Lots more cursing in this part (obviously from Duo). And I'm not an expert
when it comes to SciFi terms or fighting in space, so I was just winging it
as anyone who is would likely notice. . . Hopefully someone besides the
one person who's reviewed (Thank you!) is reading and enjoying this. If not
at least I know I am. ^^;;
===========================================================================
Sometimes I wonder how things would have been different if we met the
before the war broke out back then, like I had met Heero and Quatre in the
Sanq Kingdom. Would I have challenged him instead of Heero in the school? I
also wonder what might have happened if he had been the one to find the
mobile doll control room, instead of Quatre. Would he have killed me? Would
I have killed him? Somehow, I fear that I would have killed him, more then
the possibility that he would have killed me.
*******
A.C 198
Dorothy Catalonia didn't like this. It didn't follow her original plan, and
it was extremely risky. She had no more choices in the matter, because
Relena knew even part of what she was doing, and no doubt wished to put an
end to it. She needed to move everything before she found out too much, or
everything she'd worked towards the past two years ago would be ruined.
She'd worked too long and too hard to throw it all away.
She couldn't risk using the transport she came to the Colony in, Relena
would have posted guards, and she was hoping to avoid hurting anyone else.
Besides, next to the communicator she had gotten from Hilde had been a
transportation permit. Duo Maxwell had his own shuttle, and a private dock
for it. Must be a benefit of having been a Gundam Pilot. She was about to
add that shuttle to the long list of things she had stolen in the last two
years.
Her piloting skills weren't awful, but as soon as she got into the craft
she noticed that he had made a few personal modifications to the controls.
That's the reason that it took her so long to get everything figured out,
and that delay gave the owner of the craft time to find her.
She heard the door open in the back of the shuttle, and not a minute later
there was a voice behind her. Duo Maxwell's voice, to be specific, "Oi, oi.
And here I thought high class ladies were supposed to be above petty
theft!"
Dorothy let out a small sigh before saying, "I sincerely hope you closed
the hatch behind you." As soon as she finished, she hit the panel to open
the outer doors. Since she hadn't taken the time to decompress the doors
stuck a few seconds before opening and the air rushed out, the shuttle was
jerked forward a little as well. It didn't take long to realize he had
closed the hatch, proven by the fact that she was still breathing.
"You're crazy, you know that?"
"I suggest you sit down."
He hadn't, and when she controlled the shuttle to move out into space, the
jerk forward was followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.
Duo must have been holding something because there were two metallic clicks
as something hit and slid to thunk against one of the walls behind her. He
didn't move much, so she wondered if he was knocked unconscious, but she
didn't even glance back until she'd cleared the space surrounding the
Colony and set the shuttle onto auto pilot.
Unfastening herself, Dorothy moved to check on him, and found that he had
brought a gun with him, and had no doubt had it drawn on her when he
entered. He wasn't unconscious, but he was having a hard time getting up,
because his clothing was caught on an open panel and wasn't coming loose. A
little bit of blood around the catch showed that it had cut into his skin
as well.
"Stop moving." she ordered the pilot as she pulled a knife she kept on the
inside of her boot and knelt forward to cut the fabric around the catch so
he could get his arm free. He protested, pulling away and saying he could
do it himself. What? Did he think she would stab him? "Calm down, Duo. I
have no intention of hurting you." She put her knife away, but kept
kneeling there beside him, his gun in her other hand now.
"Just like you had no intention of stabbing Quatre and hurting Hilde?"
"I had every intention of doing those things." Dorothy said, "If you do
plan to stop me, there's only one way you're going to accomplish that."
With that, she turned the gun she was holding around so that she had the
barrel and held the handle in his direction.
Duo blinked at the offer, then took his gun back and kept it trained on her
as she knelt in front of him calm and with no weapon drawn herself, looking
right into his eyes. Finally he let out a breath, "You really are crazy."
"Perhaps." Dorothy smirked lightly and straightened, turning her back on
him as she moved to sit down at the pilot's seat. "If you don't plan to
kill me, you might want to sit down."
"I'm going to regret this, I just know it." he grumbled as he sat down
beside her in the passenger/co-pilot seat, the gun still in hand and
trained in her general direction. "Shit, Heero would have shot you."
"You're not Heero," she responded simply as she pushed the transmitter into
the console to ready to send a message to the scavenger who had the dolls.
"Yeah, well, I still should shoot you."
He was making her grin a little more each time he spoke. But the worst part
was, she agreed with him. "I would've shot me too." That earned her another
odd look before she continued, "It's actually good that you decided to drop
in. You've spoken to the man before. Find out where I can go to buy the
Virgos he has."
"What makes you think I'd help you do that?"
"Because you didn't shoot me when you had the chance."
"And just how do you intend to pay the man? Relena certainly won't pay for
it."
"Incase you don't remember, I happen to have a great deal of money myself."
She'd inherited the majority of her grandfather's fortune, not to mention a
substantial amount from Treize-sama. She didn't need Relena's money to get
what she desired, it just made it easier to get around Relena's watch dogs
when she had a perfectly good reason to be buying the weapons."
"Let me do it." Duo grumped, leaning over and clicking the transmitter
around until it settled on a channel, then started to speak. "This is Duo
Maxwell. Please respond." Static. "Respond. I have someone with me who's
very interested in the Virgo." More static, then, suddenly a voice.
"Duo? You're with Dorothy?" It was Quatre's voice. She should have known he
was up to something when he started to switch the frequencies.
In one motion she clicked off the transmitter, punched Maxwell in the face
and knocked the gun out of his hand. Though not exactly in that order.
"I thought you had no intention of hurting me?" he said, rubbing his cheek.
"I didn't." she responded simply, pulling her own gun and training it on
him, "Don't even think about going after your gun again."
Removing the stolen transmitter, Dorothy put it aside and pulled out the
one she had in her own pocket. Once she had her own transmitter in and
pointed on the right channel she was planning to contact the people working
with her. Keyword there being: planning.
She hadn't even noticed the approaching transport until they fired. The
blast hit on Duo's side of the transport, shorting the lights for a few
seconds and making a few other electric systems flicker. Dorothy was
strapped in, so besides being jerked to the side, she wasn't thrown from
her chair. Duo wasn't quite as lucky, and he landed half on her, knocking
the gun out of her hand as he was catching himself.
"Shit!" he cursed loudly, but Dorothy just pushed him off her and tried to
get the com to work.
"This is Dorothy Catalonia! Cease fire imm--!" Another blast hit and she
was thrown against the side, banging her head hard against the metal. She
felt the blood roll down the side of her face as she tried the com again,
"Cease fire!"
Duo pushed himself up and quickly undid the belt fastening her into the
chair, "Get out of the damn chair."
"Get your hands off me!"
"Get out!" he grabbed the fabric of her shirt and literally heaved her out
of the chair as they were struck again, this time near the back. He broke
her fall, but immediately pushed her off or him. "Shit!" She was sprawled
on the floor of the shuttle while he was strapping himself in, "Damnit.
They hit the main thrusters." That didn't stop him from dodging the next
blast sent at them. "Secondary and backups still working. I suggest you get
your ass strapped in and hang on. Your friends busted the com with that
last hit."
Pulling herself into the co-pilot chair, Dorothy looked at the controls to
try to see what she could do. He may not think too highly of her, but she
wasn't going to just sit in a chair and watch if she could offer some
assistance. "Close range sensors are still working."
"I see that. Just sit there and look pretty. I'll take care of this."
Dorothy threw him a glare that would have sent any of the girls she went to
boarding school with cowering in fear. He just glanced for a second and
said, "Or you can sit there and do a lousy Heero impression. But don't
touch anything unless you really are as suicidal as you act." She didn't
like that one but. He wasn't at all afraid of her.
Muttering harsh words under her breath, Dorothy didn't listen to him and
kept watching the sensors. He was doing a very good job of getting out of
the way just in time. She'd feel a little better if they'd missed by more
though. Suddenly something else came into the range of the sensor. She
brought the image up and said, "Duo, you may want to see this."
"Shit, I told you... Oh shit!" the boy certainly had a mouth on him.
"That's Trowa's! Damnit! I can't tell them to get out of here!"
"Who cares! They're turning some of the fire their way. Let's get out of
here while we can!"
"Damnit! Quatre was worried about you! Trowa was too! I say by his fucking
bedside with Trowa and Rasid as he recovered from that wound you gave him
and all the while he was worried about you!"
Dorothy sat there stunned as he said all that, then looked at the picture
of Barton's shuttle. They'd been hit a few times and were having a hard
time dodging. On impulse, Dorothy threw herself at Duo, pushing the back up
thrusters to move the shuttle between the firing craft and Trowa's shuttle.
The following blasts hit Duo's side and flung her violently the direction
she had just came from.
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Teaser for next part: No teaser, but rest assured that Duo's gonna be
wanting some answers as to who was attacking them and why!
when it comes to SciFi terms or fighting in space, so I was just winging it
as anyone who is would likely notice. . . Hopefully someone besides the
one person who's reviewed (Thank you!) is reading and enjoying this. If not
at least I know I am. ^^;;
===========================================================================
Sometimes I wonder how things would have been different if we met the
before the war broke out back then, like I had met Heero and Quatre in the
Sanq Kingdom. Would I have challenged him instead of Heero in the school? I
also wonder what might have happened if he had been the one to find the
mobile doll control room, instead of Quatre. Would he have killed me? Would
I have killed him? Somehow, I fear that I would have killed him, more then
the possibility that he would have killed me.
*******
A.C 198
Dorothy Catalonia didn't like this. It didn't follow her original plan, and
it was extremely risky. She had no more choices in the matter, because
Relena knew even part of what she was doing, and no doubt wished to put an
end to it. She needed to move everything before she found out too much, or
everything she'd worked towards the past two years ago would be ruined.
She'd worked too long and too hard to throw it all away.
She couldn't risk using the transport she came to the Colony in, Relena
would have posted guards, and she was hoping to avoid hurting anyone else.
Besides, next to the communicator she had gotten from Hilde had been a
transportation permit. Duo Maxwell had his own shuttle, and a private dock
for it. Must be a benefit of having been a Gundam Pilot. She was about to
add that shuttle to the long list of things she had stolen in the last two
years.
Her piloting skills weren't awful, but as soon as she got into the craft
she noticed that he had made a few personal modifications to the controls.
That's the reason that it took her so long to get everything figured out,
and that delay gave the owner of the craft time to find her.
She heard the door open in the back of the shuttle, and not a minute later
there was a voice behind her. Duo Maxwell's voice, to be specific, "Oi, oi.
And here I thought high class ladies were supposed to be above petty
theft!"
Dorothy let out a small sigh before saying, "I sincerely hope you closed
the hatch behind you." As soon as she finished, she hit the panel to open
the outer doors. Since she hadn't taken the time to decompress the doors
stuck a few seconds before opening and the air rushed out, the shuttle was
jerked forward a little as well. It didn't take long to realize he had
closed the hatch, proven by the fact that she was still breathing.
"You're crazy, you know that?"
"I suggest you sit down."
He hadn't, and when she controlled the shuttle to move out into space, the
jerk forward was followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.
Duo must have been holding something because there were two metallic clicks
as something hit and slid to thunk against one of the walls behind her. He
didn't move much, so she wondered if he was knocked unconscious, but she
didn't even glance back until she'd cleared the space surrounding the
Colony and set the shuttle onto auto pilot.
Unfastening herself, Dorothy moved to check on him, and found that he had
brought a gun with him, and had no doubt had it drawn on her when he
entered. He wasn't unconscious, but he was having a hard time getting up,
because his clothing was caught on an open panel and wasn't coming loose. A
little bit of blood around the catch showed that it had cut into his skin
as well.
"Stop moving." she ordered the pilot as she pulled a knife she kept on the
inside of her boot and knelt forward to cut the fabric around the catch so
he could get his arm free. He protested, pulling away and saying he could
do it himself. What? Did he think she would stab him? "Calm down, Duo. I
have no intention of hurting you." She put her knife away, but kept
kneeling there beside him, his gun in her other hand now.
"Just like you had no intention of stabbing Quatre and hurting Hilde?"
"I had every intention of doing those things." Dorothy said, "If you do
plan to stop me, there's only one way you're going to accomplish that."
With that, she turned the gun she was holding around so that she had the
barrel and held the handle in his direction.
Duo blinked at the offer, then took his gun back and kept it trained on her
as she knelt in front of him calm and with no weapon drawn herself, looking
right into his eyes. Finally he let out a breath, "You really are crazy."
"Perhaps." Dorothy smirked lightly and straightened, turning her back on
him as she moved to sit down at the pilot's seat. "If you don't plan to
kill me, you might want to sit down."
"I'm going to regret this, I just know it." he grumbled as he sat down
beside her in the passenger/co-pilot seat, the gun still in hand and
trained in her general direction. "Shit, Heero would have shot you."
"You're not Heero," she responded simply as she pushed the transmitter into
the console to ready to send a message to the scavenger who had the dolls.
"Yeah, well, I still should shoot you."
He was making her grin a little more each time he spoke. But the worst part
was, she agreed with him. "I would've shot me too." That earned her another
odd look before she continued, "It's actually good that you decided to drop
in. You've spoken to the man before. Find out where I can go to buy the
Virgos he has."
"What makes you think I'd help you do that?"
"Because you didn't shoot me when you had the chance."
"And just how do you intend to pay the man? Relena certainly won't pay for
it."
"Incase you don't remember, I happen to have a great deal of money myself."
She'd inherited the majority of her grandfather's fortune, not to mention a
substantial amount from Treize-sama. She didn't need Relena's money to get
what she desired, it just made it easier to get around Relena's watch dogs
when she had a perfectly good reason to be buying the weapons."
"Let me do it." Duo grumped, leaning over and clicking the transmitter
around until it settled on a channel, then started to speak. "This is Duo
Maxwell. Please respond." Static. "Respond. I have someone with me who's
very interested in the Virgo." More static, then, suddenly a voice.
"Duo? You're with Dorothy?" It was Quatre's voice. She should have known he
was up to something when he started to switch the frequencies.
In one motion she clicked off the transmitter, punched Maxwell in the face
and knocked the gun out of his hand. Though not exactly in that order.
"I thought you had no intention of hurting me?" he said, rubbing his cheek.
"I didn't." she responded simply, pulling her own gun and training it on
him, "Don't even think about going after your gun again."
Removing the stolen transmitter, Dorothy put it aside and pulled out the
one she had in her own pocket. Once she had her own transmitter in and
pointed on the right channel she was planning to contact the people working
with her. Keyword there being: planning.
She hadn't even noticed the approaching transport until they fired. The
blast hit on Duo's side of the transport, shorting the lights for a few
seconds and making a few other electric systems flicker. Dorothy was
strapped in, so besides being jerked to the side, she wasn't thrown from
her chair. Duo wasn't quite as lucky, and he landed half on her, knocking
the gun out of her hand as he was catching himself.
"Shit!" he cursed loudly, but Dorothy just pushed him off her and tried to
get the com to work.
"This is Dorothy Catalonia! Cease fire imm--!" Another blast hit and she
was thrown against the side, banging her head hard against the metal. She
felt the blood roll down the side of her face as she tried the com again,
"Cease fire!"
Duo pushed himself up and quickly undid the belt fastening her into the
chair, "Get out of the damn chair."
"Get your hands off me!"
"Get out!" he grabbed the fabric of her shirt and literally heaved her out
of the chair as they were struck again, this time near the back. He broke
her fall, but immediately pushed her off or him. "Shit!" She was sprawled
on the floor of the shuttle while he was strapping himself in, "Damnit.
They hit the main thrusters." That didn't stop him from dodging the next
blast sent at them. "Secondary and backups still working. I suggest you get
your ass strapped in and hang on. Your friends busted the com with that
last hit."
Pulling herself into the co-pilot chair, Dorothy looked at the controls to
try to see what she could do. He may not think too highly of her, but she
wasn't going to just sit in a chair and watch if she could offer some
assistance. "Close range sensors are still working."
"I see that. Just sit there and look pretty. I'll take care of this."
Dorothy threw him a glare that would have sent any of the girls she went to
boarding school with cowering in fear. He just glanced for a second and
said, "Or you can sit there and do a lousy Heero impression. But don't
touch anything unless you really are as suicidal as you act." She didn't
like that one but. He wasn't at all afraid of her.
Muttering harsh words under her breath, Dorothy didn't listen to him and
kept watching the sensors. He was doing a very good job of getting out of
the way just in time. She'd feel a little better if they'd missed by more
though. Suddenly something else came into the range of the sensor. She
brought the image up and said, "Duo, you may want to see this."
"Shit, I told you... Oh shit!" the boy certainly had a mouth on him.
"That's Trowa's! Damnit! I can't tell them to get out of here!"
"Who cares! They're turning some of the fire their way. Let's get out of
here while we can!"
"Damnit! Quatre was worried about you! Trowa was too! I say by his fucking
bedside with Trowa and Rasid as he recovered from that wound you gave him
and all the while he was worried about you!"
Dorothy sat there stunned as he said all that, then looked at the picture
of Barton's shuttle. They'd been hit a few times and were having a hard
time dodging. On impulse, Dorothy threw herself at Duo, pushing the back up
thrusters to move the shuttle between the firing craft and Trowa's shuttle.
The following blasts hit Duo's side and flung her violently the direction
she had just came from.
===========================================================================
Teaser for next part: No teaser, but rest assured that Duo's gonna be
wanting some answers as to who was attacking them and why!
