl followed Heero out the door. Half dragging, half carrying Amanda with them, they made it down the hall. Turning to the left, Heero set a quick pace.
"Stop!" Cheryl said breathlessly. She was leaning against the wall with Wufei; Amanda struggled to stand on her own. Wufei's wounded leg wasn't working well. Heero came back, he was the lessest (is that a word ^_^) wounded of the group. Quickly picking up Amanda, he started forward again. Sighing in resignation, Cheryl helped Wufei up and hurried after him, she got 5 feet before collapsing. Stubbornly refusing help, she regained her feet and kept walking. Wufei watched her intently, monitoring her rapid breathing. Reaching a door, they exited swiftly. Feeling the sunlight on her back, Cheryl straightened slightly. Running to their concealed jeep, Heero jumped into the driver's seat. Narrowly missing the stick shift with his behind, he slammed on the gas. Amanda was settled comfortably on the bed of the jeep, her head resting on Cheryl's lap. Wufei knelt nearby, the first aid kit open. He was surprised to find himself bandaging the other girl before himself. He didn't think of it before he just did.
"Will she be alright?" Heero asked from the front
"She should be," Cheryl answered. "Its just fatigue"
"What about yourself?" he pushed.
"Fine"
"All that for nothing!" Wufei spat. "We didn't even get the files!"
At this Amanda started to laugh like a maniac. Looking for signs of delirium, Cheryl found none. She looked worriedly at Wufei. Amanda shut up.
"Left hand pocket" she said in between giggles. Cheryl lifted up the t-shirt Amanda was wearing. It went all the way down to her knees. Safely nestled in her wide jean pockets, were the encrypted files. Pulling out the tough paper, Amanda's body shook with more laughter. It was infectious, soon both Cheryl and Wufei were laughing as well. Heero looked in the rear view mirror. A smile appeared on his face before he knew it. But he soon realized, he couldn't remove it, and he didn't want to.
~Yes!!! Another Part is up!!! If you want the next part though…. you guys gotta give me 5 reviews. Then the next part comes up. *Grins evilly* or will we leave Amy to die in the hospital? ~