The Conspiracy
Chapter Two
By Megan
Vice Foriegn Minister Relena Darlain-Peacecraft held back a sigh as she gazed out the window of the conference room. It was just her luck, she was stuck inside on such a beautiful day! She allowed a small sigh to escape her lips. Just then the door opened and she stood up. The delegates from Colony L6 walked into the room. They joined her at the table and they all sat down.
"My name is Christopher LeClair, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft," the first delegate said. With his short brown hair and flashing green eyes, the 23-year-old certainatly was cute and he was the current ruler of Colony L6.
"And my name is Michael Luthurans, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft," the other delegate said. Michael was young, about 20. His hair was white blond and he had dark blue eyes.
"It's nice meeting you," Relena said. "Now let's get started. Why did you ask to meet with me?"
"Because I am declaring war against Earth and I thought you should be the first to know." Christopher answered.
"What? Why?" Relena cried, temporarily letting go of her proffessional attitude.
"I want to rule the universe," he said simply.
*What's the deal with everyone suddenly wanting to rule the universe?* Relena thought. Now, three hours later, Relena had decided that Christopher was a creep and that Michael was naive. Relena resisted the urge to scream. Everything she suggested, Christopher just brushed off.
"Are you sure that we can't work out some kind of compromise?" Relena asked for the umpteenth time, annoyance visible in her voice.
"No, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft, we already told you..." Michael started, but Christopher touched his arm to silence him.
"Okay, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft. We agree to your compromise if I get to decide what it is." Christopher said. Relena's eyes narrowed in anger.
"I will hear your compromise, but I will not promise anything," she spat out.
"That'll have to do," Christopher agreed. "Will you give me and my partner an hour alone to discuss this?"
"As you wish, Mr. LeClair." Relena stood up and left the room.
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An hour later, Relena rejoined the two delegates. They stood as she entered the room. She nodded at them and they sat down. Relena carefully searched their eyes for some kind of sign as to their thoughts. Nothing.
"As agreed, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft, I will state my conditions for the compromise. But I must warn you that you had better agree to it." Christopher said.
"Just get on with it!" Relena snapped. He nodded.
"I'll call off this whole war, if you'll marry me."
"Marry you?!"
"Yes. Everybody listens to you, so they will listen when you tell them that I wish to be King of the World." Christopher explained.
"And what if I refuse?" Relena demanded.
"At this very moment, there are laser guns pointed at the Earth. At my signal, this Earth will be destroyed."
"But you're here on Earth!"
"That makes no difference. When I die, someone else will take my place." Relena knew she was backed into a corner and she hung her head in defeat.
"All right, Mr. LeClair," she sighed. "You win."
"Please, stop with the formalities and call me Christopher. After all, soon we will be married."
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"You're what?!" Noin screamed.
"There is no way in..." Relena glared at her brother. "There is no way that you are going to marry that creep." Miliardo fixed. It was later that same day and Relena had just broken the news to her brother and Noin.
"I'll kill him!" Miliardo promised.
"You will do nothing of the sort, Miliardo," Relena said. "I gave my word and the wedding is being arranged as we speak."
"But why so soon?" Noin questioned.
"It was Christopher's idea. He wanted to get married sooner rather than later." Relena answered.
"Well, I'm going to tell him exactly what he can do with his 'wedding.'" Miliardo growled.
"Don't make me repeat myself, Miliardo," Relena said. "If you make him mad, he might destroy Earth, and I can't allow that to happen." She stood up.
"But, Relena..."
"No, Miliardo, " she turned to Noin. "Miss Noin, will you, please, pass along the news, of my upcoming marriage, to my friends?"
"Yes, Miss Relena." Noin replied.
"Thank you, Miss Noin. Now I think I'm going to go lay down, my head is killing me." Relena swept out of the room and went upstairs to her bedroom. She flung herself on her bed and let her pent-up tears come.
"Oh, Heero," she sobbed, burying her face into her pillow.
*I wonder how he'll take it?* she thought.
"He'll probably be happy. He'll finally be rid of me without having to kill me," she mumbled into her tear-soaked pillow.
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"How's she doing?" Duo asked Noin. She had chosen to call him, figuring he could handle telling the other Gundam pilots.
"Zechs just checked on her and she's sleeping soundly." Noin answered. They talked for a few more minutes before hanging up. Duo went in search of Heero and soon found him sitting at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper. Duo watched him. Eventually, Heero folded his newspaper and looked up at Duo.
"What do you want, Duo?" he demanded.
"I thought you'd like to know that Relena is getting married." Duo responded. Then he blinked. For a second there, he thought he'd seen emotion in Heero's usually cold eyes.
*Must be the light playing tricks on me,* he decided. Heero stood up.
"So? What does that have to do with me?" he snapped.
"I guess nothing." Duo said. Heero walked out of the kitchen with Duo following close behind.
"Where are you going?" Duo asked.
"None of your business!" Heero yanked open the front door, stormed outside, and slammed the door shut. Duo watched the walls shiver and a picture fall off the wall. He smiled.
"So it did get to him," he laughed.
Chapter Two
By Megan
Vice Foriegn Minister Relena Darlain-Peacecraft held back a sigh as she gazed out the window of the conference room. It was just her luck, she was stuck inside on such a beautiful day! She allowed a small sigh to escape her lips. Just then the door opened and she stood up. The delegates from Colony L6 walked into the room. They joined her at the table and they all sat down.
"My name is Christopher LeClair, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft," the first delegate said. With his short brown hair and flashing green eyes, the 23-year-old certainatly was cute and he was the current ruler of Colony L6.
"And my name is Michael Luthurans, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft," the other delegate said. Michael was young, about 20. His hair was white blond and he had dark blue eyes.
"It's nice meeting you," Relena said. "Now let's get started. Why did you ask to meet with me?"
"Because I am declaring war against Earth and I thought you should be the first to know." Christopher answered.
"What? Why?" Relena cried, temporarily letting go of her proffessional attitude.
"I want to rule the universe," he said simply.
*What's the deal with everyone suddenly wanting to rule the universe?* Relena thought. Now, three hours later, Relena had decided that Christopher was a creep and that Michael was naive. Relena resisted the urge to scream. Everything she suggested, Christopher just brushed off.
"Are you sure that we can't work out some kind of compromise?" Relena asked for the umpteenth time, annoyance visible in her voice.
"No, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft, we already told you..." Michael started, but Christopher touched his arm to silence him.
"Okay, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft. We agree to your compromise if I get to decide what it is." Christopher said. Relena's eyes narrowed in anger.
"I will hear your compromise, but I will not promise anything," she spat out.
"That'll have to do," Christopher agreed. "Will you give me and my partner an hour alone to discuss this?"
"As you wish, Mr. LeClair." Relena stood up and left the room.
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An hour later, Relena rejoined the two delegates. They stood as she entered the room. She nodded at them and they sat down. Relena carefully searched their eyes for some kind of sign as to their thoughts. Nothing.
"As agreed, Miss Darlain-Peacecraft, I will state my conditions for the compromise. But I must warn you that you had better agree to it." Christopher said.
"Just get on with it!" Relena snapped. He nodded.
"I'll call off this whole war, if you'll marry me."
"Marry you?!"
"Yes. Everybody listens to you, so they will listen when you tell them that I wish to be King of the World." Christopher explained.
"And what if I refuse?" Relena demanded.
"At this very moment, there are laser guns pointed at the Earth. At my signal, this Earth will be destroyed."
"But you're here on Earth!"
"That makes no difference. When I die, someone else will take my place." Relena knew she was backed into a corner and she hung her head in defeat.
"All right, Mr. LeClair," she sighed. "You win."
"Please, stop with the formalities and call me Christopher. After all, soon we will be married."
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"You're what?!" Noin screamed.
"There is no way in..." Relena glared at her brother. "There is no way that you are going to marry that creep." Miliardo fixed. It was later that same day and Relena had just broken the news to her brother and Noin.
"I'll kill him!" Miliardo promised.
"You will do nothing of the sort, Miliardo," Relena said. "I gave my word and the wedding is being arranged as we speak."
"But why so soon?" Noin questioned.
"It was Christopher's idea. He wanted to get married sooner rather than later." Relena answered.
"Well, I'm going to tell him exactly what he can do with his 'wedding.'" Miliardo growled.
"Don't make me repeat myself, Miliardo," Relena said. "If you make him mad, he might destroy Earth, and I can't allow that to happen." She stood up.
"But, Relena..."
"No, Miliardo, " she turned to Noin. "Miss Noin, will you, please, pass along the news, of my upcoming marriage, to my friends?"
"Yes, Miss Relena." Noin replied.
"Thank you, Miss Noin. Now I think I'm going to go lay down, my head is killing me." Relena swept out of the room and went upstairs to her bedroom. She flung herself on her bed and let her pent-up tears come.
"Oh, Heero," she sobbed, burying her face into her pillow.
*I wonder how he'll take it?* she thought.
"He'll probably be happy. He'll finally be rid of me without having to kill me," she mumbled into her tear-soaked pillow.
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"How's she doing?" Duo asked Noin. She had chosen to call him, figuring he could handle telling the other Gundam pilots.
"Zechs just checked on her and she's sleeping soundly." Noin answered. They talked for a few more minutes before hanging up. Duo went in search of Heero and soon found him sitting at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper. Duo watched him. Eventually, Heero folded his newspaper and looked up at Duo.
"What do you want, Duo?" he demanded.
"I thought you'd like to know that Relena is getting married." Duo responded. Then he blinked. For a second there, he thought he'd seen emotion in Heero's usually cold eyes.
*Must be the light playing tricks on me,* he decided. Heero stood up.
"So? What does that have to do with me?" he snapped.
"I guess nothing." Duo said. Heero walked out of the kitchen with Duo following close behind.
"Where are you going?" Duo asked.
"None of your business!" Heero yanked open the front door, stormed outside, and slammed the door shut. Duo watched the walls shiver and a picture fall off the wall. He smiled.
"So it did get to him," he laughed.
