Chapter 2
Even though she had no notion of the
time, in her mind one more day had passed by… One more day in the darkness of
this lugubrious room. This day, Relena had left all hopes of being saved, all
hopes of seeing the light again… Of seeing her family, friends… And mostly him.
Seating on the
icy cold ground, she could not feel anything anymore, except the constant
aching pain coming from her right hip. Her blue eyes, usually glimmering with
emotions, were lifeless, blank. Nothing mattered anymore… In this moment she
was absolutely sure she was going to die.
Noises could be
heard coming from outside… People walking. A glimpse of hope could be seen in
her eyes as well as a horrified look. She hoped it was someone to save her, but
what if it wasn't? What if those people were her executioners? What if those
men were to bring her to the last place she'd see? Her heart was beating at the
double of its normal rate. The tears she thoughts had run out, came back to her
eyes, and slowly drifted from her face. The men had stopped in front of her
door. Their voices could be heard… Nothing could be made out of what they were
saying for she was too exhausted, afraid, and far to make out words.
Seconds changed
into minutes. Minutes into hours… Her eyes had begun to shut themselves, but
suddenly, at the sound of her door being open, she shot her head up again… Two
men were standing in front of her now. She started screaming by fear that her
thoughts were right. The two men started her way… She never could see their
face, for the next thing she saw was peach darkness as she fell to the floor,
feeling a strong pain coming from her forehead. Then, nothing.
****
A shadow was moving stealthily across the
room. Piercing Prussian blue eyes gazing throughout the unfamiliar place. Heero
went to the far back of the room, toward a desk, near the huge French doors
that gave view to the main fountain of the building. He sat down on the chair
and turned on the only computer stationed in the room. Data password were
the few words scribbled on the screen. Knowingly, his fingers started moving
throughout the keyboard, not even bothering to look for the keys. As soon as he
typed the password in, data started to pile up at a dazing speed. Looking
through it, Heero's expression changed, and the emotionless face that he had
always shown went into one of pure anger. 'Nothing.' He thought while banging
his fist on the desk. Eyes unfocused, his thoughts trailed down to the only
person he was constantly thinking of.
Watching from the
shadows had always been his mission with Relena. She was the one he had always
watched from afar, not wanting to get too close to her by fear that something
could happen to her, by fear she could get hurt because of him… Anybody that
got near him was destined to die. Anybody that he loved was destined to die. As
the time went by, he knew that getting too close to her would only result on
her being one of his weaknesses… The perfect soldier could have no weaknesses.
Weaknesses lead to failures, and Heero could not accept failures. That's why he
had kept his feelings locked up inside, showing indifference each time he was
seeing her, or each time she was making a friendly or rather loving step toward
him. This had always seemed to hurt her so much. Even though it did hurt him to
see her like that, it was the only possible option that he had thought of. And
now, here he was, seating in a chair in the main office of Duc Dermail, head of
the Romafeller Foundation, telling himself how stupid he had been, realizing
that if only he could have stayed to protect her none of this would have
happened. If only he had been closer to her, he maybe could have protected her
better…
A sudden noise
was heard… 'Security.' He thought. 'I'd better go.' Turning off the computer,
he stood up, moved away from the desk, and turned to face the French doors. Of
course, it wasn't locked from the inside. 'Poor security.' He thought again
while opening the huge doors. He walked onto the balcony, and closed carefully
the doors behind him. Then, walking toward the edge of the balcony, he studied
how high from the ground he was… 5 floors. His decision was made in a split second…
He was going to jump. Stepping forward, he climbed on the rope and jumped from
the balcony. Landing on the ground softly and swiftly as usual, he looked up to
gaze at the place he had just jumped from to check that nobody had seen him.
After making sure that this little detail was taken care of, he disappeared,
running his way out in the forest that surrounded the Victorian building, still
determined to find the one person that occupied his mind.
****
She had awakened
in a rich furnished room. Yellow wallpaper with golden flowers printed was
ornamenting the walls. There were flowers on the tables on each sides of the 18th
century style coach that was at her far right, against the wall. A grand black
piano was at her left, and in front of her was a superb polished wooden desk.
She couldn't help but wonder where she was. She would have gladly walked
through the door and asked, but being tied up in a chair wasn't what you could
call being free of every action, and the people didn't seem very welcoming.
Eyes still gazing through the room, she really started wondering what was going
to happen to her. It was almost like a vicious evil curiosity that she was
having. A curiosity led by fear. She knew that their intentions weren't good,
or else they wouldn't have harmed her like they did, but what was the goal
behind all this? 'Peace…' She thought shaking her head. 'It's always about
getting wars back.'
Relena, as the
Vice Foreign Minister, had always made sure that peace was kept in the colonies
and earth since the horrible tragedy of Mariemaia. She had put all her might in
this project… All her strength. A lot of people were agreeing on her pacifist
views, but most of them were civilians, and uncaring about the whole political
impact that would have on some companies… As long as they had peace, it was all
that mattered. Some politicians though, didn't see it this way, and it is how
terrorism for the peace in the colonies and earth started. Attacks, battles…
They were unpredictable. 'This kidnapping was unpredictable.' She thought.
"I hope you are
enjoying your stay here Vice Foreign Minister Darlian." Said a voice
sarcastically.
Relena instantly
bolted her head up. 'That voice…' This voice sounded all too familiar to her,
but she couldn't get her mind to remember. As the curiosity was picking in, she
took on her formal severe diplomatic tone and asked…
"Who are you?"
The man was
standing behind her. She could clearly feel him gazing at her. If only she
could see him.
"Come on Miss
Relena. I know we didn't see each other that often, but all in all we are on
the same side."
"You must be
mistaken. If we were, I wouldn't be tied up like I am now, and I wouldn't have
been treated the way I was!" She answered coldly.
The man giggled.
"I'm sorry, did they hurt you?"
"Listen, I don't
know who you are, but I already know something about you."
"Oh yeah? What is
that?" She could hear his steps… He was getting closer to her…
"You are a very
sick person."
A smirk went
through his lips. He was now right behind her. "No, I wouldn't call myself sick
Miss Darlian. I'm only seeking justice. I'm not the only one, am I?"
She could feel
his breath upon her neck as he had been lowering himself to whisper in her ear.
"I don't know
what you're talking about. My only goal is to achieve peace."
"Your goal…" he
said emphasizing the word 'Your'. "Peace cannot be achieved without wars, and
justice cannot be achieved without battles. It is time you understand this
matter Minister Darlian. This way you will be able to do your job better." He
continued with a dry tone.
Relena kept
silent, anger rising in her. This anger could clearly been seen on her
features.
"Who are you to
talk to me this way? Do you really expect me to answer when I can't even see
your face? Illusions! And for your information, I am doing my job, and am doing
a damn good job!" she said bursting out in anger, screaming.
"You will see me
in time woman, and shouldn't be talking this way to me. You could be in a very
deep trouble." His voice became amused. "You could even die for saying such
things."
Relena's blood
became cold, but nonetheless she kept her tone solemn.
"If I should die
defending the cause I fight for, then let me die." Was the answer she gave.
This line
apparently got the man angered again, and soon enough Relena felt something
cold against her neck…
"You will do as I
say, or you will die. You will fight for our cause. You will tell the people to
follow our regime. You hear me? Every Colonies will live in a totally new era…The
Earth and colonies will be ruled by a military government, and you Vice
Minister, will resign."
The knife was
pressured against her neck, and it had cut the milky skin. Red liquid was
running down from the noticeable wound that it had made. She dared not speak,
for she was too scared to die to muter one word. The man still standing behind
her draw back the knife violently, and snickered. All of this had amused him.
Seeing her like this had amused him. She heard him turn back, and in seconds,
she knew he had left the room, leaving behind him a shocked, frightened, and
angry Relena.
"Never… I will
never surrender to this." Were the words that escaped her mouth as she was
weeping.
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