Broken Angel: Hiya! Just thought it was time for another update.

Stell: Broken Angel Doesn't own GW.

BA: I didn't have to tell her to say it that time. Wow. *Starts maniacal laughter again*

S: She needs a new psychiatrist.

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As I work on my gundam I hear a sound, the gundam boys must have gotten the hint. I close up my work and go up to the roof of my warehouse. There are fifty warehouses around my own. It'll take 'em a bit to find the right one. That is unless I play with them. Though, if I do that, it might take them a bit longer. But I haven't had any one to play with in a while, to play or not to play. That's defiantly not the question.

I see them; at the moment they're scouting the grounds. I know what'll throw them off. I throw a fist sized rock about three warehouses from them, away from my own.

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Duo heard a noise; it was about three warehouses away from him.

"Hey! Guy's! I heard somethin' o'er here! It might be what were lookin' for," Duo called to the other pilots.

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This'll be easier than I thought. I play with them for a few hours, making sure that each and every pilot hears at least three rocks. But as all life ends, so must my fun. I decide to show myself.

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All the sudden a figure jumps in front of me, I can't tell whether it's a guy or girl, but it's human, I think. It starts talkin' to us.

"About time, pilots. I was about to give up on you." Man, I still can't tell whether it's a guy or a girl, and it just spoke, but the voice could either be a high with out enough testosterone, or a girl's with too much. Did they have to wear a black cape with a hood, they look like another god of death here, and isn't that my gig?

Wu-man growls at the figure. And Q engages in a talk with it. "Are you Brknwngs?"

"Yes, and you," The figure turns to Herro, "Herro, you've earned Preventers a treat, and since times will be turning soon, yourself and the pilots will receive a treat as well, if you accept it."

"Excuse me, uh," Doesn't seem that Q-man can tell if this figure is a guy or girl either, "But what are your treats?"

"Follow me." Cape, as I will now call this figure walks toward one of the warehouses. We follow; though, each one of us has at least one hand on the gun at our belts. He-man just plain has his gun out.

Cape leads us inside. And what we see, man, Cape must have a lot of free time, because, our gundam's were destroyed beyond repair, we made sure of that, but here they were, looking good. And even though it sounds crazy, they look alive. Herro, upon seeing Zero, put his gun away.

"Wing Zero, Deathscythe, Heavyarms, Sandrock, and," Cape turns to Wufei a bit, "Nataku, analyze, and register for your pilots: Herro Yuy, Duo Maxwell, Trowa Barton, Quatre Winner, and Chang Wufei." Ok, it's weirding me out that Cape knows all our names, and seems to know the gundams we piloted, and that was defiantly NOT public information.

"Excuse me, but what are you do.Oh my." Oh, my wasn't the right word. The gundams moved. You heard me. MOVED!!! They all crouched down in front of us, Zero in front of Herro, Deathscythe in front of me, Heavyarms in front of Trowa, etc. They're eyes glowed a red, as light beams shot out of them and seemed to outline us in a red light.

"Herro Yuy. Status: Registration: needs confirmation."
"Duo Maxwell. Status: Registration: needs confirmation."
"Trowa Barton. Status: Registration: needs confirmation."
"Quatre Winner. Status: Registration: needs confirmation."
"Chang Wufei. Status: Registration: needs confirmation."

Holy mother.The Deathy just talked. It said, "Duo Maxwell. Status: Registration: needs confirmation." What does it mean? Registration: needs confirmation?

"These gundam's have begun registration, all, you five as their pilots, need to do so that you may pilot them is say 'Registration Accepted.' After such, no one will be able to pilot them but you unless if they have an alliance of some sort, that has been made clear, to you and they have confirmation that the original pilot, one of you five, has been given permission to pilot them."

"How did you get them," Herro turned to Cape.

"It was not hard, for me, to hack into Dr. J's computers. He always was partial to blood, and anything having to do with pain and death. I actually found it hard to believe that he wanted to end the Eve wars. But, I guess, at the place he stood, it was the best for him to do. You needn't worry. Oh, and before I forget Preventer's treat." Cape walked over to Zero. "Eh...Herro, I will entrust you to transport the treats, I left the Preventers treats in Zero, thought they'd be safe in there, they're in the right shoulder cargo compartment. You five had better get to know your gundam's they already know you. They are different from when they were in the Eve Wars, and the Maramia incident. As you will learn if you accept them. I'll stop talking a moment so you may do so if you so wish."

I said, "Registration Accepted," immediately. If anyone was going to pilot my Deathy, it was goin' to be me. The others said it to, though, it seemed as if Kat was a little unsure, he never did like fighting.

"Now, is there anything you five would like to ask?"

"Yes," Herro turned to Cape again.

"Well?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm a bit curious to that as well. Herro. I'm afraid I have no answer for you there. But if you feel you must call me something call me Angelus Alterus*."

"Angelus?"

"Yes. That is what I was called during the Eve wars. It's Latin, It means Black Angel. Please, I ask you to not ask why."

"Why not?" I turn to C-err-Angelus.

"Did I not just ask you to not ask?"

"Well, yeah.But I still want to know."

"Duo, you're being rude," Quatre put a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, well, I'm tired of this, this guy.eh.girl.eh.whatever, you know who I mean! This guy knows who and what we are and were! How the hell does he know that?"

"I was trained to. I was trained to know the position of politics, and to judge the amount of time a war will occur and end, accurately, and to if need fight effectively in a war as well." Angelus just answered my question on how she knew that. Now if he'll just answer my first question.

"Yeah, and why do you not want us to know about your name?"

"Do you really want to know Duo? Or are you just looking for something else?"

"What? Oh, no. Don't try that psychiatrist crap on me."

"Fine. Do you all want to know?" He turns so that he is facing us instead of the crouching gundams.

Everyone including myself gives some sort of response to say yes.

"Alright. Just a moment, I might as well as kill two birds with one stone, not literally of coarse. Follow me." Angelus leads us to another warehouse, where a different gundam stood. Yeah, Angelus, you need to get a hobby.

"Stell," She calls out into the warehouse. A little girl comes out of one of the rooms to the side of the warehouse.

"Yes, sissy," whoa, Angelus is a girl? Well, that defiantly answers that question.

"Stell, you've been wondering what was under my cape for a while now haven't you?" Ang kneels so that she and the girl are face to face. Man, I wish I could see Angelus's face, the cape hides it, I've become curious as to what's under there too.

The little girl, Stell, nodes her head. "Alright then, you all may see. But I'm warning Maxwell, since he seems to be the most religious here, try to kill me, and your dead." She turns to us and takes of the cape. Wow. She's ho- what the hell.She's got wings. She's got WINGS!! And I'm guessing since they're moving they're real. I hear a thump. Ang turns around, it seems seeing the wings were too much for the kid. She's laying on the ground unconscious. Ang walks to the kid and picks her up, taking her to a couch, in the corner of the warehouse and setting her on it. She then walks back to us. I don't think any of us are able to take our eyes off of her wings, they're huge, and midnight black, now the name makes sense. As for the rest of her, she's wearing tight black jeans, black combat boots, and a baggy black tank top, she's got porcelain white skin, and as for the hair, I bet you think I'm gunna say black, wrong. She's got hair with Herro's color, but it's in my style, she took my hairstyle! Well it does look good on her, heck if I didn't have Hildie, I'd be askin' her for a date. I would say her eye color if I could see it, but her eye's are closed. One problem with her looks though. She's got Trowa's expression, the I-Don't-Have-Any-Emotions expression. Man, what is it with me and findin' people with No-Emotion expressions.

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They're all examining me. I can feel their eyes on my wings. I can hear the questions and words of sympathy on Quatre's lips waiting to spill out. And for the other's, like Trowa I can feel the tension, at seeing something that probably shouldn't exist. And with Wufei, I can feel the uncertainty, as to what I was, he didn't know whether I was really a freak or just some prank Maxwell was playing on him. Herro, I can't quite tell what he's thinking. I could see Duo, well, from the looks of it, he won't kill me, or try to anyways. He looks upon me with fascination. The same fasination as all the new people to the base I was changed in looked upon me with. All five had the same look in their eyes. It took all my self- control to keep from killing them just for that. I did NOT want to be reminded of my past.

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When she took of her cape I could harldy keep from asking her how she managed to get wings, and was already thinking of what to say if the explanation was painful, I looked over her, she was quite beautiful even if she was looking quite gothic. It would probably take a bit of squinting to see all the scars that were on her porcilin white skin. They all had healed so well. I looked into her mind to see how ok with this she was. Oh, my. She didn't want my sympathy, and she was very nervous, she felt like killing us for our looks of wonder, but I do have to say, she is something that should be wondered about. She looks like she should be some piece of art, not the beautiful living breathing creature-eh-woman she is.

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I look at this.this.this woman, and I have no idea what to think. She has a strong aura, but how can that be, all women are weak. But it's very much obvious she's not an ordinary woman. Ugh, I'm going to have a headache.

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I've been living at a circus ever since the Eve Wars and I've never seen something like this, even that year we had a freak show. Not to say that Angelus is a freak. To tell the truth, she has a lot of beauty. But how did she become like this?

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What the hell is she? I've never seen anything like her before, she has wings. And it's obvious from her stance and the fact that she found something that Preventers hadn't caught wind of, as well as hacked into their data bases, and rebuilt the gundams, that she's not an ordinary person, the way she stands says she's a soldier, her expression, it says that she's a soldier like me. Trained not to feel, or at least not to show your true feelings.

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I can still feel their eyes on me. Will they not say anything? I wish they would. I don't care if they say I look hideous. Just as long as they say something. I can't stand this tension.Someone help me.Help me.

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Angelus fell to the floor, unconscious.

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Broken Angel: Whew! That took a lot out of me. I hope you people liked it.

Stell: Review please.

BA: Yeah, and sorry about putting it on a cliff hanger, I know you think I'm evil, but I honestly don't have any idea what should happen next, so when you review: Please! Please! Review and tell me what should happen next. PLEASE!