Chapter 5: Ramson's Bombing Ball
Quatre and his companions had arrived. He informed Heero and Trowa what dresses Jessie and Dezare would be wearing. Trowa nodded and told him that he would look out for them while Heero looked about. Quatre and Eden would be on the dance floor, dancing.
It seemed like a half an hour went by for Trowa, but soon enough, he caught the two girls. He walked up to them.
"I take it you are Dezarae and Jessie." He said, "I'm Trowa Barton. Quatre had informed me about your late arrivals," He paused, "May I take you to the dance floor," he said directly to Dezarae. Dezarae looked at Jessie and smiled.
"Yes you may." Trowa grinned and took her hand. He had to play it safe. Ramson could have spies all over the place.
Jessie watched them as they began to dance. Trowa was talking to Dezarae while she was filling in the history about Ramson and his palace. Her heart sank, how she wished she could be in a man's arms like Trowa's. He was handsome and very nice. His eyes reminded her of one of her friends she lost many years ago due to the fact of war. He had died in a battle.
A slow song began. Jessie just stood there, watching Quatre and Eden soon dancing near Trowa and Dezarae. She tried to smile, but a tear soon claimed her cheek. She wiped it away.
Quatre and Trowa were laughing while Dezarae and Eden looked at the boys with big grins on their faces. Dezarae had fallen for Trowa. Eden's relationship with Quatre was growing.
How Jessie admired her friends.
Heero was watching the couples too. It was then when Jessie caught his eye. His heart skipped a beat. She was so beautiful, standing there, all alone. He felt a pain of guilt well up in him. He couldn't let her stand there alone, looking upset. But, It was against his nature to acutally help a woman, and for some reason, he had to help her.
Without knowing, Heero found himself walking up to Jessie. He grabbed her hand and began to pull her up to the dance floor. He felt that she didn't hesitate to walk up with him. She was as surprised as Trowa and Quatre was. Trowa's jaw opened in gasp and Quatre had a big smile on his face. Heero finally stopped and spun around to meet Jessie's eyes. He placed his right hand around Jessie's waist and grabbed her one hand. His heart beated wildly and his knees felt like they were going to buckle up. What was this he was feeling? It was so awkward, but it felt good.
Heero brought Jessie close to his chest. At first he thought she would pull away but found that she didn't. His nerves soon calmed down as they both were engulfed by the soft music that whirled around them. Jessie's head was resting on Heero's shoulder. A small grin swept onto Heero's face.
From above, on a high balcony, Ramson stared down upon the crowd. The three gundam pilots stood out from the crowd. "Heero Yuy, what a coincidence. Trowa Barton and Quatre Winner too? My, this is indeed a special gift from the heavens above."
Ramson turned around. He knew the Gundam Pilots for they were the well best known heros today. Many people though didn't notice them. They saw them as normal teeangers attending one of the most famous balls. To Ramson, they were only trouble. Either way, he would destory them and come out victorious. "Victor," Ramson said, "Begin with plan A. From there, we'll play by thoughts."
A man in a black suit, who was bald and had sun glasses, nodded his head and walked down the hallway. Ramson turned back to the pilots. He grinned. "I wish I could meet you Heero, but I am extremely busy."
The song finally ended. Jessie looked up to the boy who held her in his arms. His eyes were very beautiful yet their color was familiar. His grin was handsome and his muscles were hard and comforting. She really wished to know this boy's name and stay in his arms.
The couple was interrupted. Trowa and Dezarae came onto their one side while Eden and Quatre came onto the other. "Look's like we got trouble." Trowa informed them. "Ramson was just looking down upon us."
"All the guards are gone." Quatre said. "We must get out of here."
Heero looked to Trowa, to Quatre, to the girl in his arms. Suddenly, from behind, a big explosion filled the room. Heero threw his arms around the girl and shielded her with his body. He stood his ground as pieces of rubble flew into the air. Screams filled the air and all around them, the scenary was engulfed by a bright yellow light. The temperature began to rise. Heero squinted and looked around a bit to see Quatre and Trowa doing the same thing as he was, shielding the girls from harm.
Heero closed his eyes. He began to feel faint.
"You are all she looks at."
"No matter what happens I will be always with you. I'll be waiting, I promise."
"November... December...I'm sorry..." Heero whispered to himself.
Everything turned black.
Jessie was so surprised when the boy threw his arms around her and protected her from a great explosion. All around her, people were sprawled about, dead. Many people were torn to shreds while others were just in halves or whole. Jessie and the girls began to panic when the boys were not moving. Eden began to cry, Dezarae went white and Jessie's heart froze. She felt so cold, holding a dead body in her arms. She had moved their position from his embrace to her embrace. She was sitting down awkwardly, almost kneeling. She held the boy in her arms, his head rested upon her shoulder. Eden was on her back while Quatre's body was toppled over her. She had finally lifted his body slowly and flipped him onto his back. She sat by his side, crying. Dezarae was still standing, holding Trowa in her arms. She looked like she was about to cry. Jessie, didn't like crying, but she too, began to cry. She never cried in a long time. But when she cried, there was no sound, only tears.
"H-h-how c-could they d-do this?!" Eden choked on her tears. "Playing god with their lives!" she paused, "Quatre! Wake up!"
Quatre didn't stir. His body was limp and lifeless as the bodies around them. Jessie dug her face into the boy's shoulder. She let out her tears.Dezarae on the other hand was frozen to her spot. She dared not to move. She felt like she would break Trowa in half.
Footsteps began to echoe the ballroom. Dezarae had closed her eyes and tried to force them to open but it was useless. She thought at first she went blind.
A small click, brought Jessie to her senses. She looked up to see Ramson standing there with a gun pointed to her face. "Poor Heero Yuy." He said, sadly but evil. "I wish I got to know him. After all, he was a famous Gundam Pilot."
Jessie's eyes lightened up. She looked at the boy, "Heero..."
"You look surprised miss Jessie." Ramson said. "What's the matter?"
"N-nothing." She replied, "I didn't know his name."
"What a shame you didn't get to know his cold personality. It seemed like you capture the suicidal soldier's cold heart. But think, now, he's free as a bird."
Men in black suits surrounded the girls and the bodies of the pilots. Three gaurds walked up to the girls and lifed up part of their skirts while guns were pointed toward them. The guards had retrieved the guns from the leg bands.
"Seems like you guys won't be needing these." Ramson said. "Well, since you guys are clearly the sole survivors, we would love to let you go, but i'm sorry, we can't. You see, we know what you guys have been up to and we know that you will go to the police. So the only way is to take you guys into our custody until my operation has been completed."
The guards who took the guns grabbed the girl's arms. Jessie didn't squirm, neither did Dezarae but Eden when bilistic. She screamed out to Quatre. Poor girl, Dezarae and Jessie thought. She had loved Quatre for a year and they only had just met Heero and Trowa. Eden began to cry. She loved him so much, she couldn't let his body be.
They were escorted to a limo, which waited at the front. The body guards loaded them up and joined them. The girls eventually fell asleep. But Jessie couldn't get Heero out of her head. He was so nice, so strong. Her past came instantly to her mind through a dream.
Quatre and his companions had arrived. He informed Heero and Trowa what dresses Jessie and Dezare would be wearing. Trowa nodded and told him that he would look out for them while Heero looked about. Quatre and Eden would be on the dance floor, dancing.
It seemed like a half an hour went by for Trowa, but soon enough, he caught the two girls. He walked up to them.
"I take it you are Dezarae and Jessie." He said, "I'm Trowa Barton. Quatre had informed me about your late arrivals," He paused, "May I take you to the dance floor," he said directly to Dezarae. Dezarae looked at Jessie and smiled.
"Yes you may." Trowa grinned and took her hand. He had to play it safe. Ramson could have spies all over the place.
Jessie watched them as they began to dance. Trowa was talking to Dezarae while she was filling in the history about Ramson and his palace. Her heart sank, how she wished she could be in a man's arms like Trowa's. He was handsome and very nice. His eyes reminded her of one of her friends she lost many years ago due to the fact of war. He had died in a battle.
A slow song began. Jessie just stood there, watching Quatre and Eden soon dancing near Trowa and Dezarae. She tried to smile, but a tear soon claimed her cheek. She wiped it away.
Quatre and Trowa were laughing while Dezarae and Eden looked at the boys with big grins on their faces. Dezarae had fallen for Trowa. Eden's relationship with Quatre was growing.
How Jessie admired her friends.
Heero was watching the couples too. It was then when Jessie caught his eye. His heart skipped a beat. She was so beautiful, standing there, all alone. He felt a pain of guilt well up in him. He couldn't let her stand there alone, looking upset. But, It was against his nature to acutally help a woman, and for some reason, he had to help her.
Without knowing, Heero found himself walking up to Jessie. He grabbed her hand and began to pull her up to the dance floor. He felt that she didn't hesitate to walk up with him. She was as surprised as Trowa and Quatre was. Trowa's jaw opened in gasp and Quatre had a big smile on his face. Heero finally stopped and spun around to meet Jessie's eyes. He placed his right hand around Jessie's waist and grabbed her one hand. His heart beated wildly and his knees felt like they were going to buckle up. What was this he was feeling? It was so awkward, but it felt good.
Heero brought Jessie close to his chest. At first he thought she would pull away but found that she didn't. His nerves soon calmed down as they both were engulfed by the soft music that whirled around them. Jessie's head was resting on Heero's shoulder. A small grin swept onto Heero's face.
From above, on a high balcony, Ramson stared down upon the crowd. The three gundam pilots stood out from the crowd. "Heero Yuy, what a coincidence. Trowa Barton and Quatre Winner too? My, this is indeed a special gift from the heavens above."
Ramson turned around. He knew the Gundam Pilots for they were the well best known heros today. Many people though didn't notice them. They saw them as normal teeangers attending one of the most famous balls. To Ramson, they were only trouble. Either way, he would destory them and come out victorious. "Victor," Ramson said, "Begin with plan A. From there, we'll play by thoughts."
A man in a black suit, who was bald and had sun glasses, nodded his head and walked down the hallway. Ramson turned back to the pilots. He grinned. "I wish I could meet you Heero, but I am extremely busy."
The song finally ended. Jessie looked up to the boy who held her in his arms. His eyes were very beautiful yet their color was familiar. His grin was handsome and his muscles were hard and comforting. She really wished to know this boy's name and stay in his arms.
The couple was interrupted. Trowa and Dezarae came onto their one side while Eden and Quatre came onto the other. "Look's like we got trouble." Trowa informed them. "Ramson was just looking down upon us."
"All the guards are gone." Quatre said. "We must get out of here."
Heero looked to Trowa, to Quatre, to the girl in his arms. Suddenly, from behind, a big explosion filled the room. Heero threw his arms around the girl and shielded her with his body. He stood his ground as pieces of rubble flew into the air. Screams filled the air and all around them, the scenary was engulfed by a bright yellow light. The temperature began to rise. Heero squinted and looked around a bit to see Quatre and Trowa doing the same thing as he was, shielding the girls from harm.
Heero closed his eyes. He began to feel faint.
"You are all she looks at."
"No matter what happens I will be always with you. I'll be waiting, I promise."
"November... December...I'm sorry..." Heero whispered to himself.
Everything turned black.
Jessie was so surprised when the boy threw his arms around her and protected her from a great explosion. All around her, people were sprawled about, dead. Many people were torn to shreds while others were just in halves or whole. Jessie and the girls began to panic when the boys were not moving. Eden began to cry, Dezarae went white and Jessie's heart froze. She felt so cold, holding a dead body in her arms. She had moved their position from his embrace to her embrace. She was sitting down awkwardly, almost kneeling. She held the boy in her arms, his head rested upon her shoulder. Eden was on her back while Quatre's body was toppled over her. She had finally lifted his body slowly and flipped him onto his back. She sat by his side, crying. Dezarae was still standing, holding Trowa in her arms. She looked like she was about to cry. Jessie, didn't like crying, but she too, began to cry. She never cried in a long time. But when she cried, there was no sound, only tears.
"H-h-how c-could they d-do this?!" Eden choked on her tears. "Playing god with their lives!" she paused, "Quatre! Wake up!"
Quatre didn't stir. His body was limp and lifeless as the bodies around them. Jessie dug her face into the boy's shoulder. She let out her tears.Dezarae on the other hand was frozen to her spot. She dared not to move. She felt like she would break Trowa in half.
Footsteps began to echoe the ballroom. Dezarae had closed her eyes and tried to force them to open but it was useless. She thought at first she went blind.
A small click, brought Jessie to her senses. She looked up to see Ramson standing there with a gun pointed to her face. "Poor Heero Yuy." He said, sadly but evil. "I wish I got to know him. After all, he was a famous Gundam Pilot."
Jessie's eyes lightened up. She looked at the boy, "Heero..."
"You look surprised miss Jessie." Ramson said. "What's the matter?"
"N-nothing." She replied, "I didn't know his name."
"What a shame you didn't get to know his cold personality. It seemed like you capture the suicidal soldier's cold heart. But think, now, he's free as a bird."
Men in black suits surrounded the girls and the bodies of the pilots. Three gaurds walked up to the girls and lifed up part of their skirts while guns were pointed toward them. The guards had retrieved the guns from the leg bands.
"Seems like you guys won't be needing these." Ramson said. "Well, since you guys are clearly the sole survivors, we would love to let you go, but i'm sorry, we can't. You see, we know what you guys have been up to and we know that you will go to the police. So the only way is to take you guys into our custody until my operation has been completed."
The guards who took the guns grabbed the girl's arms. Jessie didn't squirm, neither did Dezarae but Eden when bilistic. She screamed out to Quatre. Poor girl, Dezarae and Jessie thought. She had loved Quatre for a year and they only had just met Heero and Trowa. Eden began to cry. She loved him so much, she couldn't let his body be.
They were escorted to a limo, which waited at the front. The body guards loaded them up and joined them. The girls eventually fell asleep. But Jessie couldn't get Heero out of her head. He was so nice, so strong. Her past came instantly to her mind through a dream.
