Mission-Alpha Team

Sank Kingdom- Preventers Head Quarters

January 1, 200-A.C.

"Boys. I have a mission for you." Said Lady Une, Commander of the Preventers. "During my time at OZ we created a special team to use against you, Gundam Pilots. We named them the Alpha Team. When the oldest of them figured out the truth of their existence she and the others escaped. These 5 people are very dangerous, we need to get them on our side and we have to do it soon."

"So you want us to leave everything and track them all down, then convert them to our way of thinking?"

"Yes, Barton."

"Can you give us any Intel?"

"Yes." She hit a switch on her end of the table. A screen popped up projected picture. It had 5 women mowing down OZ soldiers with what looked like automatic weapons. "This is a still taken from their escape. Any questions?"

"We are going after 5 onnas?"

"Yes, Chang."

"They are just storming out. Why did you not stop them?" asked Quatre.

"The punishment for hurting one of them was a painful death. They knew that and they used it to their full advantage." She responded sourly. Quatre nodded.

"May I continue?" The boys nodded and she continued.

A blue bow isolated the center figure. It was of a dark hair and green eyed woman. She had her head turned a little to the side like she was shouting Orders. The computer pulled up the image and made a rotating 3-D image of the woman head to foot. Beside her showed info including hair color, eye color, height, weight and last know location.

"This is the oldest of them. They call her Animal. She's a splice…"

"Whoa. What do you mean 'splice'?" Duo interrupted.

"She was quiet literally engineered for our service. We took genes from our best soldiers to engineer all of these girls. But with this one we took genes from animals, big cats, to give her specialized abilities. Leopard for stealth. Cheetah for speed. Tiger for strength. And Lion for…something, I forget. The point is we took every Big Cat species and gave her a trait of theirs." The Boys nodded.

"This one." A green box incased another woman. She was the exact opposite of the woman to her left. She had close cut silver hair and green eyes. "She's called Trigger. Her specialty is assassination." She continued. The computer isolated the woman on the other side of 'Animal'. She had light, almost golden blonde hair and one green eye. The other was some kind of optic lens that went back toward her ear and disappeared into her hair with a little more of it when like a brace up her forehead. "This is Techy. As Animal was spliced with animals she's spliced with computers. Part of her mind is, quiet literally, a microscopic super computer. She can hook up with almost any device and make it bend to her will. That includes her Gundam…"

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa. These girls have Gundams?" Quatre interrupted, again.

"Yes. You didn't seriously think that All the Gundanium Treize had delivered to him went into Epyon? Did you?" Une countered.

"Well I had hoped…"

"Why do you think you were ordered to keep your Gundams? We knew we would need them in case these girls flipped or some one, like Madij-maya (?) Rebelled."

"Oh. Then why are they just shooting their way out instead of getting in their Gundams and blasting out?" Asked the Blonde.

Une rubbed her temples. She was losing her patience, fast. She had never expected Quatre to become the Master of Stupid Questions. Even if it was temporary or Drug induced. "Their trying to get to their Gundams. Once they were out they blew up the installation." She looked to see if they under stood then continued.

"Here we have C4." the woman on the right edge of the group was selected. She had dark red hair and green eyes. "She's their demolitions expert. You give her something, anything, and she can figure out how to make it 'go boom'"

The computer selected the final woman. She Brown hair and green eyes. "This is Fighter. She's their hand-to-hand combat and gun specialists. She said its 'point and click, just like the internet'" This earned a wry smile from Duo. "Any Questions?"

They were silent. She passed out files. "These contain their last known locations. I'll let you discuss the details yourselves. Good Luck." She stood and left.

* * * *

"Some thing bothers me…" Quatre said from his seat at the table. They had stayed in the Briefing Room when Une left to figure out their strategy.

"What's that Quatre?" Asked Trowa.

"Well All of these girls have green eyes. Why?"

"Probably to mark them as different. Pure Green eyes are rather rare." Answered Heero.

"May-be. So which one are you taking, Heero?"

"I was thinking about this Animal. She seems to be the most stable. She's stayed in one place for most of the last 4 ½ years. She'll probably be the one most set against us. You?"

"Techy. She seems to be the brains of their outfit. I hate to say it but I don't think I could stand up against the others."

"Hn. They're Onnas. You give them too much credit."

"I don't think so Wufei." Trowa stepped in on Quatre's behalf. "It says here that the woman named Animal _pushed_ the Mobile Suit she was using to train in and squashed here trainer just because she was mad. And Fighter killed her trainer, too, beat him to death. Trigger made a neat little hole in her trainers head . And C4 blew her trainer into a pile of smoking bits… It seems the only one that didn't try to kill her trainer was Techy, and that's because she had 'no logical reason'. I think Quatre's being smart."

"Yeah." Duo agreed. "But I think I'll go with C4. If all else fails I can tell her I just wanted to talk shop." Duo grinned. "What about you Trow? Trigger or Fighter?"

"Fighter. Guns are my thing."

"That leaves me with the assassin. Trigger. Stupid name."

"We've decided. Tell Une then move out." Ordered Heero