A/N:Ok I'ma gonna make dis short! I'm making this Gundam Wing fic because I've realised that I haven't made one and I've seen the
whole series like at least 10 times. Plus My buddy Leala likes Gundam Wing and she like my Gundam Wings Fics.lol anyway here's mine.
Oh and a little hint here, The main character's name is supose to sound like " Keen seh" Not "Keen si!" It's originating from the spanish
number " 15...which is quince" hehehe there's your lesson in spanish!
Taking it Another Round
Chapter 1
Keense Yukiko
¤I'm running. Toward her I'm always running and yet even though I make it there on time I can never save her. Never. She's always so close and yet I
can't help her. " HANG ON! I'M ALMOST THERE!!!" I yelled, trying to grab her hand before it was to late. I can see her sliping away. I can't reach her
because she's already dead. I can't reach the dead. " NO! AMINA! COME BACK!!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. My whole body burned as I yelled out
her name. It was my fault. If I had been there in time she wouldn't have died...Amina.I will avenge you. These flashbacks are killing me. But keeping
a journal always helps me feel a huge quantity of relief because I could always let everything out to my furthest extent. But since your new, let me
tell you about myself. Am I normal? Sure. Depends of what your definition of normal is. I work for an assination organization. One that doesn't take
shit from lazy troops. You either do the mission or you go back to your room feeling shameful and go through more training.
But I'm not going to be weak. Just because I happen to be one of the few women on this assination colony? Well actually I had a hard time getting in.
It wasn't that easy. But the death of my friend kept me going. I swore that I'd kill the gundam pilot that killed her. No mercy shall be shown. Oh I
almost forgot. The name of the organization? Instigate Commanders Of the Night. In short we just call it I.C.O.N I know what your thinking. It's not a
fancy name but it's the people who work behind the name that matters. Our organization is the most feared one out in space. And like I've said before.
I joined it for one soul purpose. The year is 197 AC. I'm currently 17 years of age and in the learning of combat stratigics. I'm a 3rd year
assassination commander. So far I haven't had any missions. There's a specific one I'm urging to get my hands on. I know that our commanding officers
will hand out the mission soon. No doubt in my mind.
The gundam pilots have been wanted for a very long time. Now that the war is over they must be spread out through the Earth. I'm only looking for one
specific pilot though. The one that killed her. Gundam pilot 02. I haven't killed anyone yet, but I plan to make gundam pilot 02 the first. Because of
that bastard, I'm living in nightmare's every gawd damn night. Dreaming about Amina and how I can't save her. But her death won't go unavenged. Hm,
well I feel much better writing all this down. It's time for me to go now though. Our commanding officers don't like to wait long for us. You have to
be on time or be a few minutes early. It seems they have a mission for me. This may be the first mission I might accept, but not the first I haven't
declined¤
I turned the pen over and placed the cap back on. I then placed it back in it's pencil case just at the front of my desk. I looked over my journal and
smiled. I knew that one day I would end up finishing it. But I didn't know when. Just like a mission, you don't know how it's going to end. But you
know you gotta finish it. I closed the book and buttoned up the side and placed it in my desk drawer. I didn't want my room mate to know where I had it.
And yes, my room mate was a guy. But not your average guy. He wasn't a pervert like some guys I knew. This guy respected me. Maybe because I shoved a
gun at his throat one time for trying to steal my access card because his got suspended. Or it could be he's a gentleman. Either way, the final point
is he wasn't like other guys.
His name was Micheal. But we all called him Mikey for short. He was sleeping soundly in his bed. So was half the colony. It was 5:30 in the morning and
training didn't start until 6. But I was summoned to the commanding officers office. The big cheese, or the big kahuna. Whatever you'd like to call it.
It was all the same to me. Anyways I started changing in my everyday uniform. For me a short blue skirt and a blue sophisticated jacket. Underneath, a
white blouse was manditory. I placed my name tag on, even though I didn't need it. Changing in the room with a guy around was nothing out of the
abnormal. Sometimes during training, women would be forced to shower with men in one room. The commanding officers say that kind of thing is a sort of
training for both men and women. It strengthens our will to overcome,Certain Things. Women even have their own Certain Training called "Rape Training"
sounds dumb I bet. But you wouldn't believe how important it actually is.
The training teaches women how to seduce and destroy. Also teaches a woman what to do if she's in a raping crisis. I've never really been in that kind
of training. I've never really felt comfortable with it. Some women can't bare it. I don't blame them. I finished putting on my classic blue high heel
shoes. I then grabbed my access card and placed it safely in my pocket. The access card allows me to go into certain rooms whether I'm able to go or
not depending on my ranking. So far I'm able to enter three quarter's of the rooms on this colony. And half of them are training rooms. I walked out
from the room and closed it gently. The hallway lights were always on no matter what. It was a good thing though. I then started making my way down the
hall over to the elevator where I'd have to push in my access card to see the commanding officers in person. Only certain personal were allowed to see
them in person.
The reason why I get this special treatment is because I happen to be a top notch straight shooter. Impressed? Don't be. My room mate's girlfriend
can tie the stem of a cheery with her tounge. I'd trade my shooting talent for that any day. Soon I entered the elevator. Instead of pushing a button
to get to a certain floor, I pushed in my card into a slot. There, a computer read it whether giving me access or not. I then took it out and placed it
back into my pocket. The elevator soon started going all the way to the highest floor. It took about a minute or so just to get to the top. You kinda
wished it would go faster but when you finally got there, you wish it went slower. People always feel nervous when they meet the commanding officers
for the first time. I was. But now I've been seeing them so frequently, that I don't even flinch when they yell at me.
Finally the elevator doors opened showing me the path to a mission that I just might accept. The hallway was much different than the ones of the main
floor of the colony. This hallway was smaller and the sides were window so space could be seen from the sides instead of plain old walls. When you
walked through it felt as if you were walking through space with no suit. It was a great feeling. It gave you a ' Oh my god I'm so lucky' kinda
feeling. Hm...lucky my ass. I finally reached the other end of the hallway and progressed to place my hand on the door knob infront of me. I then
turned it and opened the door slowly. I then walked in and closed the door gently behind me. I walked in then stood infront of a dark desk. On my sides
were two others just like it. The whole room looked as if it floated into outer space. There were no walls, only windows. The floor was the only thing
made of steel.
I stood there awaiting to be adressed. " Commander?" said a deep dark voice from the desk. A fairly old man sat there in a black suit. I then bowed
at him respectfully,' Sir. Commander 6226 here and ready to receive information about my mission ' Suddenly the man on my left side gave a small chuckle
as he sat there lazily. He seemed a bit younger. Probably the more younger out of the two. " You mean if you choose to accept the mission" he said
smartly. Oh how I wanted to so badly hit the guy upside the head. Then maybe he wouldn't be making cocky remarks. I stayed standing proud and still.
Just like a lady. The man on my right then spoke, ' I'm sure she'll accept this mission. It has to do with the gundam pilots. All 5 of them ' My eyes
lit up when I heard this. If this mission had to do with the gundam pilots, then I was definetely up for it. No word of a lie. " Sir, I accept this
mission. Tell me what my duty is " I said anxiously. I wanted to get the folder, stating that I had permission to do this mission. Without that folder
I couldn't do it.
" Yes. Your mission is simple. Find at least one gundam pilot and bring him back here. It doesn't matter which one aslong as he was one of the former
5 pilots. Now, will you accept this- " " Yes sir, I accept this mission with no hesitation. I give you my word that I'll do more than complete this
mission " I said excitedly. The commanding officer at my front smiled. He then took out a pen from his coat and began scribbling down on a permission
sheet. This is what I've been waiting for. 3 long years and I finally get the chance to bring the bastard down who killed my best friend. Suddenly a
question came into my mind. " Sir, how will I know what the gundam pilots look like. I've never seen any of them " I said almost nervously. I
couldn't let them know that I was extatic about this mission. If they knew, then they'd hand it to someone else. The commanding officer on my left then
spoke once again, ' If you haven't met any of them. You won't have to worry. But keeping close watch on specific people, you'll know who's been trained
to use a mobile suit and who hasn't. You'll be entered in a school in America. There you'll be a transfer student from Japan. Your code name...you can
choose if you'd like. State it now though '
It didn't take me long before I thought of a name, ' Code name: Amina Hino ' The three commanding officers nodded and agreed to it " Come
forth and take this folder. By tomorrow, you'll be sent down to Earth to the americas. By then, we would have registered you into a school, found you
an appartment and given you a job. I trust until then you'll train hard " he said assuringly. I walked forward and held the folder in my hand. I
bowed one last time, ' I thank you sir. You won't regret this' I then started making my way back to the elevator door trying to hold in my excitment.
When I passed through the hall and got into the elevator, I sighed with relief as I looked at the folder I held in my hand. " Finally. This is what
I've been waiting for for 3 years. And I've finally got it " I said to myself with determination. I then started thinking that this mission was going
to be harder than I thought. I didn't know what any of the gundam pilots looked like and I had to bring one back to the colony for questioning I guessed
that much. In the folder it would give me more information about how much time I had to find and capture this bastard.
The elevator doors opened and I commenced walking out. I held the folder under my arm protectively. Not suspiciously, cause then my fellow assassins
would ask and beg to know what my mission was. That was the last thing I needed. Besides it was 15 to 6. Students were probabaly in the cafeteria
already eating and getting ready for their training sessions. That reminded me, today was my third day of combat training. You'd think someone like me
would be excited to learn combat training. That way I could kick some gundam pilot ass when I had the chance. But actually it was hard to enjoy the
training when your trainer was one of the students on the colony. He was about my age. Maybe a few months older. Every girl on the colony was after
this guy. So why is it that I hate training with him so much? Easy. He's horny and he's a guy. Try practising a few punches on a punching bag when
your ass is being grabbed by some pervert.
Ya well I'll teach him a thing or two after I finish my combat training. Maybe I'll get better than him and kick his ass instead. Finally I came to my
room. I opened the door before knocking * Stupid me * To my surprise, I closed it just as fast. I then leaned up against the door in the hallway. I
closed my eyes in embarassment wondering if he would ever let me in. " Alright, it's safe to come in now " he said finally. A smile stretched on my
face as I turned around. I then placed my hand on the door knob once again and opened the door. I walked in then closed it tightly behind me. I looked
over to him and shook my head, ' I'm sorry. I shoulda knocked ' Mikey shook his head aswell, ' Nah it's fine. Don't worry, it happens all the time'
I looked at him curiously. This happened all the time. Heh, I wasn't even gonna ask. I walked over to my desk and placed my folder down. I then started
to unbutton my coat only leaving my blouse and skirt on. " So how'd the meeting go?" he said only standing there in a pair of sweat pants. I sighed
then smiled, ' I got my first mission ' Mikey rolled his eyes and smiled, ' It's about fucking time. You always declined the other missions you were
given. Woman if I were you I woulda accepted them'
I then walked over to my drawers and pulled out a tank top and a pair of sweatpants aswell. I walked over to the bed and dropped them down messily.
Mikey walked over to my desk and took the folder in his hands. He then opened it and began to read the mission statement. After he did he hm'ed
impressivly and placed it back down, ' So you have to drag back a former gundam pilot? ' I took my blouse off and placed my tank top over,' Ya. I
kinda wish I was ordered to assassinate the bastard instead' Mikey scratched the back of his head,' I don't know what you have against those guys.
they were cool, I mean they did alot for the colonies and yet we gave em shit for it ' I threw my skirt down on the floor and placed my sweatpants on
angrily, ' Trust me. If I were the leader of one colony, I'd make sure I'd get the rest of the colonies to hate and banish the gundam pilots forever.
Make them die a horrible and painful death '
" Yuki,I dunno-" " How many times have I told you NOT to call me that?" I said angrily as I placed my wrist bands around my wrists. Mikey sighed,' Ok
Yukiko! There is that better? ' I looked at him with a serious look. The one where he knew that I wasn't amused with his dumb jokes. I then walked over
to the door and began to open it when Mikey called my last name the wrong way again, ' Ah common Yuki!' I then slammed the door hard as I left the room.
I proceded to walk down the hall to the lower level where my training awaited me. As I went down anxious to get it done, I was unaware of what I was
about to go through in my mission. Unaware that it wasn't going to be as easy as it looked. Unaware that I was going to make a friend.
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A/N: So what do you think about the first chapter? Good? Bad? Maybe in between? Well I gaurantee it'll get better in later chapters! So just keep
patient! Besides its gonna take me awhile to finish the whole story. Its hard writing 2 stories at the same time...phew!
whole series like at least 10 times. Plus My buddy Leala likes Gundam Wing and she like my Gundam Wings Fics.lol anyway here's mine.
Oh and a little hint here, The main character's name is supose to sound like " Keen seh" Not "Keen si!" It's originating from the spanish
number " 15...which is quince" hehehe there's your lesson in spanish!
Taking it Another Round
Chapter 1
Keense Yukiko
¤I'm running. Toward her I'm always running and yet even though I make it there on time I can never save her. Never. She's always so close and yet I
can't help her. " HANG ON! I'M ALMOST THERE!!!" I yelled, trying to grab her hand before it was to late. I can see her sliping away. I can't reach her
because she's already dead. I can't reach the dead. " NO! AMINA! COME BACK!!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. My whole body burned as I yelled out
her name. It was my fault. If I had been there in time she wouldn't have died...Amina.I will avenge you. These flashbacks are killing me. But keeping
a journal always helps me feel a huge quantity of relief because I could always let everything out to my furthest extent. But since your new, let me
tell you about myself. Am I normal? Sure. Depends of what your definition of normal is. I work for an assination organization. One that doesn't take
shit from lazy troops. You either do the mission or you go back to your room feeling shameful and go through more training.
But I'm not going to be weak. Just because I happen to be one of the few women on this assination colony? Well actually I had a hard time getting in.
It wasn't that easy. But the death of my friend kept me going. I swore that I'd kill the gundam pilot that killed her. No mercy shall be shown. Oh I
almost forgot. The name of the organization? Instigate Commanders Of the Night. In short we just call it I.C.O.N I know what your thinking. It's not a
fancy name but it's the people who work behind the name that matters. Our organization is the most feared one out in space. And like I've said before.
I joined it for one soul purpose. The year is 197 AC. I'm currently 17 years of age and in the learning of combat stratigics. I'm a 3rd year
assassination commander. So far I haven't had any missions. There's a specific one I'm urging to get my hands on. I know that our commanding officers
will hand out the mission soon. No doubt in my mind.
The gundam pilots have been wanted for a very long time. Now that the war is over they must be spread out through the Earth. I'm only looking for one
specific pilot though. The one that killed her. Gundam pilot 02. I haven't killed anyone yet, but I plan to make gundam pilot 02 the first. Because of
that bastard, I'm living in nightmare's every gawd damn night. Dreaming about Amina and how I can't save her. But her death won't go unavenged. Hm,
well I feel much better writing all this down. It's time for me to go now though. Our commanding officers don't like to wait long for us. You have to
be on time or be a few minutes early. It seems they have a mission for me. This may be the first mission I might accept, but not the first I haven't
declined¤
I turned the pen over and placed the cap back on. I then placed it back in it's pencil case just at the front of my desk. I looked over my journal and
smiled. I knew that one day I would end up finishing it. But I didn't know when. Just like a mission, you don't know how it's going to end. But you
know you gotta finish it. I closed the book and buttoned up the side and placed it in my desk drawer. I didn't want my room mate to know where I had it.
And yes, my room mate was a guy. But not your average guy. He wasn't a pervert like some guys I knew. This guy respected me. Maybe because I shoved a
gun at his throat one time for trying to steal my access card because his got suspended. Or it could be he's a gentleman. Either way, the final point
is he wasn't like other guys.
His name was Micheal. But we all called him Mikey for short. He was sleeping soundly in his bed. So was half the colony. It was 5:30 in the morning and
training didn't start until 6. But I was summoned to the commanding officers office. The big cheese, or the big kahuna. Whatever you'd like to call it.
It was all the same to me. Anyways I started changing in my everyday uniform. For me a short blue skirt and a blue sophisticated jacket. Underneath, a
white blouse was manditory. I placed my name tag on, even though I didn't need it. Changing in the room with a guy around was nothing out of the
abnormal. Sometimes during training, women would be forced to shower with men in one room. The commanding officers say that kind of thing is a sort of
training for both men and women. It strengthens our will to overcome,Certain Things. Women even have their own Certain Training called "Rape Training"
sounds dumb I bet. But you wouldn't believe how important it actually is.
The training teaches women how to seduce and destroy. Also teaches a woman what to do if she's in a raping crisis. I've never really been in that kind
of training. I've never really felt comfortable with it. Some women can't bare it. I don't blame them. I finished putting on my classic blue high heel
shoes. I then grabbed my access card and placed it safely in my pocket. The access card allows me to go into certain rooms whether I'm able to go or
not depending on my ranking. So far I'm able to enter three quarter's of the rooms on this colony. And half of them are training rooms. I walked out
from the room and closed it gently. The hallway lights were always on no matter what. It was a good thing though. I then started making my way down the
hall over to the elevator where I'd have to push in my access card to see the commanding officers in person. Only certain personal were allowed to see
them in person.
The reason why I get this special treatment is because I happen to be a top notch straight shooter. Impressed? Don't be. My room mate's girlfriend
can tie the stem of a cheery with her tounge. I'd trade my shooting talent for that any day. Soon I entered the elevator. Instead of pushing a button
to get to a certain floor, I pushed in my card into a slot. There, a computer read it whether giving me access or not. I then took it out and placed it
back into my pocket. The elevator soon started going all the way to the highest floor. It took about a minute or so just to get to the top. You kinda
wished it would go faster but when you finally got there, you wish it went slower. People always feel nervous when they meet the commanding officers
for the first time. I was. But now I've been seeing them so frequently, that I don't even flinch when they yell at me.
Finally the elevator doors opened showing me the path to a mission that I just might accept. The hallway was much different than the ones of the main
floor of the colony. This hallway was smaller and the sides were window so space could be seen from the sides instead of plain old walls. When you
walked through it felt as if you were walking through space with no suit. It was a great feeling. It gave you a ' Oh my god I'm so lucky' kinda
feeling. Hm...lucky my ass. I finally reached the other end of the hallway and progressed to place my hand on the door knob infront of me. I then
turned it and opened the door slowly. I then walked in and closed the door gently behind me. I walked in then stood infront of a dark desk. On my sides
were two others just like it. The whole room looked as if it floated into outer space. There were no walls, only windows. The floor was the only thing
made of steel.
I stood there awaiting to be adressed. " Commander?" said a deep dark voice from the desk. A fairly old man sat there in a black suit. I then bowed
at him respectfully,' Sir. Commander 6226 here and ready to receive information about my mission ' Suddenly the man on my left side gave a small chuckle
as he sat there lazily. He seemed a bit younger. Probably the more younger out of the two. " You mean if you choose to accept the mission" he said
smartly. Oh how I wanted to so badly hit the guy upside the head. Then maybe he wouldn't be making cocky remarks. I stayed standing proud and still.
Just like a lady. The man on my right then spoke, ' I'm sure she'll accept this mission. It has to do with the gundam pilots. All 5 of them ' My eyes
lit up when I heard this. If this mission had to do with the gundam pilots, then I was definetely up for it. No word of a lie. " Sir, I accept this
mission. Tell me what my duty is " I said anxiously. I wanted to get the folder, stating that I had permission to do this mission. Without that folder
I couldn't do it.
" Yes. Your mission is simple. Find at least one gundam pilot and bring him back here. It doesn't matter which one aslong as he was one of the former
5 pilots. Now, will you accept this- " " Yes sir, I accept this mission with no hesitation. I give you my word that I'll do more than complete this
mission " I said excitedly. The commanding officer at my front smiled. He then took out a pen from his coat and began scribbling down on a permission
sheet. This is what I've been waiting for. 3 long years and I finally get the chance to bring the bastard down who killed my best friend. Suddenly a
question came into my mind. " Sir, how will I know what the gundam pilots look like. I've never seen any of them " I said almost nervously. I
couldn't let them know that I was extatic about this mission. If they knew, then they'd hand it to someone else. The commanding officer on my left then
spoke once again, ' If you haven't met any of them. You won't have to worry. But keeping close watch on specific people, you'll know who's been trained
to use a mobile suit and who hasn't. You'll be entered in a school in America. There you'll be a transfer student from Japan. Your code name...you can
choose if you'd like. State it now though '
It didn't take me long before I thought of a name, ' Code name: Amina Hino ' The three commanding officers nodded and agreed to it " Come
forth and take this folder. By tomorrow, you'll be sent down to Earth to the americas. By then, we would have registered you into a school, found you
an appartment and given you a job. I trust until then you'll train hard " he said assuringly. I walked forward and held the folder in my hand. I
bowed one last time, ' I thank you sir. You won't regret this' I then started making my way back to the elevator door trying to hold in my excitment.
When I passed through the hall and got into the elevator, I sighed with relief as I looked at the folder I held in my hand. " Finally. This is what
I've been waiting for for 3 years. And I've finally got it " I said to myself with determination. I then started thinking that this mission was going
to be harder than I thought. I didn't know what any of the gundam pilots looked like and I had to bring one back to the colony for questioning I guessed
that much. In the folder it would give me more information about how much time I had to find and capture this bastard.
The elevator doors opened and I commenced walking out. I held the folder under my arm protectively. Not suspiciously, cause then my fellow assassins
would ask and beg to know what my mission was. That was the last thing I needed. Besides it was 15 to 6. Students were probabaly in the cafeteria
already eating and getting ready for their training sessions. That reminded me, today was my third day of combat training. You'd think someone like me
would be excited to learn combat training. That way I could kick some gundam pilot ass when I had the chance. But actually it was hard to enjoy the
training when your trainer was one of the students on the colony. He was about my age. Maybe a few months older. Every girl on the colony was after
this guy. So why is it that I hate training with him so much? Easy. He's horny and he's a guy. Try practising a few punches on a punching bag when
your ass is being grabbed by some pervert.
Ya well I'll teach him a thing or two after I finish my combat training. Maybe I'll get better than him and kick his ass instead. Finally I came to my
room. I opened the door before knocking * Stupid me * To my surprise, I closed it just as fast. I then leaned up against the door in the hallway. I
closed my eyes in embarassment wondering if he would ever let me in. " Alright, it's safe to come in now " he said finally. A smile stretched on my
face as I turned around. I then placed my hand on the door knob once again and opened the door. I walked in then closed it tightly behind me. I looked
over to him and shook my head, ' I'm sorry. I shoulda knocked ' Mikey shook his head aswell, ' Nah it's fine. Don't worry, it happens all the time'
I looked at him curiously. This happened all the time. Heh, I wasn't even gonna ask. I walked over to my desk and placed my folder down. I then started
to unbutton my coat only leaving my blouse and skirt on. " So how'd the meeting go?" he said only standing there in a pair of sweat pants. I sighed
then smiled, ' I got my first mission ' Mikey rolled his eyes and smiled, ' It's about fucking time. You always declined the other missions you were
given. Woman if I were you I woulda accepted them'
I then walked over to my drawers and pulled out a tank top and a pair of sweatpants aswell. I walked over to the bed and dropped them down messily.
Mikey walked over to my desk and took the folder in his hands. He then opened it and began to read the mission statement. After he did he hm'ed
impressivly and placed it back down, ' So you have to drag back a former gundam pilot? ' I took my blouse off and placed my tank top over,' Ya. I
kinda wish I was ordered to assassinate the bastard instead' Mikey scratched the back of his head,' I don't know what you have against those guys.
they were cool, I mean they did alot for the colonies and yet we gave em shit for it ' I threw my skirt down on the floor and placed my sweatpants on
angrily, ' Trust me. If I were the leader of one colony, I'd make sure I'd get the rest of the colonies to hate and banish the gundam pilots forever.
Make them die a horrible and painful death '
" Yuki,I dunno-" " How many times have I told you NOT to call me that?" I said angrily as I placed my wrist bands around my wrists. Mikey sighed,' Ok
Yukiko! There is that better? ' I looked at him with a serious look. The one where he knew that I wasn't amused with his dumb jokes. I then walked over
to the door and began to open it when Mikey called my last name the wrong way again, ' Ah common Yuki!' I then slammed the door hard as I left the room.
I proceded to walk down the hall to the lower level where my training awaited me. As I went down anxious to get it done, I was unaware of what I was
about to go through in my mission. Unaware that it wasn't going to be as easy as it looked. Unaware that I was going to make a friend.
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A/N: So what do you think about the first chapter? Good? Bad? Maybe in between? Well I gaurantee it'll get better in later chapters! So just keep
patient! Besides its gonna take me awhile to finish the whole story. Its hard writing 2 stories at the same time...phew!