Hiyas! I know I promised two chapters yesterday but a family emergency came
up . So I'm writing tonight and tomorrow morning AND evening. I have all
day tomorrow and first thing on Tuesday, my bet is due. I need your help
all! Almost there! 19 left! I hope you like this chapter.. Hopefully it'll
be long.
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~~~~~Trowa P.O.V~~~~~
It was dark.
I couldn't see an inch in front of my face. Just pitch black.
But I felt ok. If you call bumped and bruised ok.
Luckily, I had recovered enough from my previous plight to endure everything.
All my cuts were gone and healed, but I knew I'd have scars. But they wouldn't be visible as long as I was clothed.
There was a painful pounding on my head however, from which reminded me vaguely of being knocked out by an OZ official.
It might have even worsened the fracture that was healing in my skull.
It hurt to breath, due to the four broken ribs that were healing quite well. My arm and leg still laid in a cast, and would take a while more before they were to be taken off.
I had just recovered from death, without memory loss, thank god, and now I was captured.
Great.
All I could do was lay there.. :ay and Lay.. I couldn't see, walk… Hrmph.
And then the door cracked open.
I tensed, awaiting to see whom would enter.
The light flipped on.
A figure about my height stood there, dressed in an OZ uniform of a lieutenant. A cap rested upon their head, shifted so it covered their eyes.
As the person walked over to me, leaving the door open, they lifted their head up and pressed a finger to their grinning lips.
The girl.
She smirked and kneeled next to me and started to whisper, "I'm not going to hurt you. Look. Zech's has withdrawn from OZ. I went with him. Your friends came and took Duo away. I'm supposedly here to capture you, but in reality, I'm going to set you free."
I watched with a widened expression, but still kept my calm exterior. She continued.
"I can't let you go here and now. It's going to take awhile. Don't think I'm on your side however." She gave a soft laugh, "I side with my father. However, I'm doing this for Duo. As a favor for what he's done for me. Can you walk?"
I nodded mumbling, "If I am supported."
She nodded and shifted her hands under the crooks of my arms and slowly began to lift me up, tossing my good arm around her shoulders.
She began to speak again.
"WF soldiers are waiting to take you outside. I won't allow them to hurt you. Don't worry. It might take awhile to get you back to your friends. And I won't pry. I'm not like those interrogation freaks."
We slowly began to make our way through the darkened hallway. Everything was silent.
"Nighttime?" I inquired softly. "Yeah."
We continued to seep down the hall, but it took an awful lot of effort. Especially when we had to go up the stairs.
No OZ soldiers yet.
Only when I passed two crumpled forms on the ground did I realize she had disposed of all difficulties before rescuing me.
If you call this rescuing.
We were soon outside within the brilliance of the moon. I hadn't been outside in a while. We slowly made out way across the fence, where I noticed the large circle cut in the chain link netting.
She shoved me through first, and I landed sprawled upon the ground, face first in the mud. I heard a faint "Sorry." From the girl and then rapidly approaching footsteps.
Two sets of rough hands grasped me and hauled me up, dragging me through the bushes. Two men in uniforms. The girl shouted from behind, "I'm commander in this mission. Softer! Be easy."
They slowed their pace.
I was shoved into the back of a truck, without being bound.. I couldn't run even if I wanted to. The rough shoving caused me even more difficulty to breathe as well.
It didn't take long for us to arrive at a large foundation and for me to be dragged and shoved into a room. Oddly enough, it was a regular trainee room, with a cot and bathroom. I did however notice it was made of thick steel with no windows.
The girl stayed behind and helped me lay down in bed. She grinned, "I'm Sarah. I take it your Trowa Barton?"
I just nodded.
She removed her hat, allowing her braided hair to fall down to her rear end. Her deep golden eyes gleamed as she kneeled beside the bed and rested her arms on it, "Tired?"
I nodded again, curious. Yes, curious.
This girl was odd, too friendly. That braid… Personality.. Reminded me of Duo. And now she's going to help me escape?
Peculiar.
"Don't talk much do you? That's a good thing for when they want something out of you. But don't worry. I'm not gunna let them beatcha up. Even though they want to. I'll take care of all questioning and just lie."
"Your room is monitored at all times.. There is a meal twice a day. And yes, you get fed what we all get fed. Oh and yeah!" She rushed off to the bathroom and returned with a set of clothes.
"I bet your tired of that hospital gown huh? Besides, it show's your rear." She giggled and grinned. "But.. By the looks of it, you can't dress yourself. Want me to call a guard or someone?"
"I'll manage." I replied, though didn't know how.
"Here. I'll help. And if your embarrassed or anything, juz get under the covers and slide the gown up. I'll remove it and slide the shirt on. After the shirt, stick your feet out and I'll place the underwear over them and you can pull them up.. Same with the shorts."
I blinked, "….."
Sarah laughed, "Yes or no? I think it's a pretty good plan.. Oooorrr… You could dress over the gown and slide it out of the clothes.. But that would be more difficult."
I just stared before accepting the help I knew I'd need.
We did exactly what she had planned, and I was surprised how fast it went by. I was dressed in loose khaki shorts and a short sleeved black shirt. Mostly due to my broken leg and arm.
"You hungry?"
Only then did I realize how famished I was once she asked that question. I nodded.
"I'll be back then!" And she rushed off, latching the door behind her.. Leaving me to my thoughts.
So the others had found Duo. I guess my dreams were right. And now I was in WF? Whatever that was.. Zech's new corporation.
And stuck with a girl… Just like Duo in every possible way.. That's trying to help me in every possible way. And then free me.
Everything is strange. To strange.
The others must have found out I was missing by now. I wonder what they are doing..
My thoughts were cut short as she re-entered. I noticed she was now dressed in mechanic clothes and a pin that portrayed her as an extremely low rank.
She carried a tray donned with a bowl of beef stew, bread and a glass of iced water. She smiled, "Well you have your right arm. So I assume that you can eat well enough alone. I have to report to….umm…work… If you call cleaning materials and motors work." I noticed her shudder.
"Stupid Zech's had to go and demote me for housing a pilot." She mumbled before turning to me. "Well since all your friends know my story, you should know it to. I'm Zech's daughter."
I was surprised at that, and she noticed too, giggling, "I get that a lot nowadays. Ok. I go by Sarah Greenwich but I'm really Sarah Peacecraft… Okies… I'm adopted though! I used to be a lieutenant, but got demoted for saving your friends and housing Duo." She winked before continuing,
"I'm currently a cleaner/gundam pilot. Yeah yeah.. OZ and WF have gundams. But only me, Zech's and Treize own them. Tallgeese, Sacrimyst and whatever Trieze's is called. You know Tallgeese. Sacrimyst is mine."
"Confused huh?" She stared at me, before letting out a laugh.
"What?" I asked with a squeak to my voice. I was VERY confused and surprised. Odd for me.
"You look so cute with that one little wide-eyed jade eye of your peeking out and the other covered by muddy, dirty, gravity defying bangs of yours. You must go through a lot of gel!"
She winked and stood, stretching, "Gotta go to work. I'll be back tonight to check on you." And she left.
As I started to consume what food I had, I thought slowly with each chew. Why? Was the main question.
Why was someone so good… Such friends with Duo and the others, or enough to save them and me, doing with an evil corporation led by Zech's? Even if he IS her father.
Why?
~~~~~~~~~~TBC
I hope you liked! I'll write more soon! Promise! Please review! I need em bad! And quick too! Thank you sooooo much! Buh bais!
DISCLAIMER: (sniffles)
~~~~~Trowa P.O.V~~~~~
It was dark.
I couldn't see an inch in front of my face. Just pitch black.
But I felt ok. If you call bumped and bruised ok.
Luckily, I had recovered enough from my previous plight to endure everything.
All my cuts were gone and healed, but I knew I'd have scars. But they wouldn't be visible as long as I was clothed.
There was a painful pounding on my head however, from which reminded me vaguely of being knocked out by an OZ official.
It might have even worsened the fracture that was healing in my skull.
It hurt to breath, due to the four broken ribs that were healing quite well. My arm and leg still laid in a cast, and would take a while more before they were to be taken off.
I had just recovered from death, without memory loss, thank god, and now I was captured.
Great.
All I could do was lay there.. :ay and Lay.. I couldn't see, walk… Hrmph.
And then the door cracked open.
I tensed, awaiting to see whom would enter.
The light flipped on.
A figure about my height stood there, dressed in an OZ uniform of a lieutenant. A cap rested upon their head, shifted so it covered their eyes.
As the person walked over to me, leaving the door open, they lifted their head up and pressed a finger to their grinning lips.
The girl.
She smirked and kneeled next to me and started to whisper, "I'm not going to hurt you. Look. Zech's has withdrawn from OZ. I went with him. Your friends came and took Duo away. I'm supposedly here to capture you, but in reality, I'm going to set you free."
I watched with a widened expression, but still kept my calm exterior. She continued.
"I can't let you go here and now. It's going to take awhile. Don't think I'm on your side however." She gave a soft laugh, "I side with my father. However, I'm doing this for Duo. As a favor for what he's done for me. Can you walk?"
I nodded mumbling, "If I am supported."
She nodded and shifted her hands under the crooks of my arms and slowly began to lift me up, tossing my good arm around her shoulders.
She began to speak again.
"WF soldiers are waiting to take you outside. I won't allow them to hurt you. Don't worry. It might take awhile to get you back to your friends. And I won't pry. I'm not like those interrogation freaks."
We slowly began to make our way through the darkened hallway. Everything was silent.
"Nighttime?" I inquired softly. "Yeah."
We continued to seep down the hall, but it took an awful lot of effort. Especially when we had to go up the stairs.
No OZ soldiers yet.
Only when I passed two crumpled forms on the ground did I realize she had disposed of all difficulties before rescuing me.
If you call this rescuing.
We were soon outside within the brilliance of the moon. I hadn't been outside in a while. We slowly made out way across the fence, where I noticed the large circle cut in the chain link netting.
She shoved me through first, and I landed sprawled upon the ground, face first in the mud. I heard a faint "Sorry." From the girl and then rapidly approaching footsteps.
Two sets of rough hands grasped me and hauled me up, dragging me through the bushes. Two men in uniforms. The girl shouted from behind, "I'm commander in this mission. Softer! Be easy."
They slowed their pace.
I was shoved into the back of a truck, without being bound.. I couldn't run even if I wanted to. The rough shoving caused me even more difficulty to breathe as well.
It didn't take long for us to arrive at a large foundation and for me to be dragged and shoved into a room. Oddly enough, it was a regular trainee room, with a cot and bathroom. I did however notice it was made of thick steel with no windows.
The girl stayed behind and helped me lay down in bed. She grinned, "I'm Sarah. I take it your Trowa Barton?"
I just nodded.
She removed her hat, allowing her braided hair to fall down to her rear end. Her deep golden eyes gleamed as she kneeled beside the bed and rested her arms on it, "Tired?"
I nodded again, curious. Yes, curious.
This girl was odd, too friendly. That braid… Personality.. Reminded me of Duo. And now she's going to help me escape?
Peculiar.
"Don't talk much do you? That's a good thing for when they want something out of you. But don't worry. I'm not gunna let them beatcha up. Even though they want to. I'll take care of all questioning and just lie."
"Your room is monitored at all times.. There is a meal twice a day. And yes, you get fed what we all get fed. Oh and yeah!" She rushed off to the bathroom and returned with a set of clothes.
"I bet your tired of that hospital gown huh? Besides, it show's your rear." She giggled and grinned. "But.. By the looks of it, you can't dress yourself. Want me to call a guard or someone?"
"I'll manage." I replied, though didn't know how.
"Here. I'll help. And if your embarrassed or anything, juz get under the covers and slide the gown up. I'll remove it and slide the shirt on. After the shirt, stick your feet out and I'll place the underwear over them and you can pull them up.. Same with the shorts."
I blinked, "….."
Sarah laughed, "Yes or no? I think it's a pretty good plan.. Oooorrr… You could dress over the gown and slide it out of the clothes.. But that would be more difficult."
I just stared before accepting the help I knew I'd need.
We did exactly what she had planned, and I was surprised how fast it went by. I was dressed in loose khaki shorts and a short sleeved black shirt. Mostly due to my broken leg and arm.
"You hungry?"
Only then did I realize how famished I was once she asked that question. I nodded.
"I'll be back then!" And she rushed off, latching the door behind her.. Leaving me to my thoughts.
So the others had found Duo. I guess my dreams were right. And now I was in WF? Whatever that was.. Zech's new corporation.
And stuck with a girl… Just like Duo in every possible way.. That's trying to help me in every possible way. And then free me.
Everything is strange. To strange.
The others must have found out I was missing by now. I wonder what they are doing..
My thoughts were cut short as she re-entered. I noticed she was now dressed in mechanic clothes and a pin that portrayed her as an extremely low rank.
She carried a tray donned with a bowl of beef stew, bread and a glass of iced water. She smiled, "Well you have your right arm. So I assume that you can eat well enough alone. I have to report to….umm…work… If you call cleaning materials and motors work." I noticed her shudder.
"Stupid Zech's had to go and demote me for housing a pilot." She mumbled before turning to me. "Well since all your friends know my story, you should know it to. I'm Zech's daughter."
I was surprised at that, and she noticed too, giggling, "I get that a lot nowadays. Ok. I go by Sarah Greenwich but I'm really Sarah Peacecraft… Okies… I'm adopted though! I used to be a lieutenant, but got demoted for saving your friends and housing Duo." She winked before continuing,
"I'm currently a cleaner/gundam pilot. Yeah yeah.. OZ and WF have gundams. But only me, Zech's and Treize own them. Tallgeese, Sacrimyst and whatever Trieze's is called. You know Tallgeese. Sacrimyst is mine."
"Confused huh?" She stared at me, before letting out a laugh.
"What?" I asked with a squeak to my voice. I was VERY confused and surprised. Odd for me.
"You look so cute with that one little wide-eyed jade eye of your peeking out and the other covered by muddy, dirty, gravity defying bangs of yours. You must go through a lot of gel!"
She winked and stood, stretching, "Gotta go to work. I'll be back tonight to check on you." And she left.
As I started to consume what food I had, I thought slowly with each chew. Why? Was the main question.
Why was someone so good… Such friends with Duo and the others, or enough to save them and me, doing with an evil corporation led by Zech's? Even if he IS her father.
Why?
~~~~~~~~~~TBC
I hope you liked! I'll write more soon! Promise! Please review! I need em bad! And quick too! Thank you sooooo much! Buh bais!