I do not own Gundam Wing
I do own the character, Mendel Noin and Naomi.
Chapter 3 Betrayed
"N-Naomi," Mendel stuttered in her surprise. "I-I thought you were my friend." She stopped when she saw Naomi bending down toward her. She was holding a syringe. Mendel tried to get up, to fight her off, or at least to get away. She found that she instinctively drew her gun and pointed it at her new found enemy. Naomi only smiled. "I can kill any of the pilots whenever I want to. Including this one." She pointed to the unconscious Quatre on the ground. "Pathetic." She emphasized this by kicking Quatre in the ribs. "S-stop.it!" Mendel fought back her desire to just lose consciousness right there and then. "What have.you.done to h-him?" She couldn't do it. It was to hard fighting back the blackness that threatened her. "The same thing I'm about to do to you." Naomi lifted the syringe. Mendel in turn, fought and managed to hold Naomi's hand. But Naomi knew just what to do. She turned and drew her gun, firing right at Trowa, hitting him in the shoulder. He instantly woke up and looked at them both. "M-Mendel? Naomi?" He stared at the angry Mendel, to the maniacal Naomi, who was holding a syringe. "Naomi, what are you doing?" Trowa sat up and slowly made his way over to them. "Stay back! Or I'll shoot!" Naomi lifted the gun and aimed right at Trowa's chest. But he didn't care. Mendel was in trouble, and he wasn't just going to sit around just because he's being pointed at with a gun. He's been in this same situation before. If he moves quickly enough, he can surprise her and take her gun. "No! Trowa get back!" "No, Mendel." "You're going to get hurt!" just as she said that, Naomi fired again, hitting Trowa in the leg. "No!" Mendel cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks. "No! Naomi, please stop! Stop!" Naomi raised her gun when Mendel pulled her arm down, thrusting the needle into her arm, and at the same time, throwing off her concentration. Her gun went off, but Trowa didn't get hit. Instead Mendel was thrust into darkness.
Where am I? What is this place? It's so cold. What's that light? It's in front of me. Darkness. All around, darkness. Please! Anybody! Help me! Get me out of here! I'll do anything! Anything? Yes, yes, as long as you get me out of here! Will you obey my every command? Yes! But please, get me out of here! Please! Please! Help me! Alright.
Mendel awoke to bright lights in a small room. Looking around, Mendel noticed that Naomi was sitting next to her. She had gotten her out of the darkness. Mendel opened her mouth to speak, to say thank you, but nothing came out. Naomi noticed her, and said, "I want you to locate and destroy the gundam pilots." No! I could never do that! You made a promise. Yeah, but. She got you out of the darkness. But I can't just kill them! A promise is a promise. I can't breathe! You made a promise! Let go of me! You made a promise I.can't. You made a promise. You're killing me. You made a promise No. Yes. Yes. I made a promise.
Mendel tossed and turned even though she was awake. She had to kill the gundam pilots. After all.a promise is a promise.
Trowa roused himself. Standing up, he saw all the other gundam pilots still on the ground. Quatre was in front of him. He began to try to rouse him. "Hey.Quatre. It's me. Trowa." Quatre looked up at him, he narrowed his eyes, which were completely out of focus. "T. Trowa?" "Yes." "T-Trowa." Quatre fell once again into unconsciousness. Trowa shook his head. "What have they done to you?" Heero roused himself next, then went about to waking up Duo, a little to harshly. "Hey man! I'm only asleep, not dead." Duo stood up and looked at them all. His arm was a little bloody; so was everyone else's. Wufei woke up next, and shouted bloody murder at them all. "INJUSTICE! INJUSTICE!" Duo saw that his arm was also bloodied in the same place. "Hey, isn't that weird? We're all hurt in the same spot." Heero looked at him, then at his own arm. "Huh." Duo looked at him, frustrated. "Well I thought it was strange." "It is." Trowa said calmly. "We were all sedated. I twice." Everyone stared at him. "You woke up." Heero said flatly. Trowa nodded. "What did you see?" "Mendel and Naomi at each other's throat." "Hn." "Naomi was obviously trying to sedate Mendel also. She did something to Quatre." "Naomi? Are you sure?" Duo looked worried. He remembered how that morning, or was it? Was it yesterday? How long have they been here? He mentally shook himself, then proceeded to tell the other pilots about that day, whenever it was. "You know, before we left, Mendel told me that she woke up with a feeling of treachery. Now I see. Naomi's betrayed us." He finished his sentence with a triumphant look on his face for finally understanding something before the other pilots did. Wufei muttered something that sounded like, "We already knew that Maxwell. Always takes you the longest." Duo looked at him. "WHAT WAS THAT? ARE YOU QUESTIONING ME?" "That's right." A dark voice came from the open door. "Mendel!" Trowa smiled at her, while almost everyone else fell on the floor. Trowa cleared his throat and said, "Mendel, what happened?" "Never mind that. I'm fine now." Trowa looked at her, then narrowed his eyes. Mendel could sense his suspicion. "What's wrong Trowa? Don't you believe me?" "No, I don't." Duo walked over to Trowa and said, "Come on Trowa! She probably had a bad time and doesn't want to talk about it." Just then, Mendel collapsed to the ground, holding her head and moaning. No that's not it! A promise is a promise. Yes.No! You promised. Yes.yes I did. Mendel got up and saw Trowa looking at her with a worried look on his face. "You see? That horrible woman tortured me! And it's all your fault!" She pointed to Trowa. "You dragged me into this!" she then buried her face in her hands and erupted in a fit of fake sobs. Trowa put his hand on her back, but Mendel brushed it away as if it was on fire. Jumping to her feet, she glared at the pilots, who all looked very confused. "I hate you. I hate you all!" she ran out of the door and out into the hall. Shivering, she collapsed again. No! Stop it you demon! I won't kill them, no matter what! Yes you will. Do you want to go back into the darkness again? No! Please, no! Then kill them quickly. Can't you see? They are all unhappy. You will give them eternal happiness by taking their lives. Yes.yes I see. To make Trowa happy, I'll end his life. Yes.
Mendel stood up and walked back to the room. "Oh Trowa, I'm so sorry. That woman is somehow controlling me. If you keep me alive, I'll kill you." Trowa looked at her, his eyes wide. Looking down, he outstretched his arm with a gun. His face was set as he aimed at Mendel. "Goodbye, Mendel." "Goodbye, Nanashi." Trowa dropped his gun and looked away. "Trowa." Mendel started, but stopped when she saw Trowa's face. "Why? Why are you doing this? Why?" Trowa's face was a mixture of astonishment, anger, and remorse. Mendel looked away. She couldn't face him. "I'm sorry. I." Trowa turned around and walked away. Mendel suppressed the want to hug her knees and cry. "Trowa." "No." Trowa didn't want to hear her. He never wanted to see her again. Why couldn't she just leave? I'm only hurting him. Oh why did I do that? You can always take his life and end it all right now. Aren't you mad at him? Mendel collapsed to the ground. "No! Leave me alone! Just go away!" Trowa still didn't turn around. "You were right Trowa! But please, please help me!" Trowa still didn't move or show any sign of doing so. Mendel let out a piercing scream as she collapsed to the ground. Did Trowa ever turn around? I hope he didn't. You idiot! Why didn't you kill him? Why don't I just kill you? Just try.
Mendel shivered on the ground. She let out another piercing scream. Finally, after five minutes of tossing and turning, she stopped. Her whole body turned pale, as the life was slowly drained out of her. Heh heh. I told you. I wouldn't have had to kill you if you didn't listen to me. You.lied.to me. I don't care now that you're about to die. YOU LIED TO ME! Wha- A PROMISE IS A PROMISE EH?
Let go of me- I'LL SHOW YOU PROMISE! I PROMISE TO KILL YOU! No- YES!
Trowa finally turned around. "Mendel?" All the pilots were staring at her. Trowa walked over. His face suddenly went pale. There was Mendel. Was she dead? Heero answered his question as if he had read his thoughts. "She's still alive.barely." "We have to get her some help." Duo said, lifting up Mendel and handing her gingerly to Trowa, who took her willingly. Mendel's eyes slowly opened. "T.Trow.a." Trowa looked at her, a great pain in his eyes. "Yes, Mendel." "T.Tro.wa.Rele.na.needs.help." Heero stopped dead. "Relena," He thought for a second, and then nodded to the other pilots. Mendel smiled weakly at Trowa. "Tro.wa.please.help.her." "But, what about you?" Mendel only smiled again and laughed weakly, saying in a hoarse and quiet voice, "Forget.about.me.forget.that.I'm hurt.Re.lena.needs.you're.help.now.put.me.down." Trowa almost jumped at this sudden command. He tried to protest, but couldn't after the way Mendel looked at him. In her eyes he saw love. Not pain or hatred. Love. She loved him like her own son, like a younger brother. Trowa blinked several times and gently laid her down on the ground. Mendel smiled. "Thank.you.now.get.out.of.here." Now it was Trowa's turn to smile. "Right." He signaled for the other pilots to follow him down the hall. Mendel heard their quiet but hasty footsteps dying away in the dark hall. She slowly sat up. Her chest stung but she ignored the pain, and instead looked around the room for Quatre. "Quat.re?" She heard nothing. Mendel tried again. "Quatre?" It seemed the more she talked, the better she got at it. "Quatre? Quatre.where are you?" Mendel tried standing up, but to no avail. She only succeeded in falling down again. "Oww! Haven't they ever heard of carpeting? Man," Looking up though, she saw that Quatre wasn't around. Fear struck through her. Where is he? Is he alright? What if he went after Trowa and the others? What if he's still in this room, waiting to hunt me down? Well, this is a pleasant train of thought. Oh yeah. Option 1: Quatre Could have lost his mind and went after the others. Option 2: He could still be here, waiting to kill me. Oh yeah. This is just great.
Trowa, Heero, Duo and Wufei rushed down the hall to the outside courtyard. They each split up and went about to fulfill their tasks. Duo stalked every soldier, looking for the one that was his size; or at least, close to it. And I must say, being Duo, trying to find somebody of the right proportions is very hard. Meanwhile Trowa went about trying to find the control room. Heero stood by in the fake Wing Zero in case it was needed; slowly he counted the seconds that went by. Wufei contacted Sally to make the drop off while he made his way to where Quatre would have been. The plan was going quite smoothly, except for the fact that Heero received a call from Trowa. "Yeah?" "The control room is too heavily guarded, I can't get in." "I don't see that being an issue with you." "There are about fifty guards surrounding the door, Heero. Even I have my limits." "Try to find another way in." "I've already scanned the whole area, that's the only way in." "What about a window?" "They're all boarded up." "Go find Mendel." "Why?" "She has a copy of the floor plans of The Sanc Kingdom." "Roger." Trowa turned a dial on the radio to warn Wufei. "Wufei? This is Trowa." "What do you want?" "Where are you?" "At the designation point." "Get out of there. I couldn't get into the control room." "Roger." Wufei stuffed the radio and looked around for a way out. Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching. Cursing to himself he turned and ran the other way. Wufei stopped under a high window. The footsteps were coming closer; he had to get out of there. Slowly he jumped up and caught hold of the sill. Wufei hoisted himself up safely onto the cold damp grass. He could hear the voices becoming agitated, then they left. "Trowa," he said to himself. "You've been around women to long."
Mendel was starting to feel the after effects of whatever Naomi did to her. She felt dizzy and tired. All Mendel wanted to do now was lay down and sleep. She heard something rummaging around the room. A blurry figure stood up and walked over to the cabinets. She heard whomever it was groan. Mendel did her best to try to make the person out. The body pulled something out and slowly walked over to her. Then, the person's face was clear as it was hung over her. "It's you-!"
***to be continued***
Chapter 3 Betrayed
"N-Naomi," Mendel stuttered in her surprise. "I-I thought you were my friend." She stopped when she saw Naomi bending down toward her. She was holding a syringe. Mendel tried to get up, to fight her off, or at least to get away. She found that she instinctively drew her gun and pointed it at her new found enemy. Naomi only smiled. "I can kill any of the pilots whenever I want to. Including this one." She pointed to the unconscious Quatre on the ground. "Pathetic." She emphasized this by kicking Quatre in the ribs. "S-stop.it!" Mendel fought back her desire to just lose consciousness right there and then. "What have.you.done to h-him?" She couldn't do it. It was to hard fighting back the blackness that threatened her. "The same thing I'm about to do to you." Naomi lifted the syringe. Mendel in turn, fought and managed to hold Naomi's hand. But Naomi knew just what to do. She turned and drew her gun, firing right at Trowa, hitting him in the shoulder. He instantly woke up and looked at them both. "M-Mendel? Naomi?" He stared at the angry Mendel, to the maniacal Naomi, who was holding a syringe. "Naomi, what are you doing?" Trowa sat up and slowly made his way over to them. "Stay back! Or I'll shoot!" Naomi lifted the gun and aimed right at Trowa's chest. But he didn't care. Mendel was in trouble, and he wasn't just going to sit around just because he's being pointed at with a gun. He's been in this same situation before. If he moves quickly enough, he can surprise her and take her gun. "No! Trowa get back!" "No, Mendel." "You're going to get hurt!" just as she said that, Naomi fired again, hitting Trowa in the leg. "No!" Mendel cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks. "No! Naomi, please stop! Stop!" Naomi raised her gun when Mendel pulled her arm down, thrusting the needle into her arm, and at the same time, throwing off her concentration. Her gun went off, but Trowa didn't get hit. Instead Mendel was thrust into darkness.
Where am I? What is this place? It's so cold. What's that light? It's in front of me. Darkness. All around, darkness. Please! Anybody! Help me! Get me out of here! I'll do anything! Anything? Yes, yes, as long as you get me out of here! Will you obey my every command? Yes! But please, get me out of here! Please! Please! Help me! Alright.
Mendel awoke to bright lights in a small room. Looking around, Mendel noticed that Naomi was sitting next to her. She had gotten her out of the darkness. Mendel opened her mouth to speak, to say thank you, but nothing came out. Naomi noticed her, and said, "I want you to locate and destroy the gundam pilots." No! I could never do that! You made a promise. Yeah, but. She got you out of the darkness. But I can't just kill them! A promise is a promise. I can't breathe! You made a promise! Let go of me! You made a promise I.can't. You made a promise. You're killing me. You made a promise No. Yes. Yes. I made a promise.
Mendel tossed and turned even though she was awake. She had to kill the gundam pilots. After all.a promise is a promise.
Trowa roused himself. Standing up, he saw all the other gundam pilots still on the ground. Quatre was in front of him. He began to try to rouse him. "Hey.Quatre. It's me. Trowa." Quatre looked up at him, he narrowed his eyes, which were completely out of focus. "T. Trowa?" "Yes." "T-Trowa." Quatre fell once again into unconsciousness. Trowa shook his head. "What have they done to you?" Heero roused himself next, then went about to waking up Duo, a little to harshly. "Hey man! I'm only asleep, not dead." Duo stood up and looked at them all. His arm was a little bloody; so was everyone else's. Wufei woke up next, and shouted bloody murder at them all. "INJUSTICE! INJUSTICE!" Duo saw that his arm was also bloodied in the same place. "Hey, isn't that weird? We're all hurt in the same spot." Heero looked at him, then at his own arm. "Huh." Duo looked at him, frustrated. "Well I thought it was strange." "It is." Trowa said calmly. "We were all sedated. I twice." Everyone stared at him. "You woke up." Heero said flatly. Trowa nodded. "What did you see?" "Mendel and Naomi at each other's throat." "Hn." "Naomi was obviously trying to sedate Mendel also. She did something to Quatre." "Naomi? Are you sure?" Duo looked worried. He remembered how that morning, or was it? Was it yesterday? How long have they been here? He mentally shook himself, then proceeded to tell the other pilots about that day, whenever it was. "You know, before we left, Mendel told me that she woke up with a feeling of treachery. Now I see. Naomi's betrayed us." He finished his sentence with a triumphant look on his face for finally understanding something before the other pilots did. Wufei muttered something that sounded like, "We already knew that Maxwell. Always takes you the longest." Duo looked at him. "WHAT WAS THAT? ARE YOU QUESTIONING ME?" "That's right." A dark voice came from the open door. "Mendel!" Trowa smiled at her, while almost everyone else fell on the floor. Trowa cleared his throat and said, "Mendel, what happened?" "Never mind that. I'm fine now." Trowa looked at her, then narrowed his eyes. Mendel could sense his suspicion. "What's wrong Trowa? Don't you believe me?" "No, I don't." Duo walked over to Trowa and said, "Come on Trowa! She probably had a bad time and doesn't want to talk about it." Just then, Mendel collapsed to the ground, holding her head and moaning. No that's not it! A promise is a promise. Yes.No! You promised. Yes.yes I did. Mendel got up and saw Trowa looking at her with a worried look on his face. "You see? That horrible woman tortured me! And it's all your fault!" She pointed to Trowa. "You dragged me into this!" she then buried her face in her hands and erupted in a fit of fake sobs. Trowa put his hand on her back, but Mendel brushed it away as if it was on fire. Jumping to her feet, she glared at the pilots, who all looked very confused. "I hate you. I hate you all!" she ran out of the door and out into the hall. Shivering, she collapsed again. No! Stop it you demon! I won't kill them, no matter what! Yes you will. Do you want to go back into the darkness again? No! Please, no! Then kill them quickly. Can't you see? They are all unhappy. You will give them eternal happiness by taking their lives. Yes.yes I see. To make Trowa happy, I'll end his life. Yes.
Mendel stood up and walked back to the room. "Oh Trowa, I'm so sorry. That woman is somehow controlling me. If you keep me alive, I'll kill you." Trowa looked at her, his eyes wide. Looking down, he outstretched his arm with a gun. His face was set as he aimed at Mendel. "Goodbye, Mendel." "Goodbye, Nanashi." Trowa dropped his gun and looked away. "Trowa." Mendel started, but stopped when she saw Trowa's face. "Why? Why are you doing this? Why?" Trowa's face was a mixture of astonishment, anger, and remorse. Mendel looked away. She couldn't face him. "I'm sorry. I." Trowa turned around and walked away. Mendel suppressed the want to hug her knees and cry. "Trowa." "No." Trowa didn't want to hear her. He never wanted to see her again. Why couldn't she just leave? I'm only hurting him. Oh why did I do that? You can always take his life and end it all right now. Aren't you mad at him? Mendel collapsed to the ground. "No! Leave me alone! Just go away!" Trowa still didn't turn around. "You were right Trowa! But please, please help me!" Trowa still didn't move or show any sign of doing so. Mendel let out a piercing scream as she collapsed to the ground. Did Trowa ever turn around? I hope he didn't. You idiot! Why didn't you kill him? Why don't I just kill you? Just try.
Mendel shivered on the ground. She let out another piercing scream. Finally, after five minutes of tossing and turning, she stopped. Her whole body turned pale, as the life was slowly drained out of her. Heh heh. I told you. I wouldn't have had to kill you if you didn't listen to me. You.lied.to me. I don't care now that you're about to die. YOU LIED TO ME! Wha- A PROMISE IS A PROMISE EH?
Let go of me- I'LL SHOW YOU PROMISE! I PROMISE TO KILL YOU! No- YES!
Trowa finally turned around. "Mendel?" All the pilots were staring at her. Trowa walked over. His face suddenly went pale. There was Mendel. Was she dead? Heero answered his question as if he had read his thoughts. "She's still alive.barely." "We have to get her some help." Duo said, lifting up Mendel and handing her gingerly to Trowa, who took her willingly. Mendel's eyes slowly opened. "T.Trow.a." Trowa looked at her, a great pain in his eyes. "Yes, Mendel." "T.Tro.wa.Rele.na.needs.help." Heero stopped dead. "Relena," He thought for a second, and then nodded to the other pilots. Mendel smiled weakly at Trowa. "Tro.wa.please.help.her." "But, what about you?" Mendel only smiled again and laughed weakly, saying in a hoarse and quiet voice, "Forget.about.me.forget.that.I'm hurt.Re.lena.needs.you're.help.now.put.me.down." Trowa almost jumped at this sudden command. He tried to protest, but couldn't after the way Mendel looked at him. In her eyes he saw love. Not pain or hatred. Love. She loved him like her own son, like a younger brother. Trowa blinked several times and gently laid her down on the ground. Mendel smiled. "Thank.you.now.get.out.of.here." Now it was Trowa's turn to smile. "Right." He signaled for the other pilots to follow him down the hall. Mendel heard their quiet but hasty footsteps dying away in the dark hall. She slowly sat up. Her chest stung but she ignored the pain, and instead looked around the room for Quatre. "Quat.re?" She heard nothing. Mendel tried again. "Quatre?" It seemed the more she talked, the better she got at it. "Quatre? Quatre.where are you?" Mendel tried standing up, but to no avail. She only succeeded in falling down again. "Oww! Haven't they ever heard of carpeting? Man," Looking up though, she saw that Quatre wasn't around. Fear struck through her. Where is he? Is he alright? What if he went after Trowa and the others? What if he's still in this room, waiting to hunt me down? Well, this is a pleasant train of thought. Oh yeah. Option 1: Quatre Could have lost his mind and went after the others. Option 2: He could still be here, waiting to kill me. Oh yeah. This is just great.
Trowa, Heero, Duo and Wufei rushed down the hall to the outside courtyard. They each split up and went about to fulfill their tasks. Duo stalked every soldier, looking for the one that was his size; or at least, close to it. And I must say, being Duo, trying to find somebody of the right proportions is very hard. Meanwhile Trowa went about trying to find the control room. Heero stood by in the fake Wing Zero in case it was needed; slowly he counted the seconds that went by. Wufei contacted Sally to make the drop off while he made his way to where Quatre would have been. The plan was going quite smoothly, except for the fact that Heero received a call from Trowa. "Yeah?" "The control room is too heavily guarded, I can't get in." "I don't see that being an issue with you." "There are about fifty guards surrounding the door, Heero. Even I have my limits." "Try to find another way in." "I've already scanned the whole area, that's the only way in." "What about a window?" "They're all boarded up." "Go find Mendel." "Why?" "She has a copy of the floor plans of The Sanc Kingdom." "Roger." Trowa turned a dial on the radio to warn Wufei. "Wufei? This is Trowa." "What do you want?" "Where are you?" "At the designation point." "Get out of there. I couldn't get into the control room." "Roger." Wufei stuffed the radio and looked around for a way out. Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching. Cursing to himself he turned and ran the other way. Wufei stopped under a high window. The footsteps were coming closer; he had to get out of there. Slowly he jumped up and caught hold of the sill. Wufei hoisted himself up safely onto the cold damp grass. He could hear the voices becoming agitated, then they left. "Trowa," he said to himself. "You've been around women to long."
Mendel was starting to feel the after effects of whatever Naomi did to her. She felt dizzy and tired. All Mendel wanted to do now was lay down and sleep. She heard something rummaging around the room. A blurry figure stood up and walked over to the cabinets. She heard whomever it was groan. Mendel did her best to try to make the person out. The body pulled something out and slowly walked over to her. Then, the person's face was clear as it was hung over her. "It's you-!"
***to be continued***
