A Different Side
By SariaSubi-kun
SariaSubi: Hello, minna-san! The boat festival was so cool! I saw people wiz around whips acting like they could really defend themselves, ate really good corn, and actually enjoyed a spring roll. Usually those things are crap!
ViktoriaLockheart: Of course, you had fun watching Wufei jump up on that Kung Fu stage and watch him whoop their asses....Trowa just stood there.
SariaSubi: Not my fault you have a boring boyfriend.
Viktoria: Well......Wufei sounds strange in Japanese!
SariaSubi: Well, I have more stories than you, and put all my reviews together, I have more reviews!
Viktoria: Yeah, well, you can't get more than three reviews on one story, which is PA-THE-TIC!
SariaSubi: SHUT UP!
Navi: .....I'm just gonna leave
Viktoria and SariaSubi: You shouldn't have been in here in the first place!
GG: Someone's last name is McKinnickinnick!
Zzy: So true....it's true! Du-o, Du-o ::prances around::
Viktoria: Hey....are those-
SariaSubi: The pilots!
GG and Zzy: *gulp*
To be continued in the next intro
Chapter 11
//::// Some people seem to think they always know what's best for you
Their little minds try to create a world to keep you still
The bolt is thrown, the cage is locked
You saw this, don't you lie
At first you cry and then you hate those people stole your will...//:://
Naomi held the rope that bound Relena's wrists in her slim hand. She had taken her mask off, letting Relena take a good look at her main captor. After she took Relena into the desert plane, she had no more of a mocking smile. A thousand emotions were running through her right now. Mostly memories. It was all she had when there was no one to kill or nothing to argue with Sato over. Sato had been very quiet the whole way over as well. Naomi wondered what could be going through the brunette's mind. Not daring to wander any further, she shook the thoughts back to her own solitude.
Some part of her was telling her mind that this wasn't right. Relena was a keeper of the peace. And through all that the Gemini pilots were doing, wasn't that what they were trying to do?
No, she tried to make herself hate Relena. She thinks she knows what's best for me. No weapons, ha! Mankind can't live without his gun and armor. As long as mankind lives, there will always be dispute. As long as there is dispute, there will be war.
"You think you can really change the world by simply taking away weapons?" she finally spoke up, obviously addressing the captive. Everyone looked Naomi's way with interest, wondering what kind of argument she was trying to stir up.
Relena sighed. "The weapons are symbols of war. They are used to kill people and as long as people who start battles have them in possession, more and more people will be killed."
"Weapons don't kill people. People kill people."
"Weapons encourage them. When that new Mobile Suit attacked San Francisco, do you think that person could kill all those innocents with their bare hands?"
Naomi grunted. "It was the cause behind it, that I...." she murmured, but then stopped herself. She turned her attention back to the captive sitting across from her as Relena continued.
"Why have all these weapons if we want to achieve peace?"
"They could just make new ones."
"Do you want war?"
"War? You may have experienced war, princess, but do you know the breakdown of it? Dispute. As long as mankind lives, they will always dispute. War is taking that dispute to the extreme. Some people hate each other. That's why they take lives; weapons or with their bare hands or the wrath of a blade. It doesn't matter, they kill each other in the end. You can't really stop war, whether I personally want it or not."
"Well, someone has to do something. At least if we take away weapons, less people will die and maybe they will see that it is meaningless to fight such wars."
Arielle laughed bitterly. "Fight such wars, huh? You know, princess," she spat the word, "thousands of years ago, there wasn't any guns. There were no Mobile Suits, no beam cannons. Just a sword and bare hands. But the same wars were fought. The same amount of people died. If this were the age of the samurai, what would you do? Say, 'Let's put all our swords away'?"
"If it would help stop war."
"Back then, a sword was a man's honor. A weapon may still be a man's honor today."
"Or," Sato interrupted, "a woman's."
Relena looked at each of the girls. "You're all warriors," she observed. They all nodded, their eyes on her. She looked back down at her hands. "May I ask your names?"
"No," Sato immediately responded.
Naomi sighed. "The death of a soldier never means they're really dead, because their soul still lives on the battlefield. The same with their sense of being a soldier. It can't die. Take away their gun or their Leo, they're still a soldier at heart. It's more like hurting their pride or identity, to be poetic."
"But not all soldiers have that sense of battle. Some are ruthless killers," Relena protested. "What about them?"
"Some believe they're doing good. Like the holy wars that have taken place over history. They believe that their religion is telling them this is right. What do you say to those who believe war is right?"
Immediately, Relena was reminded of Dorothy, but she couldn't come up with such an emotional answer. She just said, "I'd say they're wrong."
"I think," Marissa spoke up, she elbow resting on her knee as she sprawled the other leg out, "that we all have different beliefs, our own justices. But in the end, is your whole life put into your ban against weapons?"
Relena couldn't answer. Well, I mean, of course it was! But these four girls (well, was that delivery boy still a boy? Hard to tell now....) seemed to think that the battlefield was where they belonged. She still didn't know, nor obviously understood, their purpose, but she let the subject drop. The plane was racing over the desert now.
"The desert?" she asked as she looked out of the window. She soon found a blade under her chin.
"Yeah, that's right," Naomi whispered dangerously into her ear, her hot breath causing shivers all over Relena's body as the blade toyed with its position on her neck, "and it's just between us five where it is, ya got that?"
Relena gulp and tried to nod without the huge lump in her throat hitting the knife, but Naomi soon released it. If anything, it was the intimacy that scared her. This girl seemed to have no problem with scaring her that way.
Arielle leaned over to Sato at the controls. "Are we anywhere's near the Maganac core yet?" she spoke in a low voice.
Sato pressed another button and the plane sped up. "We should be flying over it now." Marissa went to the door and opened it, a huge gust of air coming in. Relena tried to shield herself with her bound arms, but the other's didn't seem to mind. Marissa put her hand over her eyes to avoid sand and squinted towards the ground as she hung out from the plane.
"Yeah," she yelled over the loud noise, "I see the base. They don't seem on arm."
"That means that they might send a transmission," Arielle said.
"Why is that?" Marissa shut the door.
"Because then," Sato turned around, "that would mean they would ask us to identify ourselves for clear passage. It's a law now."
"So what do we do?"
Naomi shook her head. "The Hyper-Jammer won't do anything. Maybe..." She looked up at Arielle for reassurance, and Arielle nodded.
"Yeah, it's attached."
Marissa caught on and at once protested. "You can't attack them now! They'll see and follow us for sure!"
"Maybe not see...." Naomi looked at the floor, then at Arielle. Arielle gave her a questioning look. She looked back down at the floor and shook her head.
"Naomi, I sure as hell hope that the Gemini aren't on this plane. Arielle?" Marissa looked anxiously between the two, but Naomi and Arielle literally fell over.
"What?! You think that we're stupid enough to put the Gemini on a small jet?! Are you insane, Natchios?"
"Damn," Naomi shook her head in disgust, "that was THE most stupidest thing I have heard you say yet, Marissa."
Relena knew she wasn't on a plane full of terrorists anymore. If anything, right now they were acting like just a bunch of quarrelling teenagers. Her thoughts were interrupted, however, when there was a faint crackling of static at the controls.
"This is...Maganac corps....please identify your craft and destination."
Sato put the accelerator on as the plane went further and further out of transmission. "We're headed for home in a small jet, Maganac. Have a problem with that?"
"Hey--!" but the static cut the Maganac soldier, Abdul, off. Sato snickered as she shut the switch off.
"Well, an unidentified flight can't be tracked, now can it?"
Arielle grinned. "Now, I told you that stealing the Hyper-Jammer idea from the Gundam Deathscythe was a brilliant idea."
Relena's eyes widened. "Gundam?"
Naomi laughed a bit. "Yeah. We stole a whole bunch of ideas from the previous Gundams' makeup. The Hyper-Jammer, used on Gundam 02, the Gundam Deathscythe, makes any craft it is attached to undetectable. But I'm sure you knew that; I mean, you personally know the pilot, which," she looked up at Arielle, "you forgot to kill in Munich."
She turned around. "I did not forget! Munich is in ruins, it's just...it turns out he was in Nurnberg."
"Nurnberg? With the Schbeiker girl, right?"
"I'm serious. Shiori gave us all the wrong directions."
"She gave you the wrong directions. Not me," Sato told her from the cockpit.
"In case you haven't noticed, genius, PILOT 03 IS STILL FRIGGN ALIVE!" Arielle yelled. "The only one who could have possibly killed their target was, I hate to say it, Naomi."
"Oh? You hate to say it? At least I got the right city. And if it wasn't for a minor interruption, I would have actually completed my mission, and that interruption wasn't even my fault."
"Okay, okay, fine. I still feel like chewing Shiori out."
"Shiori?" Relena asked. "There's more of you?"
"Shiori's our boss, princess," Sato told her from the cockpit.
"So what organization go you people belong to?" All four of them stiffened. They weren't supposed to even share this much information with their captive. So Marissa did the responsible thing.
She forced an amnesiac drug down her throat and rendered her unconscious.
~~~~~~~
Quatre rushed into the Maganac base and called Rashid's name numerous times. Duo and Heero were with him as well. After his persistent calling, Quatre's loyal Maganac soldiers surrounded the three former-Gundam pilots.
"What's wrong, Master Quatre? I thought you were on that peace facility campus."
"I was, Auda," he told the Maganac, "but then someone kidnapped Miss Relena and bombed her office!" The soldiers all murmured their surprise. Heero was just getting angrier by the second. If he didn't find Relena.....
"We think that they came this way," Duo explained. "We also wanted to know if you saw a jet come this way."
"Was it sand-colored?" Abdul gasped. The three boys nodded. Abdul winced. "A jet like that just came by here. I asked for it's identification for clearance, but it just sped up and flew off. It went," he searched the skies and pointed to the tail of clouds in the sky, "that way."
"Thank you so much, you guys," Quatre thanked them, "can we borrow three Mobile Suits?"
Rashid smiled. "Of course Master Quatre. I assume we shouldn't follow you?" he switched to a more sarcastic tone.
Quatre lowered his head. "I'm sorry. Last time..."
"It's alright," Rashid assured the boy, "you have other pilots with you now."
Quatre nodded. "Right. Thank you, Rashid." And the three boys ran off as fast as they could to jump into those MSs.
~~~~~~~
"How are we doing?" Marissa asked as she walked into the den after locking Relena in her cell, wiping the grime from the dirty cage off her hands with a rag. She wiped her arm across her tanned forehead. It was hot.
Sato stood up and turned on the air conditioning. "The Gemini ARE on standby, right?" she asked in a low voice.
"Y-yes..."
"Good. I think we'll be needing them. Our good friends the pilots are coming this way."
~~~~~~~
The words ZERO came into view on her screen and she grinned. Perfect, she thought. Now I'll show Naomi that ZERO system does in fact make you a better pilot.
She put the helmet over her head that covered her eyes, revealing her smug look. She slipped her hands into the mechanical gloves that had wires at each finger. The Blue Gemini was very much based on the ZERO system. The helmet allowed the pilot to see outside the Gemini, sort of like the screens in the regular Gundams, or like the helmet Dorothy used to control the Mobile Dolls. The gloves that used the controls were worked by nervous impulses; when the Gemini was hit, the gloves vibrated. Her cockpit rotated as well, as if she were in the Gemini's head. But that was only the Blue Gemini's inner strengths.
Arielle smirked. "I see you, Gundam pilots..."
~~~~~~~
//::// Do as you are told, and maybe then we'll let you out
it might be difficult, you might be full of doubt
Don't try to escape, cuz you don't have nowhere to go
If nothing is your fate, there's no scenario
No nothing //:://
"Well," Naomi spoke softly as she looked down at Relena after securing her cell, "you might be out of here faster than you think, princess."
"What do you mean?" she shot back defiantly, her dirty hair whipping her face.
"What I'm saying is," Naomi looked down on her with cold blue eyes, "is that pilots Heero Yuy, Duo Maxwell, and Quatre Rebarba Winner are coming this way in three Maganac Mobile Suits. If we kill them," she lowered her voice dangerously and eyed Relena with blood thirsty eyes, "you get set free. You're our ransom, haven't you figured that out? I could have killed them in your office, but that's not honorable for a MS fighter to just shoot them then and there; no that wasn't good enough for me. I want to kill them on the battlefield. That's where I belong."
"Please don't kill them!" Relena cried, "if anything, kill me! What have they done to you?"
Naomi glared at her. "We need to keep you alive in order to kill them. It's called a ransom, just in case you forgot."
"Why do you need to kill them?"
"They're obstacles." And with that, Naomi turned her heel and left for the hangar, her graceful form walking away from the distraught captive.
Echoes screamed through the dreary basement, "PLEASE! STOP!"
~~~~~~~
"So what are we going to do, Sato?" the navy head asked with disappointment in the situation.
"Arielle's already set up her model to go into battle. The thing is, if we attack them, they'll recognize us as the three Mobile Suits who attacked those select cities and then know of our location."
"So what you're saying is that if we defend the home base, they'll have our location," Marissa frowned as she looked into the radar screen. "They're a ways from here, so we still have a little more time before they come in visible range."
Naomi stuffed a pair of keys in the pocket of her loose black jeans. "I have an idea, but we'll need your Gemini to help us out, Miratekaki."
"Well, then, Atsui, just tell me what you're thinking of and I'll think about it."
Naomi crossed her arms over her chest hid under a light brown uniform. On a patch on her left side, it said NEAC.
"You'll have to use the White Gemini to burrow a tunnel underground that goes far enough so that we'll be behind the Mobile Suits. Then we attack. Once they are destroyed, we take a normal air route home."
"And," Marissa spoke up, "what if they live."
Both girls eyed her with scorn. "That's why you're staying here and guarding the captive. The Black, Blue, and White Geminis will go and you stay here. You probably want them to live, Natchios."
"Sato, let's go."
"Right."
~~~~~~~
"Colonel Funaki, Officers Bloomfield, Mernon, and Baumen would be best sent to work in Noz. The Noz External Alliance Corporation is meant to aid Noz in any way possible while being a separate organization. Those officers are starting to merge the company with Noz more that keep it EXTERNAL. That is why we are the EXTERNAL alliance." The general paced back and forth in his office. The office was part of the L1 HQ for the NEAC. He stopped and looked out at space.
"We need them to use the new Mobile Suits to help Noz gain total military control of space. It's space Noz is after, Colonel Funaki, not Earth. They want to do better than their leaders before us in Oz. They want to conquer it. We must make sure it's in good grasp. I have a feeling putting them in the main organization." He turned to the woman standing in his office. "You DO understand, correct?"
She blinked, then managed to stutter, "H-hai! Sir! Understood!"
He eyed her suspiciously, then smirked. "Good," he said slowly, "then you are dismissed, Colonel Funaki." Her eyes hardened at the look he gave her. Barely managing to salute him, she turned around and left the office.
Shiori adjusted her badge on her NEAC uniform as she walked down the dark hallway of the headquarters. "Damn those pilots. They are so lucky I didn't bust them for destroying those cities on Earth. I suppose the general wouldn't really mind, though; we must accomplish Noz's goal. That way, we get the profits for helping them out. If the Gemini pilots work in Noz, maybe they can make it even more successful, and then, the NEAC will be rich!" She smiled and looked out from the bridge. "Space is so easy to conquer. If it weren't for the Gundam pilots, it would have been Oz's a long time ago. Now that we have the Gemini on our side, and the Gundam pilots destroyed, no one can rebel against us." She smirked and ran her hand through her bangs. She looked almost like her sister, the Lady Une of Oz, the only difference being the glasses were gone, and her braid was long and down her back, and her hair was more of a redish brown. Still, the same inferior gaze of power hunger was there.
"Noz and the NEAC will take over space, then over Earth. No stupid Earth Sphere United Nations will be needed; it will Noz and only Noz!"
~~~~~~~
Sato breathed into the intercom as the three MSs moved underground. "We're almost in front of them. Get ready, Black, Blue."
Naomi frowned as the battle was approaching. It soon felt as if not battling was the wise solution in this scenario. Should they show themselves as the attackers of the major cities internationally, and as Relena's captor as well?
She shook her head. No, Marissa was right on this one. Stopping her machine, Naomi ordered the Black Gemini to take the slim beam cannon that was on its back and put it into its hand. With one click, she fired her way to make another burrow.
This will end, or should I say begin, a different way.
From a different side.
By SariaSubi-kun
SariaSubi: Hello, minna-san! The boat festival was so cool! I saw people wiz around whips acting like they could really defend themselves, ate really good corn, and actually enjoyed a spring roll. Usually those things are crap!
ViktoriaLockheart: Of course, you had fun watching Wufei jump up on that Kung Fu stage and watch him whoop their asses....Trowa just stood there.
SariaSubi: Not my fault you have a boring boyfriend.
Viktoria: Well......Wufei sounds strange in Japanese!
SariaSubi: Well, I have more stories than you, and put all my reviews together, I have more reviews!
Viktoria: Yeah, well, you can't get more than three reviews on one story, which is PA-THE-TIC!
SariaSubi: SHUT UP!
Navi: .....I'm just gonna leave
Viktoria and SariaSubi: You shouldn't have been in here in the first place!
GG: Someone's last name is McKinnickinnick!
Zzy: So true....it's true! Du-o, Du-o ::prances around::
Viktoria: Hey....are those-
SariaSubi: The pilots!
GG and Zzy: *gulp*
To be continued in the next intro
Chapter 11
//::// Some people seem to think they always know what's best for you
Their little minds try to create a world to keep you still
The bolt is thrown, the cage is locked
You saw this, don't you lie
At first you cry and then you hate those people stole your will...//:://
Naomi held the rope that bound Relena's wrists in her slim hand. She had taken her mask off, letting Relena take a good look at her main captor. After she took Relena into the desert plane, she had no more of a mocking smile. A thousand emotions were running through her right now. Mostly memories. It was all she had when there was no one to kill or nothing to argue with Sato over. Sato had been very quiet the whole way over as well. Naomi wondered what could be going through the brunette's mind. Not daring to wander any further, she shook the thoughts back to her own solitude.
Some part of her was telling her mind that this wasn't right. Relena was a keeper of the peace. And through all that the Gemini pilots were doing, wasn't that what they were trying to do?
No, she tried to make herself hate Relena. She thinks she knows what's best for me. No weapons, ha! Mankind can't live without his gun and armor. As long as mankind lives, there will always be dispute. As long as there is dispute, there will be war.
"You think you can really change the world by simply taking away weapons?" she finally spoke up, obviously addressing the captive. Everyone looked Naomi's way with interest, wondering what kind of argument she was trying to stir up.
Relena sighed. "The weapons are symbols of war. They are used to kill people and as long as people who start battles have them in possession, more and more people will be killed."
"Weapons don't kill people. People kill people."
"Weapons encourage them. When that new Mobile Suit attacked San Francisco, do you think that person could kill all those innocents with their bare hands?"
Naomi grunted. "It was the cause behind it, that I...." she murmured, but then stopped herself. She turned her attention back to the captive sitting across from her as Relena continued.
"Why have all these weapons if we want to achieve peace?"
"They could just make new ones."
"Do you want war?"
"War? You may have experienced war, princess, but do you know the breakdown of it? Dispute. As long as mankind lives, they will always dispute. War is taking that dispute to the extreme. Some people hate each other. That's why they take lives; weapons or with their bare hands or the wrath of a blade. It doesn't matter, they kill each other in the end. You can't really stop war, whether I personally want it or not."
"Well, someone has to do something. At least if we take away weapons, less people will die and maybe they will see that it is meaningless to fight such wars."
Arielle laughed bitterly. "Fight such wars, huh? You know, princess," she spat the word, "thousands of years ago, there wasn't any guns. There were no Mobile Suits, no beam cannons. Just a sword and bare hands. But the same wars were fought. The same amount of people died. If this were the age of the samurai, what would you do? Say, 'Let's put all our swords away'?"
"If it would help stop war."
"Back then, a sword was a man's honor. A weapon may still be a man's honor today."
"Or," Sato interrupted, "a woman's."
Relena looked at each of the girls. "You're all warriors," she observed. They all nodded, their eyes on her. She looked back down at her hands. "May I ask your names?"
"No," Sato immediately responded.
Naomi sighed. "The death of a soldier never means they're really dead, because their soul still lives on the battlefield. The same with their sense of being a soldier. It can't die. Take away their gun or their Leo, they're still a soldier at heart. It's more like hurting their pride or identity, to be poetic."
"But not all soldiers have that sense of battle. Some are ruthless killers," Relena protested. "What about them?"
"Some believe they're doing good. Like the holy wars that have taken place over history. They believe that their religion is telling them this is right. What do you say to those who believe war is right?"
Immediately, Relena was reminded of Dorothy, but she couldn't come up with such an emotional answer. She just said, "I'd say they're wrong."
"I think," Marissa spoke up, she elbow resting on her knee as she sprawled the other leg out, "that we all have different beliefs, our own justices. But in the end, is your whole life put into your ban against weapons?"
Relena couldn't answer. Well, I mean, of course it was! But these four girls (well, was that delivery boy still a boy? Hard to tell now....) seemed to think that the battlefield was where they belonged. She still didn't know, nor obviously understood, their purpose, but she let the subject drop. The plane was racing over the desert now.
"The desert?" she asked as she looked out of the window. She soon found a blade under her chin.
"Yeah, that's right," Naomi whispered dangerously into her ear, her hot breath causing shivers all over Relena's body as the blade toyed with its position on her neck, "and it's just between us five where it is, ya got that?"
Relena gulp and tried to nod without the huge lump in her throat hitting the knife, but Naomi soon released it. If anything, it was the intimacy that scared her. This girl seemed to have no problem with scaring her that way.
Arielle leaned over to Sato at the controls. "Are we anywhere's near the Maganac core yet?" she spoke in a low voice.
Sato pressed another button and the plane sped up. "We should be flying over it now." Marissa went to the door and opened it, a huge gust of air coming in. Relena tried to shield herself with her bound arms, but the other's didn't seem to mind. Marissa put her hand over her eyes to avoid sand and squinted towards the ground as she hung out from the plane.
"Yeah," she yelled over the loud noise, "I see the base. They don't seem on arm."
"That means that they might send a transmission," Arielle said.
"Why is that?" Marissa shut the door.
"Because then," Sato turned around, "that would mean they would ask us to identify ourselves for clear passage. It's a law now."
"So what do we do?"
Naomi shook her head. "The Hyper-Jammer won't do anything. Maybe..." She looked up at Arielle for reassurance, and Arielle nodded.
"Yeah, it's attached."
Marissa caught on and at once protested. "You can't attack them now! They'll see and follow us for sure!"
"Maybe not see...." Naomi looked at the floor, then at Arielle. Arielle gave her a questioning look. She looked back down at the floor and shook her head.
"Naomi, I sure as hell hope that the Gemini aren't on this plane. Arielle?" Marissa looked anxiously between the two, but Naomi and Arielle literally fell over.
"What?! You think that we're stupid enough to put the Gemini on a small jet?! Are you insane, Natchios?"
"Damn," Naomi shook her head in disgust, "that was THE most stupidest thing I have heard you say yet, Marissa."
Relena knew she wasn't on a plane full of terrorists anymore. If anything, right now they were acting like just a bunch of quarrelling teenagers. Her thoughts were interrupted, however, when there was a faint crackling of static at the controls.
"This is...Maganac corps....please identify your craft and destination."
Sato put the accelerator on as the plane went further and further out of transmission. "We're headed for home in a small jet, Maganac. Have a problem with that?"
"Hey--!" but the static cut the Maganac soldier, Abdul, off. Sato snickered as she shut the switch off.
"Well, an unidentified flight can't be tracked, now can it?"
Arielle grinned. "Now, I told you that stealing the Hyper-Jammer idea from the Gundam Deathscythe was a brilliant idea."
Relena's eyes widened. "Gundam?"
Naomi laughed a bit. "Yeah. We stole a whole bunch of ideas from the previous Gundams' makeup. The Hyper-Jammer, used on Gundam 02, the Gundam Deathscythe, makes any craft it is attached to undetectable. But I'm sure you knew that; I mean, you personally know the pilot, which," she looked up at Arielle, "you forgot to kill in Munich."
She turned around. "I did not forget! Munich is in ruins, it's just...it turns out he was in Nurnberg."
"Nurnberg? With the Schbeiker girl, right?"
"I'm serious. Shiori gave us all the wrong directions."
"She gave you the wrong directions. Not me," Sato told her from the cockpit.
"In case you haven't noticed, genius, PILOT 03 IS STILL FRIGGN ALIVE!" Arielle yelled. "The only one who could have possibly killed their target was, I hate to say it, Naomi."
"Oh? You hate to say it? At least I got the right city. And if it wasn't for a minor interruption, I would have actually completed my mission, and that interruption wasn't even my fault."
"Okay, okay, fine. I still feel like chewing Shiori out."
"Shiori?" Relena asked. "There's more of you?"
"Shiori's our boss, princess," Sato told her from the cockpit.
"So what organization go you people belong to?" All four of them stiffened. They weren't supposed to even share this much information with their captive. So Marissa did the responsible thing.
She forced an amnesiac drug down her throat and rendered her unconscious.
~~~~~~~
Quatre rushed into the Maganac base and called Rashid's name numerous times. Duo and Heero were with him as well. After his persistent calling, Quatre's loyal Maganac soldiers surrounded the three former-Gundam pilots.
"What's wrong, Master Quatre? I thought you were on that peace facility campus."
"I was, Auda," he told the Maganac, "but then someone kidnapped Miss Relena and bombed her office!" The soldiers all murmured their surprise. Heero was just getting angrier by the second. If he didn't find Relena.....
"We think that they came this way," Duo explained. "We also wanted to know if you saw a jet come this way."
"Was it sand-colored?" Abdul gasped. The three boys nodded. Abdul winced. "A jet like that just came by here. I asked for it's identification for clearance, but it just sped up and flew off. It went," he searched the skies and pointed to the tail of clouds in the sky, "that way."
"Thank you so much, you guys," Quatre thanked them, "can we borrow three Mobile Suits?"
Rashid smiled. "Of course Master Quatre. I assume we shouldn't follow you?" he switched to a more sarcastic tone.
Quatre lowered his head. "I'm sorry. Last time..."
"It's alright," Rashid assured the boy, "you have other pilots with you now."
Quatre nodded. "Right. Thank you, Rashid." And the three boys ran off as fast as they could to jump into those MSs.
~~~~~~~
"How are we doing?" Marissa asked as she walked into the den after locking Relena in her cell, wiping the grime from the dirty cage off her hands with a rag. She wiped her arm across her tanned forehead. It was hot.
Sato stood up and turned on the air conditioning. "The Gemini ARE on standby, right?" she asked in a low voice.
"Y-yes..."
"Good. I think we'll be needing them. Our good friends the pilots are coming this way."
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The words ZERO came into view on her screen and she grinned. Perfect, she thought. Now I'll show Naomi that ZERO system does in fact make you a better pilot.
She put the helmet over her head that covered her eyes, revealing her smug look. She slipped her hands into the mechanical gloves that had wires at each finger. The Blue Gemini was very much based on the ZERO system. The helmet allowed the pilot to see outside the Gemini, sort of like the screens in the regular Gundams, or like the helmet Dorothy used to control the Mobile Dolls. The gloves that used the controls were worked by nervous impulses; when the Gemini was hit, the gloves vibrated. Her cockpit rotated as well, as if she were in the Gemini's head. But that was only the Blue Gemini's inner strengths.
Arielle smirked. "I see you, Gundam pilots..."
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//::// Do as you are told, and maybe then we'll let you out
it might be difficult, you might be full of doubt
Don't try to escape, cuz you don't have nowhere to go
If nothing is your fate, there's no scenario
No nothing //:://
"Well," Naomi spoke softly as she looked down at Relena after securing her cell, "you might be out of here faster than you think, princess."
"What do you mean?" she shot back defiantly, her dirty hair whipping her face.
"What I'm saying is," Naomi looked down on her with cold blue eyes, "is that pilots Heero Yuy, Duo Maxwell, and Quatre Rebarba Winner are coming this way in three Maganac Mobile Suits. If we kill them," she lowered her voice dangerously and eyed Relena with blood thirsty eyes, "you get set free. You're our ransom, haven't you figured that out? I could have killed them in your office, but that's not honorable for a MS fighter to just shoot them then and there; no that wasn't good enough for me. I want to kill them on the battlefield. That's where I belong."
"Please don't kill them!" Relena cried, "if anything, kill me! What have they done to you?"
Naomi glared at her. "We need to keep you alive in order to kill them. It's called a ransom, just in case you forgot."
"Why do you need to kill them?"
"They're obstacles." And with that, Naomi turned her heel and left for the hangar, her graceful form walking away from the distraught captive.
Echoes screamed through the dreary basement, "PLEASE! STOP!"
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"So what are we going to do, Sato?" the navy head asked with disappointment in the situation.
"Arielle's already set up her model to go into battle. The thing is, if we attack them, they'll recognize us as the three Mobile Suits who attacked those select cities and then know of our location."
"So what you're saying is that if we defend the home base, they'll have our location," Marissa frowned as she looked into the radar screen. "They're a ways from here, so we still have a little more time before they come in visible range."
Naomi stuffed a pair of keys in the pocket of her loose black jeans. "I have an idea, but we'll need your Gemini to help us out, Miratekaki."
"Well, then, Atsui, just tell me what you're thinking of and I'll think about it."
Naomi crossed her arms over her chest hid under a light brown uniform. On a patch on her left side, it said NEAC.
"You'll have to use the White Gemini to burrow a tunnel underground that goes far enough so that we'll be behind the Mobile Suits. Then we attack. Once they are destroyed, we take a normal air route home."
"And," Marissa spoke up, "what if they live."
Both girls eyed her with scorn. "That's why you're staying here and guarding the captive. The Black, Blue, and White Geminis will go and you stay here. You probably want them to live, Natchios."
"Sato, let's go."
"Right."
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"Colonel Funaki, Officers Bloomfield, Mernon, and Baumen would be best sent to work in Noz. The Noz External Alliance Corporation is meant to aid Noz in any way possible while being a separate organization. Those officers are starting to merge the company with Noz more that keep it EXTERNAL. That is why we are the EXTERNAL alliance." The general paced back and forth in his office. The office was part of the L1 HQ for the NEAC. He stopped and looked out at space.
"We need them to use the new Mobile Suits to help Noz gain total military control of space. It's space Noz is after, Colonel Funaki, not Earth. They want to do better than their leaders before us in Oz. They want to conquer it. We must make sure it's in good grasp. I have a feeling putting them in the main organization." He turned to the woman standing in his office. "You DO understand, correct?"
She blinked, then managed to stutter, "H-hai! Sir! Understood!"
He eyed her suspiciously, then smirked. "Good," he said slowly, "then you are dismissed, Colonel Funaki." Her eyes hardened at the look he gave her. Barely managing to salute him, she turned around and left the office.
Shiori adjusted her badge on her NEAC uniform as she walked down the dark hallway of the headquarters. "Damn those pilots. They are so lucky I didn't bust them for destroying those cities on Earth. I suppose the general wouldn't really mind, though; we must accomplish Noz's goal. That way, we get the profits for helping them out. If the Gemini pilots work in Noz, maybe they can make it even more successful, and then, the NEAC will be rich!" She smiled and looked out from the bridge. "Space is so easy to conquer. If it weren't for the Gundam pilots, it would have been Oz's a long time ago. Now that we have the Gemini on our side, and the Gundam pilots destroyed, no one can rebel against us." She smirked and ran her hand through her bangs. She looked almost like her sister, the Lady Une of Oz, the only difference being the glasses were gone, and her braid was long and down her back, and her hair was more of a redish brown. Still, the same inferior gaze of power hunger was there.
"Noz and the NEAC will take over space, then over Earth. No stupid Earth Sphere United Nations will be needed; it will Noz and only Noz!"
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Sato breathed into the intercom as the three MSs moved underground. "We're almost in front of them. Get ready, Black, Blue."
Naomi frowned as the battle was approaching. It soon felt as if not battling was the wise solution in this scenario. Should they show themselves as the attackers of the major cities internationally, and as Relena's captor as well?
She shook her head. No, Marissa was right on this one. Stopping her machine, Naomi ordered the Black Gemini to take the slim beam cannon that was on its back and put it into its hand. With one click, she fired her way to make another burrow.
This will end, or should I say begin, a different way.
From a different side.