The girl appeared in yet another warehouse. Another robotic machine stood before her but this time people were working on it.
She walked around the robot only able to see the top of the chest and up.
On the other side she found a man and asked, "How are we doing so far?"
The man looked at her and said, "we're doing great. Almost done."
She nodded and turned to look at the machine again.
She barely realized that a man with short blonde hair walked up to her and the worker.
He started talking to the man next her. They started yelling so she turned towards them.
"That is enough you two. There is no reason to get angry..."
"Barton. Trowa Barton."
He reached inside his jacket to pull something out. The guy next to her wiped out his gun aimed and fired without any rational thought.
She stared as the bullet hit the guy's chest hitting his heart.
Then the large body fell to the ground and a picture of a red haired girl and her mom fell to the floor.
She turned to the man next to her and yelled, "Why the hell did you do that."
The man stuttered, "I...I don't know... I thought he was reaching for a gun."
She became furious but then a noise not to far from them caught both of their attentions.
She ordered, "Come out of there."
Slowly a figure emerged from the shadows with his hands up. One dark green eye stared at the both of them.
She asked curiously, "Who are you?"
"I am nobody."
She almost smiled at his answer but stopped herself from doing so.
She turned to the guy next to her who was ready to shoot their guest.
"No, no more killing. This was enough for one day."
The guy lowered his gun and put it away.
The girl sighed in relief before turning to the new guy, "you...you will pilot Heavyarms and go by the name of Trowa Barton."
The new Trowa nodded and looked at Heavyarms.
The girl stated, "This will be your first mission. You know of mission meteor. Set your course to earth."
She turned from the two and walked away from them.
She grinned when she heard the roar of the machine start up and takes off into space.
She pressed the red button of her devise and vanished from the warehouse.
She appeared back in her room once again. She walked happily to the mirror again and sat down in her chair. She slid off the wig and then peeled off the eyebrows, glasses and cream.
She tossed the cream into the trash and left the other things on her vanity.
She opened her make-up box and applied some cover up to her face to make her skin look lighter.
After covering a good amount of her face that used to be tan now looked pale white. She grabbed a set of black eyebrows and put them on perfectly over her honey blonde ones
She grabbed a brush and ran it through her dyed hair.
She got up again and slipped off her coat, white shirt and blue pants. She then walked to he closet only wearing her underwear.
She slipped on a pair of black loose fit Chinese pants and tied the waist with a white cloth. She then grabbed a white shoulder sleeve shirt from a hanger that had a tiger design on the front.
The girl walked back to her mirror. She had black hair loosely braided to the center of her back. She then noticed she still wore the blue contacts. She took them out and smiled at her own work.
She was now a character in a movie. A person she created in the world.
She was now Marion but supposedly soon to be, Marion Chang who has been in a war for three days fighting to protect her colony.
She then left her room and entered a hanger. They're laid a beat up machine.
But this one wasn't as grand as the ones those boys would pilot. This was just a mobile suit. She climbed into the cockpit of it and turned it on.
She grabbed her devise and hooked it around her wrist. She pressed the red button and her and the machine vanished.
She walked around the robot only able to see the top of the chest and up.
On the other side she found a man and asked, "How are we doing so far?"
The man looked at her and said, "we're doing great. Almost done."
She nodded and turned to look at the machine again.
She barely realized that a man with short blonde hair walked up to her and the worker.
He started talking to the man next her. They started yelling so she turned towards them.
"That is enough you two. There is no reason to get angry..."
"Barton. Trowa Barton."
He reached inside his jacket to pull something out. The guy next to her wiped out his gun aimed and fired without any rational thought.
She stared as the bullet hit the guy's chest hitting his heart.
Then the large body fell to the ground and a picture of a red haired girl and her mom fell to the floor.
She turned to the man next to her and yelled, "Why the hell did you do that."
The man stuttered, "I...I don't know... I thought he was reaching for a gun."
She became furious but then a noise not to far from them caught both of their attentions.
She ordered, "Come out of there."
Slowly a figure emerged from the shadows with his hands up. One dark green eye stared at the both of them.
She asked curiously, "Who are you?"
"I am nobody."
She almost smiled at his answer but stopped herself from doing so.
She turned to the guy next to her who was ready to shoot their guest.
"No, no more killing. This was enough for one day."
The guy lowered his gun and put it away.
The girl sighed in relief before turning to the new guy, "you...you will pilot Heavyarms and go by the name of Trowa Barton."
The new Trowa nodded and looked at Heavyarms.
The girl stated, "This will be your first mission. You know of mission meteor. Set your course to earth."
She turned from the two and walked away from them.
She grinned when she heard the roar of the machine start up and takes off into space.
She pressed the red button of her devise and vanished from the warehouse.
She appeared back in her room once again. She walked happily to the mirror again and sat down in her chair. She slid off the wig and then peeled off the eyebrows, glasses and cream.
She tossed the cream into the trash and left the other things on her vanity.
She opened her make-up box and applied some cover up to her face to make her skin look lighter.
After covering a good amount of her face that used to be tan now looked pale white. She grabbed a set of black eyebrows and put them on perfectly over her honey blonde ones
She grabbed a brush and ran it through her dyed hair.
She got up again and slipped off her coat, white shirt and blue pants. She then walked to he closet only wearing her underwear.
She slipped on a pair of black loose fit Chinese pants and tied the waist with a white cloth. She then grabbed a white shoulder sleeve shirt from a hanger that had a tiger design on the front.
The girl walked back to her mirror. She had black hair loosely braided to the center of her back. She then noticed she still wore the blue contacts. She took them out and smiled at her own work.
She was now a character in a movie. A person she created in the world.
She was now Marion but supposedly soon to be, Marion Chang who has been in a war for three days fighting to protect her colony.
She then left her room and entered a hanger. They're laid a beat up machine.
But this one wasn't as grand as the ones those boys would pilot. This was just a mobile suit. She climbed into the cockpit of it and turned it on.
She grabbed her devise and hooked it around her wrist. She pressed the red button and her and the machine vanished.