A/N: Hola, chicos! Como estas? Song of the Muse here with Animechick2487!
We've been working hard, and here's the result! Now, please realize that we
KNOW that this is a little old school plot, but hey! We're trying to make
it interesting!
Warning: A lil' bit of violence-don't worry, not much. I (Muse) have a weak stomach!
Disclaimer: We do not own Gundam Wing. Duh.
Relena's POV
"Oh, Heero." I mumbled. As I lay on my rigid mattress and shivered under my gauzy rags that they called blankets, I felt the fulfillment of the pepperoni pizza begin to wear off. I groaned and turned over onto my side. I was greeted with a man.
My eyes scanned him quickly. Hector Miguell. What a nice surprise. His obviously Spanish features looked amused, and I shifted under his gaze. He shoved a paper in my face.
"Miss Relena," his honeyed voice soothed. The sweet tones washed over me, and for a moment, I was swayed by his charm, forgetting his harsher treatment I had earlier received. He wasn't that bad looking-in fact, he was handsome. At about thirty years old, his dark skin was complimented by his black hair and dusky eyes. His lips parted to reveal a set of perfectly white teeth. "Miss Relena," his honeyed tones repeated as he smiled. "It would be of your utmost interest to simply sign the papers. I promise the process is quite painless, unlike what you will experience if you do not sign the papers." A small chuckle escaped his throat as he held the papers before me. I lifted my gaze to meet his dark eyes. Taking a shaky breath, I answered.
"I will never sign the document. I will never sign away peace." For the first time, I felt fear well up in my chest as his gaze suddenly hardened with anger, and a fist wrapped with a chain, came down upon my head. Suddenly, I saw and felt no more.
***
Duo's POV
I opened my eyes, and spit out the metallic taste in my mouth. Blood. I spat again, and inspected my surroundings. There wasn't much damage. In fact, the most damage done was the smoke stains on the walls and the blood in my mouth. I'm sure I attained the blood when Heero threw me down and I bit my tongue. In my peripheral vision, I saw my chocolate haired comrade rise to his feet. We made eye contact, and his Prussian eyes showed no sign of what he was thinking.
"Heero, buddy! We're alive! On to more important matters, what the HECK was that?!" I cried. Heero stared at me for a second, and opened his mouth to answer. Suddenly, we heard a click in the corner of the room we had entered. Our heads jerked towards the sound, and we saw a television had been turned on. A man was on the screen, and his face was blotted out.
'Smart guy,' I thought. I listened to his words, spoken with a Spanish accent.
"If you are watching this tape, then you have obviously triggered the fake bomb, which triggered this video. If you didn't try to run away from the explosion, you are probably a Gundam pilot. From what I hear, you are fearless.
We are the captors of Miss Relena Peacecraft. I know you came here in hopes of rescuing her, but I must inform you that the bomb was an alert to us, and by now, our train is long gone. Expect to have us contact you at the Preventers' Headquarters soon. In the meantime, perhaps you would like to know how your Vice Foreign Minister is doing. The next clip is a recent recording of her."
Heero stiffened beside me, but I didn't dare tear my eyes away from the screen to look at his reaction. The picture turned into a small room, with nothing but a flat mattress and a motionless woman with honey blonde hair. The picture moved in to focus on her-Relena.
Heero's POV
As the camera focused in on her face, I noticed a welt on her cheek. I detected a despondent fear in her bright blue eyes. Watching the video, the deep voice of her captor spoke.
"Relena has been kidnapped due to her resistance to sign a document. If she will give us her signature, we will release her. Until then, she will undergo a sequence of..treatments, you could say. Nothing that will kill her, of course, but something that will convince her to sign our proposal."
Infuriation boiled in my blood as I studied her injured face and thought of what she had to endure while we desperately searched for her. Immediately, I secretly wanted to torture the person who had caused her pain. My fists tightened into balls, and my nails drew blood from my palms. Turning to Duo, I spoke.
"We need to hurry and find out where they went." At these words, we both spun on our heels and ran outside to our transportation-motorcycles. We mounted them quickly, and rode around the building. Behind it, and a little through the woods, we found a set of railroad tracks. We quickly began to follow them.
Relena's POV
My eyes fluttered open, and I sat up. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I was shocked to see that my plush bed was gone and my room had turned into a steel cell. I gasped, and brought my hand to my face, and as soon as I felt a twinge of pain, I remembered what had happened. Hector had gotten angry at my refusal to sign the document. I didn't remember exactly what he had done to me, but due to the various welts on my body, I was able to make an accurate prediction of what he had done. I remembered the fist wrapped in a chain continually hitting me. I rose from my bed, and on my first step, I tripped. Hitting the ground, I bit my lip to keep myself from cursing.
"Darn shoes." I said, as I threw them against the wall. My eyes began to water as I realized the danger I was in-my stomach was growling, and I felt as if my digestive liquids were eating the walls of my abdomen. "Heero." I mumbled. "Please help me."
A door slamming shut made me flinch. Looking up from my sprawled position on the cold, concrete floor, I stared into the captivating eyes of Hector. He held out a hand to help me up, but I glared at him, forcing myself not to find him attractive by thinking of my Perfect Soldier.
"Miss Relena, please let me help you. We are leaving now, and in your condition, I don't think that you will be able to walk," he said. My eyes shot daggers.
"Well, you should have thought about that before you decided to *beat* me, shouldn't you?"
Apprehension gripped my chest as I saw the same deranged look flash across his eyes. The livid gaze disappeared almost immediately as a more alluring look took possession of his features. He reached out and grabbed my arms. Instantaneously, I began to fight. I kicked, screamed, scratched, and bit. Wufei had given me that little piece of advice should I arrive in such a situation. My shrieks brought five guards in black uniforms dashing in. Their strong hands grabbed my flailing limbs, and a woman walked in. Her hands held a needle. At the site, I fought even more.
Many find this strange, but I find little fear in being shot or tortured. However, I am absolutely terrified of needles, and faint at the sight of such monstrosities. As she approached me, I promptly fell unconscious.
Hector's POV
"My, my.she does have spunk," I commented as my guards picked up the limp body of the VFM. "Who could imagine that a lady who faces assassination daily would faint at the sight of a needle?" I chuckled. My crew and I walked off the train, and approached the awaiting air plane to make an escape.
The engineer walked off and gave me the thumbs up. On its own, due to special hotwiring, the train began to travel down the tracks. Perhaps the Preventers would follow that first before realizing we had found another means of transportation.
We loaded the plane, and prepared for takeoff. Looking out the window, I noticed two motorcycles approaching, but brushed them off. 'They're of no importance,' I thought to myself. I turned to Tom and began to discuss what form of treatment we would need next for Miss Peacecraft.
Heero's POV
As Duo and I sped towards a clearing, we found a large plane. Obviously, it was a personal jet. My eyes caught something written on the side as we flew by, and I quickly did a U turn on my bike. Duo followed suit. Pulling up beside me, he questioned my actions.
"What the crud do you think you're doing?! We're supposed to be chasing O'Jousan!" he accused. I pointed to the side of the plane.
"Baka, what did the logo on that man's shirt say? The one from the tape?" I asked him. Duo thought for a second, and his eyes lit up. He answered as I read the side of the plane.
"HM Corps!" we said in union.
We revved our bikes and began to advance upon the aircraft that was preparing for take off.
Song of the Muse: reaches into popcorn bag and sips Sprite Dang! This story's getting good!!
Animechick2487: Yeah!! grabs a slice of pizza and stares at the screen Hmmm.wonder what we'll do to them next?
Song of the Muse: Looks at Animechick2487 Uh.we already know what we're gonna do.
Animechick2487: SHUT UP! They don't know that! Well, now they do. But hey, since we already know what's gonna happen, and we left them a cliff hanger, you know what that means we need for the next chapter!
Song of the Muse: Oh yeah! REVIEWS!! WE NEED REVIEWS reaches in bag that mysteriously appeared and tosses something to Animechick2487!
:::Animechick2487 and Song of the Muse hold flame throwers up:::
Together: DON'T FORCE US TO USE THESE!! MUWAHAHAHA!!
Warning: A lil' bit of violence-don't worry, not much. I (Muse) have a weak stomach!
Disclaimer: We do not own Gundam Wing. Duh.
Relena's POV
"Oh, Heero." I mumbled. As I lay on my rigid mattress and shivered under my gauzy rags that they called blankets, I felt the fulfillment of the pepperoni pizza begin to wear off. I groaned and turned over onto my side. I was greeted with a man.
My eyes scanned him quickly. Hector Miguell. What a nice surprise. His obviously Spanish features looked amused, and I shifted under his gaze. He shoved a paper in my face.
"Miss Relena," his honeyed voice soothed. The sweet tones washed over me, and for a moment, I was swayed by his charm, forgetting his harsher treatment I had earlier received. He wasn't that bad looking-in fact, he was handsome. At about thirty years old, his dark skin was complimented by his black hair and dusky eyes. His lips parted to reveal a set of perfectly white teeth. "Miss Relena," his honeyed tones repeated as he smiled. "It would be of your utmost interest to simply sign the papers. I promise the process is quite painless, unlike what you will experience if you do not sign the papers." A small chuckle escaped his throat as he held the papers before me. I lifted my gaze to meet his dark eyes. Taking a shaky breath, I answered.
"I will never sign the document. I will never sign away peace." For the first time, I felt fear well up in my chest as his gaze suddenly hardened with anger, and a fist wrapped with a chain, came down upon my head. Suddenly, I saw and felt no more.
***
Duo's POV
I opened my eyes, and spit out the metallic taste in my mouth. Blood. I spat again, and inspected my surroundings. There wasn't much damage. In fact, the most damage done was the smoke stains on the walls and the blood in my mouth. I'm sure I attained the blood when Heero threw me down and I bit my tongue. In my peripheral vision, I saw my chocolate haired comrade rise to his feet. We made eye contact, and his Prussian eyes showed no sign of what he was thinking.
"Heero, buddy! We're alive! On to more important matters, what the HECK was that?!" I cried. Heero stared at me for a second, and opened his mouth to answer. Suddenly, we heard a click in the corner of the room we had entered. Our heads jerked towards the sound, and we saw a television had been turned on. A man was on the screen, and his face was blotted out.
'Smart guy,' I thought. I listened to his words, spoken with a Spanish accent.
"If you are watching this tape, then you have obviously triggered the fake bomb, which triggered this video. If you didn't try to run away from the explosion, you are probably a Gundam pilot. From what I hear, you are fearless.
We are the captors of Miss Relena Peacecraft. I know you came here in hopes of rescuing her, but I must inform you that the bomb was an alert to us, and by now, our train is long gone. Expect to have us contact you at the Preventers' Headquarters soon. In the meantime, perhaps you would like to know how your Vice Foreign Minister is doing. The next clip is a recent recording of her."
Heero stiffened beside me, but I didn't dare tear my eyes away from the screen to look at his reaction. The picture turned into a small room, with nothing but a flat mattress and a motionless woman with honey blonde hair. The picture moved in to focus on her-Relena.
Heero's POV
As the camera focused in on her face, I noticed a welt on her cheek. I detected a despondent fear in her bright blue eyes. Watching the video, the deep voice of her captor spoke.
"Relena has been kidnapped due to her resistance to sign a document. If she will give us her signature, we will release her. Until then, she will undergo a sequence of..treatments, you could say. Nothing that will kill her, of course, but something that will convince her to sign our proposal."
Infuriation boiled in my blood as I studied her injured face and thought of what she had to endure while we desperately searched for her. Immediately, I secretly wanted to torture the person who had caused her pain. My fists tightened into balls, and my nails drew blood from my palms. Turning to Duo, I spoke.
"We need to hurry and find out where they went." At these words, we both spun on our heels and ran outside to our transportation-motorcycles. We mounted them quickly, and rode around the building. Behind it, and a little through the woods, we found a set of railroad tracks. We quickly began to follow them.
Relena's POV
My eyes fluttered open, and I sat up. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I was shocked to see that my plush bed was gone and my room had turned into a steel cell. I gasped, and brought my hand to my face, and as soon as I felt a twinge of pain, I remembered what had happened. Hector had gotten angry at my refusal to sign the document. I didn't remember exactly what he had done to me, but due to the various welts on my body, I was able to make an accurate prediction of what he had done. I remembered the fist wrapped in a chain continually hitting me. I rose from my bed, and on my first step, I tripped. Hitting the ground, I bit my lip to keep myself from cursing.
"Darn shoes." I said, as I threw them against the wall. My eyes began to water as I realized the danger I was in-my stomach was growling, and I felt as if my digestive liquids were eating the walls of my abdomen. "Heero." I mumbled. "Please help me."
A door slamming shut made me flinch. Looking up from my sprawled position on the cold, concrete floor, I stared into the captivating eyes of Hector. He held out a hand to help me up, but I glared at him, forcing myself not to find him attractive by thinking of my Perfect Soldier.
"Miss Relena, please let me help you. We are leaving now, and in your condition, I don't think that you will be able to walk," he said. My eyes shot daggers.
"Well, you should have thought about that before you decided to *beat* me, shouldn't you?"
Apprehension gripped my chest as I saw the same deranged look flash across his eyes. The livid gaze disappeared almost immediately as a more alluring look took possession of his features. He reached out and grabbed my arms. Instantaneously, I began to fight. I kicked, screamed, scratched, and bit. Wufei had given me that little piece of advice should I arrive in such a situation. My shrieks brought five guards in black uniforms dashing in. Their strong hands grabbed my flailing limbs, and a woman walked in. Her hands held a needle. At the site, I fought even more.
Many find this strange, but I find little fear in being shot or tortured. However, I am absolutely terrified of needles, and faint at the sight of such monstrosities. As she approached me, I promptly fell unconscious.
Hector's POV
"My, my.she does have spunk," I commented as my guards picked up the limp body of the VFM. "Who could imagine that a lady who faces assassination daily would faint at the sight of a needle?" I chuckled. My crew and I walked off the train, and approached the awaiting air plane to make an escape.
The engineer walked off and gave me the thumbs up. On its own, due to special hotwiring, the train began to travel down the tracks. Perhaps the Preventers would follow that first before realizing we had found another means of transportation.
We loaded the plane, and prepared for takeoff. Looking out the window, I noticed two motorcycles approaching, but brushed them off. 'They're of no importance,' I thought to myself. I turned to Tom and began to discuss what form of treatment we would need next for Miss Peacecraft.
Heero's POV
As Duo and I sped towards a clearing, we found a large plane. Obviously, it was a personal jet. My eyes caught something written on the side as we flew by, and I quickly did a U turn on my bike. Duo followed suit. Pulling up beside me, he questioned my actions.
"What the crud do you think you're doing?! We're supposed to be chasing O'Jousan!" he accused. I pointed to the side of the plane.
"Baka, what did the logo on that man's shirt say? The one from the tape?" I asked him. Duo thought for a second, and his eyes lit up. He answered as I read the side of the plane.
"HM Corps!" we said in union.
We revved our bikes and began to advance upon the aircraft that was preparing for take off.
Song of the Muse: reaches into popcorn bag and sips Sprite Dang! This story's getting good!!
Animechick2487: Yeah!! grabs a slice of pizza and stares at the screen Hmmm.wonder what we'll do to them next?
Song of the Muse: Looks at Animechick2487 Uh.we already know what we're gonna do.
Animechick2487: SHUT UP! They don't know that! Well, now they do. But hey, since we already know what's gonna happen, and we left them a cliff hanger, you know what that means we need for the next chapter!
Song of the Muse: Oh yeah! REVIEWS!! WE NEED REVIEWS reaches in bag that mysteriously appeared and tosses something to Animechick2487!
:::Animechick2487 and Song of the Muse hold flame throwers up:::
Together: DON'T FORCE US TO USE THESE!! MUWAHAHAHA!!
