Warriors of Tri

Chap. 3

Duo knocked on Amy's door. It opened immeadiatly. Amy was wearing a black

short sleeved shirt, black leather pants, black boots and a black trench coat.

Duo stared in amazement. He shook his head and the five left the dormatory.

They walked to the circus, Duo and Quatre talking about nothing in particular,

the other three silent. When they got there, they got their tickets.

"I'm gonna look around," Amy said. She left the others and went around

the tent, looking at the animals. When she had reached the bear cage, she

heard two people coming up behind her. Glancing around, she leapt onto the

bear cage, catching a piece of their conversation.

"Yeah, the boss's hopin' she'll show tonight."

"An' even if she don't, we'll at least get rid of a Gundam Pilot. Hey!"

The second man turned towards the bear cage, noticing a strange shadow on top

of it. The man signaled to his partner that they should split up. The other

man nodded, and they left in opposite directions, their guns at the ready. Amy

was long gone though. She had jumped from cagetop to cagetop until she had

reached the trailers. Silently moving from trailer top to trailer top, she

jumped down near the center of the small mobile homes.

**Chik** "Who are you?" A cold voice asked from behind her. The person,

whoever it was, had a gun to her head. Standing up slowly, Amy turned around

only to come face to face with Trowa.

"Amy?" She nodded. They stood in silence for a moment, then Trowa

motioned for her to come in. She entered his trailer, looking behind her for

signs of the two men. Trowa handed her a cup of cofee, which she took

greatfully.

"Why were you outside my trailer?" Trowa asked, a slight hint of

curiosity in his voice.

Amy was silent for a moment and took a sip of coffee. She looked up at the boy

in front of her. He was shirtless, his legs crossed, the gun next to him. His

emerald eyes bored into hers, giving her the feeling that he was able to see

into her soul. She slapped herself mentally.

"I was running."

"Running?" She nodded. "From who?"

"Jahonaven's men." Trowa didn't seem to be as shocked by this as Quatre

had been.

"They're planning to kill you, and, most likely, any civilians who get in

their way."

"I see." Music started drifting towards Trowa's trailer. "That's the pre

show music, you've got about ten minutes before the show starts. You should

get going." Amy agreed, setting her coffee down on a table. She was at the door

when she turned around and looked at the emerald eyed boy.

"Listen. Be careful okay? When you're out in the ring you're an easy

target. So take a couple of guns with you." He nodded and she left, dashing

silently to the tent. She took a seat near the entrance. Behind her, a girl

her age with light red hair was putting her cell in her purse.

~*^*~

On the other side of the tent, Wufei nudged Heero.

"What?"

"That girl, Amy, just came in. She's sitting near the entrance across

from us." Quatre looked towards the entrance Wufei had indicated. His and

Amy's eyes locked. Amy smiled at him, winked and gave a thumbs up. The back of

Quatre's neck turned pink. Duo, who was sitting behind Quatre, lightly punched

the Arabic in the shoulder.

"Hey, does someone have a crush? Huh? Huh?" The American teased.

"The hell? Of course not." Quatre muttered. Amy, who was watching from

where she sat giggled slightly. Suddenly, the red head behind her tapped her

on the shoulder.

~*^*~

"Hey! Where'd you come from? I mean, one minute, that seat's empty,

then; POOF! You're here. I'm Yana Lee by the way," Yana said, holding out her

hand.

"Amy Namo," Amy replied, shaking the offered hand. "I was just a little

late getting here that's all."

"Cool. Hey, it's starting."

~*^*~

'So that's Yana Lee,' Heero thought. He had been lip reading the girls'

conversation. He felt behind him to make sure his gun was still in the back of

his pants as the lights dimmed.

~*^*~

Trowa had made sure his gun was loaded and he had extra clips after Amy

had left. He stashed the gear in a pocket of his pants before grabbing his

mask and leaving his trailer. He stepped next to Catharine and looked through

the slight opening in the curtains. He noticed Heero and the other pilots on

one side of the tent, and Amy on the other.

"Are you ready Trowa?" Catharine asked, looking up to the tall boy next

to her.

"More than you know, Catharine," he said stoically. She was about to ask

him what he meant but just then the Ringmaster introduced them and they were

due on stage. Trowa entered with a few acrobatic tricks and flips, making his

way to the target in the center of the ring.

~*^*~

As Trowa was taking his place in front of the target, Amy had slipped

away from the bleachers and was now standing behind the target. Suddenly,

someone grabbed her from behind and held a knife to her neck.

"What are you doing here little girl?" The man sneered. Amy sighed and

stepped on the man's foot, hard. He let go and muffled a shriek. Amy used this

opening to knee the man in the stomach, then clenched her hands together and

clubbed him on the back of the head. Before he fell, he threw the knife into

the main spotlight, glass slivers raining down onto the ring, while he fell

to the floor.

"NOW!" Amy heard a women scream. About a score of burly men leapt at

Trowa. The four pilots and Amy dashed toward the center ring. The audience

screamed in unison and ran for the exits.

~*^*~

Yana sat silently as the spotlight shattered, the twenty men charge at

Trowa, as the audeience fled and as Catharine smiled, flipped her hair over

her shoulder and calmly walk out of the tent. What the...? She should be upset.

I mean, these people're gonna destroy her home, Yana thought. She jumped at

the sound of gunshot.

~*^*~

Amy had shot a tall white man in the head. He had almost gotten to Trowa,

who was getting his hand free of the fake restraint on the target. The men

scattered as their comrade fell to the floor, dead.

"Woo hoo! Shinigami lives again!" Duo screamed as he shot three people.

"Look out!" Trowa tackled Amy, saving her from the knife that flew at

her head.

"Thanks." **BAM** Trowa looked to over his shoulder and saw the dead man

behind him. They got up and went their seperate ways.

~*^*~

Yana watched battle. She watched the boy in the green tank top shoot two

men. Then she noticed a black man about to shoot Heero.

"Hey! Yuy! Behind you!" Too late. Another man had confronted the japanese

boy, making him unable the get the soldier behind him. Yana jumped off the

bleachers, knocking over the black man. She wrestled the gun from his hand and

shot him in the head. She winked, got up, and helped out the pilots and the

girl she just met. Pretty soon, all twenty Jahonaven soldiers were dead. They

all gathered in the center of the chaos.

"Alright. There are three left. Two men and a woman," Amy stated, panting

slightly.

"A women?" Wufei cried huffily. "I saw no women during this fight!"

"But Wufei, there had to be a woman because the person who gave the

signal was definatly female" Quatre stated. Wufei grumbled but didn't say

anything.

"You six go after the two men and I'll go after the girl," Amy said.

"Not me, I've got something I want to check out," Yana said. Amy agreed

to let her investigate. Amy turned her back on the pilots, her coat swishing

around her feet, and walked out of the tent. The others left from the opposite

exit.

~*^*~

"Yeah, it's me. The boy had backup. I don't think that the girl- **BLAM**

WAAAH!" Catharine screamed. The transmitter in her hand shattered.

"Hello Catharine," Amy said with a sneer.

"You! I'll ruin your life wolf girl," the brunette growled. Then,

smirking, "Trowa! Trowa help me. She's gonna-!" **wham**" Amy had clubbed

Catharine in the jaw with the butt of her gun.

"Shut up bitch." Amy growled. "He knows you ain't Catharine, Linda."

'Catharine' snarled at this and lunged at Amy.

"Nighty night. **BLAM**" Right in the face. Linda collapsed on the ground.

~*^*~

"NOOOOO!" Trowa screamed from the shadows behind Amy. He had come running

when he heard 'Catharine' call for help. He heard the gunshot and rounded the

bend, only to find Amy holding a gun in middair, and his partner lying lifeless

on the ground.