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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