- Chimera of Life -
Story Five: Righteous Mirage
Chapter Eleven By Heartfire~*~
[To all reviewers, anonymous and email-known alike, THANKS so much for the continuous interest in this story! With all my gratitude, here's the next chapter and trying hard for the next to put up before my spring break is over. Again, thanks!]
The shock in Quatre's voice was understandable. After all, she hadn't exactly announced that she was coming… not to mention that she had eluded him as much as possible in the past.
"Hello, Quatre." Dorothy greeted with a quick nod.
"What the hell are you doing here?!"
Ah… Wufei and his bark… How Relena was able to stand him for such a long time… still a mystery to her. "I was going to look for you and demand that you let me see Relena." She didn't turn to look at him… The haggard look in Quatre's eyes had kept her attention.
Quatre couldn't stop staring at Dorothy… The mere fact that she had spoken as if Trowa was still alive… That she had talked as if she had answers…
"How did you get in here?!"
Dorothy's patience broke and she turned to face Wufei, walked to him with her eyes meeting the challenge in his eyes, then before Wufei knew what she was doing, she had her ID slapped on his chest. "I got in using this. Now shut up for a minute and let me talk to Quatre."
Wufei's hands went to her ID and he stared at it in shock. 'She couldn't be…'
"I am one of you whether you like it or not…" Dorothy answered the unspoken question in his eyes.
"Dorothy…"
Quatre's weak voice made her turn and look at him again. ""What is it, Quatre?"
He couldn't understand why she was here… he couldn't understand why Wufei was staring at what she had slapped in his hands… He couldn't understand anything but Yvan and that- "Trowa's dead…"
Disbelief coursed through her… "I… I don't think I understand…" The news was a blow to her… How could he have… died?
Quatre looked away and the next voice she heard belonged to Wufei.
"Some bodies were found near the Deccan plateau where an explosion happened. One of the bodies was tested and found to be Trowa Barton's."
She could feel that he was having a hard time using an indifferent a manner. She could hear the sadness in his voice… "And the other…?"
"All we know is that she was a woman… There were no records or files to know who she was…" Wufei answered snappily. He feels bad for Quatre and Catherine… he truly does… but this was a military operation now and he shouldn't let his emotions cloud his judgments.
Dorothy's hand touched Jess's scarf once again and a picture of a blonde woman appeared in her mind. "Try…" She swallowed… She couldn't understand why she was so affected… These people were never her friends… She never had friends… "Try Midii Une…"
"What?" Wufei frowned at the name.
Quatre looked at Dorothy curiously.
"Midii Une… I saw them together… at the center… You won't see any records of her though. I've already checked."
"What are you talking about?" Quatre asked softly. He could tell that something's bugging her… that she's worried about something.
"I…" This was her job now… She was an independent Preventer but a Preventer nonetheless… She must do her duty, as she perceived it right… She turned and faced Wufei… the one in charge. Though she felt that it was a little premature to tell them- or maybe it was her feelings for Jess- she still asked. "Wufei, have you heard of the organization Righteous Justice?"
"RJ…" Quatre whispered as he remembered the logo he saw on his computer screen.
Wufei stared at Dorothy as images of the pins on the man who had shot Relena came to mind… He tossed her the I.D. once again and she caught it effortlessly. "Where did you hear about… RJ?"
"I am your contact person for any organization that wish to overthrow the government you have. I only report to Une and she tells your people… Once I am assured of an organization's power and mission, I give the command."
"I didn't know…" Quatre whispered while the message appeared in Wufei's eyes.
"Nobody was supposed to know…" She tried to keep her strong face…
"We have been trying to find out about this organization for the past few months and you already had a damn insider in the blasted base?!" A woman with a riot of curly blonde hair cried out in frustration from one side.
"Shut up! I didn't know!" Wufei yelled back. He hates it when he doesn't know everything… The Catalonia name had always been associated with every single assholes who wished to rule the world and now… now she tells them… this?!
"You people are worse than the IA!!! At least we know where our men are!"
'Obviously not a Preventer…' The thought flitted in her mind before she gave the woman a quelling glare. "Did you not hear what I said? Nobody was supposed to know. We do more dirty work than you IA's do so shut up and just listen… Besides…" She crossed her hands over her chest and didn't look away from flashing green eyes. "You wouldn't have found it even if you had the best radio, satellite, or tracker around…"
"What do you mean?" Wufei walked to Dorothy menacingly but Quatre was suddenly between them. He had known that Wufei had been under a lot of stress… Everyone was…
"Wufei… stop it… Dorothy… Please go on."
Dorothy nodded to Quatre. "RJ was able to perfect a machine that would render them radar, optical, heat, and satellite invisibility."
"But that isn't possible…" Quatre tried to imagine such a machine.
"It is… I was not able to copy their data… and I never gave Ms. Une any information about RJ because I still haven't found their mission-"
"Their mission is the same as the others! They were the ones who nearly killed Relena! Dammit!"
Wufei's sudden revelation stopped her. What did he mean? "Chang…" No matter how curious she was, she must keep her control. "Information for information… What happened to Relena? None of the news teams have any records of the convention where she was shot…"
"Where have you been?" Mariemaia's question was full of disbelief… Everyone on the whole planet and on every colony knew what was happening… Everyone, except for the two people she had been searching for, Duo and Hilde… Now, Dorothy was telling them that she also didn't know?
"I… None of your business…" Dorothy's hand clutched the scarf. "Now… who will tell me where Relena is and what has been happening?"
Quatre's hand went up to stop Wufei and then he walked to Dorothy. "Ten days ago, a warehouse exploded on the Deccan plateau. Trowa and… Midii's body was found… The very next day, Relena stepped into the line of fire. Heero shot the assassin and the team later figured that he came from… RJ. The pins on his lapels suggested it… Yet according to records, this man had been dead for three years. Three days ago, Arche was liberated. Is that what you wished to know, Dorothy?"
She suddenly couldn't breathe… Everything had happened during the happiest days of her life…? "Where's Relena? How is she? I want to see her."
"Relena's on the top floor. I can take you to her later on but… she has yet to gain consciousness…" Quatre answered her questions with his kind voice.
"Your turn, goldilocks." The woman with green eyes demanded in such an irritable voice.
Dorothy turned to the blonde and gave her a once over… 'Me? Goldilocks?' She stared at the thick, curly mane of blonde hair on the girl. 'She fits the bill more so than I!'
Quatre turned around and faced the owner of the voice. "Please, Ping… I know that you're stressed… Everyone is… but please…" He didn't have to finish his sentence to make her know what he wanted her to do and Ping sighed before she turned away and nodded.
"Sorry." Yet the tone of her voice didn't suggest a hint of apology.
She had thought, when she entered this room, that the furor was that only of activity… but she had miscalculated the tension she had felt. "Righteous Justice has about two thousand five hundred men, trained to endure wildlife and… brainwashed. They were picked on the streets… beggars or just strays alike. Without self-identity, they are the perfect soldiers, only awaiting command… They can mingle with the crowds and no one would know the difference… Their Base is located ten miles, south east from the Deccan Plateau. They have armaments and various war vehicles such as hovercrafts, tanks, and helicopters of the highest quality provided by James Morley. Their leader is Dr. Brandon Blake."
Quick and concise, she finished her report. If there were any more doubts that she does not report to Une, they were now eliminated.
"What are we waiting for?" A man from one of the control panels asked.
"I can't believe we were so close…" A woman near Dorothy whispered.
Dorothy glanced at Wufei and she could tell, even before he opened his lips, what he was going to do.
"Sir! I'm picking a transmission!" Mariemaia cried out while her hands flew over the control panel, garnering everyone's attention.
"Wufei, this is Heero Yuy."
"Track him!" Wufei ordered as he ran to Mariemaia. The large screen in the middle of the farthest wall flickered to light and satellite views appeared here and there like flashes of a camera.
"Heero! Heero, where the hell are you?"
"Wufei… I found them."
"What are you talking about?"
Dorothy's blood ran cold as she stared at the screen and let Wufei's and Heero's conversation flow over her.
"Those bastards."
"Heero. Stop it right now. Relena's all right. Come back here." Dammit! He doesn't want to lose another friend…
"You're lying… She hasn't regained consciousness yet. She's still in a coma…"
Wufei looked back at Quatre who stared at him in confusion. How was Heero able to know? He walked toward Wufei and spoke clearly. "Heero, this is Quatre. Please listen… You can't do this alone."
"You're wrong Quatre… I can… Over and out."
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'I can…' He stared at the dull gray color of the control panels then at the six bodies that lay on the ground… Always the first to hit… the communications tower… Then everything would be easy…
It was just pure chance that he found a group of soldiers a few meters away… Chance that he observed another group walk to a tree and then from the grass-covered meadow, something shimmered against the afternoon sun. From the tallest section of the fort, down to the foundation, it slowly came to view…
He had been searching high and low… now he knew… Optical, radar, and satellite invisibility… How it was accomplished, he couldn't care less… He's going to blow it up anyway.
Heero rounded a corner then stopped when he saw a group of soldiers… He had stripped the uniform in the communications tower and was wearing his usual light clothes… Conspicuous that he was not one of them after their initial befuddlement, they charged.
He stood his ground… ready for anything they could give… Ten… a large crowd… for a small hallway…
…
A knock resounded in his small cell then a patch of white light from the small door near the ground.
"Gee… thanks… my last meal, right?" Jess grumbled under his breath as he took the tray of food. He didn't even know why he was taken prisoner the moment he stepped into this nuthouse! What he was told was that… Onie was dead… The only real friend he had these past few years in this damn compound was dead… Sadness found him again, an ache for his friend-
"Sir…"
The familiar voice made him check in his sarcasm. "Quentin!"
…
Heero was thrown back against the wall and pain sliced through his head. Was it he, or were these guys stronger than him…?
He dodged an incoming fist before it could hit him then instinctively brought his feet up for a good, hard, high roundhouse kick. Something fell on his arm… It could have been saliva, blood, or sweat but he didn't care… all he knew was he just needed to place one last bomb…
"Ungh!" A punch grinded itself at his solar plexus and he gritted his teeth while he tried to control his pain. Something hit him hard on his head and another on his spine… Blood spurted from his mouth as he fell down on his hands and knees…
Heero gasped for air. Slowly, he looked up… and stared into the foreboding hole of a gun…
…
"Sorry I wasn't able to report to you yesterday sir."
A sense of guilt ran through Jess. He was putting Quentin into this much trouble. But he wanted to know- "That's alright. Were you able to call her and mail the letter?" He took the tray of food that was slid inside and thanked no one that the chef was a good cook.
"Yes sir."
"Good… Do me one last favor, Quen…" Jess opened his table napkin and smiled.
"What sir?"
"Get everyone out of here… The team… your friends, my friends… Things are happening around here that I don't even know of… I don't want any of you to get hurt. Do it as quickly as you can."
Quentin bit his lower lip… Jessie had welcomed all of them with a warm smile… befriended the whole kidnapped medical team… no one wouldn't give their right hand or leg for him if he needed it. "Yes sir… I'll tell them."
The patch of light disappeared and once again, Jess was left in his dark cell…
…
The pictures on the screen stopped moving.
"He terminated the transmission… sir…" Mariemaia whispered sadly.
"Where was he?" Wufei asked in barely controlled anger.
Mariemaia bit her lower lip then looked at Dorothy. "Somewhere south east from the Deccan Plateau… sir…"
…
The soldier pushed the trigger… Heero moved… but not fast enough. The bullet wormed through his shoulder and he couldn't stop the wince on his battered face. He rolled on the floor and tried not to think of his pain when another shot rang in the air then a throbbing sting spread from his leg. Heero stumbled then lay on the floor… gasping for air…
He's going to die… right here… right now… and still… one face was in his mind… 'Relena.'
…
Blue green eyes snapped wide open while a sudden deep breath went through her lungs like a swimmer who just burst out from the water. Pain exploded through her body from her gunshot wound but after only a second of shock… her hands went up to her face, grabbed the tubes inserted to her mouth and plastered on her nose, then tore them away.
'Heero…' It was almost as if she could hear him call for her… but she's so weak…
She looked around and found no one… She pushed herself up, looked at the tubes and needles sticking from her arms then started to pull them away, biting back the screams that bubbled in her throat. She must get up… She didn't know why… except- except that somebody was calling for her…
…
"Abort action sequence four-ten!"
The loud order was shouted clear and strong… No more bullets were fired his way and Heero forced his body to turn one last time… to see who had ordered the ceasefire.
An old man came to view… a haunted look in his eyes… A haunted look that chilled Heero's blood… The man's eyes went over him, unfeeling… cold.
"Heero Yuy… One of the Gundam Pilots… It is only expected that you would be the one to find my project."
Heero grunted. So he's the head of this whole organization… He's the one who ordered that bullet that went through Relena's body… "Find it and destroy it." He didn't add the last one but his tone of voice hinted on it- 'And kill you…'
The man's face turned sour and motioned to one of his soldiers.
Heero grimaced and swallowed a cry as two people stepped on his hands and crushed it with their heel while another two held his legs down.
"Now let's see what you have…"
Heero struggled while the man brought out his last detonation device…
"Planning a loud bang before you leave, I see…"
Heero tried a smirk. "Yeah… and you'll be right in the middle."
The steel gray eyes pierced through him and Heero saw the old man grab a gun, then the sounds of bones against steel rang in the air… Stars exploded in his vision and then… darkness…
…
Dorothy gasped and both her hands grabbed the scarf's edge. Knowing Heero Yuy… Images of long ago memories filled her head. Images such as… explosions.
"Dorothy! I thought you said that the base had optical invisibility." Wufei demanded when he faced her then stopped when he noticed her deathly white color.
"They do…" She could barely talk…
"How the hell did Yuy find the base?!"
…
She was finally able to get herself down from the bed… Finally… Her feet were wobbly as they tried to endure her unfamiliar weight while her hands clutched at the bed for support…
Something trickled down her arm. She quickly glanced at it and saw her blood creating a river path down her skin from the needle holes. She bit her lower lip, trying hard not to succumb to that irritating darkness that was threatening to overcome her. She trailed the path of light that shone on her bed and she found the window… outside… the cloudy blue sky…
'I'm coming…' She let go of the bed and started to walk to the window…
…
Indescribably pain threatened to rip him apart… more so from his head… Heero fought to keep his eyes open. At first, he could only see darkness… The ringing in his ears slowly subsided and he blinked a few times more before he could finally see something… Liquid oozed down his lips but he didn't give it any thought as he tried to move his good hand…
He could feel a thick, sticky liquid substance on the floor and he could almost picture himself lying in his own pool of blood…
His hands went to the belt around his waist, his good hand was being guided by his sense of touch… He couldn't move his back… Maybe he was paralyzed with that blow… either way… there's no turning back now.
His hands finally found the small lever behind the buckle and he stroked it like a kitten… trying to bring comfort to his cold body.
'Relena…'
…
She reached the window… out of breath and cringing in pain, but she reached it… Heero's image flittered in her mind as she looked outside, at the late afternoon glow, and saw snowflakes start to fall and dance with winter's light breeze.
…
Heero closed his eyes… He could feel that tugging want to let go and just sleep… Even if he wasn't be able to destroy the base… at least he would be able to create just as much damage with the other ten detonators he'd already planted around the area…
His hands gripped the buckle… his thumb, only a small press away from the lever and yet he hesitated.
A tear slowly made way down his face as he realized something… 'I don't want to die… I don't want to die…' He wants to live… to stay with Relena. To be with her and no one else…
Coward. He's being a coward. Besides, Relena would be better off without him. What could he offer her? Nothing at all… He didn't have anything of value… He broke a promise before, now he's breaking one again. He's nothing but a thorn to her side- nothing but a damn problem. What good was accepting death if he wouldn't be able to bring down at least some of what had caused her pain?
It was as if someone had touched his heart and he didn't mind anymore that he was going to die…
'I love you… Relena…' He will never be able to tell her… There was a time when he told Trowa to follow his emotions. He thought he understood. He thought that emotions were instincts, and his instincts were honed for battle… for the mind, not the heart. Now, there was a different meaning ingrained in his mind. He will follow his emotions for what they are… what he feels…
For her.
His thumb pressed the lever then unconsciousness enveloped him.
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Pain exploded in Relena's lungs and her breath came in short gasps while her hands clutched at her chest. She couldn't understand what was happening but she could feel so much… ache… and a foreboding feeling that Heero was in trouble…
'No… Heero…'
She couldn't breathe… Her heart was pumping too fast that her chest hurt… Shots of pain ran through her body. Relena gasped.
Her surroundings spun around her… Colors merged together… everything became one swirl… Her hands went out to grab for the curtains but the light cloth didn't hold her weight and started to rip… She could feel her body start to fall toward the floor and then darkness engulfed her vision…
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Clear periwinkle eyes focused upon one door in the hall. An air of worry showed in every step while the edge of her white coat flapped against her legs. Her patient has yet to recover consciousness…
"Relena… why won't you wake up?" She whispered to herself as she neared the door to do a check up on her. She had promised Heero, and she will do everything in her power to save her.
Hands that saved countless of lives covered the doorknob, then with a flick of her wrist, she opened the room. Her expectant eyes fell on the bed, only for her to experience shock.
The bed was rumpled, and all medical necessities lay in a jumble on top of the blanket. "Relena!" Her eyes quickly scanned the room and she finally found her on the floor.
Fear gripped her. That one emotion that always clutches at a doctor's heart when one knew that a patient was in trouble… She ran to her patient, and friend. Honey gold hair was in a jumbled mess while she lay in a half fetal position. Sally quickly turned Relena to her back and expert hands searched for a heartbeat on cold, white neck.
There was no pulse.
"Damn!" She left Relena only to press one button against the wall, then she quickly went back, kneeled right beside her friend and lost no time as she started with rescue breathing procedures, then CPR when she couldn't feel any pulse.
"Come on… Don't die on me…" She whispered as she looked at her friend's face. Lips, opened in a gasping position, were turning blue. Sally pushed Relena's head back and then gave her a breath, watching Relena's chest for that barely decipherable swell.
She heard her two, hand picked staff from behind just as she finished giving Relena air. "AED now!" Her hands tore Relena's gown open and she thanked God that her hands were not shaking.
One of her nurses efficiently attached the pads on Relena's chest.
"200. Stand clear." Sally ordered, her hands going away from Relena. She saw her friend's body jerk from the shock, then her eyes went to the green monitor. "Higher. Again." Why did she pick such a profession?!
Relena's body twitched once again, but Sally's eyes only slanted. "Put it on full. Clear!" In her heart and mind, she willed Relena not to die. She got there just in time, that she could be sure of. She looked at her other staff member. "Check if she's bleeding." This staff was specifically the one she chose to look after Relena… She trusts them with… everything.
The nurse shook her head. "None."
A slight relief went through her while her hands tore off the pads on Relena's chest. "Time!" She held Relena's head tilted while her nurse did CPR once again. She gave Relena another breath of air. They continued until her nurse prompted time. Sally quickly checked Relena's pulse.
No pulse…
She only had to look at the nurse in front of her and the pads were back. "Standard 3 shocks, 360 joules." Her voice was still clear and firm though deep in her, she was already shaking. Her eyes pricked with tears while Relena's body convulsed… Once… Twice… Thrice…
They heard that faint beeping sound and Sally's eyes focused on the monitor…
Pulse.
Sally dropped on her buttocks and her shoulders fell forward in relief. "Thank God…" She swallowed, her throat parched, before she looked at the nurse by Relena's feet. "Bleeding?"
The nurse shook her head, a smile upon her lips.
Sally felt her own smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Let's get her to bed. I want to make sure that everything is all right."
"At once, Dr. Poe."
They saved her once again… but what happened? Her eyes fell on the pale, unconscious woman in the middle of the cot and her resolve tightened. No matter what, she must not let Relena die.
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Dorothy's mind was going too fast for her… way too fast… she could barely keep up… "What day is today?"
Quatre frowned as he walked to her then reached for her hand and nearly flinched at the ice-cold feel. He motioned for Yvan to help him and Yvan walked to them, not knowing what should be done. "Today is Wednesday."
'Thursday in India…' Images of torn flesh… of broken bones… of missing limbs… emergency room… "Wufei…" She turned to face him, her hands still in Quatre's grasp, and he saw desperation in her eyes. "Wufei… Stop Heero…"
Confusion rose in Wufei as he stared at Dorothy in befuddlement…
"Didn't you understand what I just said?!" Dorothy asked. Her voice started to sound more high pitched and frantic. "Stop Heero!" She looked around but nobody was moving… No one was moving…
With a sigh of frustration, Dorothy pulled her hands away from Quatre then half ran, half walked to Mariemaia's seat. She nearly pushed the girl off the chair when she grabbed for the small speaker. "Heero! Heero Yuy, you answer this damn message right now!!!"
Quatre couldn't understand her but he walked to the soldier nearest to him. "Bring the location on screen, please."
The soldier complied. The large area of nothing showed on the wide, white screen… Dorothy looked up… The familiar surroundings… the whole location… it was all so large… and nobody could see it.
"Is there anything you can detect, Jerome?" Wufei asked after he caught a look from Quatre…
Dorothy turned to glare at him. "Weren't you listening?! They have radar and satellite invisibility! Your instruments wouldn't be able to detect a fly in their compound!" She turned her attention back on the comm. "Heero! Dammit! Answer me!" She glanced up and images of Jessie came to mind instead of the clearing on the screen.
A hand went around her shaking hands and Dorothy turned and stared into clear aquamarine eyes.
"Dorothy… It will take half a day to get there… but if you would just tell us what the problem is…" He could feel such a blast of emotion from her… confusing pain and hope… then anger and anxiety… So much…
She didn't want to tell him… nobody would be able to understand her situation… Maybe not even Quatre… "Heero will kill everyone in there…"
Quatre's eyes hardened. "Maybe they all deserve to die… They tried to assassinate the president and hurt Relena instead… They were probably the ones who bombed that location where Trowa was because they realized that he was going to contact us… Melted communication devices were found there. Maybe they deserve what Heero wants to give them…"
"No… not all of them…" She couldn't believe she's hearing these things from Quatre! Not Quatre… "These people… their lives were taken away. You don't understand!"
"Make me understand, Dorothy… Make all of us understand." Quatre whispered as he placed his hands on her shaking shoulders. Was Dorothy… Was she actually… Had she finally accepted what he could feel she had?
From the sidelines, Yvan sadly watched Dorothy… Her desperate actions reminded her so much of what she had felt when she saw Quatre being led to the line of fire…
Dorothy's eyes moved from Quatre to the screen… How could she start…? How could she make him understand? Slowly… her muddled thoughts started to make sense… She opened her lips to start to tell him when-
Violent explosions erupted out of nowhere on the clear, flat area on the screen. A flare of greenish light then huge gouts of orange flame so bright it was almost as though they were in front of the real explosion. Their eyes squinted from the blinding light but one person kept her eyes wide, shocked and unable to turn away. Clods of dirt and sod thumped down onto the streets like a meteor shower, accompanied by a shower of sand… Huge clouds of black smoke poured out and for a moment, had made them unable to see what was happening…
Then… slowly… the smoke disappeared… the greenish light faded… and in its place… structures of blasted buildings… of rubble… shadows of scattered askew limbs… and… nothingness.
Everyone could only stare at the screen… but Dorothy… Dorothy couldn't breathe… it was almost as if she was right in the middle of that blast… almost as though smoke was clouding her eyes and suffocating her… She couldn't feel her body… She just suddenly couldn't feel her body…
Quatre turned around and saw Dorothy's stunned, pale face… Concern swept through him. "Dorothy?" She didn't respond… she didn't even give any reaction that she heard him… "Dorothy…?"
Bit by bit, almost as though someone else was guiding her head, she turned to face him. Quatre frowned at her lifeless blue eyes… She hadn't blinked yet… hadn't…. Deep shock… "Dorothy!" His hands went to her shoulders and he started to shake her.
Half the people in the room turned to face them… while the other half couldn't remove their eyes away from what they had seen.
He saw her blink… saw the light shine back in her dull eyes…
The pressure on her shoulders hurt… but the pressure on her chest was worse… They didn't do anything… Nobody in this place did anything to help her… After all the years she had helped the Preventers to find people… after all the help she gave them… nobody had understood when she had needed help… They all stood there and watched her… They do not deserve help… They don't deserve anything!
A familiar emotion charged through her… anger and emptiness… Hate… Dorothy pulled away from Quatre's hands.
Quatre shook his head as he saw the message in her eyes, chilling his heart. "No… Dorothy… you know we couldn't have done anything-"
"I hate you…" Her voice was like the hissing of a snake… venomous and full of rage. "I hate all of you!"
Her words, though soft, were taken to everyone's ears… before Quatre could speak, Dorothy had turned around and walked out of the room with her head held stiffly high in the air… As the door closed behind her… she left a dreadful foreboding feeling to everyone in the room…
She wanted to get out of that dreadful place… Out of that place full of people who said that they wish for peace yet they did nothing and didn't listen to anything she said… She bumped into someone but she didn't stop her walk… Her vision blurred but she held her head high…
She wants revenge… She wants all of them to pay… for all of them to… die.
The door opened for her and she walked out to the snowy streets. Her hand went up to her hair to brush it back when it snagged against the hem of her scarf…
She looked down… Her nose came in contact with the white cloth and she breathed in his mint cologne… saw his daffodil bracelet around her wrist… and the tears that was shocked in place fell down her statue-like face…
Dorothy turned away from her limousine. She turned away from everyone and she started to run. She just wanted to get away from everyone. Everybody… and be alone as she had always been… but now, she wasn't confused. Now, she knew exactly what she wants. She wants revenge. Just plain… sweet… revenge on the whole Preventers…