" Man it's so good to see you guys again." Usagi said her emotional free
mask breaking. (AN: I will be calling Serena or 153-06, Usagi from now on
ok! By the way, her real name is Usagi moon.) She hugged everyone again
then sat down with them. Quatre and Trowa sat next to each other and Hiiro
and Usagi sat next to each other. Usagi kept looking at them as if deep in
concentration. Finally, she broke the silence she created.
" What happened to you after you were taken from the room Trowa?" She looked over at her ex-accomplice.
Trowa seamed to think before he spoke his voice calm and controlled as it had always been.
" Well you see…." He began his story.
*** Flashback ***
Trowa sat in a cold room his hands tied behind his back. The room was perpetually dark so he had no way to know how long he sat in his uncomfortable crouched position. After a long time in the tangible darkness, the door opened shortly blinding him as it let the bright light of the outside world into his space. In the time he had to think before this event Trowa concluded that if he was angry and rash he would not make it out of this compound alive so he faced the coming pain with grim determination. The man who entered the room had a short and weak looking form. He knew whom it was, that had come to visit him in his personal hell. The lights of the room flipped on. Trowa's guess was right in front of him was Dr. J, his face angry and amused at he same time.
" Trowa," Dr. J's voice echoed in the small space. " You actually thought that you could kill me I trained you. I thought you everything you know. I'm disappointed in you, I took you guys in, I cared for you, I gave you a home, and this is the thanks I get." Dr. J looked sad but he knew he was only trying to make him softer toward the old mans plight.
" You gave us old crust food, a leaky cold home, you trained us to be killers, you stripped us of our humanity and in spite of all these you expect us not to turn on the hand that feeds us." Trowa's voice and unintentionally taken on a cold hard edge, Dr. J was about to continue when Trowa decided he was not finished talking yet.
"You beat us, you almost killed us, you took us from our families. Worst of all the things you have done, you preached the morality of you actions, as if to justify them to someone other then yourself. Well we were never listening we pretended so you would shut the hell up." Trowa's eyes gleamed with hatred and pain and yet something more. Dr. J left the room five big men came in and beat the tied up Trowa until he could no longer hold his head up. Then they picked him up and placed in a chair that was off in the corner of the room. The tied down his wrists and ankles, straps from the chair came across and held down his midsection. A large metal like arm stretched around from behind him, and moved in front of him. There was a space in the machine the came down over his eyes. Trowa screamed as the machine used metal pieces to pry his eyes open. The words, ' I have no name I am the lone pilot, I have always been alone, echoed through his head and the word alone flashed in front of his eyes. This lasted a few minuets before a laser bean came down and hit his eyes, erasing his memories of everything but his training. Finally, he lost consciousness.
*** End flashback ***
"……And that is everything that happened." Trowa said finally finishing his tale about his punishment.
He looked around the room to see nods.
" I was knocked out until the part were they strapped me to the chair but I know I was beaten because me body was extremely bloody."
*** End ***
AaAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH cliffy!!!!!!
I will write more soon I promise! please read and review.
" What happened to you after you were taken from the room Trowa?" She looked over at her ex-accomplice.
Trowa seamed to think before he spoke his voice calm and controlled as it had always been.
" Well you see…." He began his story.
*** Flashback ***
Trowa sat in a cold room his hands tied behind his back. The room was perpetually dark so he had no way to know how long he sat in his uncomfortable crouched position. After a long time in the tangible darkness, the door opened shortly blinding him as it let the bright light of the outside world into his space. In the time he had to think before this event Trowa concluded that if he was angry and rash he would not make it out of this compound alive so he faced the coming pain with grim determination. The man who entered the room had a short and weak looking form. He knew whom it was, that had come to visit him in his personal hell. The lights of the room flipped on. Trowa's guess was right in front of him was Dr. J, his face angry and amused at he same time.
" Trowa," Dr. J's voice echoed in the small space. " You actually thought that you could kill me I trained you. I thought you everything you know. I'm disappointed in you, I took you guys in, I cared for you, I gave you a home, and this is the thanks I get." Dr. J looked sad but he knew he was only trying to make him softer toward the old mans plight.
" You gave us old crust food, a leaky cold home, you trained us to be killers, you stripped us of our humanity and in spite of all these you expect us not to turn on the hand that feeds us." Trowa's voice and unintentionally taken on a cold hard edge, Dr. J was about to continue when Trowa decided he was not finished talking yet.
"You beat us, you almost killed us, you took us from our families. Worst of all the things you have done, you preached the morality of you actions, as if to justify them to someone other then yourself. Well we were never listening we pretended so you would shut the hell up." Trowa's eyes gleamed with hatred and pain and yet something more. Dr. J left the room five big men came in and beat the tied up Trowa until he could no longer hold his head up. Then they picked him up and placed in a chair that was off in the corner of the room. The tied down his wrists and ankles, straps from the chair came across and held down his midsection. A large metal like arm stretched around from behind him, and moved in front of him. There was a space in the machine the came down over his eyes. Trowa screamed as the machine used metal pieces to pry his eyes open. The words, ' I have no name I am the lone pilot, I have always been alone, echoed through his head and the word alone flashed in front of his eyes. This lasted a few minuets before a laser bean came down and hit his eyes, erasing his memories of everything but his training. Finally, he lost consciousness.
*** End flashback ***
"……And that is everything that happened." Trowa said finally finishing his tale about his punishment.
He looked around the room to see nods.
" I was knocked out until the part were they strapped me to the chair but I know I was beaten because me body was extremely bloody."
*** End ***
AaAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH cliffy!!!!!!
I will write more soon I promise! please read and review.