Chapter One: It Begins.....
Act Two: The Union
By: Knuckles19{Hmm......maybe I'll try writing a different way}
Heero hailed a cab and caught a ride to the address scribbled on the piece of paper he had received from the messenger. He arrived after a five minute ride and got off in the city. He glanced down at the address. "7894 Werner Street.....this must be it." He gazed up at the tall building that stood before him. It was a typical business complex with the windows reaching as high as one could see. Heero entered and boarded the elevator. He read the next instructions. "Now a secret seeps beneath your feet......too easy." Heero ripped the carpet off of the elevators floor. He saw the outline of a hatch and opened it. Sure enough, there was a ladder leading toward the depths of the basement. He grabbed the rungs and began to climb down. Heero's mind was blank as usual. He never questioned orders. He just carried them out. As he was halfway down, the elevator began to move downward. "Oh crap!" Heero released his hands from the steel rungs and fell twenty feet to the ground. "Ugh.......this is pathetic." He felt very little pain and slid into an opening to his left just as the elevator hit the ground. He got up and brushed himself off and proceeded to walk down the corridor that lay before him. It was dark, but very little phased Heero Yuy compared to all of his previous experiences. He came to a steel door. He pulled hard on a handle and it swung open. To his surprise, he was now in a gray room with several cushioned seats. In four of them were Duo Maxwell, Wufei Chang, Quatre Rabberba Winner, and Trowa Barton. Duo stood up, "Yo'Heero! What's up?" Heero was slightly confused. "Umm.....hey guys. What are you doing here?" Duo sat down and Wufei spoke. "We were given a message from some kid dressed like you two years ago. What's going on Heero?" Heero sat down "Don't ask me. I was cuddling up with a good book when some kid gave me a message." Duo snickered and said "Yeah, I BET you were cuddling up with a book.......and Releena!" He burst out laughing. Quatre snapped out "DUO! Don't be so insensitive!" Quatre calmed down "Don't worry Heero. He may be that way, but you should have seen him when we came down here."
This caught Heero's attention.
"How was he when he came down?" Heero asked with a curious tone in his voice for the first time.
"When he saw the elevator come down on us" Trowa started "he screamed like a baby.
Duo's face turned red "SHUT UP!" He screamed out.
Trowa smiled "Well you deserve it for picking on poor Quatre when he was watching his soap opera's."
Then for the first time in his life, Heero let out a light laugh. All of the pilot's mouths dropped open. Heero finished laughing and realized that he was the only one. He turned back to his cold, emotionless self.
At that moment, another door opened, revealing the messenger that had brought the letters to the boys. "Well, I guess you're all wondering why I've called you all here." Before any of them could answer, he began to speak again. "Please present the backs of your hands. They held their hands out. The young man snapped his fingers. At that time, the lights went out and a black light came on. On their hands rested a small crossed swords emblem in front of a strange cross. "Okay, that's all I needed to see!" He snapped his fingers again and the lights came back on.
"Exactly why did you call us here?" Wufei asked. "I had to break a......." He paused to word his sentence "....engagement of great importance" He finished.
"Don't worry" Began the teen "You'll have plenty of time for your date."
Wufei's face turned redder than Duo's had. "HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?!"
The boy raised his hand, showing the same crest as the others. "I'm a perfect solider. I know all about you guys."
"Perfect soldier?!" Quatre burst out "I thought that was Heero!" Duo stepped in "Wasn't that what you always called yourself Heero?" He asked with a skeptical look.
Heero was lost in thought "I thought I WAS the perfect soldier. Where does this punk get off calling himself by that title?"
"I represent a small elite force, code named the Perfect Army." The young man was ready to give answers before he got the questions. "Anybody who bears the "Fire Cross" is a member of the force. Our job is to prevent great threats from disturbing the peace. My name is Lance, P.S.I.D. No. 08. I already know who you all are."
Trowa looked stern "If that's your job, then you sure screwed up during the past three years."
Lance chuckled "I didn't say that we could prevent all wars from breaking out, but we have done a great deal since the war with the Space Station Libra. There are quite a few mobile suits that you've never even heard of thanks to us!"
Wufei grew impatient "Enough of the bragging about who you are. Just tell us what you want already!"
"Very well" Once again, he snapped and a door opened. "Follow me, and I'll tell you the details."
Heero hailed a cab and caught a ride to the address scribbled on the piece of paper he had received from the messenger. He arrived after a five minute ride and got off in the city. He glanced down at the address. "7894 Werner Street.....this must be it." He gazed up at the tall building that stood before him. It was a typical business complex with the windows reaching as high as one could see. Heero entered and boarded the elevator. He read the next instructions. "Now a secret seeps beneath your feet......too easy." Heero ripped the carpet off of the elevators floor. He saw the outline of a hatch and opened it. Sure enough, there was a ladder leading toward the depths of the basement. He grabbed the rungs and began to climb down. Heero's mind was blank as usual. He never questioned orders. He just carried them out. As he was halfway down, the elevator began to move downward. "Oh crap!" Heero released his hands from the steel rungs and fell twenty feet to the ground. "Ugh.......this is pathetic." He felt very little pain and slid into an opening to his left just as the elevator hit the ground. He got up and brushed himself off and proceeded to walk down the corridor that lay before him. It was dark, but very little phased Heero Yuy compared to all of his previous experiences. He came to a steel door. He pulled hard on a handle and it swung open. To his surprise, he was now in a gray room with several cushioned seats. In four of them were Duo Maxwell, Wufei Chang, Quatre Rabberba Winner, and Trowa Barton. Duo stood up, "Yo'Heero! What's up?" Heero was slightly confused. "Umm.....hey guys. What are you doing here?" Duo sat down and Wufei spoke. "We were given a message from some kid dressed like you two years ago. What's going on Heero?" Heero sat down "Don't ask me. I was cuddling up with a good book when some kid gave me a message." Duo snickered and said "Yeah, I BET you were cuddling up with a book.......and Releena!" He burst out laughing. Quatre snapped out "DUO! Don't be so insensitive!" Quatre calmed down "Don't worry Heero. He may be that way, but you should have seen him when we came down here."
This caught Heero's attention.
"How was he when he came down?" Heero asked with a curious tone in his voice for the first time.
"When he saw the elevator come down on us" Trowa started "he screamed like a baby.
Duo's face turned red "SHUT UP!" He screamed out.
Trowa smiled "Well you deserve it for picking on poor Quatre when he was watching his soap opera's."
Then for the first time in his life, Heero let out a light laugh. All of the pilot's mouths dropped open. Heero finished laughing and realized that he was the only one. He turned back to his cold, emotionless self.
At that moment, another door opened, revealing the messenger that had brought the letters to the boys. "Well, I guess you're all wondering why I've called you all here." Before any of them could answer, he began to speak again. "Please present the backs of your hands. They held their hands out. The young man snapped his fingers. At that time, the lights went out and a black light came on. On their hands rested a small crossed swords emblem in front of a strange cross. "Okay, that's all I needed to see!" He snapped his fingers again and the lights came back on.
"Exactly why did you call us here?" Wufei asked. "I had to break a......." He paused to word his sentence "....engagement of great importance" He finished.
"Don't worry" Began the teen "You'll have plenty of time for your date."
Wufei's face turned redder than Duo's had. "HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?!"
The boy raised his hand, showing the same crest as the others. "I'm a perfect solider. I know all about you guys."
"Perfect soldier?!" Quatre burst out "I thought that was Heero!" Duo stepped in "Wasn't that what you always called yourself Heero?" He asked with a skeptical look.
Heero was lost in thought "I thought I WAS the perfect soldier. Where does this punk get off calling himself by that title?"
"I represent a small elite force, code named the Perfect Army." The young man was ready to give answers before he got the questions. "Anybody who bears the "Fire Cross" is a member of the force. Our job is to prevent great threats from disturbing the peace. My name is Lance, P.S.I.D. No. 08. I already know who you all are."
Trowa looked stern "If that's your job, then you sure screwed up during the past three years."
Lance chuckled "I didn't say that we could prevent all wars from breaking out, but we have done a great deal since the war with the Space Station Libra. There are quite a few mobile suits that you've never even heard of thanks to us!"
Wufei grew impatient "Enough of the bragging about who you are. Just tell us what you want already!"
"Very well" Once again, he snapped and a door opened. "Follow me, and I'll tell you the details."