Chapter 7

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I swear I must have made record time rebuilding that gundam. They're a whole lot harder to design then they are to fix. So now she sat back and watched Duo and Heero duke it out at the base. It got sort of tense when they stood there aiming the buster rifle and arm shield at each other. Then Pilot 01 altered his aim and shot a leo preparing to shoot the Deathsythe. Heero laughed and claimed he had paid sufficiently for the parts before taking off. Duo watched him fly away threatening retribution. She could tell they were going to be the best of friends, or rivals at least.

It was funny, she had to admit, what heero did. She would have had to kill him if he had destroyed the deathsythe, actually then he couldn't pilot. She wouldn't kill him, she'd just beat him within an inch of his life. However what he had done was to say the least, horrendously amusing. So she decided to give him a break and sent through orders for him to transfer. That Dorlin girl was getting way to close to him. During Pilot 02's original attempt to surface Wing she had almost seen it, she also knew the faces of two of the pilots and had the oddest heroin fascination with heero. Whom she had taken to the military hospital where he was imprisoned. Seeing as that their mission and existence were supposed to be secret which by nature meant few people knowing the truth about, she was a danger to the entire operation.

Friday night, she should go out somewhere, treat herself to a break. Somewhere fun in town or something. A club perhaps? After dinner. She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV while she ripped open a box of Ramen. I've upgraded finally! The new pot was set on the burners as she hunted for chopsticks to stir it with.

"…insiter Dorlin and other colony officials assassinated on colony…"

She spun towards the screen. Assassinated? She stared in horror as the broadcast played back the explosion of the conference room exploding. When? When did that happen?

"…moments after the foreign minister arrived, his daughter Relena is alive and back home at this moment. Miss Relena what do you think this means? Miss Relena?"

The camera's turned away as tall cast iron gates closed behind the pink limo. Pink eww. She hadn't found out about this until now? And it had happened a good seven hours ago! This was unheard of! She should have known immediately but…but… But I was too preoccupied with fixing the gundams, the irregular 'excessive damage' done to the gundams. Now that Foreign minister Dorlin is gone she's no longer expendable. Especially now that she probably knows, Dorlin always claimed that he would tell her before he died…although he probably didn't expect to go so soon…

Relena Dorlin also had to be protected now, from numerous things including Heero, who had threatened to kill her. It was unlikely, but still a possibility. Just what I need another charge to baby-sit. They were both at the school now, she should… check on them. An e-mail from a friend.

On the colonies while she was working with the doctors she had looked up other 'helpers' and 'aides' that were in positions similar to hers. In other words other spies. She had joined the League of the Shadows, a simple spy group that helped each other out so to speak. They also aided each other with the work so that they all got good reports. The doctors had no idea of the League, but she thrived with it. In fact if she remembered correctly there was a League hangout somewhere around the city, a café or dance club or something where she could go after setting everything to rights here.

Her friend was one such spy, intelligence working for OZ. Carriers were headed to assassinate Relena. She deleted the message with out a thought, all things considered Heero would rise to fight them regardless of their objectives. It wasn't necessary to order him to protect the girl, he would do that as a favor probably, she did take him to the hospital and the boy had this incredibly amusing sense of debts. Almost as severe as Relena's brother's sense of honor. Completely irregular and beyond sanity.

She did a quick routine check on the other pilots. Quatre and Trowa were currently at the same place. Odd. She checked up on their tracing chips. Unbeknownst to them but beknownst to her she had secretly implanted traces inside them during her visits to upgrade their gundams before the operation had started. They were under the influence of heavy sedatives at the time drugged out of their minds though so they had no clue. The method, a really sharp knife and skin tape to keep the wound closed during a week of intense practice simulations, she had used left little to no scar. The entire chip itself was overlaid with a smooth shell-like cup made of real bone to fool x rays! Was fitted directly over one of the spine's lumps to keep it inconspicuous. The implant was just under the skin protruding just a tiny bit more than the other spine lumps.

She replayed the cameras and watched the two pilots fight and then make peace with each other before finally returning to one of Quatre's many mansions to recuperate after the battle. She hacked into the security camera's that practically coated the mansion. The Winner heir was practicing on his favorite violin, brought with him from the colonies. It was a piece she didn't recognize. Trowa was watching from the edge of the room. In a sudden turn of events the taller boy walked over to the instrument cabinet and removed a flute before joining in on the piece. Since when does he play a flute?

Wufei was meditating again. Boring boy is his new nickname.

She searched out the addresses of the local League hangouts. There were two actually, a café and a night club. Right on both accounts! It wasn't a café time of day so she changed into black pants and a black shirt with silver sparkle before grabbing a black leather coat. The uniform of the shadow at night was all black during the day it was jeans. The League never wore short sleeved shirts, it was part of the initiation to cut off your sleeves. The other part was to hack into McDonallds database and get free food for a monster party that commenced with the arrival of the food. She had topped the McDonallds and also ordered from several higher catering companies Fast food is great but nothing tops gourmet ketchup.

She rode the hoverbord to the edge of the city from where she took a bus to Midnight Enticement. What were they thinking when they named the place?