Disclaimer: As I have stated before I do not own the Gundam Wing
characters. They are not mine. The new characters that have never even
been heard of, before this, are mine.
Thank you everyone- if anyone - who has read this story. If you do read it, plz R&R because I want to know how many people are even bothering to read my fiction. I got my first review earlier today and I am so excited!! (thanks starfall13!) Okay, so now I'll stop boring you people and get to the story.
Chappie two: The Heero-napper
'Adrianna' (AKA Kamikaze- you'll want to remember this*) was driving her black jeep down a highway. She looked over at her unconscious passenger. His head was bent forward as though he was peacefully taking a nap. Er, well, he kinda was in a way... let's just called it a forced nap. His chest rose and fell as he took breaths. ::So:: she thought, ::This is Heero Yuy, the King's son. Hmm... Not bad looking, most likely a snob. Doesn't matter though, all I have left to do is to get him to the drop off house. And that's the end, what a relief. Then I'll get another assignment and start all over again::
After a few hours drive Kamikaze took an exit. She drove down a few roads before taking a road that turned into a forest. She finally made it to her destination after another half hour. Heero was still knocked out and would be for a few more hours. ZK-17 was what had done it, a non- harmful drug that would knock someone out for long periods of time. She had developed it herself. (A/N: very helpful if you ask me... Only if there was such a thing, I use it on my little hyper-active sister...)
She got out of the jeep and walked up to a very small wooden house. In fact it barely deserved the title of a house. It was small enough to be called a shack. Kamikaze knocked on the door in a complicated pattern that would take months or even years to memorize. The door immediately opened; an old man looked out. His eyes lit up when he saw her standing there.
"Do you have him?" He asked.
Kamikaze only nodded and pointed at Heero. The man smiled, he obviously recognized Heero and wasn't alarmed that he was knocked out.
"Our Heero." He whispered. "He'll be back home at last." The man signaled for two people to carry Heero inside the house not deserving of its title. He held Kamikaze's hands. "Thank you child." He said.
"It's my job sir." was the reply.
The man waved the comment away. "It doesn't matter, you've done a great service to your country. May the Gods watch over you and bless the path you take in life."
She smiled at the man, he was shorter than he was 20 years ago, but none of his cheery spirit was gone. "You are too kind Dr. Y., but I must go now." It was a beautiful sunny day as Kamikaze climbed into her jeep and started off again towards HQ where she would receive her new mission. She thought about the man's last comment, about the Gods. She rolled her eyes, ::Gods? What are they anyway, but an old myth or legend that is getting old?:: The jeep's front wheels deflated when they went over two spikes strategically placed in the road. ::Those weren't there before...:: "Curse the Gods." She mumbled under her breath as she go out of the jeep to examine the wheels. Thunder roared and lightning flashed. The winds picked up as it started to down pour. ::Hmm... maybe I should re-think this whole Gods thing::
Okay, you all know the deal, plz R&R and you'll see another chapter. I hope this one wasn't that bad... Sorry the Chaps are so short... I'm working on that. -MoonShine
Thank you everyone- if anyone - who has read this story. If you do read it, plz R&R because I want to know how many people are even bothering to read my fiction. I got my first review earlier today and I am so excited!! (thanks starfall13!) Okay, so now I'll stop boring you people and get to the story.
Chappie two: The Heero-napper
'Adrianna' (AKA Kamikaze- you'll want to remember this*) was driving her black jeep down a highway. She looked over at her unconscious passenger. His head was bent forward as though he was peacefully taking a nap. Er, well, he kinda was in a way... let's just called it a forced nap. His chest rose and fell as he took breaths. ::So:: she thought, ::This is Heero Yuy, the King's son. Hmm... Not bad looking, most likely a snob. Doesn't matter though, all I have left to do is to get him to the drop off house. And that's the end, what a relief. Then I'll get another assignment and start all over again::
After a few hours drive Kamikaze took an exit. She drove down a few roads before taking a road that turned into a forest. She finally made it to her destination after another half hour. Heero was still knocked out and would be for a few more hours. ZK-17 was what had done it, a non- harmful drug that would knock someone out for long periods of time. She had developed it herself. (A/N: very helpful if you ask me... Only if there was such a thing, I use it on my little hyper-active sister...)
She got out of the jeep and walked up to a very small wooden house. In fact it barely deserved the title of a house. It was small enough to be called a shack. Kamikaze knocked on the door in a complicated pattern that would take months or even years to memorize. The door immediately opened; an old man looked out. His eyes lit up when he saw her standing there.
"Do you have him?" He asked.
Kamikaze only nodded and pointed at Heero. The man smiled, he obviously recognized Heero and wasn't alarmed that he was knocked out.
"Our Heero." He whispered. "He'll be back home at last." The man signaled for two people to carry Heero inside the house not deserving of its title. He held Kamikaze's hands. "Thank you child." He said.
"It's my job sir." was the reply.
The man waved the comment away. "It doesn't matter, you've done a great service to your country. May the Gods watch over you and bless the path you take in life."
She smiled at the man, he was shorter than he was 20 years ago, but none of his cheery spirit was gone. "You are too kind Dr. Y., but I must go now." It was a beautiful sunny day as Kamikaze climbed into her jeep and started off again towards HQ where she would receive her new mission. She thought about the man's last comment, about the Gods. She rolled her eyes, ::Gods? What are they anyway, but an old myth or legend that is getting old?:: The jeep's front wheels deflated when they went over two spikes strategically placed in the road. ::Those weren't there before...:: "Curse the Gods." She mumbled under her breath as she go out of the jeep to examine the wheels. Thunder roared and lightning flashed. The winds picked up as it started to down pour. ::Hmm... maybe I should re-think this whole Gods thing::
Okay, you all know the deal, plz R&R and you'll see another chapter. I hope this one wasn't that bad... Sorry the Chaps are so short... I'm working on that. -MoonShine
