He was tired and sore but he couldn't quit not yet. Not when he had gotten so far.
He lifted the screen up so he could see it in the dim lighted room.
He stared at the screen as it lit up making him squint his eyes for a second.
He swiped his hand over his face to ease his nerves, and to calm his patients.
When the screen had finally loaded, he moved the mouse to one of the folders and double clicked.
The screen was filled with an image of a phone.
He sat back in the seat and stated calmly the number. Beeps followed and soon ringing filled the room with loud echoes.
After the fourth ring, an image of a man appeared. "Yes can I help you?"
He looked around briefly before replying, "I need to speak with the prince."
The man nodded and directed his call to the throne.
A slender man appeared on the screen, "what is it?"
He looked at the door again, "I'm having more problems then I thought."
The Prince replied, "what problems? Those other pilots?"
He shook his head, "No. Much worst. Vice foreign Minster Dorlin had a new bodyguard."
The prince roared, "a new what! Argh...why does that matter? How can one man be a big problem."
He glanced at the door again, "not he...she. And she is stronger then me, maybe stronger than you, your highness. She has a strange power, and strength."
The prince asked, "what kind of power?"
He replied, "I don't know. But she packs a punch. She nearly knocked one of the pilots into a wall. What should I do?"
The prince replied, "Eliminate the problem."
He protested, "but sir...she's only 16 at the most."
The prince growled, "younger the better. The last time I under estimate a teenage girl I almost died. I wont let it happen again."
He stared at the image on his screen, "but sir...maybe we can bring her to our side."
The prince tilted his head to the side, "maybe. Keep your eye on her. I'll send a little surprise in the near future. Be prepared, I'll be watching you."
Then the line went dead.
He shut the top of laptop and pushed back from the table. He stared at the door thinking deeply.
'An attack here? Why, why so soon? I better find out when.
I better find Usagi.'
Usagi laid down on the bed. She shut her eyes and thought about the fight.
'What happened?'
She couldn't figure out what was wrong with her.
Usagi opened her eyes and raised her hands so she could see them.
They were slim, and small, made of pure crystal but still...
They held so much more. What had happened in that machine, that power she felt run through her veins was so strong.
Usagi sighed and shot forward into a sitting position. She couldn't let anyone see her. They would think she was not normal.
Usagi focused her thoughts to those men. They weren't as normal as they looked. They held inner power that pushed them on to fight like they do. It had to be hard.
Usagi sighed once again and jumped to her feet. "Maybe a few sparing practices will keep me busy."
Usagi nodded and walked towards the door. She turned the knob and pushed the door open.
She walked down the hall to the training room. She walked in and shut the door behind her.
Usagi passed the mats and made her way to the training course.
It looked simple enough, and Usagi rubbed her hands together.
She dropped down into a ready position.
Her eyes narrowed, her body ready to take off. But a voice cut her off from the reality.
No more fighting please. I...I just want to be a normal girl. No, no more fighting, a normal girl.
Usagi shook her head trying to focus. Her eyes had glazed over with tears but she ignored them.
Usagi sprang off her ready position, racing as fast as she could to the beginning of the course.
The first obstacle was swinging punching bags. Usagi swooped down and over right, then came up to slide left dodging the bags.
She swung her fist hitting one out of her way and it was shredded to pieces.
Usagi dropped down and rolled under the rest.
When she came up she scanned her area. The raced towards the wall climb.
She jumped up hitting the wall already halfway up it. The rest she climbed; reaching, pulling, a sturdy step, and push.
Usagi made it to the top. She didn't bother to climb down. She took a step off falling to the floor. her skirt lifted up slowing her fall barely.
Usagi hit the ground in a crouched position and came up to a standing position.
Usagi took two steps forward and jumped up grabbing the monkey bars.
Her hands nearly slipped but Usagi caught herself. She gripped the bars and swung her body.
One by one she took each bar in her hands till she got to the end and let go.
She dropped down to the floor and ran to the last obstacle.
It was a robot that you had to battle one on one.
The robot came to life when Usagi entered the small room. It pulled out some kind of gun. It pulled the trigger and a dart flew threw the air. Usagi sidestepped easily dodging the dart.
The robot then started firing repeatedly.
Usagi jumped out of the darts way. She then came at the robot, her fist pulled back.
"EEEEEEE..."
The robot aimed the gun and was ready to fire.
Usagi went to the left and jumped into the air. The robot barely had enough time to look up as she came down on it.
"YAAAAAAAA!"
Her fist sliced into its face going all the way to the floor. Her knuckles hit the mat and the robot exploded filling the room with smoke.
Usagi stood and looked around, but then clapping mad her turn to the entrance of the training room.
"Zechs?"
She walked out of the small room and into the main room.
"How long were you watching?"
A small smile formed on his handsome face.
"At the monkey bars. Why didn't you take your gloves off? You looked like you were having a hard time."
Usagi looked at her hands, which were covered in gloves.
"It was a weakness. I had to over come it." Usagi noticed her socks had fallen down. She came down and pulled them up before Zechs noticed.
He asked, "Why aren't you resting. Usagi?"
Usagi forced herself not to yawn from the long day. "I couldn't sleep."
Zechs nodded, "is that why you're trying not to yawn?"
Usagi blushed and finally gave up. She covered her mouth with the back of her hand as she yawned. She rubbed her eyes.
"Well I guess I worked myself enough to get myself to sleep."
Usagi walked towards him, and yawned again.
Zechs took her arms and wrapped it over his shoulder to help her walk. "Let me help you back to your room."
Usagi shook her head, "No need I can do it."
Zechs shook his head and opened the door. He helped her down the hall and opened her bedroom door.
Usagi giggled as she stumbled nearly pulling Zechs down with her.
Zechs helped her onto the bed and pulled back the covers.
Usagi snuggled into the bed and Zechs pulled the blanket over her.
"Thanks."
Zechs stopped at the door and turned, "For what?"
Usagi sighed softly, "for caring..."
Zechs watched as Usagi fell into a dreamful sleep.
Zechs closed the door behind him and walked down the hall.
Two pairs of eyes watched as he walked down the hallway and left.
"Well anything?"
"No."
"Damnit."
"Well have to watch her."
The person nodded their dark eyes closing briefly.
"She's not normal."
"Really?"
"Well start tomorrow. And when we get our chance we talk to her."
The other person gave a curt nod.
"I don't like this."
"Hn."
Slowly the eyes sort of melted into the darkness along with the voices.
He lifted the screen up so he could see it in the dim lighted room.
He stared at the screen as it lit up making him squint his eyes for a second.
He swiped his hand over his face to ease his nerves, and to calm his patients.
When the screen had finally loaded, he moved the mouse to one of the folders and double clicked.
The screen was filled with an image of a phone.
He sat back in the seat and stated calmly the number. Beeps followed and soon ringing filled the room with loud echoes.
After the fourth ring, an image of a man appeared. "Yes can I help you?"
He looked around briefly before replying, "I need to speak with the prince."
The man nodded and directed his call to the throne.
A slender man appeared on the screen, "what is it?"
He looked at the door again, "I'm having more problems then I thought."
The Prince replied, "what problems? Those other pilots?"
He shook his head, "No. Much worst. Vice foreign Minster Dorlin had a new bodyguard."
The prince roared, "a new what! Argh...why does that matter? How can one man be a big problem."
He glanced at the door again, "not he...she. And she is stronger then me, maybe stronger than you, your highness. She has a strange power, and strength."
The prince asked, "what kind of power?"
He replied, "I don't know. But she packs a punch. She nearly knocked one of the pilots into a wall. What should I do?"
The prince replied, "Eliminate the problem."
He protested, "but sir...she's only 16 at the most."
The prince growled, "younger the better. The last time I under estimate a teenage girl I almost died. I wont let it happen again."
He stared at the image on his screen, "but sir...maybe we can bring her to our side."
The prince tilted his head to the side, "maybe. Keep your eye on her. I'll send a little surprise in the near future. Be prepared, I'll be watching you."
Then the line went dead.
He shut the top of laptop and pushed back from the table. He stared at the door thinking deeply.
'An attack here? Why, why so soon? I better find out when.
I better find Usagi.'
Usagi laid down on the bed. She shut her eyes and thought about the fight.
'What happened?'
She couldn't figure out what was wrong with her.
Usagi opened her eyes and raised her hands so she could see them.
They were slim, and small, made of pure crystal but still...
They held so much more. What had happened in that machine, that power she felt run through her veins was so strong.
Usagi sighed and shot forward into a sitting position. She couldn't let anyone see her. They would think she was not normal.
Usagi focused her thoughts to those men. They weren't as normal as they looked. They held inner power that pushed them on to fight like they do. It had to be hard.
Usagi sighed once again and jumped to her feet. "Maybe a few sparing practices will keep me busy."
Usagi nodded and walked towards the door. She turned the knob and pushed the door open.
She walked down the hall to the training room. She walked in and shut the door behind her.
Usagi passed the mats and made her way to the training course.
It looked simple enough, and Usagi rubbed her hands together.
She dropped down into a ready position.
Her eyes narrowed, her body ready to take off. But a voice cut her off from the reality.
No more fighting please. I...I just want to be a normal girl. No, no more fighting, a normal girl.
Usagi shook her head trying to focus. Her eyes had glazed over with tears but she ignored them.
Usagi sprang off her ready position, racing as fast as she could to the beginning of the course.
The first obstacle was swinging punching bags. Usagi swooped down and over right, then came up to slide left dodging the bags.
She swung her fist hitting one out of her way and it was shredded to pieces.
Usagi dropped down and rolled under the rest.
When she came up she scanned her area. The raced towards the wall climb.
She jumped up hitting the wall already halfway up it. The rest she climbed; reaching, pulling, a sturdy step, and push.
Usagi made it to the top. She didn't bother to climb down. She took a step off falling to the floor. her skirt lifted up slowing her fall barely.
Usagi hit the ground in a crouched position and came up to a standing position.
Usagi took two steps forward and jumped up grabbing the monkey bars.
Her hands nearly slipped but Usagi caught herself. She gripped the bars and swung her body.
One by one she took each bar in her hands till she got to the end and let go.
She dropped down to the floor and ran to the last obstacle.
It was a robot that you had to battle one on one.
The robot came to life when Usagi entered the small room. It pulled out some kind of gun. It pulled the trigger and a dart flew threw the air. Usagi sidestepped easily dodging the dart.
The robot then started firing repeatedly.
Usagi jumped out of the darts way. She then came at the robot, her fist pulled back.
"EEEEEEE..."
The robot aimed the gun and was ready to fire.
Usagi went to the left and jumped into the air. The robot barely had enough time to look up as she came down on it.
"YAAAAAAAA!"
Her fist sliced into its face going all the way to the floor. Her knuckles hit the mat and the robot exploded filling the room with smoke.
Usagi stood and looked around, but then clapping mad her turn to the entrance of the training room.
"Zechs?"
She walked out of the small room and into the main room.
"How long were you watching?"
A small smile formed on his handsome face.
"At the monkey bars. Why didn't you take your gloves off? You looked like you were having a hard time."
Usagi looked at her hands, which were covered in gloves.
"It was a weakness. I had to over come it." Usagi noticed her socks had fallen down. She came down and pulled them up before Zechs noticed.
He asked, "Why aren't you resting. Usagi?"
Usagi forced herself not to yawn from the long day. "I couldn't sleep."
Zechs nodded, "is that why you're trying not to yawn?"
Usagi blushed and finally gave up. She covered her mouth with the back of her hand as she yawned. She rubbed her eyes.
"Well I guess I worked myself enough to get myself to sleep."
Usagi walked towards him, and yawned again.
Zechs took her arms and wrapped it over his shoulder to help her walk. "Let me help you back to your room."
Usagi shook her head, "No need I can do it."
Zechs shook his head and opened the door. He helped her down the hall and opened her bedroom door.
Usagi giggled as she stumbled nearly pulling Zechs down with her.
Zechs helped her onto the bed and pulled back the covers.
Usagi snuggled into the bed and Zechs pulled the blanket over her.
"Thanks."
Zechs stopped at the door and turned, "For what?"
Usagi sighed softly, "for caring..."
Zechs watched as Usagi fell into a dreamful sleep.
Zechs closed the door behind him and walked down the hall.
Two pairs of eyes watched as he walked down the hallway and left.
"Well anything?"
"No."
"Damnit."
"Well have to watch her."
The person nodded their dark eyes closing briefly.
"She's not normal."
"Really?"
"Well start tomorrow. And when we get our chance we talk to her."
The other person gave a curt nod.
"I don't like this."
"Hn."
Slowly the eyes sort of melted into the darkness along with the voices.