Gundam Wing: Desecration
By Mystical Star
A Kitty-Chan Production
Disclaimer: I am way to broke to own Gundam. But I'm not to broke to own the new pilots, because inventing them didn't take ANY money! Severina's name came from my friend Zero (who changes her pen name a lot), thanks much! Any characters that die/disappear are for plot development, I don't hold grudges...unless we be talkin' about Wufei or Dorothy...but that's a different story.
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Part IV~Painful Visions
Preventer Housing Facility-3:34 AM-Thomas Parks' room
The room was quiet, except for the grunts and groans coming from the bed. Under the covers, Thomas Parks twisted and turned in a dream-or nightmare- whichever it was. The eighteen-year-old clutched the bedding as though it was the only thing holding him from death and sweat beads collected on his forehead around his headband, which he had never taken off. Tom's face scrunched up into a painful look as images ran through his head...
Dream~
Fire; there was fire around him. It looked like he was in a train car that had derailed and exploded around him. People were screaming and pounding at the windows, looking for a way to live. Someone grabbed him by the arm and stuffed him through a small hole in the bottom of the car.
Tom looked up into the eyes of his rescuer. "Go for help!" He shouted at Tom.
"Come with me!" Tom cried up into the hole.
"I'm too big to fit through that thing, Tom you have to go for help!" Parks noticed the young man's Aussie accent, just like his own.
"GO!" The young man screamed at him. A rush of adrenaline pumped through his bloodstream as he scrambled out from under the car to find help.
People from the highway nearby were already at the car trying to break the glass of the windows. Tom joined in. Hands beat up against the glass from the inside of the train, begging for oxygen for their smoke-engulfed lungs.
One by one, the pairs of hands began to sink below the windows as Tom continued to beat against the glass with a tree limb. He pounded harder as he saw a pair of small child-like hands groping the glass in front of him. "Don't die!" He screamed to the appendages.
The hands began to pound more and more slowly as they were robbed of oxygen. "Don't die!" Tom repeated as he beat harder.
Finally, the small fingers fell below the window. Tom's heart sank into his gut.
"DON'T DIE!!!"
~End Dream
Tom landed with a thud. The eighteen-year-old looked about him. He was wrapped up in his covers on the floor of his room in the housing facility. A pale simulated moonlight seeped through the window from the outside colony.
The young Gundam pilot held his forehead in his hand as he contemplated his dream.
That stupid nightmare again...no, not a nightmare, more like a memory...why does it haunt me like this? I don't get it. Who was the guy who got me out of the train, why does he look so familiar? Why does my heart hurt?
Tom's face scrunched up again as he fought to hold back tears. It's so real...Those hands are so real...
Colony L3Z-47990-8:00 AM -White Fang H.Q.
"Sir, she's on her way." An officer reported to the back of a maroon swivel chair that turned around to reveal Trente Kumoshiro sitting there.
"Excellent, have you recovered the SIA formula?" He asked. The officer blinked. "No sir, we are still searching through the old archives for that. The engineers did a good job of encoding it."
"Unfortunately," Trente finished for the reporting officer. "Well, we'll just have to get some more computer geniuses to work with us, won't we? Double the shifts and recruit some more." Kumoshiro ordered.
"Sir," The officer saluted and left the room.
"I have to have that formula...I have a feeling we'll be needing it to receive Ms. Dorlian's cooperation..." The White Fang leader muttered to himself.
Preventer Housing Facility-Same Time
Trowa Barton sat in his room, tapping away at his computer. The symptoms that Severina showed are very similar to that SIA that White Fang tested during the war. I wonder if she was one of the test subjects? But how did the Gundam engineers get a hold of her?
The computer beeped at him, signaling that it had found what he was looking for. The auburn-haired pilot opened the file and searched through it. It was a list of names straight from the White Fang database.
"Hm...Searching..." He said to himself as he typed something into the computer and pushed the "enter" key. The computer beeped again.
"Impossible...they're all here?"
Colony Street Mall-10:00 AM
Li walked through the mass of people, not particularly going anywhere. As he passed a Buddhist shrine, he stopped to look at the pagoda type architecture. The young Chinese boy looked away and closed his eyes tightly.
Too many memories...He told himself. Too many stupid feuds with the Dragon clan...Too many casualties to be just a feud... Li forced himself to walk on.
"Dammit," He muttered to himself. I should have never started thinking about it. The ebon-haired Asian thought as he looked up at a tree. A face of a woman flashed in his memory, making his heart ache.
The woman was also Chinese, with warm brown eyes and a bright smile. Mother...
Another face of a woman came to his mind. She had makeup on that the ancient Chinese women would wear during ceremonies. She was Li's age and her hair was long and her light brown eyes laughed gleefully at him.
Lilly...
Li shook his head. "I must forget," He muttered. Just as he began to wash away his memories, he passed a bench on which sat a woman with a baby. When Li passed, the child giggled. The Chinese boy looked at the boy in shock as he passed and quickened his pace.
Another face crossed his mind--a baby's with big brown eyes and short black hair. The reflection of his laugh echoed in Li's mind.
Thuy...
Li began to run down the street with his face down-running into people who would shout and snap at him. When he found a park, he ran into it and found the most secluded area he could and he began to cry silently.
All of it...all for nothing... He thought to himself.
Preventer Docking & Repair Bay-10:00 A.M.
Duo, Severina, Tom, and Kenji were in the docking bay, updating, modifying, and fixing their Gundams, preparing for the next battle.
Kenji sat in his Gundam, not really doing anything. He had just finished updating his Gundam's system to a very, very, old version of the Zero system. Better than nothing, he figured. The thought of the Zero system made him think of Heero. Something about him was rather familiar.
I've seen him before...and not just in those profiles that the Docktor sent me, it's like I've known him...why don't I remember?
Suddenly, Kenji was overcome with a terrible pain in his head. The young Japanese boy grabbed his forehead and crouched down. Images flashed through his head--one of a boy with cobalt eyes...laughing eyes that could strike a person dead if they looked angry enough.
Kenji...
The boy's voice rang in his head.
The pain worsened and finally stopped, leaving Miyabi Kenji with a sweaty face and palms and wide eyes.
Was that...a vision of the past? Past? What is my past? Do I have one?
Meanwhile...
Duo was rather frustrated. His thoughts were often with Hilde, and not with his fixing. As he tried to unscrew a bolt from it's fixed position, he grew increasingly angry about his performance. "Dammit!" He growled, throwing down the wrench only to have it hit the bolt and ricochet back into his face. He muttered a few obscenities while he rubbed the impact spot on his nose and grabbed the wrench again and looked down on the bolt.
Righty tighty lefty loosy, you idiot, He told himself as he realized he'd been turning in the wrong direction.
"Oh I'm such an idiot!" Severina's voice came from the cockpit of her Gundam across the catwalk.
"Loose somethin'?" Tom's voice rang out through the bay. "No, I forgot those system updates I was going to install. I'll be back," She shouted back as she left her Gundam.
"ARG! I knew I was forgetting something myself! I left that new autopilot thing in my room. I'll go with ya," Tom declared as he floated out of his cockpit.
Duo said nothing, and neither did Kenji as the continued to work on their Gundams. No sooner had the airlock door closed behind Severina and Tom, a beeping noise sounded from the Darksaber's innards. Duo looked over at the abandoned Gundam and peered at the flashing light within the cockpit, signaling a message. As curious as he was, he left his duties and floated towards the Darksaber to intercept the message.
Once in the cockpit, the braided American found his way about the controls and pushed a small blue button next to the blinking light. A screen full of an order flashed before him. Duo pulled a disk out of his pocket-he always kept one for emergencies-and downloaded the information to the disk. The brown-haired pilot then floated back to his new Deathscythe and uploaded the message and began to read.
"Oh man..."
Preventer Executive Building--Same time
Lady Une sat at her desk, her forehead in her hands. She sighed heavily. "This is becoming too complicated to follow. White Fang's concentration of troops fluctuates from colony to colony without any rhyme or reason," She growled.
"That could only mean two things," A young voice said from across the room. Une looked up at her adopted daughter, Mariemia.
"Hm?" Une urged the young girl to continue.
"Either they're really disorganized or they're trying to confuse you," Mariemia joked. Une chuckled a little.
"And perhaps they're trying to hide something." Mariemia added.
"But what?" the Lady asked.
Suddenly, the vid-fone on her desk beeped, alerting her to a message. Lady Une answered it-the screen displayed Duo Maxwell's alarmed face.
"Lady Une, I think that White Fang's definitely up to something," Maxwell declared.
"A genius, that's what he is," Mariemia rolled her eyes.
"Aw give me a break Midi, this is serious," Duo snapped upon hearing the girl's comment. "I just received a message from one of the Gundam engineers and it's got to do with Miss Relena...and I think she's alive,"
Next Time: What is Trowa researching? And is Relena really alive? But how? Wasn't she blown to bits by a car bomb? *Heero glares at Mystic* Uhhr...I mean, well, I can't tell you!!! You'll have to find out in the next chapter: Chapter Five: Extreme Measures