Chapter 8: You're Going to Help us.
Only Duo came today.
Well, your fates have been decided, we have found where your former boss lives.
How does that have anything to do with us? Luosa asked.
You're going to help us. You have badly hurt Trowa and Quatre so they can't help. I will warn you only once that we will have guns pointed at you the whole time so you can't betray us. He came forward with a key in his hand and unlocked each of their restraints. Now get up and let's go, we have to bail on this place
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All six of us left that night on a shuttle. All the time we were in the sights of the Gundam Pilots. On this long trip, we were given books to read. About halfway through i went up to Duo, where are we going Duo?
we are going to the L-5 colony to destroy the rebellion.
Who is the leader?
His name is Onuj Chay
There was an awkward silence in which i tried to find the right words to say to this boy who was familiar, but no memory came up. I think i remember you... not from yesterday but from years and years ago. Does the Maxwell Church Tragedy sound familiar to you? As soon as i said this, i immediately regretted it. There was as flash of sadness and pain in his eyes as i mentioned the Tragedy. We were orphans who were moved to the church, but we ran off again and became what we are. You stayed. Duo went back to looking at the monitor again. I took a seat again, and fell asleep.
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I was in the church again, surrounded by people i didn't care for, except Luosa and Gania. We planned to run away that night. For almost 3 months we were on our own, begging and stealing, before we came to an agreement, we would go back to the church. At least we had food there. On the way back, we heard the siren that someone was attacking. Spurred on with the terror that we could be caught between the rebels and the alliance, we ran even faster. When we finally turned the corner to the church, we saw something that had terrified us. It was gone! it was now rubble and fire, no longer the place that could offer us sanctuary. In the middle of the rubble was a boy with a long brown braid, crying. It was that day in our lives that we stopped believing that there was something for us, and we became assassins.
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Hey, Raevyn wake up, we're there.
Stumbling out of my memory, i mumbled to myself, today we are the Maxwell Sorrows again.