Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing otherwise there would be MANY changes.
Anyway if a lawyer comes around asking about some girl named Chaya-le, you
don't know her.
Authors Note: I wrote the last chapter at the same time I'm writing this one so the others will hopefully come in fast succession! Just a heads up I have a huge research project in history, which is like due on January 31. I know it shouldn't affect my stories, but it will because I like to finish my projects, especially big one's early. Please be patient and review when the next chapter comes out!! Oh yea this is a no brainier but review for this chapter too!! Oh by the way I have no idea what the ringmasters name is so ummm tell me if you know.
Invincible
Chapter 2-What do they want?
Catherine the beautiful circus knife thrower spun round on her heel and cornered her brother right next to the exit of the tent.
"Where are you going?"
"Just out for a walk," he sighed. Sometimes his sister could be a little overbearing. She looked worried but let him pass.
"Alright, but don't stay out to late!"
"Don't worry," he called over his shoulder. The tent flap closed behind him and he closed his eyes slowly breathing in the cold night air. A breeze rustled his hair, which hung in front of on eye. He stood still enjoying the quite and solitude the midnight hour gave him. Suddenly his eyes snapped open. Someone was watching him. He hadn't moved more then ten steps from the tent opening so keeping an ear out and a sharp eye open for any danger quickly made his way back. He had gone less then two steps when a sharp pain rang from his shoulder to his spine. Without a sound he crumbled to the ground unconscious.
"Hurry up, he's not going to be out for long and we only need a drop of it," hissed the figure standing above Trowa's fallen form. Another shadow broke away from the darkness and into the dim light projected from the tent. He bent of the young pilot and quickly stuck a syringe into his arm. Two minutes later both figures were gone and Trowa still lay unconscious.
.
.
Catherine looked back at his trailer and noticed with worry in her heart that his lights were still of indicating that he still hadn't gotten back yet. Just then the phone rang.
"Mushi Mushi Catherine Bloom speaking,"
"Catherine? It's me Noin."
"Noin! What makes you call so late?"
"Not good news I'm afraid. Yesterday afternoon Duo was attacked by a couple of figures that we haven't identified yet. This is just a checkup but Trowa's okay right?"
Catherine gasped and dropped the phone. Swinging her door open she ran out barefoot. She ran back into the tent but it was empty and the only person there was the head of the lighting crew who was turning of the tent lights.
"Have you seen Trowa?"
"No Miss. Bloom haven't seen him since after the show,"
She chewed her lip and ran out the way he had left calling his name desperately.
"Catherine." she yelped in surprise and jumped back. There he was on the ground lifting himself up slowly. She had been stepping on him and hadn't even noticed!
"Oh TROWA, your save!!!" She grabbed him in a hug and cried into his chest.
When they got back to Catherine's trailer, Catherine sheepishly picked up the forgotten phone.
"Noin?"
"Catherine! What happened?? I have a squad making their way to you now."
"No, no I'm fine"
"Then what happened?"
"Here, Trowa wants to talk to you,"
"Miss. Noin,"
"Trowa, are you okay what happened!"
"I got knocked out, that's all. Catherine's just very worried."
"She should be. Trowa do you know if they took any of your blood?"
Trowa's eyes searched over his arms and almost missed the tiny pinprick of blood that came from where the needle had been.
"Yes, they did"
Nion cursed under her breath. "Trowa do you think you could come to earth for a couple of days?"
"Maybe."
"Good I'll see you tomorrow." She hung up.
Trowa slowly put the phone down and turned to Catherine.
"I have to go to earth for a few days,"
Catherine shook her head violently.
"Not without me!"
"But."
"I'm going to pack and inform Mr. Zaling that we'll be gone for a few days. You better pack too,"
Trowa sighed and walked the short distance to his trailer. Sometimes older sisters could be a little more annoying then helpful. He'd have to call Middi and tell her their date for tomorrow was off. She wouldn't be happy about that, in fact she'd probably want to come with him too. He moaned, very uncharacteristic for himself and decided he would call her from the plan and leave a message on her machine. Pulling out his suitcase his mouth twisted into a frown, what could they possibly have wanted his blood for?
.
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"So we know they have some of Duo and Trowa's blood. Heero thinks it has something to do with your DNA. Hildi is contacting Quatra and Wufie as we speak and Zechs has started scanning the collar, that was found on the assailant Heero killed." Noin paced back and forth across the room. Lady Une sat in her chair calmly staring out the window, deep in thought. Trowa, Duo, and Heero sat scattered across the room. All three of them looking slightly bored. The meeting had started two hours ago and they still hadn't come up with any conclusion. Catherine had come but after the first hour had left to go shopping with Relena who had seen the pained look of annoyance on Trowa's face.
Just then, none other then Dorothy Catolonia came storming in. Noin's secretary came bustling in after her.
"I'm sorry Miss. Noin. I told her you were in a meeting but she insisted on being let in!" Noin waved her away and Duo glared at Dorothy.
"Why are you here?"
Dorothy glared back, her glare rivaled that of Heero's and Duo with a squeak covered his eyes with his hands.
"Miss. Catolonia I must insist you wait outside until this meeting is over,"
"Well Miss. Noin I think you should hear what I have to say before you send me away."
Noin nodded and rubbed her temples tiredly.
"Go ahead then,"
"Is it true that the pilots 01, 02, and 03 have been attacked?"
Duo looked up, "We have names you know!" She glared at him and again he backed down with an indignant humph.
"Yes it's true, who told you this?"
"No one had to tell me, I figured it out. It isn't a normal accurance that three pilots meet in the same room unless during stressful times in war. What I came to say was I know who is responsible."
Authors Note: I wrote the last chapter at the same time I'm writing this one so the others will hopefully come in fast succession! Just a heads up I have a huge research project in history, which is like due on January 31. I know it shouldn't affect my stories, but it will because I like to finish my projects, especially big one's early. Please be patient and review when the next chapter comes out!! Oh yea this is a no brainier but review for this chapter too!! Oh by the way I have no idea what the ringmasters name is so ummm tell me if you know.
Invincible
Chapter 2-What do they want?
Catherine the beautiful circus knife thrower spun round on her heel and cornered her brother right next to the exit of the tent.
"Where are you going?"
"Just out for a walk," he sighed. Sometimes his sister could be a little overbearing. She looked worried but let him pass.
"Alright, but don't stay out to late!"
"Don't worry," he called over his shoulder. The tent flap closed behind him and he closed his eyes slowly breathing in the cold night air. A breeze rustled his hair, which hung in front of on eye. He stood still enjoying the quite and solitude the midnight hour gave him. Suddenly his eyes snapped open. Someone was watching him. He hadn't moved more then ten steps from the tent opening so keeping an ear out and a sharp eye open for any danger quickly made his way back. He had gone less then two steps when a sharp pain rang from his shoulder to his spine. Without a sound he crumbled to the ground unconscious.
"Hurry up, he's not going to be out for long and we only need a drop of it," hissed the figure standing above Trowa's fallen form. Another shadow broke away from the darkness and into the dim light projected from the tent. He bent of the young pilot and quickly stuck a syringe into his arm. Two minutes later both figures were gone and Trowa still lay unconscious.
.
.
Catherine looked back at his trailer and noticed with worry in her heart that his lights were still of indicating that he still hadn't gotten back yet. Just then the phone rang.
"Mushi Mushi Catherine Bloom speaking,"
"Catherine? It's me Noin."
"Noin! What makes you call so late?"
"Not good news I'm afraid. Yesterday afternoon Duo was attacked by a couple of figures that we haven't identified yet. This is just a checkup but Trowa's okay right?"
Catherine gasped and dropped the phone. Swinging her door open she ran out barefoot. She ran back into the tent but it was empty and the only person there was the head of the lighting crew who was turning of the tent lights.
"Have you seen Trowa?"
"No Miss. Bloom haven't seen him since after the show,"
She chewed her lip and ran out the way he had left calling his name desperately.
"Catherine." she yelped in surprise and jumped back. There he was on the ground lifting himself up slowly. She had been stepping on him and hadn't even noticed!
"Oh TROWA, your save!!!" She grabbed him in a hug and cried into his chest.
When they got back to Catherine's trailer, Catherine sheepishly picked up the forgotten phone.
"Noin?"
"Catherine! What happened?? I have a squad making their way to you now."
"No, no I'm fine"
"Then what happened?"
"Here, Trowa wants to talk to you,"
"Miss. Noin,"
"Trowa, are you okay what happened!"
"I got knocked out, that's all. Catherine's just very worried."
"She should be. Trowa do you know if they took any of your blood?"
Trowa's eyes searched over his arms and almost missed the tiny pinprick of blood that came from where the needle had been.
"Yes, they did"
Nion cursed under her breath. "Trowa do you think you could come to earth for a couple of days?"
"Maybe."
"Good I'll see you tomorrow." She hung up.
Trowa slowly put the phone down and turned to Catherine.
"I have to go to earth for a few days,"
Catherine shook her head violently.
"Not without me!"
"But."
"I'm going to pack and inform Mr. Zaling that we'll be gone for a few days. You better pack too,"
Trowa sighed and walked the short distance to his trailer. Sometimes older sisters could be a little more annoying then helpful. He'd have to call Middi and tell her their date for tomorrow was off. She wouldn't be happy about that, in fact she'd probably want to come with him too. He moaned, very uncharacteristic for himself and decided he would call her from the plan and leave a message on her machine. Pulling out his suitcase his mouth twisted into a frown, what could they possibly have wanted his blood for?
.
.
"So we know they have some of Duo and Trowa's blood. Heero thinks it has something to do with your DNA. Hildi is contacting Quatra and Wufie as we speak and Zechs has started scanning the collar, that was found on the assailant Heero killed." Noin paced back and forth across the room. Lady Une sat in her chair calmly staring out the window, deep in thought. Trowa, Duo, and Heero sat scattered across the room. All three of them looking slightly bored. The meeting had started two hours ago and they still hadn't come up with any conclusion. Catherine had come but after the first hour had left to go shopping with Relena who had seen the pained look of annoyance on Trowa's face.
Just then, none other then Dorothy Catolonia came storming in. Noin's secretary came bustling in after her.
"I'm sorry Miss. Noin. I told her you were in a meeting but she insisted on being let in!" Noin waved her away and Duo glared at Dorothy.
"Why are you here?"
Dorothy glared back, her glare rivaled that of Heero's and Duo with a squeak covered his eyes with his hands.
"Miss. Catolonia I must insist you wait outside until this meeting is over,"
"Well Miss. Noin I think you should hear what I have to say before you send me away."
Noin nodded and rubbed her temples tiredly.
"Go ahead then,"
"Is it true that the pilots 01, 02, and 03 have been attacked?"
Duo looked up, "We have names you know!" She glared at him and again he backed down with an indignant humph.
"Yes it's true, who told you this?"
"No one had to tell me, I figured it out. It isn't a normal accurance that three pilots meet in the same room unless during stressful times in war. What I came to say was I know who is responsible."
