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This time, waking up was easy.

Getting up was the hard part.

I didn't have to struggle, move or fight, I could feel the straps on my wrists and ankles, the collar on my throat.

Shimatta!

I didn't move at all, not one muscle was budged, I just kept my heart beat changing like I was still sleeping. An almost icey hand touched my forehead, who are you onna?! It was definately an onna, I could feel her manicured nails against my skin, I was breathing in the revoltingly heavy smell of perfume. Did this bitch DROWN herself in perfume?

Does she NOT believe in SOAP AND WATER for Kami-sama's sake!

"Her Gundam's been stored away."

"Good."

"Commander? May I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"Why does the child's body and hair change?"

I controlled myself, schooled my expression. I want to smirk again, there was such a hesitant pause.

"Explain yourself, Une."

"Her eyes and hair were reported to be chartruese and dark brown. Her weight, 115 lbs. Her height, 5'11 1/2". Skin tone, dark. Her hair is now a blue color and her eyes are now blue. Weight, 95 lbs. Height, 5'7". Skin tone, pale. How does that happen?"

Hah. Let's see Mister Treize explain THIS. Even I don't know the answer to that.

"Let me tell you a secret Une. First, do you remember the Legendary Warriors?"

...... I have to stop my glorious pride now, and listen. I love the Legendary Senshi myths. There were 10 Legendary Senshi, each represented a planet. Of course, Earth didn't have one. The MOON had one. One was a way distant planet, rumored to be the home of bred warriors. Doctor Johnson always spoke of them, and the brats at the Academy... who cares now. The brats and Doctor Johnson are dead.... I would have cried. My body won't let me, and I can't be seen as awake. I want to know the rest....

"I remember them, Commander."

"14 years ago, a Genetic Scientist found a newborn, locked in a prison of crystal. This child was one of the 10 Legendary Senshi. Doctor Aranuna released the child and began a project with the baby. The baby's mind and body were enhanced with the best technology, and using recreations of what she thought the other 9 Senshi's powers would be. The project's name was Nemesis.

Doctor Aranuna, or Dr. Aran, was raising the girl just fine when Dr. J stole her away. Project Nemesis was left incomplete. Dr. Aran is with us and plans to finish what was started. Project Nemesis will be completed and then we'll have a Perfect Gundam Pilot."

.... Forget those dummies at the Academy, they never liked me anyways, this asshole just revealed WHAT I am. I have a purpose.

I.

Have.

A.

Purpose.

Ohmikami-sama. Open the bottle of wine, someone please. I have a purpose after all. I felt eyes on me again and then a hand on my cheek.

"She is awake."

My eyes shoot open to glare at Lady Une, a scowl twisting my lips and a low growl trying to work it's way free from my throat. I control the growl, return the glare to a empty stare, and then school my face into blankness.

"Now now, Tokyo Rose. Behave."

I shoot him a deadly look. SHUT up, Treize! Inch over here a LITTLE further! Let me grab that gun and blow BOTH your balls of Treizey Poo!

"Enmen. Behave. Watch what you think." A new voice commands, I look over at her. Long black hair touching the back of her knees, a white lab coat, vicious violet eyes. Her name plate reads 'Doctor Aranuna'. Hold hold hold.... Enmen. Is that my name? Doesn't sound like my name. But maybe it is! WOW. A name AND a purpose.

And did she say, 'Watch what you THINK?'

"I did say, watch what you think. I can hear it. Loud and clear. Now..."

She glares at Treize and Une, then motions to the leather straps. "Remove those straps."

A smirk twitches my lips as Une hurriedly did as ordered, unstrapping my wrists and ankles. My hands went to the collar on my throat as I sat up, my fingertips feeling out the words. I hate collars. I hate people. I HATE BEING TREATED LIKE I'M FUCKING OWNED!

I dig my nails in behind the collar, fingers working it's way behind it and then I pull from two different sides. Une and Treize gasp and then start shouting about how I'm escaping, Dr. Aranuna just smiles and nods.

The collar breaks.

Well hell, that was easy.

It felt like... plastic, a thin plastic collar.

Cool!

I twist my body around, dangling my legs off the side of the metal bed and staring at Dr. Aranuna. I could see how cold I look in her eyes, I'm so emotionless on the outside. But I'm not on the inside, do you know that woman? Did you ALSO know that you're the weakest bitch I've seen in days?

Her eyes narrow for a second, and then she smirks. What the hell, woman, did you hear me? I didn't speak out loud for Kami-sama's sake!

Suddenly, a pain fills my head, squeezing until I can hardly breathe. I close my eyes tightly, not betraying my discomfort and I hear the bitch murmur, "Play nice from now on, enmen." Then the pain is gone.

As I open my eyes to stare at her, I realize something. Enmen, it's the word for perfection, she doesn't use the word as my name. It isn't my name. My heart falls, it's like there's this big empty space within me.

Once again, as always, I am Pilot 00 of Gundam Sapphire Tears, Code Name Tokyo Rose. I am a pilot, and I am nothing more than that. I am not a person, I am a tool of destruction. I've known it all along, so why does it hurt so bad to finally admit to myself that it's all I'll ever be?