AN: Ok, you will realise that I got my inspiration at the end. Please review this chapter. I'm sorry for the long wait, but I've been studying all the time because of my exams in 2 days. Things should return back to normal in a week and my inspiration will be back completely, but as it goes I have to study now and it sux cause I wanna write!!! . Oh well... anyway, I would really appreciate your reviews.

Chapter 25 – Awaken, four soldiers of freedom; Part 1

Heero leapt forward not caring if the truck was only a few metres away. It was moving at immense speed. The last thing Heero saw was his hand pushing Haruka out of the way as the truck slammed into him and he rolled across the road while the truck screeched and made hissing noises as it stopped.

The truck driver jumped out of his car not bothering to turn off the engine or close the door. He stared at the two bodies lying on the road in uttermost terror. His hands shook as he identified one as being a super famous millionaire model. The other person seemed to be unknown. Strangely that one wasn't scratched or anything while the model was covered in blood, bruises and scratches.

A few people from the houses rushed out to see what was happening. A few shrieks and screams came from dedicated fans to Heero. The truck driver just stood there, shaking as a few tear drops ran down his cheeks. He didn't mean to kill anyone and he had killed two in a row! A high pitch siren could be heard drawing closer. The driver not knowing what to do raced back to his car as fast as he could. He didn't want to go to jail! It wasn't his fault! As he raced down the hill the police arrived, staring at the strange event.

Haruka's face twitched and she shot up from her lying position. She couldn't believe she had overtired herself to the point of unconsciousness. She looked around realising she was sitting on the road and a lot of shocked people were staring at her as if she was a ghost. Her gaze turned to the police cars and an ambulance pulling up by her side.

Suddenly she realised she was not alone. Her head turned to Heero, lying unmoving on the road. Her hands began trembling as she realised what had happened. She was so stupid! She should have stopped when she was tired instead of pushing herself just for the stupid pride. A policeman seemed to be interviewing a witness.

"I saw him! He leapt right in front of the truck and when the truck slammed into him, it was such a loud bang," exclaimed the woman, holding a little girl in her arms.

A reporter with a camera rushed up to Haruka, realising she was alive. She stared around at all the people who were looking at her in misery. She hated every bit of it.

"Excuse me, ma'am," the reporter said after checking that she was a woman in a polite way. "Could you please tell us what happened?"

Haruka turned to look back at Heero. Now she hated him even more! Why did he go save her life for his own? Idiot! Just because she was Sailor Uranus and he wasn't a soldier of any sort didn't mean he had to save her!

The doctors rushed over to Heero and got read to pick him up. A female nervous reached for his hand. Suddenly it grabbed onto her arm and Heero's eyes flung open. He clung onto her arm. A slight gasp escaped the nurse's lips as Heero let go of her hand and shakily got up.

"Don't touch me," he said in his monotone voice.

Haruka let out a small smile. This guy was just amazing. A camera was focused on Heero completely and everyone stood there stunned at him. Haruka got up from her crouching position and brushed herself off. This was going to be quite amusing. A huge long black car screeched to a halt in front of Heero. The door flung open revealing Jackie and Domi, who was at the wheel.

"Get in," said Jackie.

Haruka nodded and helped Heero into the car. The crowd still stood paralysed as the two "zombies" got into the car and slammed the door in their face. The car slowly made its way out of the crowd and towards the modelling agency. Heero sighed angrily as he looked at his bloody figure.

"You do realise what you have done?" exclaimed Jackie suddenly.

Heero looked at the back of her head. He could not see the expression on her face but he was pretty sure she was mad, and red in the face.

"Cool it, Jackie," said Domi trying to concentrate on the rough road.

"You drive, I talk," Jackie shouted, almost in hysterics. She took a breath and began speaking again, a bit more calmly, "You won't be able to model for at least another month unless you are some miracle healer, who heals in a week. You might lose your career and never be able to model again and the magazines will be bothering us for pictures. We have to give in new pictures by the end of the week and here you are scraped like mad!"

Suddenly Haruka interrupted, grabbing Jackie's hand, making her turn around.

"Listen to me, this guy is a miracle healer. He'll be fine in 2 days and as for your stingy modelling pictures, why don't you clean him up and try and get a really cool photo of him, ignoring his pain or something. The magazines will love it," said Haruka angrily.

Jackie's face lit up at the idea and she opened her mouth to say some more, "You never let me finish. That is a great idea by the way, Haruka but may I just say, Heero, you leapt in front of a truck to save Haruka and created a really big commotion. Do you know what you have just done? You've made yourself the most popular and famous guy in world!"

Jackie let out a wide smile, her eyes shining in happiness and cheekiness. She received a cold glare back from Heero. Her smile disappeared almost at once as she realised Heero was still covered in blood and needed to be cleaned up as soon as possible, but she had to take the photos too.

"This wasn't what I wanted," said Heero in his usual monotone voice, but he was in deep thought. "This wasn't what I wanted at all. I just wanted to have a job where I could get a lot of money, but I never asked for this popularity, and I don't like it!"

Jackie shut her mouth in sympathy. This guy must have been through a lot because he was talking about stupid and silly things. She had never heard of anyone who didn't like popularity. If only she was as famous as him. She would love to take his place if only that was possible.

The car parked into the farmiliar agency and the group walked out, Heero limping a little. He ignored the strange looks he was getting as they walked along the long white halls of the agency. Jackie smirked mischeviously. She felt so good having such a popular model right at her heels. It made her feel important.

Finally they reached the small room at the corner of the agency not many people knew about. Heero did not recognise this room though he had tried to remember his way around the agency as soon as he got there. He noticed that strangely there weren't any people apart from them walking around this corridor. It felt eery and all the halls were an irritating white, shining as if it was a hospital. That was the only thing he didn't like about the agency.

The silence was broken as Julie turned the key in the keyhole and the door slowly opened with a creek. The room seemed old as Heero peered into it. She motioned for them to come in and quickly closed the door behind them. It was dark too. A few stools and chairs were scattered across the room and a huge indoor wardrobe was hidden on the right side of the room.

A window, covered by long frilly curtains stood lonely facing Heero. Heero turned back to look at Jackie questioningly but her face seemed to be beaming with pride about something.

"This, was my studio before my father told me to stop photography in his agency and find a real job," said Jackie glaring accusingly at Domi who shook his head in pride.

"This was going to be where I would take photos of famous people and have a good career," she continued dreamily. "But it was ruined when my father said those painful words! But now, it can be changed again and this place may look like an industrial slump, but remember, this is where the most important and famous person in the world is standing right now!"

Haruka angrily sat down on a chair, crossing her arms. Jackie was getting on her nerves and she was getting worried about Heero. The reason they came was to get Jackie but it seemed they were stuck in a position not easily gotten out of.

"What about Di though?" exclaimed Haruka suddenly.

"She would do well here, but we don't have time to get her," said Jackie opening the huge wardrobe revealing a huge amount of different photography objects and very good looking cameras.

Domi's face went red in anger as he saw the things he had thought he had lost a long time ago, appear right infront of his nose.

"Jackie! You were the one who had them, and you took the key from me so I couldn't use them," exclaimed Domi angrily.

"Yes papa, I HAD the key and locked up your best possessions just like you locked up my future and threw it out. But now I'm back and unlocking your best possessions just as you are letting me unlock my future again," said Jackie.

"Stop talking in riddles!"

"I'm sorry but I'm very excited! If only we had her here we could win millions of dollars for a picture!"

"If only you had who?" asked someone from the door.

The argument stopped and everyone's gaze turned to Di who was standing at the door, looking extremely sly.

"How did you get here?" asked Domi stupidly.

"Don't ask her that papa, I can't believe she's here. Di, I don't know how you got here but I'm sure you know exactly what I want to do," said Jackie letting Di into the room and locking the door behind them again.

"Alright Haruka, could you please help me out while I'm setting up these cameras?" asked Jackie. Haruka widened her eyes as if it was the first time she had been noticed while she was in the room. She gravely nodded and stared questioningly at Jackie.

"Could you please clean up Heero's bruises wherever they are showing and make sure he still has that cut on his arm and that one across his shoulder. This is gonna look so realistic. Wait a minute, this is realistic!" exclaimed Jackie as she rushed backwards and forwards, her face flushed in excitement.

Haruka surprisingly agreed and walked out the room, followed by Heero. They silently walked along the corridors until they reached rooms where there were plenty people inside. They reached the make up room where the first aid kits were too and sat down at a table.

Haruka gently took out a few sponges and carefully started cleaning the blood off his arms, apart from the ones Jackie said to keep. She stared at Heero as he stared forward into the blank wall infront of them. He didn't grimace at all as she touched the freshly cut sores. Didn't he feel any pain at all?

"Heero, I'd just like to say thankyou for saving my life," said Haruka silently as she began bandaging up his arm. Heero didn't answer of course and she suddenly realised he was extremely stiff and tense.

Heero stared blankly at the wall infront of him. He felt the pain rush through him each time Haruka gently touched his cuts. He concentrated on not showing the pain, but his arms tensed as each stroke was made. He wasn't used to people touching him, especially women. He didn't understand why he let Haruka clean the wounds for him when usually he would do it for himself. It was probably the least thing she could do to thank him for saving her life, but he really didn't see what was so good about what he did, but if it made Haruka feel better about it, he decided he would let her pay him back this way. Heero made an excuse for it, calling it endurance and quickly switched back to trying to shut out the pain racing through every bone and muscle in his body.

"Heero, why are you so quiet?" asked Haruka suddenly as she wrapped a bandage around his knee.

Seeing that Heero didn't seem to be talking Haruka concentrated back on the last few wounds. Her eye caught his eye which seemed to be extremely wide and unblinking. Haruka opened her mouth to comment but quickly shut it as the door burst open.

"Heero! The reporters are here! We have to get you back to that room at once before they find you," exclaimed Jackie at the door.

Heero nodded and got up almost spilling the water next to him. This wasn't his usual self and it was better he stopped acting so clumsy as soon as possible.

I'm acting like an idiot! STOP IT! STOP FEELING THE PAIN AND WALK YOU MORON thought Heero as he walked to the door, slowly followed by Haruka.

He could hear a bunch of screaming voices and loud noises coming from close by. Jackie took this hint and broke into a run tugging onto Heero's arm to tell him to run too. They ran silently along the halls but soon lost Jackie who seemed extremely excited again. Suddenly Heero's leg gave in and his knees buckled. He collapse onto the ground and Haruka almost tripped over him but dodged quickly. She screeched to a stop and saw Heero breathing quickly on the groun in pain.

STOP IT! You're a weakling and a stupid idiot. Get up! Look, she's pitying you! Look at her sympathy. Get up! Heero screamed inside his head. He felt a strange energy rise around him as Haruka came closer and tried getting him up. Suddenly a dark mist appeared on the left side of the hall. A few screams rose from the reporter's and Haruka could almost hear them as they collapsed to the ground. Out of the other side Jackie came running with frightened eyes. She raced back towards Heero followed by a dark black mist. The two mists began drawing closer to the group. Heero's eyes closed and he slipped into unconsciousness.

The mist began changing colour into a dark blue as it drew closer and began swerving and making unbearable roaring noises that echoed along the hallways. Haruka felt extremely cold. She had no choice but to transform. It didn't really matter since Jackie was supposed to be a scout but Haruka still felt weird.

"Uranus planet power, make up," screamed Haruka as a light yellow light surrounded her body, stopping the black mist from getting too close to the three. Jackie stared in shock at Haruka as she transformed into Sailor Uranus.

"World Shaking!" screamed Uranus, throwing a ball of light at the mist. The ball went right through it, exploding somewhere further down the corridor. Uranus turned back to Jackie pleadingly.

"Jackie! Please remember who you are. You are Sailor Ar, scout of war, fire and anger! I don't know how you transform but you've got to remember. Somehow realise who you are and find the power within you before we fall into this black mist altogether," said Uranus staring at the petrified girl. She stood shaking as she watched the mist slowly edge closer to her.

Uranus slapped her across the face hard causing her to gasp. Uranus's hand grabbed onto Jackie's shoulder firmly and she stared into her eyes angrily.

"Come on! Don't be a coward! Be yourself," screamed Uranus angrily. Suddenly the mist surrounded Uranus. A loud shrill scream echoed from Uranus's mouth as the mist wrapped itself around her and dragged her to the ground. Another part of the mist was pressing Heero into the ground.

The mist began circling around Jackie who stared at her two friends smashing into the ground. Uranus stopped her screaming and blood was rolling from her forehead. Her eyes suddenly widened.

"Coward," whispered Haruka. "You're a coward. Coward! You are a coward! COWARD!!!"

The huge mist enveloped Jackie as she fell into a painful scream. Haruka's voice faded as she fainted.

"I'm not a coward," said Jackie as the mist dragged her to the floor. "I'm NOT a coward! Never call me a coward," screamed Jackie, rage drawing within her soul. "I'm NOT A COWARD!!!!"

AN: Wat's gonna happen now? Got any ideas. Well why don't you share them with me! I might even consider them. I mean, I have the whole plot in my head, but not every small detail. I accept any suggestions and will love your reviews. Thank you!!!