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The Sixth Pilot: Chapter 2
"Huh?" Duo replied as he snapped back into reality.
"Are you going to join us?" Katrina asked again in a more irritated tone.
"Uhh...ya! Sure am! Oh and by the way, my name's Duo, I may run and hide, but I never tell a lie. That's me in a nutshell."
"Riiiiight. Well, I'm Katrina. My motto is life's a bitch, so screw it for what it's worth."
"You're the negative type, aren't ya?"
"Yah, well, I've had some tough times in my life."
"Hey you two, aren't you coming?" Quatre shouted at them from the table.
"Yah, we're comin'. Just be patient." Duo yelled back.
**********************************At the table**********************************
"So Katrina, what sort of things do you like?" Quatre asked.
"Um...well, I like art, so I do some painting. I also do some drawing as well."
"Wow! So do I! If you want I'll show you some of my work. If I may, could I see yours?"
"Sure. I'd love to see your work. Oh, and you can see my work anytime, but I'm not very good though."
"Don't be so modest, I'm sure you're a great artist."
"What else are ya interested in?" asked Duo in his usual happy-go-lucky tone.
"Well, I play the guitar and drums. That I know I'm good at."
Katrina seemed to be more open with Duo. Maybe it was his friendliness; but then again Quatre had been friendly to her too. She was wondering why she felt so comfortable with him. The only person she felt this way around was her mother.
"Cool. Q-man plays a musical instrument too, but then again, it's the violin." Duo said in a disappointed voice.
"Hey, what's wrong with the violin? Besides, you also forgot that Trowa plays an instrument too. He plays the flute." he remarked to Katrina as if she actually cared.
"There's nothing wrong with the violin, it's just that...well...it's not as cool as what she plays.
As Quatre and Duo were arguing about why it's so bad to have a violin, Katrina got a small tap on her shoulder. She looked over to find another one of Quatre's friends staring at her. It was the one who knocked down the door when she was in the bathroom.
"Are ya going to apologise for kickin' down the door? It was very rude of you to invade my privacy!" Katrina asked him in a bit of a harsh tone.
Heero just stared back at her. His empty Prussian eyes locked with her crystal baby blues.
"Well...apologise! I won't leave you alone until you do!"
Heero thought to himself that this girl was no pushover. He liked that in a girl. Besides, he didn't want another Relena following him everywhere. He shuddered at the thought of that annoying, crazy, psycho, stalker bitch.
"Alright, I'm sorry." he said in his usual monotone voice.
"Doesn't sound like your sorry." she muttered under her breath.
"I must admit you've got an interesting Gundam."
"You've seen it?!" Katrina responded surprised.
"You haven't seen it?"
"No, I didn't know it was here. And besides, even if I did, I wouldn't have the time."
"Oh." said Heero, "you should see it, there are some...interesting features."
With a skeptical smile, Katrina said, "Thanks. I'll check it out sometime."
"Hn." was the only reply from Heero.
"Hey, what did you say your name was?" Katrina asked.
"I didn't." Heero turned on his heel and walked out of the room.
Stunned Katrina turned back to the rest of the table. Playing with the food on the table, she felt hungry. "Please excuse me, I have some...things I need to attend to."
"Hey Katrina, you haven't even touched anything on your plate!" said Duo. "Aren't you gonna eat?"
"I had something to eat earlier." That comment did not make much sense to Duo, but the others bought it. They weren't home when she was, so they wouldn't have seen her eat. Shrugging it off, Duo continued to argue with Wufei over something or another.
************************************Katrina's Room******************************
Katrina knew she had to get there as soon as possible. She was starving. But she had to find a way to get outside without being noticed by anyone. She grabbed her house keys, her wallet and her black trench coat and quietly made her way down the hall.
She got to the stair well. She could still hear the argument between Duo and another one of Quatre's friends. She silently tipped toed down the stairs, trying not to let anyone know that she was coming downstairs. They might ask her to join to a game of charades or somethin'. She cringed at the thought of that stupid game.
She made it downstairs without them noticing. She then travelled through each room toward the front door. Once she got there, she ever so slightly opened the door and ran outside to the nearest butcher shop.
**********************************4 Hours Later*********************************
Katrina made it home at about 12:00 or 1:00 am. She didn't really care, just as long as she got what she needed. She sat down on her bed and poured a glass of that thick, crimson liquid. She gulped it down as quickly as she could, only to have two more glasses. She sighed at the relief of her starvation and put the rest in the cooler in her closet. She'd hoped she'd get that mini fridge soon; she hated having to put it in a cheap camping cooler. She yawned as she made her way back to her bed. She assumed it was time for her to hit the sack. She got out her red plaid top with matching pants and slipped them on. She turned off the light of the lamp beside her, and fell into the mysterious world of the unconscious.
*************************************The Hall***********************************
Quatre made his way down the hall from his office. He had down a lot of work on OZ and was very tired. He realised that it was late and that he should get some sleep, when he thought that he might check up on Katrina. He didn't know where she went after dinner, so he wondered if she was in her room. He'd heard a lot of stories about her being a night owl, so he wondered if she was there instead at some crazy dance club.
He was approaching her small a-symmetrical door when he heard some sort of tiny screams come from inside. He quietly opened the door to see what it was. It was Katrina. She was having a nightmare. A bad one at that, but the strangest thing was happening while it occurred. The lamp beside her was shaking uncontrollably. It couldn't have been her doing it; it was too much. He just stood there staring at it wonder. All of a sudden her screams began to get louder, she began to breathe deeper and heavier. As this happened, the lamp stared to shake in even more. Quatre's wonder had now become fear. He was about to go and wake her, when the lamp flew at him as Katrina sat up straight in a cold sweat and screamed at the top of her lungs. Quatre screamed at the pain and shock as the hard ceramic lamp came crashing at his head.
All the Gundam pilots came running to Katrina's room from Quatre and Katrina's scream. When they got there, all they saw was Quatre lying on the floor in serious pain and Katrina crying uncontrollably in her bed. She was crying so hard that the pilots didn't even think that she noticed Quatre.
Duo, Trowa and Wufei rushed in to help Quatre. Heero came in as well, but he went straight for Katrina. He shook her. Hard. Running his hands all over her body. Katrina looked at him and screamed.
"Let go of me you bastard!!! Don't fucking touch me!!!" Katrina had started to lash out wildly at Heero. "Get away!!! Please...*sob* please, stop touching me..." Katrina trailed off, sobbing her heart out. She pulled her arms around her legs. It was almost as if she was denying access to Heero.
Then Heero did something that surprised himself, not to mention the other pilots in the room. He comforted the girl, he told her that everything was going to be fine and no one would hurt her.
He had calmed her down and put her back to bed. Then silently he picked up Quatre, who was lying dazed on the floor and walked out of the room, careful not to disturb the sleeping girl.
********************************The Next Day************************************
Katrina was up and about. She was choosing what to wear for the day. She chose her baggy, black cargo pants and her black, backless tank top with the red word "EVIL" embroided on it. She had her hair up in a messy bun and her black boots on. She was all ready once her outfit was on, so she went downstairs for breakfast.
When she got to the kitchen, no one was there. She was quite puzzled by this outcome, but it didn't bother her that much. She made bacon and eggs and got herself some milk. She started to eat, when Quatre came in. "Hey, mornin'!" She said with her mouth full of food.
"Hey, how are you this morning?"
"Fine, how 'bout you?"
"I'm......ok" Quatre hesitated.
"Hey what's wrong? You ok?"
"Katrina...something happened last night, and I'd really like to talk to you about it. I was thinking we could go on a walk. That way we can discuss the issue and I can show you around here a bit. Is that alright with you?" the platinum blonde boy asked.
"Sure! Lemme finish though, k?"
"Alright, I'll meet you at the front door in 15 minutes."
"I'll be there!"
Katrina finished her breakfast and went upstairs to get ready. She packed her things just in time to meet Quatre, when she forgot to feed her two pets; Fluffy and Pookie. To her luck, one of Quatre friends had just walked by.
"Hey, could ya do me a favour?" she asked.
"What do you want, women?!"
"Hey, I'm goin' out for a walk with Quatre and we're leaving right now. Could you fed my two pets? I got the food right here" she said as she handed him a brown paper bag and a small jar filled with leaves. "Hey, what's your name anyway? I assume you know mine.
"Is that any of your business?" Replied the boy.
"Yes, it is since I'm probably gonna end up savin' your ass!" She screamed at what she had already dubbed 'The Chauvinist Pig'.
"Fine then! It's Chang Wufei!"
"Good! Now Wufei, the jar is for Pookie and the bag is for Fluffy. You'll see them to the left of my room. Just be careful, they're not really comfortable around strangers."
Wufei said nothing as each teen went their separate way.
He crawled into her room and looked around for her pets. He couldn't see anything, except for closet, two bookshelves, her T.V. and two cages. 'Could her pets be in those cages?' he thought. He went to each one and saw nothing, but grass, leaves, sticks and a water dish in each of them. He shrugged and decided to look at what kind of food she got. He looked in the jar and couldn't find anything but more sticks, leaves and grass. Then he looked in the paper bag, but once he opened it his eyes grew wide. "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" was the only thing that came out.
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"What was that?" Quatre asked as he was putting on his coat.
"Wufei must have met my pets or somethin', now come on let's go!" she said as she ran out the door.
*************************************Outside************************************
"So what did ya want to talk to about?" Katrina asked.
"Well...it's hard to explain. It's about last night." Quatre told her nervously
"Oh, right, I...should've known. I'm sorry I didn't help you" Katrina said as a tears started to form in her eyes. "I... must have knocked." she lied.
"I didn't see you knock it." Quatre replied
"You must not have seen it." Katrina raised her voice.
Quatre knew that she was lying about something. A secret, which she was trying desperately to hide.
"Katrina, is there something that you want to tell me. I can tell you're hiding something. Please tell me, and whatever it is, we'll work it out."
"I'm not hiding anything, now I should get going. I'm going out tonight and I'd like to get ready." Katrina said nervously as she ran back to Quatre's mansion.
"Yes, you are." Quatre whispered to himself.
***********************************Quatre's Mansion*****************************
Katrina ran upstairs to get ready. She turned the corner to the hall of her room, when she rammed into someone else. She stumbled backward and looked up to see another one Quatre's friends. He had the weirdest looking hairdo; his bangs almost covered his entire face.
"Oops, sorry, didn't see ya there!" she said as she was catching her breath. "Hey, I don't think we've met, I'm Katrina. What's your name?
"I have no name. If you must call me anything, call me Trowa... Trowa Barton."
"Oh... sure... well I gotta go, see ya later Trowa!" she yelled as she dashed off trying to make sense of what the strange teen had told her. 'I have no name. How can anyone not have a name?'. With a shrug on her shoulders, Katrina went into her room. Crawling through her door, she saw a small shaking mass near the cages. 'Wha?' she thought as she stepped forward. 'Oh my God! Wufei!(A/N: hee hee hee) What hap-p-pend?" He didn't answer, so she just picked him up and deposited him outside her room.
Turning back, she went in her closet. 'Hmm... what to wear...what to wear?' One by one she held up a different outfit. 'Too slutty... too country... too bright... too sweet... too cover-girl... too girly.' Finally she found it. A black mini skirt, a red, silk blouse over a short, black halter-top and a matching leather jacket. Black knee-high boots, silver, hoop earrings and a necklace completed her ensemble. After putting on her make-up and fixing her, Katrina walked out of her room and straight into...
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A/N: Dun dun duuuuun! Ooh a cliffie!!! Shall I be cruel and leave it? Hmm... I think I shall!
NOT!
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After putting on her make-up and fixing her hair, Katrina walked out of her room and straight into Quatre. "Ugh!" groaned Katrina
"Oh... Katrina?" asked Quatre as he took in what Katrina was wearing. She looked like she was going out to a... club.
"Gahhh... this must be my day for bumpin' into people! And please don't tell me you have more to say! I really got to go!"
"Are you going to club?" Quatre asked nervously.
"Yes I'm goin' to a club. Now I gotta hurry! I wanna get there early!" she said as she tried to make her way around Quatre.
"But when will you be back?"
"I don't know!" she said quickly.
"Well, which "club" are you going too?"
"*sigh* The Funky Planet." (A/N: Don't make fun, it's a real place here!)
"Well, could you give me a call when you get there and call me when you get back. And how are you getting home?"
Katrina was really annoyed with all these questions he was asking her. She never really had anyone who was so curious to where she was going so she didn't really take it very well.
"Ok, look. I don't know when I'll be back and I'll be fine! Just get out of way and let me go!"
Quatre was stunned at her reaction. He just silently backed away and let her pass.
"Thank you!" she said in a relieved tone of voice and walked downstairs.
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'God Damnit! Why the hell do people always do that to me? It's not as if I can't take care of myself! Fuck! What am I? A two-year-old? Katrina walked down the stone path of the Winner estate to the taxi that was waiting for her at the curb. Sighing, she stepped into the bright yellow car and told the driver, "Take me to the Funky Planet."
It was a long silent twenty minutes to the hottest club in town. She paid the cab driver and went straight to the bouncer. All she said was, "Katrina Bathory." The bouncer, a large muscular man of African descent, simply smiled and stepped aside.
Once Katrina got in to the club, she decided it would be best to have a look around so she knew where everything was. She checked out the bathroom, the bar, the DJ and everything else. Once she knew where everything was, she headed to the dance floor and danced the night away.
Katrina was lucky that she was a very good dancer; she could dance to any beat. A fast and popular song started to play and a lot of people got up on the floor. Katrina went to the centre of the floor and started to dance with a group of guys. The music was pounding against the walls; you could barely hear anything. That's when a sharp pain came to Katrina's head...
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A/N: Ok that's it! This chapter's long enough! You'll just have to wait for the next one! Oh, and sorry it took so long to update. I got exams comin' up and I'm studyin' my ass off. Once the summer comes, the fic'll be updated a lot more. Sorry again for the wait!
The Sixth Pilot: Chapter 2
"Huh?" Duo replied as he snapped back into reality.
"Are you going to join us?" Katrina asked again in a more irritated tone.
"Uhh...ya! Sure am! Oh and by the way, my name's Duo, I may run and hide, but I never tell a lie. That's me in a nutshell."
"Riiiiight. Well, I'm Katrina. My motto is life's a bitch, so screw it for what it's worth."
"You're the negative type, aren't ya?"
"Yah, well, I've had some tough times in my life."
"Hey you two, aren't you coming?" Quatre shouted at them from the table.
"Yah, we're comin'. Just be patient." Duo yelled back.
**********************************At the table**********************************
"So Katrina, what sort of things do you like?" Quatre asked.
"Um...well, I like art, so I do some painting. I also do some drawing as well."
"Wow! So do I! If you want I'll show you some of my work. If I may, could I see yours?"
"Sure. I'd love to see your work. Oh, and you can see my work anytime, but I'm not very good though."
"Don't be so modest, I'm sure you're a great artist."
"What else are ya interested in?" asked Duo in his usual happy-go-lucky tone.
"Well, I play the guitar and drums. That I know I'm good at."
Katrina seemed to be more open with Duo. Maybe it was his friendliness; but then again Quatre had been friendly to her too. She was wondering why she felt so comfortable with him. The only person she felt this way around was her mother.
"Cool. Q-man plays a musical instrument too, but then again, it's the violin." Duo said in a disappointed voice.
"Hey, what's wrong with the violin? Besides, you also forgot that Trowa plays an instrument too. He plays the flute." he remarked to Katrina as if she actually cared.
"There's nothing wrong with the violin, it's just that...well...it's not as cool as what she plays.
As Quatre and Duo were arguing about why it's so bad to have a violin, Katrina got a small tap on her shoulder. She looked over to find another one of Quatre's friends staring at her. It was the one who knocked down the door when she was in the bathroom.
"Are ya going to apologise for kickin' down the door? It was very rude of you to invade my privacy!" Katrina asked him in a bit of a harsh tone.
Heero just stared back at her. His empty Prussian eyes locked with her crystal baby blues.
"Well...apologise! I won't leave you alone until you do!"
Heero thought to himself that this girl was no pushover. He liked that in a girl. Besides, he didn't want another Relena following him everywhere. He shuddered at the thought of that annoying, crazy, psycho, stalker bitch.
"Alright, I'm sorry." he said in his usual monotone voice.
"Doesn't sound like your sorry." she muttered under her breath.
"I must admit you've got an interesting Gundam."
"You've seen it?!" Katrina responded surprised.
"You haven't seen it?"
"No, I didn't know it was here. And besides, even if I did, I wouldn't have the time."
"Oh." said Heero, "you should see it, there are some...interesting features."
With a skeptical smile, Katrina said, "Thanks. I'll check it out sometime."
"Hn." was the only reply from Heero.
"Hey, what did you say your name was?" Katrina asked.
"I didn't." Heero turned on his heel and walked out of the room.
Stunned Katrina turned back to the rest of the table. Playing with the food on the table, she felt hungry. "Please excuse me, I have some...things I need to attend to."
"Hey Katrina, you haven't even touched anything on your plate!" said Duo. "Aren't you gonna eat?"
"I had something to eat earlier." That comment did not make much sense to Duo, but the others bought it. They weren't home when she was, so they wouldn't have seen her eat. Shrugging it off, Duo continued to argue with Wufei over something or another.
************************************Katrina's Room******************************
Katrina knew she had to get there as soon as possible. She was starving. But she had to find a way to get outside without being noticed by anyone. She grabbed her house keys, her wallet and her black trench coat and quietly made her way down the hall.
She got to the stair well. She could still hear the argument between Duo and another one of Quatre's friends. She silently tipped toed down the stairs, trying not to let anyone know that she was coming downstairs. They might ask her to join to a game of charades or somethin'. She cringed at the thought of that stupid game.
She made it downstairs without them noticing. She then travelled through each room toward the front door. Once she got there, she ever so slightly opened the door and ran outside to the nearest butcher shop.
**********************************4 Hours Later*********************************
Katrina made it home at about 12:00 or 1:00 am. She didn't really care, just as long as she got what she needed. She sat down on her bed and poured a glass of that thick, crimson liquid. She gulped it down as quickly as she could, only to have two more glasses. She sighed at the relief of her starvation and put the rest in the cooler in her closet. She'd hoped she'd get that mini fridge soon; she hated having to put it in a cheap camping cooler. She yawned as she made her way back to her bed. She assumed it was time for her to hit the sack. She got out her red plaid top with matching pants and slipped them on. She turned off the light of the lamp beside her, and fell into the mysterious world of the unconscious.
*************************************The Hall***********************************
Quatre made his way down the hall from his office. He had down a lot of work on OZ and was very tired. He realised that it was late and that he should get some sleep, when he thought that he might check up on Katrina. He didn't know where she went after dinner, so he wondered if she was in her room. He'd heard a lot of stories about her being a night owl, so he wondered if she was there instead at some crazy dance club.
He was approaching her small a-symmetrical door when he heard some sort of tiny screams come from inside. He quietly opened the door to see what it was. It was Katrina. She was having a nightmare. A bad one at that, but the strangest thing was happening while it occurred. The lamp beside her was shaking uncontrollably. It couldn't have been her doing it; it was too much. He just stood there staring at it wonder. All of a sudden her screams began to get louder, she began to breathe deeper and heavier. As this happened, the lamp stared to shake in even more. Quatre's wonder had now become fear. He was about to go and wake her, when the lamp flew at him as Katrina sat up straight in a cold sweat and screamed at the top of her lungs. Quatre screamed at the pain and shock as the hard ceramic lamp came crashing at his head.
All the Gundam pilots came running to Katrina's room from Quatre and Katrina's scream. When they got there, all they saw was Quatre lying on the floor in serious pain and Katrina crying uncontrollably in her bed. She was crying so hard that the pilots didn't even think that she noticed Quatre.
Duo, Trowa and Wufei rushed in to help Quatre. Heero came in as well, but he went straight for Katrina. He shook her. Hard. Running his hands all over her body. Katrina looked at him and screamed.
"Let go of me you bastard!!! Don't fucking touch me!!!" Katrina had started to lash out wildly at Heero. "Get away!!! Please...*sob* please, stop touching me..." Katrina trailed off, sobbing her heart out. She pulled her arms around her legs. It was almost as if she was denying access to Heero.
Then Heero did something that surprised himself, not to mention the other pilots in the room. He comforted the girl, he told her that everything was going to be fine and no one would hurt her.
He had calmed her down and put her back to bed. Then silently he picked up Quatre, who was lying dazed on the floor and walked out of the room, careful not to disturb the sleeping girl.
********************************The Next Day************************************
Katrina was up and about. She was choosing what to wear for the day. She chose her baggy, black cargo pants and her black, backless tank top with the red word "EVIL" embroided on it. She had her hair up in a messy bun and her black boots on. She was all ready once her outfit was on, so she went downstairs for breakfast.
When she got to the kitchen, no one was there. She was quite puzzled by this outcome, but it didn't bother her that much. She made bacon and eggs and got herself some milk. She started to eat, when Quatre came in. "Hey, mornin'!" She said with her mouth full of food.
"Hey, how are you this morning?"
"Fine, how 'bout you?"
"I'm......ok" Quatre hesitated.
"Hey what's wrong? You ok?"
"Katrina...something happened last night, and I'd really like to talk to you about it. I was thinking we could go on a walk. That way we can discuss the issue and I can show you around here a bit. Is that alright with you?" the platinum blonde boy asked.
"Sure! Lemme finish though, k?"
"Alright, I'll meet you at the front door in 15 minutes."
"I'll be there!"
Katrina finished her breakfast and went upstairs to get ready. She packed her things just in time to meet Quatre, when she forgot to feed her two pets; Fluffy and Pookie. To her luck, one of Quatre friends had just walked by.
"Hey, could ya do me a favour?" she asked.
"What do you want, women?!"
"Hey, I'm goin' out for a walk with Quatre and we're leaving right now. Could you fed my two pets? I got the food right here" she said as she handed him a brown paper bag and a small jar filled with leaves. "Hey, what's your name anyway? I assume you know mine.
"Is that any of your business?" Replied the boy.
"Yes, it is since I'm probably gonna end up savin' your ass!" She screamed at what she had already dubbed 'The Chauvinist Pig'.
"Fine then! It's Chang Wufei!"
"Good! Now Wufei, the jar is for Pookie and the bag is for Fluffy. You'll see them to the left of my room. Just be careful, they're not really comfortable around strangers."
Wufei said nothing as each teen went their separate way.
He crawled into her room and looked around for her pets. He couldn't see anything, except for closet, two bookshelves, her T.V. and two cages. 'Could her pets be in those cages?' he thought. He went to each one and saw nothing, but grass, leaves, sticks and a water dish in each of them. He shrugged and decided to look at what kind of food she got. He looked in the jar and couldn't find anything but more sticks, leaves and grass. Then he looked in the paper bag, but once he opened it his eyes grew wide. "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" was the only thing that came out.
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"What was that?" Quatre asked as he was putting on his coat.
"Wufei must have met my pets or somethin', now come on let's go!" she said as she ran out the door.
*************************************Outside************************************
"So what did ya want to talk to about?" Katrina asked.
"Well...it's hard to explain. It's about last night." Quatre told her nervously
"Oh, right, I...should've known. I'm sorry I didn't help you" Katrina said as a tears started to form in her eyes. "I... must have knocked." she lied.
"I didn't see you knock it." Quatre replied
"You must not have seen it." Katrina raised her voice.
Quatre knew that she was lying about something. A secret, which she was trying desperately to hide.
"Katrina, is there something that you want to tell me. I can tell you're hiding something. Please tell me, and whatever it is, we'll work it out."
"I'm not hiding anything, now I should get going. I'm going out tonight and I'd like to get ready." Katrina said nervously as she ran back to Quatre's mansion.
"Yes, you are." Quatre whispered to himself.
***********************************Quatre's Mansion*****************************
Katrina ran upstairs to get ready. She turned the corner to the hall of her room, when she rammed into someone else. She stumbled backward and looked up to see another one Quatre's friends. He had the weirdest looking hairdo; his bangs almost covered his entire face.
"Oops, sorry, didn't see ya there!" she said as she was catching her breath. "Hey, I don't think we've met, I'm Katrina. What's your name?
"I have no name. If you must call me anything, call me Trowa... Trowa Barton."
"Oh... sure... well I gotta go, see ya later Trowa!" she yelled as she dashed off trying to make sense of what the strange teen had told her. 'I have no name. How can anyone not have a name?'. With a shrug on her shoulders, Katrina went into her room. Crawling through her door, she saw a small shaking mass near the cages. 'Wha?' she thought as she stepped forward. 'Oh my God! Wufei!(A/N: hee hee hee) What hap-p-pend?" He didn't answer, so she just picked him up and deposited him outside her room.
Turning back, she went in her closet. 'Hmm... what to wear...what to wear?' One by one she held up a different outfit. 'Too slutty... too country... too bright... too sweet... too cover-girl... too girly.' Finally she found it. A black mini skirt, a red, silk blouse over a short, black halter-top and a matching leather jacket. Black knee-high boots, silver, hoop earrings and a necklace completed her ensemble. After putting on her make-up and fixing her, Katrina walked out of her room and straight into...
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A/N: Dun dun duuuuun! Ooh a cliffie!!! Shall I be cruel and leave it? Hmm... I think I shall!
NOT!
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After putting on her make-up and fixing her hair, Katrina walked out of her room and straight into Quatre. "Ugh!" groaned Katrina
"Oh... Katrina?" asked Quatre as he took in what Katrina was wearing. She looked like she was going out to a... club.
"Gahhh... this must be my day for bumpin' into people! And please don't tell me you have more to say! I really got to go!"
"Are you going to club?" Quatre asked nervously.
"Yes I'm goin' to a club. Now I gotta hurry! I wanna get there early!" she said as she tried to make her way around Quatre.
"But when will you be back?"
"I don't know!" she said quickly.
"Well, which "club" are you going too?"
"*sigh* The Funky Planet." (A/N: Don't make fun, it's a real place here!)
"Well, could you give me a call when you get there and call me when you get back. And how are you getting home?"
Katrina was really annoyed with all these questions he was asking her. She never really had anyone who was so curious to where she was going so she didn't really take it very well.
"Ok, look. I don't know when I'll be back and I'll be fine! Just get out of way and let me go!"
Quatre was stunned at her reaction. He just silently backed away and let her pass.
"Thank you!" she said in a relieved tone of voice and walked downstairs.
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'God Damnit! Why the hell do people always do that to me? It's not as if I can't take care of myself! Fuck! What am I? A two-year-old? Katrina walked down the stone path of the Winner estate to the taxi that was waiting for her at the curb. Sighing, she stepped into the bright yellow car and told the driver, "Take me to the Funky Planet."
It was a long silent twenty minutes to the hottest club in town. She paid the cab driver and went straight to the bouncer. All she said was, "Katrina Bathory." The bouncer, a large muscular man of African descent, simply smiled and stepped aside.
Once Katrina got in to the club, she decided it would be best to have a look around so she knew where everything was. She checked out the bathroom, the bar, the DJ and everything else. Once she knew where everything was, she headed to the dance floor and danced the night away.
Katrina was lucky that she was a very good dancer; she could dance to any beat. A fast and popular song started to play and a lot of people got up on the floor. Katrina went to the centre of the floor and started to dance with a group of guys. The music was pounding against the walls; you could barely hear anything. That's when a sharp pain came to Katrina's head...
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A/N: Ok that's it! This chapter's long enough! You'll just have to wait for the next one! Oh, and sorry it took so long to update. I got exams comin' up and I'm studyin' my ass off. Once the summer comes, the fic'll be updated a lot more. Sorry again for the wait!