An hour later, the women were all struggling to cope with the loss of
their children in Relena's house. "For as long as it takes to get our
children back, you are all welcome to stay here in the Sanq Kingdom.
Besides.. I think it will be better for all of us that way," Relena said.
The other women in the room nodded their affirmation.
"I just don't understand-why would anyone bring children into such twisted ideals," Midii stated, her voice cracking. "It's just that-none of the kids deserve to be pawns in another war. I don't want to lose this family to war as well-" Midii broke down crying, and Hilde began to do the same. Dorothy, sitting at the table, began to writhe in anger.
"How could I be so-so stupid! Why couldn't I have monitored them more closely? Wouldn't it be obvious that the children of Gundam Pilots would be targets?" Dorothy slammed her fist on the table, spilling some of her coffee over the sides of her cup.
"None of us could have anticipated this, Dorothy. We all had thought the world had become pacifist. We were caught in the world as a whole-we forgot the individuals, all of us," Sally chimed in. Dorthy looked towards the floor, her face downcast and troubled.
"Because of all this. Will I have another grave to visit when this is all over?" Dorothy fought back tears as Sally glanced helplessly at Relena. "It's all just falling apart, Relena. What can we do?" she asked. Relena returned her question with a determined look that had stared down many politicians. "We can wait, we can pray, and we can trust in our children and their fathers."
Li Chang stood up and punched the wall of the truck he and his comrades were in. "Darn it! We aren't tied or bound, we aren't even sedated, and we're being carried off like prisoners! This is ridiculously injust!" Trinity Maxwell leaned against the truck.
"Yeah, so what're we gonna do? Punch through it? We wait, and we figure out what to do while we're helpless," she said.
"Being helpless is for the weak. Argh, what will they do to us?" Li responded.
"This is no time for your pride or your stupid emotions, so just sit down and be quiet," Trinity replied.
"What was that?"
"My father always said that one should act on their emotions. We aren't ordinary children at all. So if we let our emotions guide us, we could be successful," Triton Barton said. The others eyed him quizzically.
"I agree with Triton. We have to be calm, but we aren't robots. We need to rely on our emotions. No one knows what'll happen to us in there. We'll not only need to rely on emotions, but each other," said Peace Winner, holding her sleeping little brother Rashid's hand. All of the children looked over to the one who hadn't spoken yet. The child stood up to face all of them.
"Our captors aren't looking to kill us or ransom us. They want to use us to disrupt peace," Heero Yuy Jr. stated flatly. "I haven't seen war, but I know too many people who have lost parents, or siblings to it. I know too many who have been warped and scared for life. My uncle, my father, I know only bits and pieces about what happened to them. All I know is, I'd rather die than help YOU WITH YOUR WAR!" Heero shouted at the wall. The other kids looked around as Heero managed to walk in the shaking vehicle over to the far wall above where Li was sitting. He reached to it and picked up a small device camouflaged to be hardly noticeable, and threw it to the floor.
"You disgust me." Heero crushed the device under his foot.
Commander Long gestured to his assistant. "Maintaining internal monitoring of the transport vehicle?" he asked. The assistant shook his head.
"01's kid somehow found the device we planted inside. We're blind until they arrive," the assistant responded. Long viciously backhanded the assistant to the ground.
"Next time have a backup plan, you idiot. We are dealing with the children of the greatest soldiers the world has ever known. Don't treat them like brats off the street," Long said. "They obviously have some sort of soldier training, in case of such babynappers like us. When they get here, bring them directly to me. Papa has big plans for them."
"I just don't understand-why would anyone bring children into such twisted ideals," Midii stated, her voice cracking. "It's just that-none of the kids deserve to be pawns in another war. I don't want to lose this family to war as well-" Midii broke down crying, and Hilde began to do the same. Dorothy, sitting at the table, began to writhe in anger.
"How could I be so-so stupid! Why couldn't I have monitored them more closely? Wouldn't it be obvious that the children of Gundam Pilots would be targets?" Dorothy slammed her fist on the table, spilling some of her coffee over the sides of her cup.
"None of us could have anticipated this, Dorothy. We all had thought the world had become pacifist. We were caught in the world as a whole-we forgot the individuals, all of us," Sally chimed in. Dorthy looked towards the floor, her face downcast and troubled.
"Because of all this. Will I have another grave to visit when this is all over?" Dorothy fought back tears as Sally glanced helplessly at Relena. "It's all just falling apart, Relena. What can we do?" she asked. Relena returned her question with a determined look that had stared down many politicians. "We can wait, we can pray, and we can trust in our children and their fathers."
Li Chang stood up and punched the wall of the truck he and his comrades were in. "Darn it! We aren't tied or bound, we aren't even sedated, and we're being carried off like prisoners! This is ridiculously injust!" Trinity Maxwell leaned against the truck.
"Yeah, so what're we gonna do? Punch through it? We wait, and we figure out what to do while we're helpless," she said.
"Being helpless is for the weak. Argh, what will they do to us?" Li responded.
"This is no time for your pride or your stupid emotions, so just sit down and be quiet," Trinity replied.
"What was that?"
"My father always said that one should act on their emotions. We aren't ordinary children at all. So if we let our emotions guide us, we could be successful," Triton Barton said. The others eyed him quizzically.
"I agree with Triton. We have to be calm, but we aren't robots. We need to rely on our emotions. No one knows what'll happen to us in there. We'll not only need to rely on emotions, but each other," said Peace Winner, holding her sleeping little brother Rashid's hand. All of the children looked over to the one who hadn't spoken yet. The child stood up to face all of them.
"Our captors aren't looking to kill us or ransom us. They want to use us to disrupt peace," Heero Yuy Jr. stated flatly. "I haven't seen war, but I know too many people who have lost parents, or siblings to it. I know too many who have been warped and scared for life. My uncle, my father, I know only bits and pieces about what happened to them. All I know is, I'd rather die than help YOU WITH YOUR WAR!" Heero shouted at the wall. The other kids looked around as Heero managed to walk in the shaking vehicle over to the far wall above where Li was sitting. He reached to it and picked up a small device camouflaged to be hardly noticeable, and threw it to the floor.
"You disgust me." Heero crushed the device under his foot.
Commander Long gestured to his assistant. "Maintaining internal monitoring of the transport vehicle?" he asked. The assistant shook his head.
"01's kid somehow found the device we planted inside. We're blind until they arrive," the assistant responded. Long viciously backhanded the assistant to the ground.
"Next time have a backup plan, you idiot. We are dealing with the children of the greatest soldiers the world has ever known. Don't treat them like brats off the street," Long said. "They obviously have some sort of soldier training, in case of such babynappers like us. When they get here, bring them directly to me. Papa has big plans for them."