Thankies to the nice person who reviewed. I was hopeing for more, but to those who read and didn't review and made me feel unappreciated-May rabid dogs bite you. So this chapter is for White Destiny. Yes, the couples will be: 1x2, 3x4, and mabey 5xSorrow. I now own a Blanket ,Computer, 3 books and a cat. I broke my radio. It tried waking me up. This is not enough to buy Gundam Wing. Unfortunately. So you can't sue me. The thing Twilight does near then end is kinda light the Meridith Gentrey (Owned by Laurell K Hamilton) Hands of power in the books. Warnings: OCC Heero, just a little. Lime later, just light lime. Not this chappie though.

::Hack::

The figure in the doorway sighed and shook it's head slowly. "Twilight, stop being so jumpy. It's just me." T eased out the shadows, looking ashamed and sheepish. Duo stepped out of door and grinned at Quatre. "What's up Q-man? Got another haul today, so don't worry about rent or payoffs." Duo walked over to a nearby chair and sat down, ignoring the squeak of protest from the old seat. Quatre nodded and sat across from his friend. "Twilight, you know your job. Go guard the front door." The teen gave a short nod and padded softly out the room, heading for the brightness of the outer store. "Duo, you need help for this next job. I've seen you lately. Tired and not hungry, those are signs of burnout.And the CHA is getting close. They know your ComName* and that's not good." The braided baka's smile faded until he looked rather grim. "I know and I'm working on it. It doesn't help that I'm sheltering a rouge GenX either. So what's new in the shop? I need a new computer and a new chair. Wood ones hurt."

Sorrow looked at Heero curiously . "Most wouldn't even bother reading Agency Profiles before talking them. Why did you bother?" "Habit" Sorrow turned to Trowa and WuFei. "Not a big talker is he. Anyways, my GenX abilities are useful and not very dangerous, so I was not aware of them until after I finished Collage. My computer stayed on during the power outage, my teacher freaked out, and made me get a blood test." She smiled slightly at this memory. "The CHA thought my mutation would be helpful in Computers and Monitoring. So I got hired." WuFei visibly relaxed at these words, and eased his hand away from his gun. Trowa and Heero's expressions didn't really change, but the tension in the air dispersed a little. "You were making a report over there." Heero's monotone came through the silence,as he pointed at the glowing screen he had read earlier. "Yeah-his crimes, name background, and nearby legalized Hackers who might have any information. The closest runs a place called ElectroProducts Inc. Specializes in computers and the like. Name of Quatre Winner, aka-'Desert Prince'. He's rumored to have contacts." Heero nodded at Sorrow and Trowa went over to the report and printed it out. "We should check this Hacker today, just in case." Trowa's voice floated over the soft hum of the electronics. "Wufei, stay here incase Sorrow finds more leads. Trowa, let's go." Heeor headed out the door, without bothering to look back to see if his partner was following. "Jerk." Sorrow murmured softly.

After a walk through a light drizzle, and almost getting hit by a few cars, Heero and Trowa made it to the small store with the neon sign reading 'ElectroProducts Inc.' next to it. Trowa peered in the window. "Looks like no one's here..Wait there a person near the back corner, looks unarmed." "Not that you could tell in those clothes." Heero added. "After you." He held the door open for Trowa and follow him in. The girl looked up sharply from what ever she had been doing and her eyes widened slightly. "Hello, we need to speak to Mr Winner. Is he here?" Trowa asked politly. Head Shake. "May we ask who you are?" Nod, point at shirt, nod. Heero read the girls black sweatshirt. 'Let's see-Silver dragon, red moon, and the saying in silver-"Twilight-to be feared.' Okay, now I'm confused.' "Your names Twilight?" Trowa's voice rang loudly in the small room. Nod, nod. Heero opened his small communicator, and Sorrows face appeared on the screen. "Where's Chang?" "I told him to go get lunch." Sorrow smirked, looking like the cat who ate the canary. "Yell at him a bit, and he will do anything you want. So what do you want?" "What do you have for civilian Profiles under Twilight?" Heero said, looking up at the girl, who was now carrying out a nodding and hand gesture conversation with Trowa. "Lets see-A 32 year old stripper and a missing girl from six years ago." "I really don't think it's the stripper, so what about the missing girl?" "Missing six years ago, at age 11, from a hospital." Sorrow's voice was tinged with sympathy as she read. "Seems she got stuck in a Hacking ring and they cut her throat. She didn't die, but her vocal cord were severed. A mute. And-" She stopped, inhaling quickly. "And?" Heero asked impatiently. "GenX! She's a rouge GenX! The hospital records say she tested positive for the gene and it even says the gene specificities. I'll send them." Heero's eyes darted back up to where the normally quiet Trowa was trying to understand what Twilight was saying. The record appearing his Com's screen shocked so badly he wanted to leave and never come back.

Name: Twilight Wraithin Age:16 Description: Black hair, black eyes, pale skin, American Descent. GenX: Shadow, Fire, blood and Steel controller. WARNING: DANGEROUS! PLEASE INFORM POLICE IF FOUND!

"Trowa, step away from the girl slowly. Don't surprise her." Heero pulled his gun out and aimed it at Twilight. Trowa looked at him in shock. "Heero! Were just here to ask questions. Why are you doing this?" Twilight looked at the gun, and stepped away from Trowa, not making a sound. Heero followed her with the gun. "No. Your not getting near any shadows. Your entire profile is in the system. We know your a GenX. A rouge GenX helping 'Shinigami'." Trowa, at hearing these words, reluctantly pulled out his own weapon and aimed it at the girl infront of them. She looked at Heero, as calm as if she had been at lunch. Heero felt a sharp pain in his hand and glanced at it. Blood poured out of a neat hole in his hand, right where he had been shot a year ago. A old knife wound on his shoulder, over four years old, also started to drip, the blood dripping slowly down his bicep. "Now!"

Quatre glanced at the clock in the dim room. "Duo, do want some help for the next time? I asked Twilight; then I remembered she could tell me." "Yeah, I guess. These people are getting better security. And there's someone out there-they know who I am, and they are better than me. But-" The sound of a gunshot cut them off.

*-Your online name.In Duo's case: 'Shinigami'

SEC: And another chapter in my story, my brain child. Shivian:Never have real children then. Azra:*Snore* SEC:Well, please review people. It will speed up update tim and make the chapters longer and more interesting. See, look at the equation: Review+ Happy SEC+ Computer= Update.
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