Twist of Fate
Chapter 13-A
By: Lily no Anrui
AN: I've been reading over this story and I really don't like most of it. The changes in POV are disruptive and too much is carried by dialogue. My descriptions are very immature. I must say I'm disappointed in myself, as my writing style has matured since then. However, the plot is much too far along for me to go back and rewrite the entire thing. So without further ado I present to you the next chapter of Twist of Fate.
- -Daea and Makoto, 3rd person pov- -
Space, the final frontier. That's what everyone had always said. But was it really the final frontier? No. At that very moment scientists typed away in their little laboratories, trying to find a way to travel through time or genetically alter humans. Space was truly a mystery though.
Sitting on a small shuttle to Colony L3, Daea wondered why people were so fascinated with space. There was nothing much to it; just a vast endlessness. Her hair was short now—an unusual feeling for her. The red was different but not that drastic of a change. It had been red before, once upon a time. Reincarnation had messed that up though. Phoenix had white hair, not her.
Daea sat in a lush seat next to the window, scrunched in next to a very rotund man in a suit. After arriving in the Sanq Kingdom, it hadn't taken very long to arrive at her new boudoir, take care of her heiress duties, and be on the next shuttle out to space as planned.
She saw Makoto's blond wig-topped head shift slightly. Her partner in crime was seated a few rows ahead of her in the aisle. It was not coincidence that the two had taken the same flight up, in fact, it was all going according to plan.
At L3, the passengers would disembark and then they would strike. It was almost time. Daea's body tightened with anticipation as it always did before a mission. She wondered if Makoto felt the same way. The rush of battle was what they were made for. Did Hotaru feel it too? Daea bet they did. Always before a mission Makoto got super hyped up; she bet that was the brunette's way of expressing it. Hotaru entered this grey area of deadly calm before the execution of yet another of her careful plans.
Daea was jolted out of her thoughts by the captain's voice on the loudspeaker, announcing they were to arrive at L3 within five minutes. The now-redhead stood and maneuvered her way into the aisle, walking easily to the bathrooms. In the security camera mirror, Daea could see Makoto stand up and follow her soon after.
When both girls were safely locked in the two shuttle bathrooms, the craft docked at the L3 space port. Working quickly, Daea stripped out of her clothing, slipping into a black catsuit, leather gloves, and silent boots to match. Pulling out a gun, Daea moved to stand beside the door, waiting for Makoto's signal.
"Miss? Miss, are you alright in there?" came the persistent voice of an attendant. Three knocks on the bathroom wall. Cocking the gun, Daea kicked the door open at the exact instant Makoto came flying out of her stall, gun poised. With one succinct shot the attendant was down on the ground. Makoto looked at the redhead, eyes wide.
"It's just a tranq," Daea explained to the horrified look on Makoto's face. The brunette, still with the blond wig on, moved swiftly to the passenger area of the shuttle. Shouts, cries, and gunshots rang out following the girl's entrance. Daea had but to assume that all employees had been knocked out, and the security disabled.
The redhead moved further into the recesses of the shuttle, looking for any more employees. She had just reached the cockpit when she heard voices inside. The captain frantically radioing the authorities. Snorting, Daea hoisted herself up effortlessly on the door jamb, and kicked in the door with both feet. Still in her momentum, she landed and shot the pilot, and the small female co-pilot. The two were out without much struggle.
"HELLO? HELLO, IS EVERYONE ALRIGHT?" A tinny voice called on the end of the radio. Picking it up, the redhead spoke through. "Yes, everything's under control now. We've got the criminals. They're tied up outside of the shuttle."
"WHO IS THIS?" the voice on the radio asked suspiciously. Looking around, Daea grabbed the female pilot's ID. "Henderson," she replied in what she hoped was a good enough imitation, "Pilot ID number 874-02-01392."
"ALRIGHT. WE'LL BE BY IN A BIT TO PICK THEM UP." That was the end of the transmission. Smiling, Daea began tying up the pilots, and hauling them out to the exit, picking up the attendant she'd shot earlier on the way. Makoto had already bound and thrown the other workers out.
"Good work." Daea congratulated Makoto.
"Eh. It's okay. A little sloppy, I think. The Preventers will be on our asses in no time. We'd better hustle," Makoto said, shutting and locking the doors.
Nodding, Daea replied with, "I'll pilot; you co."
The two Immortals stalked into the cockpit, also locking that door behind them. Daea sat down and started up the shuttle, taking off without much of a problem. For some reason, she seemed to have no problems with any type of transportation. The girl could probably steal a submarine if she wanted to. Without worry for how much fuel they were burning, Daea put the shuttle up to full speed, heading for their rendezvous point with the Lizo-Ox.
Some indefinite time later, Makoto interrupted with, "Two clicks away from rendezvous."
Nodding, Daea slowed them down to a normal speed. Hell, she could see the large train of Lizo-Ox right before her. One ship, lots of attachments. What could Isis want with all of that? It was the thought which had been buzzing in her head since the beginning of the mission.
"We're within range," Makoto interrupted her musings.
"Fire," Daea replied.
There was a jerk as Makoto deployed the tractor beams, and another as they sank into the ship leading the train of Lizo. Pushing another button, Mako began to reel them into the ship. Daea bet they were panicking, running around like little chickens with their heads cut off. Some probably screaming out, "SPACE PIRATES, ABANDON SHIP!"
The door in the passenger area began automatically docking to the other ship, opening up a stable corridor for them to cross with. Turning off the space shuttle, Daea left the keys in. All a part of the plan. Makoto had already returned to the passenger area to pick the lock on the carrier's door. "CLEAR!" Makoto yelled when she was done. Picking up her tranquilizer gun again, Daea ran into the other room just as Makoto busted in the door. The two girls shot anything that moved in the ship.
Then they dragged all of the employees into the space shuttle, and detached it from their Lizo shipment. There was enough power there to get them to the nearest colony when they woke up. Giving each other high fives, Daea shouted, "Mission accomplished!"
Makoto frowned, ripping the blond wig off. "Only half-way; we've still got to deliver this to Isis."
"Shit!" Daea swore and stamped her foot, "I knew I forgot something!"
At that moment on earth, the Preventers were alerted of the Immortals activities in space. Une, very displeased with this turn of events, put Heero and Trowa, the only two on duty at the time, on the case. The two stoic males shot off into outer space within two Leos.
How would this new turn of events go?
[AN: Don't worry. Part B of Chapter 13 will be out as soon as I get at least four reviews. So hurry, review!]
