Part Two: Tricks and Trickery
Trowa Barton President to the of the L2 colony. He sat boredly at his desk tapping a pen
on the desk, it was an nice day and what he wouldn't give to go out in the garden and just walk,
but noooo, Maxwell had to inform this of the big threat to their lives. Now everybody in the
house was frantically watching his every move. Even when he was asleep. He grumbled under his
breath and picked up his phone.
"Put me through to Prime Minister Winner." He heard the phone ring for a while and then
a bright voice answered.
"Hello? Quatre speaking."
"Quatre, this is Trowa, How are you?"
"Trowa!! I'm fine! And you?"
"Okay, Just bored out of my mind..."
There was a light chuckle, "You too huh?"
"Yes, they watch me like a hawk, even while I sleep..."
"I know how you feel, but you ARE the most important figure on that colony if you don't
realize..."
"I realize what I am, I'd just like a little space..."
"No need to get snappy..." Quatre frowned on the other end.
"Sorry...."
"It's understandable..." There was a few minute of silence and on Trowa's end a gasp of
surprise and the line went dead.
"Trowa!! Trowa?!" Quatre cried standing up holding the phone to his ear, fear filling is
eyes. "Oh god no... Trowa?!"
"Sir? What going on?" A voice asked from out side the door.
"Find out what is going on with the L2 Colony, NOW!" He pointed. The man blinked but
did as he was told. Quatre then picked up to the L11 colony.
"Hello?"
"Duo?" There was panic and worry in his voice. Duo imedantly picked up on it.
"What's going on Quatre?"
"I think something just happened to Trowa..." His voice wavered.
"WHAT?!"
"I was on the phone with him and it went unexpectedly dead...."
"You arrange to get over there and find out what going on, Call me when you can."
"Alright..."
"Mr. Winner?"
"What?" Quatre snapped.
"Seems that Mr. Barton is okay..."
"H-he is?" Quatre asked.
"Yes, from what I under stand he tripped and knocked him self out."
"... H-he did?" Quatre laughed.
"What??" Dup asked lost.
"Trowa's fine..."
"He is?" Dup was now really lost.
"Yeah seems he just tripped and knocked him self out...."
The two men bust out laughing, letting all worry drain from their systems. "Well, I guess
I'll be letting you go."
"Yeah, I'll talk to ya later Quatre."
"Bye Duo."
Quatre hung up and sat down with a large sigh of relief. He pondered over the fact on
how Trowa could trip himself up. It was rather amusing...
Heila Figay walked briskly to a bar where her sources said her kill was waiting. She wore
a long black dress complimenting her long silver hair. As soon as she walked in she caught the
attention of near every male in the place, she received whistles and 'hey babes' left and right.
She found her victim and sat down by him, she ordered up a small glass of rum and
watched him out of the corner of her eye.
Wufei Chang felt the eyes of her on him. He took another sip of his beer and turned to her,
he was well taken back the beauty of this girl.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Oh? No, I was just looking around."
"Ahh, I see."
"I'm Heila, And you are?" She asked.
"Mark."
"Nice to meet you Mark." She grinned evilly for a second, she thanked the bar tender
when he gave her, her drink.
"So mark what do you do for a living?" She asked.
"Non of your business..."
"Oh, don't be such a spoiled sport..."
"Then don't ask questions, woman."
"I have a name..." she growled.
He shrugged and drank what was left of his beer, getting up he walked out after paying,
She quickly payed and followed him out.
"Why are you following me?" He asked snapping at her, his dark eyes watching her
suspiciously.
"Well I was wondering if I could see you again, I'm new in town and need a tour guide.."
"And you want me?" he asked.
"Yes."
"I think about it..."
"Would you like my number?"
"Fine..." he waited casually while she wrote down her number.
"Thanks again Mark!" she waved as she walked off after handing him her number. Wufei
grumbled under his breath and got in his mustang and drove off.
"Perfect..." she grinned as she saw his car drive by. "It's only a matter of time before your
mine, my little jackpot."
FIN
Trowa Barton President to the of the L2 colony. He sat boredly at his desk tapping a pen
on the desk, it was an nice day and what he wouldn't give to go out in the garden and just walk,
but noooo, Maxwell had to inform this of the big threat to their lives. Now everybody in the
house was frantically watching his every move. Even when he was asleep. He grumbled under his
breath and picked up his phone.
"Put me through to Prime Minister Winner." He heard the phone ring for a while and then
a bright voice answered.
"Hello? Quatre speaking."
"Quatre, this is Trowa, How are you?"
"Trowa!! I'm fine! And you?"
"Okay, Just bored out of my mind..."
There was a light chuckle, "You too huh?"
"Yes, they watch me like a hawk, even while I sleep..."
"I know how you feel, but you ARE the most important figure on that colony if you don't
realize..."
"I realize what I am, I'd just like a little space..."
"No need to get snappy..." Quatre frowned on the other end.
"Sorry...."
"It's understandable..." There was a few minute of silence and on Trowa's end a gasp of
surprise and the line went dead.
"Trowa!! Trowa?!" Quatre cried standing up holding the phone to his ear, fear filling is
eyes. "Oh god no... Trowa?!"
"Sir? What going on?" A voice asked from out side the door.
"Find out what is going on with the L2 Colony, NOW!" He pointed. The man blinked but
did as he was told. Quatre then picked up to the L11 colony.
"Hello?"
"Duo?" There was panic and worry in his voice. Duo imedantly picked up on it.
"What's going on Quatre?"
"I think something just happened to Trowa..." His voice wavered.
"WHAT?!"
"I was on the phone with him and it went unexpectedly dead...."
"You arrange to get over there and find out what going on, Call me when you can."
"Alright..."
"Mr. Winner?"
"What?" Quatre snapped.
"Seems that Mr. Barton is okay..."
"H-he is?" Quatre asked.
"Yes, from what I under stand he tripped and knocked him self out."
"... H-he did?" Quatre laughed.
"What??" Dup asked lost.
"Trowa's fine..."
"He is?" Dup was now really lost.
"Yeah seems he just tripped and knocked him self out...."
The two men bust out laughing, letting all worry drain from their systems. "Well, I guess
I'll be letting you go."
"Yeah, I'll talk to ya later Quatre."
"Bye Duo."
Quatre hung up and sat down with a large sigh of relief. He pondered over the fact on
how Trowa could trip himself up. It was rather amusing...
Heila Figay walked briskly to a bar where her sources said her kill was waiting. She wore
a long black dress complimenting her long silver hair. As soon as she walked in she caught the
attention of near every male in the place, she received whistles and 'hey babes' left and right.
She found her victim and sat down by him, she ordered up a small glass of rum and
watched him out of the corner of her eye.
Wufei Chang felt the eyes of her on him. He took another sip of his beer and turned to her,
he was well taken back the beauty of this girl.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Oh? No, I was just looking around."
"Ahh, I see."
"I'm Heila, And you are?" She asked.
"Mark."
"Nice to meet you Mark." She grinned evilly for a second, she thanked the bar tender
when he gave her, her drink.
"So mark what do you do for a living?" She asked.
"Non of your business..."
"Oh, don't be such a spoiled sport..."
"Then don't ask questions, woman."
"I have a name..." she growled.
He shrugged and drank what was left of his beer, getting up he walked out after paying,
She quickly payed and followed him out.
"Why are you following me?" He asked snapping at her, his dark eyes watching her
suspiciously.
"Well I was wondering if I could see you again, I'm new in town and need a tour guide.."
"And you want me?" he asked.
"Yes."
"I think about it..."
"Would you like my number?"
"Fine..." he waited casually while she wrote down her number.
"Thanks again Mark!" she waved as she walked off after handing him her number. Wufei
grumbled under his breath and got in his mustang and drove off.
"Perfect..." she grinned as she saw his car drive by. "It's only a matter of time before your
mine, my little jackpot."
FIN