A:N: Yaay! Thank you so much for all of the reviews! I had writers
block, but you guys managed to give me my inspiration again, and for that I
owe ya one. So.I've written the second last chapter of my story, and I've
made it longer then usual. One thing I have to point out though- The scenes
where they are fighting are happening at the same time, and I know the
gundam pilots seem a bit vicious, but they ARE soldiers and its not like
they've never killed anyone. With that said, I hope I don't disappoint
anybody with this chapter, so review me! Well..Here goes nothin..
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The room was so silent Usagi felt like screaming, not that she didn't feel like screaming anyway at the site of Mamoru Chiba standing in the door of the apartment that was supposed to be her sanctuary from him. So many thoughts and questions were breezing through her mind at once, she felt as if she would break in two with the intensity of it all, already relying on Heero to hold her up.
His eyes held her own captive in an unyielding hold, seeming to consume her soul, and at the look of pure hurt and betrayal on his face, she felt like dying. As much as she hated and feared Mamoru, he had been her first love, and Usagi didn't like hurting people to begin with. Sure, she told herself he deserved it. That he should feel this way, because this was what he had done to her the night he betrayed her trust and forced her to sleep with him. This was for all the pain he had caused her by murdering Molly and countless others. After being at the receiving end of so many negative emotions, it was finally his turn to go through what he put others through. However, her mind didn't listen to her reasoning, and so she was once again drawn into the torment of conflicting emotions.
At the moment, she was once again fourteen and he was once again the wonderfully sweet boyfriend whom she would do anything for, including leave everything she had ever known to be with him. Every memory of them together came crashing back to her in a flurry of jumbled thoughts and whispered feelings, and she hadn't even realised she had been crying until one of her tears was brushed away by someone.
By Heero.
And suddenly, everything came reeling to a halt as prussian blue eyes caught her gaze and drew her back to reality. The memories sorted themselves out, until finally there was only one that she chose to dwell on.
Her first kiss..with Heero.
Her breath caught in her throat and her hands unconsciously fisted in his shirt, and time seemed to freeze as she stared into his eyes. Heero gazed down at her in amusement, smirking slightly despite the current situation. In all actuality, both had forgotten where they were at the moment, too wrapped up in each other to notice those around them. Gently, he drew his fingers through her silky hair and brushed it back over her shoulder, drawing his fingers back across her jaw line and sliding his thumb across her cheek to get rid of the tracks her tears had left. Usagi let out the breath she had been holding with a small sigh, relaxing her fists and beginning to lean towards Heero further, before a strangled snarl snapped both of them back to reality.
Mamoru, angry beyond belief, had stood shocked as he watched the play of emotions cross Usagi's features. For a moment, it had looked as though he could have had her back willingly, but then that damned gundam pilot had interfered once again. He had watched in building rage as Heero Yui touched His precious angel, and then he had once again been shocked when Usagi's hair had been brushed over her shoulder, revealing the faint bruise on her neck which he instantly recognized as a mark of passion. Furious, he let out a strangled snarl and drew his gun, aiming it at the embracing couple.
His eyes began to blur as he tried to focus on his angel, thinking desperately of a way for her to move out of the way so he could get a clear shot. "Usako please, come back to me. All I ever did was love you." He whispered brokenly.
Usagi glared at him, unable to believe someone could be so ignorant. "That was not love!" She shouted, lurching forward, but unable to move as Heero's arms tightened around her. "It may have started out that way, but things changed and it's you who brought this on yourself!" The words didn't even register in Mamoru's brain.
His face suddenly became barren of emotion, and quietly, he spoke only three words before hell broke loose. "Kill them all." He would have his angel, and no one would take her away from him again.
The room came to life as the eleven men behind Mamoru charged an opponent, and in the middle of the chaotic fighting, three figures stood still as death.
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Noin immediately grabbed Relena's hand and dragged her down the nearest hall, throwing the protesting girl into what she assumed was her room and blocking the door so she could not try to go back out. Hurriedly, she searched the side of the door and sighed in relief when she found it could be locked from the inside. Relena was screaming at Noin, telling her to let her help and commanding her to stand down, but Noin shook her head and sat Relena down in the closest chair even as a loud crash came from the living room.
"Relena listen to me!" She shouted, shaking the hysterically yelling girl. Relena stilled, her eyes wide and her mouth formed in an 'o' of surprise. "Stay here! Please, lock the door as soon as I leave and don't open it again no matter what, until I come back for you." Relena was about to protest, but Noin shook her again, commanding her to listen. "Relena! You still must be protected, whether the fight is about you or not. Having you out there will distract us and people will get hurt! Please, for Usagi's sake. The less people we need to constantly worry over, the better our chances of victory."
Relena nodded and watched in silent sadness as Noin raced back out the door before she stood and slid the locks into place. Placing her palm against the dark wood, she ignored the tears trickling down her face, and silently prayed to whatever god was listening to keep them all safe. "Be careful..Usa." She whispered, closing her eyes and resting her forehead against the door. She hoped against all hope that the girl who had come into their lives and accepted her as a close friend despite the faults everyone else saw, wouldn't fall into the hands of her enemy once again.
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"Alright!" Duo shouted, swiftly grabbing the closest thing he could find, which happened to be a broom, and snapping of the end. "Time for the God of Death to pass judgement on those who would defy him!" He quoted, spinning the wooden pole in skilled hands as two of Mamoru's men charged him. He slammed the pole over the first ones head, hard enough to hurt him but not enough to knock him down, and spun swiftly to the right, using his momentum to use the pole as if it were a bat and smashing it cruelly into the side of his face. The broom snapped in half, and this time the man flew to the floor, knocking over an end table and sending its contents to shatter beside it.
Ignoring the blood that had splattered onto his shoes and arm, Duo's gaze fell on the second man, who stared stupidly at his fellow comrade, and an unmerciful grin slid over his features. The man's eyes hardened in anger as Duo beckoned him forward, smiling as if he were at an amusement park. "Care to try your luck?" He laughed. The man yelled in rage as he came at Duo, dropping to the ground and doing a spin kick as Duo swung the pole over him, skilfully tripping the pilot. Duo gracefully did a backwards flip in mid-air, managing to land on his feet with only the slightest sign of stammering, and smirked at the soldier. "Now that, your going to have to pay for." He said casually, thrilled by the adrenaline rush flowing through his veins.
The man roared in frustration and jumped to his feet, advancing on Duo and throwing a punch to the face which Duo sidestepped. Bringing up one half of the pole and spinning it skilfully while slamming it into the back of his head, Duo discarded his weapon as the man pitched forward and decided to go for the more 'hands on' approach. The man rolled onto his back and moved to get up, but a kick to the face sent him down again and in the blink of an eye Duo was on top of him, one fist painfully holding the back of his head down by his hair while his other fist slammed viciously into the mans face repeatedly. 'The God of Death win's yet again.' He thought to himself as the man slid into unconsciousness, his bloodied face no longer recognizable. Duo released him and stood, looking down at his two opponents while scratching the back of his head. "Man, why do I always get the weak ones."
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Rei glared at the soldier across from her and fell into a fighting stance, ready for what was to come. She wouldn't let Usagi be harmed, and a fight was just what she needed to vent all her anger and frustration towards the preventors. Grimly, she watched as the man advanced, and before he could make the first move, she slid to the floor on both hands and one knee, sweeping her other leg out under him and knocking him off balance. The man staggered but didn't fall, and instantly Rei was up and delivering a punch to the face which was stopped short by his hand wrapped painfully around her wrist. Growling, she moved as if to punch him with the other hand, and as he moved to block her, she slammed her knee into his gut. His eyes widened and he gasped in pain, releasing her and clutching his stomach. Not giving him a chance to recover, Rei dealt him a fatal blow by doing a spin kick to the face. He fell to the floor with a dull thud, not dead, but definitely not waking up anytime soon. Sighing, Rei brought her hands up in a prayer fashion and bowed, grimacing slightly.
Damn did her foot ever hurt!
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Running out into the living room, Noin immediately found her self in the midst of a rather vicious fight. Not even thinking twice, she immediately ran to the aid of the person closest to her, which happened to be Milliardo, and swiftly entered the battle, drawing the attention of one of the two men he had been fighting. Milliardo flashed her a brief smile before turning his attention back to the task at hand. Grabbing the man before him by the soldiers he pulled his upper body down and smashed the soldiers face into his knee, releasing him only to have him stagger backwards and once again assume a fighting position. Milliardo sighed in annoyance, but charged him yet again.
Noin in the meantime had thrown her opponent into the wall and was delivering blow after blow as the soldier could do nothing but try to block her. With no room to get into a position of attack and no chance to retaliate, Noin had the fight bagged, and at the exact same moment, both her and Milliardo delivered a fatal punch to the head that sent both soldiers spinning into oblivion.
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The soldier before Trowa seemed hesitant to initiate any form of battle, put off by the pilots casual stance and calm emotionless face. He held no fear whatsoever in his eyes, and on top of that he seemed as if he didn't even care that the soldier was twice his size and bodyweight. The way Trowa was just standing there, his arms crossed over his chest as he silently stared at the man, unnerved him to no end. Finally, judging that the boy before him was too small and slight to do any damage, the soldier hesitantly stepped forward. Trowa just stood there, and so, growing confident, the soldier grinned and charged him.
Calmly, Trowa unfolded his arms and just before the soldier was within arms length, did a forwards flip over him, landing so he faced the soldiers back and swiftly putting the man into a strangle hold. The man struggled to escape, but despite how he looked Trowa was too strong for him. "You should pick on people your own size." He said tonelessly, still expressionless, before snapping the soldiers neck and letting the limp body fall to the floor.
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Dorothy and Sally looked at each other, briefly nodding in agreement over some unspoken thought, and each moved in the opposite direction from the other. The man against them swore under his breath, wondering which one he should be worried over more. He couldn't possibly watch both at the same time, and they knew it, so he would just have to choose. Of course, he could pull out his gun and shoot one while engaging the other, but that idea was dismissed. In Crystal Earth, they were taught that killing and capturing with your bare hands was highly regarded by their leader, and handsomely rewarded. More often then not, most soldiers wouldn't even carry a weapon, and those who did rarely ever drew them unless they were involved in a chase. Too proud to draw his weapon, he focused on Sally, the one he thought looked as if she'd had more experience, and began to advance.
He was stopped however when he felt his gun being drawn, the cold barrel placed against the back of his head and a small hand resting on his shoulder. "I wouldn't move if I were you." Dorothy ordered. She smiled in amusement, pushing the gun harder against him and tapping the trigger. "Such bad battle tactics." She murmured, amusement tinging her tone.
Sally frowned, heaving a weary sigh, before straightening her stance and looking into the soldiers eyes. "For trying to harm citizens of the Canq Kingdom I am hereby placing you under arrest by order of law-" She never got to finish as the soldier tried to duck away from Dorothy and attack, receiving a bullet to the head for his efforts. Sally stared disapprovingly at Dorothy, but the girl merely shrugged and flipped her hair over her shoulder.
"It was self defence. Besides, I told him not to move." Sally sighed yet again, shaking her head in annoyance.
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Quatra once again dodged a fist aimed for his head, running out of room to back up. "Please! I don't want to hurt you, but I will if I have to." He stated, trying once again to end this peacefully.
His opponent laughed, going in for a punch to the gut, but once again missed. "As if you could, you runt." Quatra shook his head sadly and blocked the mans next assault.
"Very well, but I did warn you." The smirk on the mans face was immediately gone when Quatra sidestepped him and grabbed his arm, throwing him into the wall he had previously backed the pilot into. Angered, he tried to swing at Quatra's face, but Quatra grabbed his wrist in both hands and twisted it sharply, breaking it with a sickening crack. The man screamed in pain, but despite his injury, tried to do a spin kick to the face. Quatra caught his leg by the ankle and flipped the man onto his back, stepping down onto his neck and cutting of his airflow. Sadly he let up on the pressure a bit and once more asked the man to give in. When all he got was a strangled no, he sighed and with a heavy heart, shifted all his weight onto the mans neck until he stopped struggling.
"Poor fool." He whispered, turning away.
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Haruka blocked the mans fist in mid swing and brought her knee up to her chest, bracing her foot against his abdomen and thrusting him backwards. Doing a half spin, she did a face kick and then dropped to the floor, sweeping her leg out under him and tripping him. As soon as he was down she was on him, drawing the blade he had sheathed in the waist of his uniform and placing the blade in a place that was best not mentioned.
"If you want to keep these, then I suggest you leave now." She growled, making sure he got her 'point'. The man turned panicked eyes towards the door, where Mamoru stood blocking the way, then desperately tried to throw her off of him. Swearing loudly, Haruka slammed the palm of her hand flat into his nose, breaking it, then punched him hard enough to knock him out.
Getting up, she spit on the soldier in disgust and kicked his side. "No one tries to hurt koneko and gets away with it." She vowed.
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"Two against one? This shall prove to be the easiest fight I've ever had." Wufei smirked, bringing forth his katana. "As well as the shortest." He smirked as both soldiers charged at once, angry and vengeful. The first to near him missed his opportunity to attack as Wufei spun gracefully out of the way, pivoting on one foot and planting the other shoulder width apart as he let the second soldier advance and thrust his katana into his abdomen. The soldier clutched at the sword as he stared at Wufei with wide eyes, who stared right back. "There is no honour in what you fight for, and so you are not spared the mercy of a swift death." He growled, sliding the stained blade out of the soldiers gut and kicking him to the floor.
Without a second to spare, he dodged left as the first man charged from behind, pivoting on his left foot and completing a backwards kick to his shoulder blades. The man pitched forward and slammed into the floor on his stomach, winded and coughing. Wufei clutched his hair in a strong fist and pulled his head up, placing his katana at the base of his throat. "You also have no honour," he growled, "and so you will join your friend." Letting go of his head, Wufei flipped him onto his back and viciously impaled his katana into the soldiers flesh, just below his ribcage, ignoring the scream that came forth, and twisted it to the side. The man passed out from the pain, and Wufei grimly removed his weapon, wiping it clean on the soldiers shirt before standing and glaring down at the two.
"Weak. You would never have survived in the world you were fighting for being that weak." He murmured.
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Mamoru's hand shook violently, his finger tapping against the trigger as his gun stayed trained on Heero.. and his precious angel. Usagi was clutching Heero's shirt in a death grip, afraid for him as she watched Mamoru through blurry eyes. A part of her shouted for her to do something, anything, but her mind was frozen with her fear. Maybe..Maybe she could reason with him. Maybe she could get him to back down.
"Mamo..Mamoru, please. Please stop this." Fresh tears streaked down her face as she glanced around the room, seeing all of her friends locked in battle, savagely fighting for survival. All of this death, all of this pain needed to stop.
"It will all end Usako, I promise. Just step out of my way." He replied calmly. A loud sob escaped Usagi's throat as she trembled and turned to hide her face in Heero's chest, who in turn held her closer and placed his chin on her head, eyes locked on Mamoru's. "If you will not move willingly, then I'll remove you by force!" Mamoru shouted, tossing his gun to the floor and striding swiftly towards them. Heero flung Usagi out of the way, causing her to fall to the floor, and him and Mamoru were immediately engaged in battle. She watched as they fought, equally matched in skill and strength, until their battle had outlasted those of the others. All eyes in the room were on the two men as neither gave ground, until Mamoru faked a kick and landed a blow to the face, knocking Heero back. This one moment was all he needed to grab a short dagger from the belt of his uniform and press it against Heero's throat.
"Goodbye, Wing Zero." He growled. Before anyone could even blink, a loud shot rang out in the room and Mamoru sank to his knees, clutching his stomach. The bullet had gone right through him. Coughing up blood, he turned slightly to look at who had shot him, and the sight that met him made tears come to his eyes.
Usagi stood stiffly, Mamoru's discarded gun in her outstretched hands and a horrified look on her face. Once again, time seemed to freeze as the two stared at each other. A glimmer of understanding entered Mamoru's eyes as he read Usagi's soul, bared to him in every conceivable way, and then it all made sense. Now he understood.
*Flashback*
Usagi let out a sob and tried to turn away, but he forced her to stay looking up at him. *Yes, so pretty when you cry.* He thought, smiling and bending is head to place a small butterfly kiss on her damp cheek. "Don't worry, it won't be the hardest thing you've ever watched." She whispered something he didn't quite catch, so he pulled away and placed his hands back at her waist, staring at her. "What?"
She swallowed and looked down at her hands, which rested on his chest. "I said.I watched you change." She whispered. He stared down at her, confused. What did she mean by that?
*End Flashback*
She had meant exactly what she had said, and now he understood. He coughed again, blood trickling down his chin, and watched in surprise as more tears slid from Usagi's eyes. She still cried..And this time she was crying for him. His heart seemed to swell with his love for her, and before he could be dragged back into the darkness further, he smiled gently at his Usako.. His angel, and fell to the floor with a thud.
Usagi dropped the gun to the floor and stared at her hands in terror. "What have I done?" She whispered brokenly, sinking to the floor. Instantly, Heero was at her side, holding her and whispering comforting things into her ear as he ran his fingers through her hair.
"It'll be ok, Usa. You'll see."
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A.N: Review me guys! Only one chapter left and this story will be finished! The more reviews I get, the less time it will take me to post it!
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The room was so silent Usagi felt like screaming, not that she didn't feel like screaming anyway at the site of Mamoru Chiba standing in the door of the apartment that was supposed to be her sanctuary from him. So many thoughts and questions were breezing through her mind at once, she felt as if she would break in two with the intensity of it all, already relying on Heero to hold her up.
His eyes held her own captive in an unyielding hold, seeming to consume her soul, and at the look of pure hurt and betrayal on his face, she felt like dying. As much as she hated and feared Mamoru, he had been her first love, and Usagi didn't like hurting people to begin with. Sure, she told herself he deserved it. That he should feel this way, because this was what he had done to her the night he betrayed her trust and forced her to sleep with him. This was for all the pain he had caused her by murdering Molly and countless others. After being at the receiving end of so many negative emotions, it was finally his turn to go through what he put others through. However, her mind didn't listen to her reasoning, and so she was once again drawn into the torment of conflicting emotions.
At the moment, she was once again fourteen and he was once again the wonderfully sweet boyfriend whom she would do anything for, including leave everything she had ever known to be with him. Every memory of them together came crashing back to her in a flurry of jumbled thoughts and whispered feelings, and she hadn't even realised she had been crying until one of her tears was brushed away by someone.
By Heero.
And suddenly, everything came reeling to a halt as prussian blue eyes caught her gaze and drew her back to reality. The memories sorted themselves out, until finally there was only one that she chose to dwell on.
Her first kiss..with Heero.
Her breath caught in her throat and her hands unconsciously fisted in his shirt, and time seemed to freeze as she stared into his eyes. Heero gazed down at her in amusement, smirking slightly despite the current situation. In all actuality, both had forgotten where they were at the moment, too wrapped up in each other to notice those around them. Gently, he drew his fingers through her silky hair and brushed it back over her shoulder, drawing his fingers back across her jaw line and sliding his thumb across her cheek to get rid of the tracks her tears had left. Usagi let out the breath she had been holding with a small sigh, relaxing her fists and beginning to lean towards Heero further, before a strangled snarl snapped both of them back to reality.
Mamoru, angry beyond belief, had stood shocked as he watched the play of emotions cross Usagi's features. For a moment, it had looked as though he could have had her back willingly, but then that damned gundam pilot had interfered once again. He had watched in building rage as Heero Yui touched His precious angel, and then he had once again been shocked when Usagi's hair had been brushed over her shoulder, revealing the faint bruise on her neck which he instantly recognized as a mark of passion. Furious, he let out a strangled snarl and drew his gun, aiming it at the embracing couple.
His eyes began to blur as he tried to focus on his angel, thinking desperately of a way for her to move out of the way so he could get a clear shot. "Usako please, come back to me. All I ever did was love you." He whispered brokenly.
Usagi glared at him, unable to believe someone could be so ignorant. "That was not love!" She shouted, lurching forward, but unable to move as Heero's arms tightened around her. "It may have started out that way, but things changed and it's you who brought this on yourself!" The words didn't even register in Mamoru's brain.
His face suddenly became barren of emotion, and quietly, he spoke only three words before hell broke loose. "Kill them all." He would have his angel, and no one would take her away from him again.
The room came to life as the eleven men behind Mamoru charged an opponent, and in the middle of the chaotic fighting, three figures stood still as death.
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Noin immediately grabbed Relena's hand and dragged her down the nearest hall, throwing the protesting girl into what she assumed was her room and blocking the door so she could not try to go back out. Hurriedly, she searched the side of the door and sighed in relief when she found it could be locked from the inside. Relena was screaming at Noin, telling her to let her help and commanding her to stand down, but Noin shook her head and sat Relena down in the closest chair even as a loud crash came from the living room.
"Relena listen to me!" She shouted, shaking the hysterically yelling girl. Relena stilled, her eyes wide and her mouth formed in an 'o' of surprise. "Stay here! Please, lock the door as soon as I leave and don't open it again no matter what, until I come back for you." Relena was about to protest, but Noin shook her again, commanding her to listen. "Relena! You still must be protected, whether the fight is about you or not. Having you out there will distract us and people will get hurt! Please, for Usagi's sake. The less people we need to constantly worry over, the better our chances of victory."
Relena nodded and watched in silent sadness as Noin raced back out the door before she stood and slid the locks into place. Placing her palm against the dark wood, she ignored the tears trickling down her face, and silently prayed to whatever god was listening to keep them all safe. "Be careful..Usa." She whispered, closing her eyes and resting her forehead against the door. She hoped against all hope that the girl who had come into their lives and accepted her as a close friend despite the faults everyone else saw, wouldn't fall into the hands of her enemy once again.
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"Alright!" Duo shouted, swiftly grabbing the closest thing he could find, which happened to be a broom, and snapping of the end. "Time for the God of Death to pass judgement on those who would defy him!" He quoted, spinning the wooden pole in skilled hands as two of Mamoru's men charged him. He slammed the pole over the first ones head, hard enough to hurt him but not enough to knock him down, and spun swiftly to the right, using his momentum to use the pole as if it were a bat and smashing it cruelly into the side of his face. The broom snapped in half, and this time the man flew to the floor, knocking over an end table and sending its contents to shatter beside it.
Ignoring the blood that had splattered onto his shoes and arm, Duo's gaze fell on the second man, who stared stupidly at his fellow comrade, and an unmerciful grin slid over his features. The man's eyes hardened in anger as Duo beckoned him forward, smiling as if he were at an amusement park. "Care to try your luck?" He laughed. The man yelled in rage as he came at Duo, dropping to the ground and doing a spin kick as Duo swung the pole over him, skilfully tripping the pilot. Duo gracefully did a backwards flip in mid-air, managing to land on his feet with only the slightest sign of stammering, and smirked at the soldier. "Now that, your going to have to pay for." He said casually, thrilled by the adrenaline rush flowing through his veins.
The man roared in frustration and jumped to his feet, advancing on Duo and throwing a punch to the face which Duo sidestepped. Bringing up one half of the pole and spinning it skilfully while slamming it into the back of his head, Duo discarded his weapon as the man pitched forward and decided to go for the more 'hands on' approach. The man rolled onto his back and moved to get up, but a kick to the face sent him down again and in the blink of an eye Duo was on top of him, one fist painfully holding the back of his head down by his hair while his other fist slammed viciously into the mans face repeatedly. 'The God of Death win's yet again.' He thought to himself as the man slid into unconsciousness, his bloodied face no longer recognizable. Duo released him and stood, looking down at his two opponents while scratching the back of his head. "Man, why do I always get the weak ones."
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Rei glared at the soldier across from her and fell into a fighting stance, ready for what was to come. She wouldn't let Usagi be harmed, and a fight was just what she needed to vent all her anger and frustration towards the preventors. Grimly, she watched as the man advanced, and before he could make the first move, she slid to the floor on both hands and one knee, sweeping her other leg out under him and knocking him off balance. The man staggered but didn't fall, and instantly Rei was up and delivering a punch to the face which was stopped short by his hand wrapped painfully around her wrist. Growling, she moved as if to punch him with the other hand, and as he moved to block her, she slammed her knee into his gut. His eyes widened and he gasped in pain, releasing her and clutching his stomach. Not giving him a chance to recover, Rei dealt him a fatal blow by doing a spin kick to the face. He fell to the floor with a dull thud, not dead, but definitely not waking up anytime soon. Sighing, Rei brought her hands up in a prayer fashion and bowed, grimacing slightly.
Damn did her foot ever hurt!
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Running out into the living room, Noin immediately found her self in the midst of a rather vicious fight. Not even thinking twice, she immediately ran to the aid of the person closest to her, which happened to be Milliardo, and swiftly entered the battle, drawing the attention of one of the two men he had been fighting. Milliardo flashed her a brief smile before turning his attention back to the task at hand. Grabbing the man before him by the soldiers he pulled his upper body down and smashed the soldiers face into his knee, releasing him only to have him stagger backwards and once again assume a fighting position. Milliardo sighed in annoyance, but charged him yet again.
Noin in the meantime had thrown her opponent into the wall and was delivering blow after blow as the soldier could do nothing but try to block her. With no room to get into a position of attack and no chance to retaliate, Noin had the fight bagged, and at the exact same moment, both her and Milliardo delivered a fatal punch to the head that sent both soldiers spinning into oblivion.
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The soldier before Trowa seemed hesitant to initiate any form of battle, put off by the pilots casual stance and calm emotionless face. He held no fear whatsoever in his eyes, and on top of that he seemed as if he didn't even care that the soldier was twice his size and bodyweight. The way Trowa was just standing there, his arms crossed over his chest as he silently stared at the man, unnerved him to no end. Finally, judging that the boy before him was too small and slight to do any damage, the soldier hesitantly stepped forward. Trowa just stood there, and so, growing confident, the soldier grinned and charged him.
Calmly, Trowa unfolded his arms and just before the soldier was within arms length, did a forwards flip over him, landing so he faced the soldiers back and swiftly putting the man into a strangle hold. The man struggled to escape, but despite how he looked Trowa was too strong for him. "You should pick on people your own size." He said tonelessly, still expressionless, before snapping the soldiers neck and letting the limp body fall to the floor.
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Dorothy and Sally looked at each other, briefly nodding in agreement over some unspoken thought, and each moved in the opposite direction from the other. The man against them swore under his breath, wondering which one he should be worried over more. He couldn't possibly watch both at the same time, and they knew it, so he would just have to choose. Of course, he could pull out his gun and shoot one while engaging the other, but that idea was dismissed. In Crystal Earth, they were taught that killing and capturing with your bare hands was highly regarded by their leader, and handsomely rewarded. More often then not, most soldiers wouldn't even carry a weapon, and those who did rarely ever drew them unless they were involved in a chase. Too proud to draw his weapon, he focused on Sally, the one he thought looked as if she'd had more experience, and began to advance.
He was stopped however when he felt his gun being drawn, the cold barrel placed against the back of his head and a small hand resting on his shoulder. "I wouldn't move if I were you." Dorothy ordered. She smiled in amusement, pushing the gun harder against him and tapping the trigger. "Such bad battle tactics." She murmured, amusement tinging her tone.
Sally frowned, heaving a weary sigh, before straightening her stance and looking into the soldiers eyes. "For trying to harm citizens of the Canq Kingdom I am hereby placing you under arrest by order of law-" She never got to finish as the soldier tried to duck away from Dorothy and attack, receiving a bullet to the head for his efforts. Sally stared disapprovingly at Dorothy, but the girl merely shrugged and flipped her hair over her shoulder.
"It was self defence. Besides, I told him not to move." Sally sighed yet again, shaking her head in annoyance.
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Quatra once again dodged a fist aimed for his head, running out of room to back up. "Please! I don't want to hurt you, but I will if I have to." He stated, trying once again to end this peacefully.
His opponent laughed, going in for a punch to the gut, but once again missed. "As if you could, you runt." Quatra shook his head sadly and blocked the mans next assault.
"Very well, but I did warn you." The smirk on the mans face was immediately gone when Quatra sidestepped him and grabbed his arm, throwing him into the wall he had previously backed the pilot into. Angered, he tried to swing at Quatra's face, but Quatra grabbed his wrist in both hands and twisted it sharply, breaking it with a sickening crack. The man screamed in pain, but despite his injury, tried to do a spin kick to the face. Quatra caught his leg by the ankle and flipped the man onto his back, stepping down onto his neck and cutting of his airflow. Sadly he let up on the pressure a bit and once more asked the man to give in. When all he got was a strangled no, he sighed and with a heavy heart, shifted all his weight onto the mans neck until he stopped struggling.
"Poor fool." He whispered, turning away.
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Haruka blocked the mans fist in mid swing and brought her knee up to her chest, bracing her foot against his abdomen and thrusting him backwards. Doing a half spin, she did a face kick and then dropped to the floor, sweeping her leg out under him and tripping him. As soon as he was down she was on him, drawing the blade he had sheathed in the waist of his uniform and placing the blade in a place that was best not mentioned.
"If you want to keep these, then I suggest you leave now." She growled, making sure he got her 'point'. The man turned panicked eyes towards the door, where Mamoru stood blocking the way, then desperately tried to throw her off of him. Swearing loudly, Haruka slammed the palm of her hand flat into his nose, breaking it, then punched him hard enough to knock him out.
Getting up, she spit on the soldier in disgust and kicked his side. "No one tries to hurt koneko and gets away with it." She vowed.
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"Two against one? This shall prove to be the easiest fight I've ever had." Wufei smirked, bringing forth his katana. "As well as the shortest." He smirked as both soldiers charged at once, angry and vengeful. The first to near him missed his opportunity to attack as Wufei spun gracefully out of the way, pivoting on one foot and planting the other shoulder width apart as he let the second soldier advance and thrust his katana into his abdomen. The soldier clutched at the sword as he stared at Wufei with wide eyes, who stared right back. "There is no honour in what you fight for, and so you are not spared the mercy of a swift death." He growled, sliding the stained blade out of the soldiers gut and kicking him to the floor.
Without a second to spare, he dodged left as the first man charged from behind, pivoting on his left foot and completing a backwards kick to his shoulder blades. The man pitched forward and slammed into the floor on his stomach, winded and coughing. Wufei clutched his hair in a strong fist and pulled his head up, placing his katana at the base of his throat. "You also have no honour," he growled, "and so you will join your friend." Letting go of his head, Wufei flipped him onto his back and viciously impaled his katana into the soldiers flesh, just below his ribcage, ignoring the scream that came forth, and twisted it to the side. The man passed out from the pain, and Wufei grimly removed his weapon, wiping it clean on the soldiers shirt before standing and glaring down at the two.
"Weak. You would never have survived in the world you were fighting for being that weak." He murmured.
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Mamoru's hand shook violently, his finger tapping against the trigger as his gun stayed trained on Heero.. and his precious angel. Usagi was clutching Heero's shirt in a death grip, afraid for him as she watched Mamoru through blurry eyes. A part of her shouted for her to do something, anything, but her mind was frozen with her fear. Maybe..Maybe she could reason with him. Maybe she could get him to back down.
"Mamo..Mamoru, please. Please stop this." Fresh tears streaked down her face as she glanced around the room, seeing all of her friends locked in battle, savagely fighting for survival. All of this death, all of this pain needed to stop.
"It will all end Usako, I promise. Just step out of my way." He replied calmly. A loud sob escaped Usagi's throat as she trembled and turned to hide her face in Heero's chest, who in turn held her closer and placed his chin on her head, eyes locked on Mamoru's. "If you will not move willingly, then I'll remove you by force!" Mamoru shouted, tossing his gun to the floor and striding swiftly towards them. Heero flung Usagi out of the way, causing her to fall to the floor, and him and Mamoru were immediately engaged in battle. She watched as they fought, equally matched in skill and strength, until their battle had outlasted those of the others. All eyes in the room were on the two men as neither gave ground, until Mamoru faked a kick and landed a blow to the face, knocking Heero back. This one moment was all he needed to grab a short dagger from the belt of his uniform and press it against Heero's throat.
"Goodbye, Wing Zero." He growled. Before anyone could even blink, a loud shot rang out in the room and Mamoru sank to his knees, clutching his stomach. The bullet had gone right through him. Coughing up blood, he turned slightly to look at who had shot him, and the sight that met him made tears come to his eyes.
Usagi stood stiffly, Mamoru's discarded gun in her outstretched hands and a horrified look on her face. Once again, time seemed to freeze as the two stared at each other. A glimmer of understanding entered Mamoru's eyes as he read Usagi's soul, bared to him in every conceivable way, and then it all made sense. Now he understood.
*Flashback*
Usagi let out a sob and tried to turn away, but he forced her to stay looking up at him. *Yes, so pretty when you cry.* He thought, smiling and bending is head to place a small butterfly kiss on her damp cheek. "Don't worry, it won't be the hardest thing you've ever watched." She whispered something he didn't quite catch, so he pulled away and placed his hands back at her waist, staring at her. "What?"
She swallowed and looked down at her hands, which rested on his chest. "I said.I watched you change." She whispered. He stared down at her, confused. What did she mean by that?
*End Flashback*
She had meant exactly what she had said, and now he understood. He coughed again, blood trickling down his chin, and watched in surprise as more tears slid from Usagi's eyes. She still cried..And this time she was crying for him. His heart seemed to swell with his love for her, and before he could be dragged back into the darkness further, he smiled gently at his Usako.. His angel, and fell to the floor with a thud.
Usagi dropped the gun to the floor and stared at her hands in terror. "What have I done?" She whispered brokenly, sinking to the floor. Instantly, Heero was at her side, holding her and whispering comforting things into her ear as he ran his fingers through her hair.
"It'll be ok, Usa. You'll see."
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