Sensou Tenshi Usagi (War Angel Usagi) ~ II
Midnight of Shadows
Wow you guys! I couldn't believe all the reviews I got for the first chapter after only one day! They put this big goofy grin on my face when I read them. Besides the one negative review I got *cough*omaeokorosu*cough* everything else was positive. Thank you so much for the positive feedback! I wasn't planning on finishing this but you guys gave me the inspiration to go on. Well here it is, chapter two! We'll see who Tenshi is (asifyoudidn'tknow) *^_~*
Translations:
Nani? - What?
Hai - yes
No sewa o suru shiteki ni - Take care of it personally
Iie - no
(-kyo) - (-sir)
Ni yotte dare? - by who
shojo - girl
Honto?! - really!?
minna - everyone
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"She
just shot you and ran?!" exclaimed Duo. Heero glared at the blue-eyed
pilot and continued to wrap his injured arm. Bloody towels and bottles of
iodine littered the bathroom floor. Cotton swabs filled the blue plastic trash
can, many brown with dried blood. The blue rug had been kicked into the corner
near the tub when Heero had come into the bathroom, muttering curses and death
threats to the absent Tenshi. That's when Duo had appeared, curios to know why
there was blood in the halls and vile language coming from the bathroom. He
stood in the door now, playing with his long braid while all the info Heero had
told him sunk in. Heero's piercing Prussian eyes never swayed the god of death.
"If
I have to repeat myself, I'll shoot you," he threatened. Duo looked at him
oddly and burst into giggles. With a death glare from Heero he ran from the
room, off to tell the others the *news*
"HEY
YOU GUYS! HEERO GOT SHOT BY A GIRL!" Heero cringed as the shout echoed
through the halls and mentally slapped himself. Why of all people did he tell
Duo? The girl must have taken his common sense as well as his gun. He tied the
bandage off and cleaned up the bloody towels on the ground. The wound had been
superficial, not enough to seriously injure him. She either had good aim or he
just got lucky.
Heero
had taken no more than two steps outside the bathroom door when Wufei and
Quatre appeared around the corner, followed by an impassive Trowa and a beaming
Duo. Wufei was grinning evilly; he obviously had something planned. No doubt he
came to mock the *perfect soldier*.
Heero glanced between the four teens and the window behind him in the
bathroom. With one last look at Shinigami, he dashed into the bathroom and
slammed the door behind him, the lock firmly latching in place. Shouts of
protests and banging came from the other side of the door as Duo and Wufei
hammered on it.
"You
can't hide in there forever Yuy!" yelled Wufei.
"Yah!"
Duo agreed.
"You
guys maybe we should leave him alone. It's really none of our business,"
spoke Quatre quietly.
"Then
why are you here?" growled Wufei. Quatre blushed, his blue eyes bubbling
with innocence and looked at the ground as his toes dug imaginary holes into
the carpet.
"I-I
was just curious a-and worried," he stammered. Wufei snorted and turned to
bang on the door once again.
"OPEN
UP YUY! OR I'LL BREAK THE DAMN DOOR DOWN!"
"YAH
WE'LL BTDDD!" cried Duo. Wufei blinked at him.
"Nani?"
Duo's
grin broadened.
"You
know...btddd...Break the damn door down! You should know, you just said it. Or
are you too dumb to remember?" Wufei frowned and raised his fist.
"Shut
up Maxwell or you'll be tasting fists of fury!" Instead of punching the
chestnut haired pilot, Wufei slammed his fist into the door.
"OPEN
THE DOOR!" he roared.
"Eh-hem,"
All turned to look at Trowa as he cleared his throat. Without even a hint of
emotion, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a key. Duo grinned
sheepishly.
"Now
why didn't I think of that?"
Wufei
growled and snatched the key from Trowa. Trowa resumed his careless stance and
surveyed the scene silently. Wufei placed the key in the lock and swung the
door open. Duo jumped into the room, prepared to pounce on the perfect soldier
and torture him, but the room was empty. The only evidence left was a bloody
towel on the ground and an open window.
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The
girl's blond head snapped up as Treize entered the room. He was dressed in the
blue Oz uniform befitting his rank and status. He smoothed down his brown hair
with one hand as he took a seat in the plush chair across the wooden desk from
her. She turned her attention back to her nails, studying them intently as he
drummed his fingers on the desk impatiently.
"Tenshi,"
he spoke. Without even acknowledging his presence, she uncrossed her legs and
slouched back in the comfy chair, her hands resting on the arms of the chair as
she stared at the ground.
"Tenshi!"
he said with more force. This time Tenshi did look at him, her sapphire eyes
the quintessence of innocence and purity. Treize frowned at her as she looked
at him blankly.
"Don't
give me that look, you know very well what you've done," Tenshi dropped
the pretense and frowned in distaste.
"Why
did you make me wait in this stuffy old office for three hours? I have better
things to do," Treize gazed at her sternly.
"Don't
play dumb with me. You can drop the old angel act," She blinked at him.
With a deep sigh Treize sat forward in his chair and leaned his elbows on the
desk. He glowered at her, but she never cowered from him as others might have.
"Since
you seem to have lost your memory, let me refresh it. 52 top secret files were
stolen from the Charles air base last night, 3 of them containing information
on the new mobile dolls. You ran away yesterday to only god knows where. The
files were reported missing at 2:55 AM, two hours before you were captured. Now
where are those files Tenshi?" Tenshi closed her eyes as her brow furrowed
in annoyance.
"I
have no idea what you're talking about," she said softly. Treize slammed
his hand down on the desk and she jumped from his sudden action.
"Damnit
Usagi I have no time for your games! I want to know where those files
are!" Usagi gulped and shrank back in her chair. He was really pissed off
this time. He never used her real name unless she was in deep shit or he was
angry. Now it seems it was both.
"I
already told you, I have no idea!" she said, her voice rising slightly.
Treize sighed once again and sat back in his chair, his hands rubbing away the
tension in his temples.
"Then
explain to me," he began quietly, "Explain to me why the crews report
seeing you there last night. Did you or did you not go?" Usagi's face
remained cold.
"I
did, but I didn't take those files," she answered coolly. Treize dropped
his hands and folded them in his lap as he regarded her. She sat up straight in
the chair, her fighting ensemble slightly miffed and her long blond braid
disorderly, strands separating from the braid and falling around her heart
shaped face. The white wrap around her head had fallen off and now her
birthmark stood out proudly against her forehead. She had put up one hell of a
fight when the men brought her in. Now she sat in his office, waiting to be
interrogated and he fully intended to do that. He sat forward once again as he
gazed into her eyes, forcing her to look him in the eye and answer.
"So
your saying you had nothing to do with it?"
"Hai."
"Did
you see anybody last night that looked out of place or suspicious even?" A
flicker of emotion flitted across her eyes but faded just as quickly. Treize
had seen it though.
"Iie,"
she lied.
"Are
you sure?" he pressed. Usagi nodded.
"I'm
sure. I saw no one," Treize was quiet a moment as he let this info sink
in. She was lying; he knew she was. Her eyes gave her away. He didn't press her
for more answers; she would only deny it all. He sat back and pressed a button
on the intercom on the wall behind him. Seconds later five armed soldiers stood
in the doorway. Treize turned his attention back to the blond girl in front of
him.
"I'm
sending you back to your cell for now. You're to remain there until either I
call for you or you are needed for an assignment," Usagi glared at him,
fire dancing in her blue eyes as the hatred she felt there displayed itself.
"Hai
Treize-kyo," she hissed and stood up. The soldiers quickly surrounded her
and led her from the room.
Treize
sat in silence for a while, contemplating his next move. She knew something,
but what, he didn't know. He picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a
number.
"Lady
Une, yes it's me Treize. I need you to retrieve some data from the Charles
base. I want the surveillance tapes from last night. Also I want you to send
Juniper. It seems our Tenshi is in need of some discipline. No sewa o suru
shiteki ni."
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Heero
walked into the hanger and approached Wing Zero cautiously, wary of Duo and the
others hiding in there. It had taken him three hours to lose them, Wufei
relentless in his pursuit. With skillful ducking and dodging he had
successfully ditched them at the docks. Now he came to check on his gundam and
report.
With
adroitness well beyond his 16 years, he climbed atop the massive gundam and
hauled himself slowly to the top. The gundam was in plane form now, the
destructive weaponry not needed at the moment. He pried the planes top back and
slipped inside, closing the hatch behind him. After typing in a few commands on
the now active console board, a face lit up the computer screen in front of
him.
"What
have you got to report?"
"Mission
successful," answered Heero in his monotonous tone, "Downloading data
now." He placed a small disk into the slot in front of him and waited
while the machine read and displayed the information. Dr. J. grinned in joy.
"Good
work, any problems? Were you seen?" Heero nodded.
"By
a shojo." Dr. J frowned.
"Did
you kill her?"
"She
escaped," Dr. J was quiet a moment as he contemplated the situation. It
was then that he noticed the bullet wound on Heero's arm.
"Were
you hurt?"
"Shot."
"Ni
yotte dare?"
"Shojo,"
Dr. J's eyebrows lifted in surprise.
"Did
you get a name, anything?" Heero nodded.
"Tenshi,"
Dr. J's eyes bugged.
"Honto?!"
he said excitedly. Heero frowned.
"Why
are you so pleased by this?" he growled. Dr. J coughed, embarrassed at
having reacted in such a manner and became serious once again.
"My
boy, you have met the one and only Tenshi, the last war angel," Heero's
brows furrowed.
"What
the hell is a war angel?" Dr. J chuckled.
"A
wondrous spectacle the world is better off without my boy," Heero glared
at the screen and the grinning doctor.
"Explain,"
he ordered. Dr. J took a deep breath.
"War
Angels were female mobile suit pilots trained from childhood to kill. In the
early stages of the war they were feared throughout. The faction that bred War
Angels was Lincos, a third party in this war now long gone. Lincos did not want
peace; it wanted universal domination. The Gundams were born from Lincos, as
were the angels. War Angels destroyed whole civilizations and colonies without
mercy, some even enjoying it. Lincos only bred 500 of them and from those 500
they selectively bred the next generation. Every war angel was recorded and
kept track of. They were so dangerous
they weren't trusted. Soon War Angels rallied together and overthrew Lincos
with sheer force. The war now had a dangerous enemy. War angels were mentally
unstable, many treated to harsh break-ins as they were trained. For once Oz
agreed to join with us and we hunted down every last angel. For the next 50
years we slaughtered them, killed them down to every last child. The last war
angel was Hatsumomo Jiyana. Jiyana had denounced her title but since her mother
was one, she was considered dangerous as well. Jiyana had a baby girl at the
time but she met her fate nonetheless. It was during the capture of Jiyana that
we split from Oz and became enemies once again. Oz was left to the termination
of Jiyana, which they carried out. Rumor had it that the baby girl was allowed
to live and raised by Duke Dermail himself. That was 16 years ago."
It
was silent a while as Dr. J let Heero absorb all the information. Heero seemed
unfazed by it all. Dr. J continued when no comment issued forth from the dark
haired boy's mouth.
"Heero,
if what you say is true, then Tenshi is a War Angel and the last at that. We
now know that Treize has control of her. Oh we've known she was alive for quite
some time and even sent a termination squad after her. They never returned. The
girl was not reported as a troublemaker and we let the matter slide. Now it
seems we shall have to do something about it."
"What's
so bad about one girl?" Heero asked, the question leaving his lips before
he could stop himself. Dr. J shook his head sadly.
"That
my boy, I cannot say. We only try to prevent a catastrophe," Heero
frowned. Dr J was speaking in circles.
"What
are you talking about," he ordered forcefully, a note of anger in his
tone. He was tired of all this pussy footing around of Dr. J's.
"Nothing.
Think no more on it, we scientists shall dwell on this. For now, here is your
new mission. Inform the other pilots for they are to accompany you as
well," A mission log appeared on the screen. Heero quickly saved it to
disk and Dr. J appeared once again.
"Be in the Sanq Kingdom by next week. The briefing will explain the rest. Good luck," and the screen went blank.
Heero
punched the screen in frustration and was greeted by the shattering glass.
Blood ran down his torn arm and dripped onto the console.
'What
are you are hiding from me,' the question rattled in his mind unanswered.
Shaking his head to clear it, he exited Wing Zero and left to find the other
pilots and inform them of the new mission.
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Don't
worry minna, We'll find out how Usa ended up in the GW universe soon enough.
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