Twist of Fate
Chapter 8
By: Lady of the Mystics

AN: Sorry I haven't written in a long time. Been sick. And busy. I'm writing now, so... enjoy. Please. And REVIEW.

Disclaimer: Usual ones apply.
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Heero Yuy, ex-pilot 01 and now-Preventer, was first in the board room where he was to meet his superior, Lady Une. The Lady herself was seated in front of a manilla folder, waiting for the rest of the pilots to arrive.

Heero sat in the chair to Lady Une's right. "What's the problem?" He asked in his monotone voice.

"You'll find out when the others get here." Une said mysteriously.

A second later in came Duo, running at top speed at Une, with Wufei following behind him, his katana out and poised for strike.

"Dammit, Maxwell! How many times do I have to tell you? Do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT look up porn on my computer!!!" Wufei yelled as Duo ran and cowered behind Une.

Lady Une gave both men a scathing look, and calmly said, "Boys, take your seats."

Quatre R. Winner walked in the room with a paper cup of tea in his hand. He was rarely seen without one. Even though it impedes his drawing time. "Hello, Miss Une," He said politely, taking a seat next to Wufei.

Trowa walked in with Sally Po, talking quietly about battle tactics. He nodded a greeting to the others and sat next to Duo. Sally sat next to Quatre. They all looked expectantly at Une.

"The Immortals have been spotted in Sydney, Australia. It appears that they're on vacation." Une stated finally, after a long silence.

"Well then," Quatre began, "What are we waiting for? Let's go."

"It's not that simple. We can't rush this. We must plan. I'm almost positive that they have an inside informant, because whenever we go after them, they're one step ahead. So we must act like nothing is wrong. There is no hurry," Lady Une told them, her honey eyes showing worry.

Trowa nodded his understanding, while Duo looked confused. The rest remained impassive.

"Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei, I'd like you four to go undercover in Sydney," Une said, while Quatre began to protest. "Quatre," She interjected gently, "You have a business here to take care of. Plus we need you here."

"Now, here is the file on the Immortals, everything we have. We managed to match identities with them. However, I'm positive that they're all fake. Well, almost positive. You'll need all the information that we have. Find them, restrain them, bring them in. That is all," Une said and handed them the folder.

"Here are your plane tickets, passports, and necessary identification cards. Pick up your luggage on the way out in the technology department. Dismissed." Une said, and rose. She walked out of the door, leaving the others to wonder what the hell was going on.
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AN: That's all I feel like writing right now. I'm tired. My caffeine boost is going away. I'm zoning. I need sleep. That is all. The next chapter will be out soon.