Author's note: I don't own GW though I wish I had Duo. I accidentally saved
both chapters as one.hehe.. I fixed it so it doesn't repeat.sorry if it
confused anyone.
"Jerome." Trio whispered about half an hour into the drive.
"What is it?" Jerome asked without even looking at her.
"What if.what if they try to get the others?"
"What others?" Heero asked in his usual monotone.
"The other pilots. There are more like me and they might go to the other pilots for help. What if the 'X' tries to capture them?"
"What do you mean more like you?" Trio hesitated and showed Heero the wound. It had been completely resealed; like a scratch on a car it was barely evident she'd been hit at all. Heero and Relena both gasped.
"What the heck happened?" Relena whispered.
"That's what I've been up to for the past ten minutes. She's not your typical 16-year-old girl. Her name is.OW!" Jerome cried out as Trio hit him with a pillow.
"I can introduce myself thank you."
"But are you ready to admit aloud what you are." Jerome retorted seriously.
"I don't know," Trio said hesitantly. She looked at Heero. "But there's no time to find out like the present. My name is Trio Hawk. As Jerome already told you I'm not your ordinary 16-year-old girl." Trio lowered her head Her lower lip quivered. "For some strange reason after the Gundams were destroyed someone couldn't bear the thought of the Gundams dying and created children with aspects of the Gundam, its' pilot, and the pilot's girlfriend or other close friend."
"So does that mean that the child that's like Heero has part of me?"
"Yes. This experiment basically made a complete child."
"How many are there? I remember hearing about some human clone experiment but.. Was it that?"
"Correct again. There were originally 33 but only the most ironic number survived. Take a guess." Heero just stared at Trio, refusing to even acknowledge she'd stopped talking. When Relena spoke, however, Heero looked at her.
"Five. Five survived." Trio nodded.
"But how? There were only five Gundams to begin with," Heero argued.
"Not true. They used ALL Gundams ever created. The Gundam child of Domon Kasshu's Gundam lasted the longest. But the 'X' got him too.Only the Gundams belonging to the last five Gundam pilots have survived even this far."
"She's right, Heero," Jerome added. "You should contact the other pilots and give them the coordinates to the mansion where I live so they'll be safe for now."
"No, we don't need to get the others involved."
"Yes you do!" Trio shouted. "If the 'X' gets hold of them they'll kill them!"
"But this experiment has nothing to do with them. Why would they kill them?"
"Because they were a contributing factor. They don't care if they were the experiment or the accomplice they'll destroy them anyway." Heero glared menacingly at Trio and finally pulled out a small communicator separated into four small windows. He pushed four buttons at the bottom and waited until all four screens livened up with the other pilots.
"Heya, Heero, what's up?" Duo asked.
"Silence." Wufei called up.
"What is it, Heero?" Quatre asked.
"Yea, what's going on?" Trowa added.
"We've got a problem. There's some guys who are trying to destroy some kids."
"What does that have to do with us?" Wufei sneered.
"These kids are the result of a human clone experiment that happened many years ago. The kids aren't ordinary."
"Kids that aren't ordinary? Sounds like us." Wufei added once again. "But again, what does this have to do with me?"
"The child pertaining to you is half you and half Sally, and," Heero added, "Half Shenlong Nataku."
"What??! How is that possible?"
"I don't know, but the child that found me is a Duo look-alike."
"Let me see!!!" Duo shouted.
"Here," Heero said, thrusting the communicator into Trio's hand. Trio looked down upon the face of her "father" and had to make the mental note to close her mouth.
Duo was quiet for a second. "You're right, she does look like me."
"She's even got your braid, Duo." Trowa commented.
"Look," Jerome said, taking the communicator away from the stunned girl, "I need all four of you to get your closest girl friend, maybe your wife, fiancée or maybe sibling as the case may be and get them to the following coordinates." Jerome turned the communicator upside down and pushed '180 degrees S 179 degrees W'. "Understand? Go NOW! There's no time to waste. How long do you guys think it'll take to get you there?"
"Forty-five minutes, for all of us." Quatre said.
"Why for all of you?"
"We're at Quatre's mansion for a little tournament of the musicians."
"Who's winning?" Trio said, peeking on the screen.
"Let's just say it's not Duo," Wufei chided.
"Hey! That's not very nice."
"When has Wufei ever been nice?" Trio asked. She handed the communicator back to Heero with a deathly pale look on her face. "Never tick off China Men."
"Meet at the coordinates immediately. Over."
"Roger that." All four said at once. And with one click all the screens went blank.
"Now what do we do?"
"We wait," Jerome stated.
"Jerome." Trio whispered about half an hour into the drive.
"What is it?" Jerome asked without even looking at her.
"What if.what if they try to get the others?"
"What others?" Heero asked in his usual monotone.
"The other pilots. There are more like me and they might go to the other pilots for help. What if the 'X' tries to capture them?"
"What do you mean more like you?" Trio hesitated and showed Heero the wound. It had been completely resealed; like a scratch on a car it was barely evident she'd been hit at all. Heero and Relena both gasped.
"What the heck happened?" Relena whispered.
"That's what I've been up to for the past ten minutes. She's not your typical 16-year-old girl. Her name is.OW!" Jerome cried out as Trio hit him with a pillow.
"I can introduce myself thank you."
"But are you ready to admit aloud what you are." Jerome retorted seriously.
"I don't know," Trio said hesitantly. She looked at Heero. "But there's no time to find out like the present. My name is Trio Hawk. As Jerome already told you I'm not your ordinary 16-year-old girl." Trio lowered her head Her lower lip quivered. "For some strange reason after the Gundams were destroyed someone couldn't bear the thought of the Gundams dying and created children with aspects of the Gundam, its' pilot, and the pilot's girlfriend or other close friend."
"So does that mean that the child that's like Heero has part of me?"
"Yes. This experiment basically made a complete child."
"How many are there? I remember hearing about some human clone experiment but.. Was it that?"
"Correct again. There were originally 33 but only the most ironic number survived. Take a guess." Heero just stared at Trio, refusing to even acknowledge she'd stopped talking. When Relena spoke, however, Heero looked at her.
"Five. Five survived." Trio nodded.
"But how? There were only five Gundams to begin with," Heero argued.
"Not true. They used ALL Gundams ever created. The Gundam child of Domon Kasshu's Gundam lasted the longest. But the 'X' got him too.Only the Gundams belonging to the last five Gundam pilots have survived even this far."
"She's right, Heero," Jerome added. "You should contact the other pilots and give them the coordinates to the mansion where I live so they'll be safe for now."
"No, we don't need to get the others involved."
"Yes you do!" Trio shouted. "If the 'X' gets hold of them they'll kill them!"
"But this experiment has nothing to do with them. Why would they kill them?"
"Because they were a contributing factor. They don't care if they were the experiment or the accomplice they'll destroy them anyway." Heero glared menacingly at Trio and finally pulled out a small communicator separated into four small windows. He pushed four buttons at the bottom and waited until all four screens livened up with the other pilots.
"Heya, Heero, what's up?" Duo asked.
"Silence." Wufei called up.
"What is it, Heero?" Quatre asked.
"Yea, what's going on?" Trowa added.
"We've got a problem. There's some guys who are trying to destroy some kids."
"What does that have to do with us?" Wufei sneered.
"These kids are the result of a human clone experiment that happened many years ago. The kids aren't ordinary."
"Kids that aren't ordinary? Sounds like us." Wufei added once again. "But again, what does this have to do with me?"
"The child pertaining to you is half you and half Sally, and," Heero added, "Half Shenlong Nataku."
"What??! How is that possible?"
"I don't know, but the child that found me is a Duo look-alike."
"Let me see!!!" Duo shouted.
"Here," Heero said, thrusting the communicator into Trio's hand. Trio looked down upon the face of her "father" and had to make the mental note to close her mouth.
Duo was quiet for a second. "You're right, she does look like me."
"She's even got your braid, Duo." Trowa commented.
"Look," Jerome said, taking the communicator away from the stunned girl, "I need all four of you to get your closest girl friend, maybe your wife, fiancée or maybe sibling as the case may be and get them to the following coordinates." Jerome turned the communicator upside down and pushed '180 degrees S 179 degrees W'. "Understand? Go NOW! There's no time to waste. How long do you guys think it'll take to get you there?"
"Forty-five minutes, for all of us." Quatre said.
"Why for all of you?"
"We're at Quatre's mansion for a little tournament of the musicians."
"Who's winning?" Trio said, peeking on the screen.
"Let's just say it's not Duo," Wufei chided.
"Hey! That's not very nice."
"When has Wufei ever been nice?" Trio asked. She handed the communicator back to Heero with a deathly pale look on her face. "Never tick off China Men."
"Meet at the coordinates immediately. Over."
"Roger that." All four said at once. And with one click all the screens went blank.
"Now what do we do?"
"We wait," Jerome stated.