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Doctor S didn't flinch, only holding the gun steady to her head.
"Why was Trowa questioning you." he asked in a demand tone, similar to Trowa's, only more direct.
"He thinks I'm a bad magician." she said bluntly and cocky.
"Ace."
"Sorry, sorry." she apologized. "Got the stuff I need?"
The man only opened his coat with his free hand a pulled out a disk and handed it to Ace, her sliding it into her pocket.
"G over the info on that disk." he ordered, still not moving the gun. He pulled out a rolled up paper, blue prints to something and too handed them to the crazed magician. "This will be delievered at cargo bay 4792 at 0 one hundred hours."
"Can't you just say midnight like normal people?" she asked, smirking at she took the roll and slid it into her tuxedo jacket, the paper seeming to disappear.
He smirked and fired the gun, but it never hit the girl. She was gone another allusion. But where the bullet hit, and unside down card was pinned to the wall, a hole in the center from the shot. He walked over and grabbed it, turning it to see. The Ace of Hearts.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ace walked into her trailer at last and threw off her tuxedo jacket and unbuttoned the shirt. Her trailer was a mess, mainly a small kitchen, couch, small desk and matress in the corner. Candy wrappers and Orange soda bottles litered the place, posters of the gundams were on her walls. On her desk was a small lap top which she sat at.
From her seat, she put a frozen burrito in the microwave and reached into her pocket, pulling out the disk from before and popped it into the computer. As the computer de fragmented the disk and began to read it, the macrowave went off. Ace pulled it out of the burrido with one hand and shoved it into her mouth.
The file came up and she studied the details. Models of the new editions of mobile dolls and suits flashed on the screen. Better armor, weaponary and cloaking devises. Ace spun out her hand and the roll of blueprints appeared. and She opened it.
A gundam.
It wasn't just any gundam but, the most up-to-date model. The doctor, especially S, had conjoined the powered of the Heavyarms Custom and the final Wing Zero model. With the conjoined power of the two gundams' armor and the new up-to-date strength, her gundam would be better than those of Merimai.
Not that the former gundams weren't being worked on and updated as well, only a few of the the previous gundam pilots wouldn't be joining in the fight like her.
Quatre, for example, had settled down after a few years and had four children, twin daughters and two sons. He was a family man now so war was a wel wanted forgotten memory.
WuFei planned to spend five years originally, training in a monestary, mostly in confinment. He gave up and announced his engagment to Sally Po soon after and the two were currently on their honeymoon. He wouldn't be fighting either.
Doctor S was supposed to tell Trowa the news. Maybe that's why he was angry with Ace. Actually that was him in a good yet concerned mood. They both knew if Trowa were ordered to run through town dressed an orange in some strange way to defeat a threat, he would.
Trowa had only been helping around the circus, for it was the only life he knew. He was wife and childless. All he had was a sister who he barely knew, even though the two had grown close in the last two years.
A new model of Heavyarms was ready for him, ready for a new name if chosen, same colors at the last. It's armor was stronger though lighter. All systems updated.
Duo had moved back to L2 and rebuilt the Maxwell Church through charity work. He's gotten sick of the junkyard and sold it, using much of the money for the church. He helped around the Church once in a while and made a small memory shrine to the nun who raised him.
He actually went to the doctors asking why another war hadn't come to free him from his boredom. The doctors then revealed to him this new threat from an unknown source. He helped customize and update the Death Scythe Hell Custom to what he'd named after himself, The God of Death.
Heero disappeared for the first year without war. He arrived on Doctor J's doorstep, telling the man he couldn't get war out of his mind. The cybornetic man took him in and helped him train. When the new threat came on the seen Heero stayed and helped with the new designs for the gundams. Heero had held a secret though.
The year of Heero's disappearance was the year Ace met him. He'd found her starving and crying in an alley on Earth, the rain pouring down on her. When he'd tried to get close, she attacked.
After a massive back alley battle, Heero came out the victor. He'd gone easy on her, not wanted to kill anyone else. He managed to knock her out, not seriously hurting her other than a few bruises.
Heero didn't look to her and her potential as a possible friend, nor did he have any attraction to her. Simply, he saw her as a daughter.
His sins and the blood on his hands had gone so deep he knew he had felt as though he needed to give life to someone, Ace was just the first person he ran into.
She had no memory of her past and all she knew was she'd been living on the streets for two weeks. She was fifteen now, rescued at fourteen.
Heero bought a small apartment for them, making her work for her stay, a way of conditioning. He made her wake up a four thirty every morning and run up and down the fire escape on the side of the building until he told her to stop. He would force her to do this with weights on, putting heavier ones on everytime she got used to the weight. He soon made her carry him on her back.
He'd give her a banana or a shake for breakfast before training her in stealth and fighting abilities. He soon learned of her passion for magic. She'd shown him a few impossible tricks and when asking her about it, she said all she could remember from her passed was the magic. Everytime she dealt him a card it was the ace of hearts. So he named her Ace.
After martial arts training, she would go with him to a gun rang and learn aim, accuracy and timing. While they'd eat take-out or pizza for dinner, they'd review battles from Alexander the Great and Caeser and even past gundam fights. She was to learn weaknesses and was often quized.
He also taught her how to work with numbers, using cards as an example and she used this skills for hacking. The only difference between the two, was Ace actually had somewhat of a personality.
A common game was played. They'd chose a highly guarded museum and Ace would sneek in and steal the most prized exhibit. After a few days of panic of the where abouts of the possesion, an employee would open up the next day to find the ehibit unharmed and in it's place, as though nothing had occured.
Soon Heero went to Doctor J and told Ace to sneek in an secretly stay with them. At night time when Heero would get back to their room where she slept on the floor, they'd go over the plans and designs of the new gundams.
When the plans were finalized, Heero introduced the doctors to Ace and explained her genius. Without her knowing, Heero mentioned WuFei's engagement and Quatre's growing family, his wife just discovering her pregnancing with their fourth child.
The doctors asked him for a suggestion and he suggested Ace, even blowing her out of the water. They trained her in gundam battle, though not much was needed. Heero and Ace decided to go back to the holographical systems apposed to the cockpit fighting.
A cockpit was still existed, but only for a case in emergency. Then Heero's favorite toy still existed, the self destruct button.
Ace smiled with pride at her gundam, though she hadn't named it the Ace of Hearts after herself. She named it the Joker.
The Joker held a long, heat up, Chinese chain whip, a beam blade on the end. Machine guns were in the chest like on the Heavyarms but that was about it.
The suit itself wore black armor much like that of the Deathscyth Hell's Custom, minus the witch shoes as Ace dubbed them. On the white legs and arms, she'd painted poker cards, and her gundam also had wings. The wings were large rectangular plates she'd too painted like poker cards.
She rolled back up the blueprints and looked back at her computer and took out the disk, returning it too her pocket. It was eleven forty-five.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"So you want me to pilot it?" Trowa asked, left hand extended, gun against Doctor S's forhead.
"If you believe you can still fight." The doctor's hand too extended, gun firmly against Trowa's forehead. Neither blinked at the weapons.
"Will it too be called Heavyarms or may I chose a new name?" Trowa asked, still monotone.
"Name it what you will." the doctor told him.
Trowa blinked, a slight hesistation. "I'll give you the name at a later date."
The doctor nodded. The two removed the guns and put them away. They saluted and the doctor walked away. Trowa stood there for a moment and decided not to go into the trailer yet. He managed to see Ace sneek out of her trailer, wearing her full tux still, just no gloves or coat.
He had learned of her strange history and understood how she could feel about her amnesia. He made sure she was a descent distance away before following her.
He followed her to the docking bays and to the cargo bays. Soon, they arrived at cargo bay 4792, or at least the door where Ace stopped. She turned her head to the side and looked at Trowa.
"You might as well come out." she smirked.
Trowa walked forward and stopped next to her. He looked at her with is soldier stare and she bobbed her head abit, smirking still
"Wanna see the Joker?" she asked.
Trowa rocked a little, cocking only a brow, the only sign of emotion and Ace nodded, smirking again. She opened the door.
They were hit with a burst of wind as they watched the gundam land. It finished, Ace smiling and Trowa just staring as his strange bangs whipped around his face and the suit landed.
Ace looked at him and smirked.
"You like?" she asked.
He looked at her again, expressionless though she knew what was on his mind. He might've well said "Impressive kid."
She smiled, letting him know she got the mental message and walked into the hanger and stopped about ten yards away.
"You coming or what?"
Trowa follwed and looked up at her suit.
"Don't feel left out." Ace smirked and he looked back at her for a second. She pointed to the right and Trowa's ears went back a little. His new gundam.
"Welcome to the circus." was all he said, still monotone and expressionless.
Ace smiled happy with her new alliance.
Doctor S didn't flinch, only holding the gun steady to her head.
"Why was Trowa questioning you." he asked in a demand tone, similar to Trowa's, only more direct.
"He thinks I'm a bad magician." she said bluntly and cocky.
"Ace."
"Sorry, sorry." she apologized. "Got the stuff I need?"
The man only opened his coat with his free hand a pulled out a disk and handed it to Ace, her sliding it into her pocket.
"G over the info on that disk." he ordered, still not moving the gun. He pulled out a rolled up paper, blue prints to something and too handed them to the crazed magician. "This will be delievered at cargo bay 4792 at 0 one hundred hours."
"Can't you just say midnight like normal people?" she asked, smirking at she took the roll and slid it into her tuxedo jacket, the paper seeming to disappear.
He smirked and fired the gun, but it never hit the girl. She was gone another allusion. But where the bullet hit, and unside down card was pinned to the wall, a hole in the center from the shot. He walked over and grabbed it, turning it to see. The Ace of Hearts.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ace walked into her trailer at last and threw off her tuxedo jacket and unbuttoned the shirt. Her trailer was a mess, mainly a small kitchen, couch, small desk and matress in the corner. Candy wrappers and Orange soda bottles litered the place, posters of the gundams were on her walls. On her desk was a small lap top which she sat at.
From her seat, she put a frozen burrito in the microwave and reached into her pocket, pulling out the disk from before and popped it into the computer. As the computer de fragmented the disk and began to read it, the macrowave went off. Ace pulled it out of the burrido with one hand and shoved it into her mouth.
The file came up and she studied the details. Models of the new editions of mobile dolls and suits flashed on the screen. Better armor, weaponary and cloaking devises. Ace spun out her hand and the roll of blueprints appeared. and She opened it.
A gundam.
It wasn't just any gundam but, the most up-to-date model. The doctor, especially S, had conjoined the powered of the Heavyarms Custom and the final Wing Zero model. With the conjoined power of the two gundams' armor and the new up-to-date strength, her gundam would be better than those of Merimai.
Not that the former gundams weren't being worked on and updated as well, only a few of the the previous gundam pilots wouldn't be joining in the fight like her.
Quatre, for example, had settled down after a few years and had four children, twin daughters and two sons. He was a family man now so war was a wel wanted forgotten memory.
WuFei planned to spend five years originally, training in a monestary, mostly in confinment. He gave up and announced his engagment to Sally Po soon after and the two were currently on their honeymoon. He wouldn't be fighting either.
Doctor S was supposed to tell Trowa the news. Maybe that's why he was angry with Ace. Actually that was him in a good yet concerned mood. They both knew if Trowa were ordered to run through town dressed an orange in some strange way to defeat a threat, he would.
Trowa had only been helping around the circus, for it was the only life he knew. He was wife and childless. All he had was a sister who he barely knew, even though the two had grown close in the last two years.
A new model of Heavyarms was ready for him, ready for a new name if chosen, same colors at the last. It's armor was stronger though lighter. All systems updated.
Duo had moved back to L2 and rebuilt the Maxwell Church through charity work. He's gotten sick of the junkyard and sold it, using much of the money for the church. He helped around the Church once in a while and made a small memory shrine to the nun who raised him.
He actually went to the doctors asking why another war hadn't come to free him from his boredom. The doctors then revealed to him this new threat from an unknown source. He helped customize and update the Death Scythe Hell Custom to what he'd named after himself, The God of Death.
Heero disappeared for the first year without war. He arrived on Doctor J's doorstep, telling the man he couldn't get war out of his mind. The cybornetic man took him in and helped him train. When the new threat came on the seen Heero stayed and helped with the new designs for the gundams. Heero had held a secret though.
The year of Heero's disappearance was the year Ace met him. He'd found her starving and crying in an alley on Earth, the rain pouring down on her. When he'd tried to get close, she attacked.
After a massive back alley battle, Heero came out the victor. He'd gone easy on her, not wanted to kill anyone else. He managed to knock her out, not seriously hurting her other than a few bruises.
Heero didn't look to her and her potential as a possible friend, nor did he have any attraction to her. Simply, he saw her as a daughter.
His sins and the blood on his hands had gone so deep he knew he had felt as though he needed to give life to someone, Ace was just the first person he ran into.
She had no memory of her past and all she knew was she'd been living on the streets for two weeks. She was fifteen now, rescued at fourteen.
Heero bought a small apartment for them, making her work for her stay, a way of conditioning. He made her wake up a four thirty every morning and run up and down the fire escape on the side of the building until he told her to stop. He would force her to do this with weights on, putting heavier ones on everytime she got used to the weight. He soon made her carry him on her back.
He'd give her a banana or a shake for breakfast before training her in stealth and fighting abilities. He soon learned of her passion for magic. She'd shown him a few impossible tricks and when asking her about it, she said all she could remember from her passed was the magic. Everytime she dealt him a card it was the ace of hearts. So he named her Ace.
After martial arts training, she would go with him to a gun rang and learn aim, accuracy and timing. While they'd eat take-out or pizza for dinner, they'd review battles from Alexander the Great and Caeser and even past gundam fights. She was to learn weaknesses and was often quized.
He also taught her how to work with numbers, using cards as an example and she used this skills for hacking. The only difference between the two, was Ace actually had somewhat of a personality.
A common game was played. They'd chose a highly guarded museum and Ace would sneek in and steal the most prized exhibit. After a few days of panic of the where abouts of the possesion, an employee would open up the next day to find the ehibit unharmed and in it's place, as though nothing had occured.
Soon Heero went to Doctor J and told Ace to sneek in an secretly stay with them. At night time when Heero would get back to their room where she slept on the floor, they'd go over the plans and designs of the new gundams.
When the plans were finalized, Heero introduced the doctors to Ace and explained her genius. Without her knowing, Heero mentioned WuFei's engagement and Quatre's growing family, his wife just discovering her pregnancing with their fourth child.
The doctors asked him for a suggestion and he suggested Ace, even blowing her out of the water. They trained her in gundam battle, though not much was needed. Heero and Ace decided to go back to the holographical systems apposed to the cockpit fighting.
A cockpit was still existed, but only for a case in emergency. Then Heero's favorite toy still existed, the self destruct button.
Ace smiled with pride at her gundam, though she hadn't named it the Ace of Hearts after herself. She named it the Joker.
The Joker held a long, heat up, Chinese chain whip, a beam blade on the end. Machine guns were in the chest like on the Heavyarms but that was about it.
The suit itself wore black armor much like that of the Deathscyth Hell's Custom, minus the witch shoes as Ace dubbed them. On the white legs and arms, she'd painted poker cards, and her gundam also had wings. The wings were large rectangular plates she'd too painted like poker cards.
She rolled back up the blueprints and looked back at her computer and took out the disk, returning it too her pocket. It was eleven forty-five.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"So you want me to pilot it?" Trowa asked, left hand extended, gun against Doctor S's forhead.
"If you believe you can still fight." The doctor's hand too extended, gun firmly against Trowa's forehead. Neither blinked at the weapons.
"Will it too be called Heavyarms or may I chose a new name?" Trowa asked, still monotone.
"Name it what you will." the doctor told him.
Trowa blinked, a slight hesistation. "I'll give you the name at a later date."
The doctor nodded. The two removed the guns and put them away. They saluted and the doctor walked away. Trowa stood there for a moment and decided not to go into the trailer yet. He managed to see Ace sneek out of her trailer, wearing her full tux still, just no gloves or coat.
He had learned of her strange history and understood how she could feel about her amnesia. He made sure she was a descent distance away before following her.
He followed her to the docking bays and to the cargo bays. Soon, they arrived at cargo bay 4792, or at least the door where Ace stopped. She turned her head to the side and looked at Trowa.
"You might as well come out." she smirked.
Trowa walked forward and stopped next to her. He looked at her with is soldier stare and she bobbed her head abit, smirking still
"Wanna see the Joker?" she asked.
Trowa rocked a little, cocking only a brow, the only sign of emotion and Ace nodded, smirking again. She opened the door.
They were hit with a burst of wind as they watched the gundam land. It finished, Ace smiling and Trowa just staring as his strange bangs whipped around his face and the suit landed.
Ace looked at him and smirked.
"You like?" she asked.
He looked at her again, expressionless though she knew what was on his mind. He might've well said "Impressive kid."
She smiled, letting him know she got the mental message and walked into the hanger and stopped about ten yards away.
"You coming or what?"
Trowa follwed and looked up at her suit.
"Don't feel left out." Ace smirked and he looked back at her for a second. She pointed to the right and Trowa's ears went back a little. His new gundam.
"Welcome to the circus." was all he said, still monotone and expressionless.
Ace smiled happy with her new alliance.