Neko-Kun: T. K...
T. K.: *arms folded on the desk with her head on them* Saru!
Tsuki: T. K... if you write you may feel better.
T. K.: *head still on the desk* I just want to sit here.
Neko-Kun: *puts hand on her shoulder* I know your life is going to Hell---
T. K.: No da.
Neko-Kun: *ignores her* with the only two weeks left to get your job, and the bullshit that your in-laws put you through---
Tsuki: Buggers, I tell you. Barbara and Steven Arnold are complete buggers.
Neko: Agreed. And your birthday coming up on the 12th and now this.
T. K.: *lifts head off desk, she's been crying* He wasn't even 35! Gods, WHY?!
Neko-Kun: *pats her back* I know... but we all knew your uncle Billy's blood pressure was too high.
Tsuki: *nods and pushes a few strands of auburn hair out of T. K.'s face* I know it's not fair, Dearheart, but it was just his time.
T. K.: *chokes back a sob* But why did he have to die?! He's gone and not coming back and I'm confused.
Neko-Kun: I'm sorry to sound like this... but what's there to be confused about? He had a heart attack.
Tsuki: Jigoku Taiga!
Neko-Kun: Gomen Nasai! Gomen, I know you liked him; he was better than any man your aunt dated before was.
T. K.: Maybe Delp women just aren't meant to raise their children with their fathers around.
Tsuki: What do you mean, Love?
T. K.: My father wasn't around while I was growing up, Justin and Josh's fathers aren't living with them, Makalah's father isn't around and now Savannah's father is gone. All our fathers' were out of our lives before we turned two years old.
Tsuki and Neko-Kun: Ohhh.
T. K.: I'll work on the story. I don't own Gundam or anything else except Ayame Suisei, April and Brandy Adams, Bill Verhelst and Melvin Fennec. One translation--- Nani no Jigoku means What the Hell. This is the shortest chapter, shorter than the last but I swear the next chapter will be longer and probably the end. Gomen. Please review and pray to the gods for my family. Ciao.
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Heero felt himself drifting, not as though he was weightless in space but as if he was no longer in his body. He forced his eyes open and saw... nothing. Complete darkness surrounded him. Heero held his hand in front of his face; he could see it. He looked down at himself, his whole body was there and he could see it all, he was nude. He looked at himself more closely he looked fine, perfectly healthy; only thing was last time he'd looked at himself he'd been covered almost head to toe in bruises, cuts, and had a bullet wound to his left leg.
"Nani no Jigoku... where am I?" Nothingness was the answer. Turning his head, Heero was met by more blackness. "Well, damn..."
"Heero?"
Heero swung his head back around. "Who's there?"
"Heero, it me."
"Ayame?" Heero asked the darkness.
"Heero, don't stay here," Ayame said materializing out of nothing and standing in front of him. "Come back to me." Ayame held out her hand.
Heero reached out for her and clasped her hand in his, then taking his other hand brought her face towards his and kissed her intensely on the mouth. The void they had been in suddenly disappeared in a burst of light and Heero found himself in a large empty room, alone, hands chained to the floor behind him, tears running freely down his face.
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Ayame lowered herself out of the ventilation shaft that instead of just going straight ahead into the building actually went up for up inside the base for over sixty feet at a ninety degree angle. Breathing hard from a mix of dust and work she dusted her clothes then dug a brown package out her bag and set it on the ground next to the wall.
"One," she said.
Wufei nodded and said, "Once we get to the spanning bridge," Wufei waved to a bridge that connected the east catwalk to the west catwalk about fifteen feet from them, "we'll split up and I'll plant the others over there. If you get done before I get back, wait for me. We don't know what condition Heero's in---"
"I know, Wufei," Ayame said waving his worry away, "just be quick. I am a woman of very little patience."
Wufei nodded and Ayame walked away planting another paper wrapped explosive thirty feet away. She knew that twenty-eight bombs were overkill but she also knew that it was better to err on the side of too many than to not have enough. Keeping a quick pace, Ayame had soon reached the end of the catwalk and waited impatiently for Wufei's return.
She didn't have to wait long as Wufei jogged near noiselessly to her and kept jogging as Ayame mounted the stairs and took them two at a time. Wufei still didn't say anything when they got to the bottom of the stairs, just rummaged for a smoke bomb and threw it down a corridor. A few second later thirty or so guards came tumbling out of the hall choking and gasping, then falling in a heap as the gases took full effect, rendering them unconscious. Ayame leaned over and took a ring of keys off one of the now prone bodies then taking a deep breath, made a dash into the choking cover followed closely by Wufei.
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"The tracking came on a few moments ago," Trowa said to Brandy, who was staring quietly in the Siberian night.
"Ah," was Brandy's oh-so-intelligent answer. She really didn't talk to anyone at the moment.
Trowa studied Brandy for a second before leaning on the wall next to the window she was looking out.
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Ayame listened at a door for any sign of life within while Wufei did the same at the other end of the hall. Ayame heard nothing and quickly made her way to the next door--- movement, she heard it. Taking the keys out of her jumper pocket she unlocked the door and came face to face with her worst nightmare.
Verhelst smiled viciously down upon his sister. "Hello, Ayame," he said before grabbing her and pulling her into the room, the door closing behind them and locking Wufei out. "My dear sister, how are you?" Verhelst asked still smiling as he shoved her against a wall. Wufei pounded on the door.
"Bill, how did you---" Verhelst put a hand over Ayame's mouth, silencing her.
On the other side of the door Wufei yelled, "AYAME! OPEN THE DOOR OR I'LL KICK IT DOWN!"
Verhelst acted as if he didn't hear Wufei and said, "I go by William, now. I knew that you were coming because your dear friend Alan Reed told me."
Ayame moved away from Verhelst. "What did you do to him?"
Verhelst arched a questioning eyebrow. "Who, Reed or Yuy?"
Ayame spun around with her gun, a Desert Eagle AE, drawn. Firing a shot, it hit him in the shoulder. 'Damn it! I wanted to get in that black heart of his!' Verhelst drew his own gun and fired, the shot went wide and Ayame fired again. Verhelst kicked out making the shot go high the gun Ayame held go flying.
"It looks like we're going to pick up where we left off," Verhelst said, "only this time Mommy and Daddy aren't here to save you." Verhelst lunged at Ayame and effectively pinned her to the floor beneath where they now lay.
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Wufei had pounded on the door for almost ten minutes when he finally pulled his gun and shot the lock. With his Glock in hand he kicked the door open and was shot immediately.
"WUFEI!" Ayame screamed forcing Verhelst off of her but getting no more than two feet from him before he grabbed her braid and drug her from the room. "LET GO! LET GO GODDAMN IT!" she screamed clawing and kicking at her brother.
"Now, now, my dear Iris of Mercury, you don't want to keep your Heero waiting.
T. K.: *arms folded on the desk with her head on them* Saru!
Tsuki: T. K... if you write you may feel better.
T. K.: *head still on the desk* I just want to sit here.
Neko-Kun: *puts hand on her shoulder* I know your life is going to Hell---
T. K.: No da.
Neko-Kun: *ignores her* with the only two weeks left to get your job, and the bullshit that your in-laws put you through---
Tsuki: Buggers, I tell you. Barbara and Steven Arnold are complete buggers.
Neko: Agreed. And your birthday coming up on the 12th and now this.
T. K.: *lifts head off desk, she's been crying* He wasn't even 35! Gods, WHY?!
Neko-Kun: *pats her back* I know... but we all knew your uncle Billy's blood pressure was too high.
Tsuki: *nods and pushes a few strands of auburn hair out of T. K.'s face* I know it's not fair, Dearheart, but it was just his time.
T. K.: *chokes back a sob* But why did he have to die?! He's gone and not coming back and I'm confused.
Neko-Kun: I'm sorry to sound like this... but what's there to be confused about? He had a heart attack.
Tsuki: Jigoku Taiga!
Neko-Kun: Gomen Nasai! Gomen, I know you liked him; he was better than any man your aunt dated before was.
T. K.: Maybe Delp women just aren't meant to raise their children with their fathers around.
Tsuki: What do you mean, Love?
T. K.: My father wasn't around while I was growing up, Justin and Josh's fathers aren't living with them, Makalah's father isn't around and now Savannah's father is gone. All our fathers' were out of our lives before we turned two years old.
Tsuki and Neko-Kun: Ohhh.
T. K.: I'll work on the story. I don't own Gundam or anything else except Ayame Suisei, April and Brandy Adams, Bill Verhelst and Melvin Fennec. One translation--- Nani no Jigoku means What the Hell. This is the shortest chapter, shorter than the last but I swear the next chapter will be longer and probably the end. Gomen. Please review and pray to the gods for my family. Ciao.
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Heero felt himself drifting, not as though he was weightless in space but as if he was no longer in his body. He forced his eyes open and saw... nothing. Complete darkness surrounded him. Heero held his hand in front of his face; he could see it. He looked down at himself, his whole body was there and he could see it all, he was nude. He looked at himself more closely he looked fine, perfectly healthy; only thing was last time he'd looked at himself he'd been covered almost head to toe in bruises, cuts, and had a bullet wound to his left leg.
"Nani no Jigoku... where am I?" Nothingness was the answer. Turning his head, Heero was met by more blackness. "Well, damn..."
"Heero?"
Heero swung his head back around. "Who's there?"
"Heero, it me."
"Ayame?" Heero asked the darkness.
"Heero, don't stay here," Ayame said materializing out of nothing and standing in front of him. "Come back to me." Ayame held out her hand.
Heero reached out for her and clasped her hand in his, then taking his other hand brought her face towards his and kissed her intensely on the mouth. The void they had been in suddenly disappeared in a burst of light and Heero found himself in a large empty room, alone, hands chained to the floor behind him, tears running freely down his face.
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Ayame lowered herself out of the ventilation shaft that instead of just going straight ahead into the building actually went up for up inside the base for over sixty feet at a ninety degree angle. Breathing hard from a mix of dust and work she dusted her clothes then dug a brown package out her bag and set it on the ground next to the wall.
"One," she said.
Wufei nodded and said, "Once we get to the spanning bridge," Wufei waved to a bridge that connected the east catwalk to the west catwalk about fifteen feet from them, "we'll split up and I'll plant the others over there. If you get done before I get back, wait for me. We don't know what condition Heero's in---"
"I know, Wufei," Ayame said waving his worry away, "just be quick. I am a woman of very little patience."
Wufei nodded and Ayame walked away planting another paper wrapped explosive thirty feet away. She knew that twenty-eight bombs were overkill but she also knew that it was better to err on the side of too many than to not have enough. Keeping a quick pace, Ayame had soon reached the end of the catwalk and waited impatiently for Wufei's return.
She didn't have to wait long as Wufei jogged near noiselessly to her and kept jogging as Ayame mounted the stairs and took them two at a time. Wufei still didn't say anything when they got to the bottom of the stairs, just rummaged for a smoke bomb and threw it down a corridor. A few second later thirty or so guards came tumbling out of the hall choking and gasping, then falling in a heap as the gases took full effect, rendering them unconscious. Ayame leaned over and took a ring of keys off one of the now prone bodies then taking a deep breath, made a dash into the choking cover followed closely by Wufei.
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"The tracking came on a few moments ago," Trowa said to Brandy, who was staring quietly in the Siberian night.
"Ah," was Brandy's oh-so-intelligent answer. She really didn't talk to anyone at the moment.
Trowa studied Brandy for a second before leaning on the wall next to the window she was looking out.
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Ayame listened at a door for any sign of life within while Wufei did the same at the other end of the hall. Ayame heard nothing and quickly made her way to the next door--- movement, she heard it. Taking the keys out of her jumper pocket she unlocked the door and came face to face with her worst nightmare.
Verhelst smiled viciously down upon his sister. "Hello, Ayame," he said before grabbing her and pulling her into the room, the door closing behind them and locking Wufei out. "My dear sister, how are you?" Verhelst asked still smiling as he shoved her against a wall. Wufei pounded on the door.
"Bill, how did you---" Verhelst put a hand over Ayame's mouth, silencing her.
On the other side of the door Wufei yelled, "AYAME! OPEN THE DOOR OR I'LL KICK IT DOWN!"
Verhelst acted as if he didn't hear Wufei and said, "I go by William, now. I knew that you were coming because your dear friend Alan Reed told me."
Ayame moved away from Verhelst. "What did you do to him?"
Verhelst arched a questioning eyebrow. "Who, Reed or Yuy?"
Ayame spun around with her gun, a Desert Eagle AE, drawn. Firing a shot, it hit him in the shoulder. 'Damn it! I wanted to get in that black heart of his!' Verhelst drew his own gun and fired, the shot went wide and Ayame fired again. Verhelst kicked out making the shot go high the gun Ayame held go flying.
"It looks like we're going to pick up where we left off," Verhelst said, "only this time Mommy and Daddy aren't here to save you." Verhelst lunged at Ayame and effectively pinned her to the floor beneath where they now lay.
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Wufei had pounded on the door for almost ten minutes when he finally pulled his gun and shot the lock. With his Glock in hand he kicked the door open and was shot immediately.
"WUFEI!" Ayame screamed forcing Verhelst off of her but getting no more than two feet from him before he grabbed her braid and drug her from the room. "LET GO! LET GO GODDAMN IT!" she screamed clawing and kicking at her brother.
"Now, now, my dear Iris of Mercury, you don't want to keep your Heero waiting.
