Disclaimer: I don't own the gundam pilots, just my original characters and their gundams. I have no money so there is no point in calling up a lawsuit.
In The End
By: Raven Moonshadow
Chapter 10: Plan
Wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run before I come undone
Save me from the nothing I've become
Bring me to life
Evanescence; Bring Me To Life
It was late when Kamori and Trowa arrived home, at the Winner residence. Delays had kept them until finally, aggravated and out of patience, they got a private jet. Thus leading to a nearly silent ride home.
Guards had been crawling the area looking for both of them. That had been their delay. Every airport had been infested with them. Kamori was now mussed and officially tired. Looking over at Trowa, she could only guess he was feeling the same.
Her watch read two-in-the-morning. That meant that most normal people would be asleep. The lights were all out except for the candle lit in the living room. Kamori draped her jacket over the hook on the coat hanger before entering the room. Morgaine sat there quietly, with a book, the candle, and some soothing jazz playing from the stereo.
"Hey Morgaine." Kamori said softly.
"Hello. How was the mission?" The blond woman asked without looking up from her book.
"It went fine. I found out where the two missing guys are. And I met the leader of BLOOD's son, Calhoun." Kamori said. Morgaine raised an eyebrow.
"That's good."
"I have a thing on the BLOOD gundams." Trowa held up a mini microphone and a mini camera. Kamori blinked.
"I didn't know you had those with you." Kamori said. Trowa just kind of looked blankly at her. She gave him a look that said 'fine-stare-at-me-like-an-idiot' before suddenly pointing her index finger up in the air and going 'Ah-ha.' "Hold on." She pulled the disk out of her bra. "My info." She handed the disk to Morgaine. The blond woman looked at it.
"Good. I'll review this and see what we should do."
"I think we should go get them as soon as possible." Kamori said. Morgaine continued to read after putting the disk on the mahogany living room table.
"We'll see."
"Fine then. I'm going to bed. Good night." Kamori said. She exited and began up the stairs. Out of habit she looked back behind her as a precaution and found Trowa watching her. With a blink, she decided to ignore him for now, and went up stairs. Nightstalker met her half way and rubbed up against her. Then the tiger stared down at Trowa, its eyes glinting in the moonlight eerily.
//What is with that human? First his is uncomfortable and now…he smells of musk. This man confuses me. I mustn't let him come too close to Kamori. I don't know what his intentions could be toward her// Nightstalker watched him for a second before following the red head up.
* * * *
The next morning, Max refused to come out of her room, and Melody occupied the bathroom for reasons only Kamori knew. Everyone else believed that she was simply getting sick due to all the stress she was going through. That was where Kamori would usually merely nod. Though she was still asleep.
Morgaine was the only one in the kitchen at the moment. The remaining gundam pilots drifted around, here and there, alternating with each other in order to obtain the shower that Irene had already claimed for the last half-hour. (Don't ask me why but all the other bathrooms were either occupied already or too far away from the main area they all busied themselves in to be worth it)
"Ugh…" Irene mumbled walking into the kitchen in a pair of loose gray pants and a red tank top rubbing a towel through her wet hair. She was looking back over her shoulder with a glare. Morgaine kept the newspaper in front of her and briefly stopped to take a sip of tea.
"What?" The blond didn't even look up. The blue haired woman opened the fridge and pulled out a diet coke.
"Stupid pig kicked me out of the shower." Irene popped the top and took a gulp of the caffeinated liquid. "Not only that but he kicked me out while I was still in it, that perv…" She took another swig. "Probably only did it so he could catch a glimpse of me naked. I hope he slips on a bar of soap and bleeds to death." Suddenly they heard a large thump, followed by many Chinese curses. Morgaine and Irene both stared up at the ceiling. "Wow did he actually slip?" The blue haired American girl murmured with the can of soda to her lips.
The blond blinked. "By him, I assume, you're talking about a certain Wufei Chang, by the way you're talking." Morgaine stated instead of questioning. She knew that only the American woman would chew out the sexist Chinese male like so.
They were both distracted by the sudden slamming open of a door and the quick angry stomps coming down the stairs.
Irene nodded. "Yes."
A soaking wet Wufei then appeared holding his head with one hand and the towel around his waist with the other. Irene blinked as he glared all the way past her. Morgaine didn't even look up. He stomped up to one cabinet and opened it, pulling out a first aid kit.
"Need any help?" The blue haired woman asked arching an eyebrow. He glared.
"No." came his clipped and curt response as disappeared into the small bathroom off the kitchen. Irene glared.
"Fine then, Wu-wu-chan, just looking to help a person in need." She said sharply before taking another slip of her diet coke.
"I do not need a woman's help." She heard his angry voice from the bathroom's slightly ajar door. Irene growled, crushing a now empty can in her fist. Morgaine looked up sharply.
"Don't Irene." The blond said firmly. The blue haired girl's eyes slowly began to revert back to their normal honey brown tone instead of the gold they had just flashed. Her growing fangs reverted back as well and with one last feral growl that rivaled even Nightstalker's, she turned and walked briskly out of the room.
"I'll be in the den if you want me." She mumbled almost hoarsely. Then she was gone.
A minute or so after she left Wufei's head popped out of the now open door. He looked around, still holding a few cotton balls to the wound on his head. The Chinese man looked at Morgaine.
"Where did she go? I will use the help she wishes to give me seeing as I can't seem to get the bandage to stick." He said and he almost looked embaressed by his admittance of defeat. Although he hid it rather well by saying 'I will use' instead of 'I need'.
"If you hadn't been such a sexist bastard and said that you didn't need a woman's help then maybe she'd still be here. I can't blame her for leaving either. We all hate it when men think their better just because they are men, but Irene hates it the most." Morgaine said blatantly. Her tea was nearly gone and she was almost done with the article she had found on Kamori and Trowa's 'ruining' of an important ball last night. 'There are no pictures of the two 'assassins' but they were described as one male and one female. The female had short red hair and was thought to be in her early twenties, but soldiers could not tell due to the mask she wore. Not much is known about the male except that he was a tall brunette assumed to be about the same age as the female.' Good as least they can't be identified, Morgaine thought after reading part of the article.
Wufei was still standing there in the bathroom doorway. "What?" She asked beginning to feel the stirring of annoyance.
"Where is she? She did offer to help." Wufei asked. Morgaine actually took the time to roll her eyes.
"She's in the den but I warn you that now may not be the best time to ask her to help. Unless, that is, you also want to apologize to her?" Morgaine smirked as she watched his face set to that of determination.
"I will not apologize for something I said." The Chinese man stomped off in the direction of the den. Morgaine shook her head.
"Don't say I didn't warn you…"
Five minutes later….
…there was a loud yelp after a snap, some swears, and some evil laughter that made Morgaine nearly cringe as she poured herself some more tea. Kamori entered the room with a yawn and a towel hanging around her neck. She was just in time to see a naked Wufei run by, covering his lower frontal regions with one pillow and his lower rear regions with another, causing Kamori's light green eyes to widen to the point of instantaneous awake-ness. He jumped into the bathroom and slammed the door with a loud swear that made the redhead and the blond wince.
"That is something I never want to see ever again." Morgaine mumbled. Kamori nodded before looking at Morgaine. She opened her mouth to ask but then in came Irene holding a rolled up towel.
"You never want to see that again? You should have seen what I saw before he grabbed the pillows." Irene was smirking but her eyes were still darkly settled on the closed door. Kamori blinked.
"What did you do to him?"
"Rat tailed him." Her smirk widened. The red head could actually see Irene holding back an evil laugh but settle for an evil giggle instead.
"It's too early in the morning for this." Kamori said holding her head in her hands.
"It's 10:30…" Morgaine said. The Irish girl looked up at the clock.
"Really?"
"Yeah." Silence…
"Too early." She said walking up to the fridge. Morgaine shrugged and handed Kamori the newspaper as she walked past.
"You and Trowa are in the newspaper."
"Really?"
"Yeah." Silence again…
"Cool."
"I'm going to grab the gundam pilots. I have decided on what we are going to do about the missing men. Why don't you too grab Melody and Max when you're done?" Morgaine said exiting. The bathroom door swung open and they saw a blur dash past the English woman, though they both could have sworn seeing something that looked similar to that of a butt-flap around its waist. Both blinked.
"O~kay…" Irene said grabbing another diet coke.
"Whatever…" Kamori began to read the article in the paper about the 'assassins.'
* * * *
Melody was brought down by Kamori after the newspaper delayed her with it's all-in-all hilarity that they could say that she was early twenties. Did she look old enough to be early to mid-twenties? It was laughable.
That and there was a small portion that said that Calhoun Blood who had been in close contact with her without knowing she was an assassin could give no more information to the police about her looks. She had to smile. Calhoun had seen what she looked like, but had not said anything. He didn't even tell them her name.
What a good boy.
She was defiantly going to feel really bad when she used the poor guy.
Now only Melody was assembled in the den. Kamori had gone to get Maxine and Irene was not only eating breakfast but feeding Nightstalker as well with leftovers and fattening sausage. Absolutely delicious if you happen to be a tiger that was raised by humans/Kamori all it's life.
Speaking of the redheaded Irish woman…
"What the hell is wrong with Max?" Kamori came walking into the den holding her hand out with her other hand clamped over her wrist wincing in pain. She looked up at Melody questionably.
"Huh…I don't know. Wait…what happened to your hand?" Melody asked, worried. She rushed up to Kamori and investigated her hand.
There was nothing that Melody could see that was wrong but she could feel the pain radiating off Kamori. The red head winced. "That's why I asked what's wrong with Max. I got Max out of her room by threatening to come in and give her a make-over but when I tried to pat her back and say I was joking, her psychic energy flared up and zapped my hand pretty badly. It hurts like hell. Remind me never to laugh at people who get hurt due to Maxine's psychic attacks." Kamori tried to smile but ended up wincing again.
Then there was yelp from Irene and she came in rubbing the back of her neck, looking back over her shoulder suspiciously.
"What's up with you?" Melody asked. The blue haired girl looked at them just as her pupils began to look less like a cat's and more like a humans.
"When I walked near Maxine the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. She was freaking the hell out of the animal side of my brain." The American said. Suddenly she quieted and all turned toward the door where Morgaine was just coming through, the remaining male pilots at her heels. She gave the girls the look that said 'quiet-about-the-powers-,-we'll-talk-later-when-we're-alone.'
Irene glared with open hostility at the Chinese man who was fully clothed now. He, though, ignored her but Kamori saw the glare he held in reserve with Irene's name on it. He was just trying to act cool and reserved to hide his previous defeat at the hands of the American shape-shifter.
Kamori pulled Irene down onto the couch to prevent an all out war in Quatre's den. Maxine drifted in somberly and took a seat in a chair away from everyone else, which the shape-shifter and animal linguist were silently thankful for. Hopefully, though, Max hadn't read their thoughts or anything. Most other people didn't see the American and the Irish girls' discreet glances at Japanese-American psychic and took a seat.
"We will go on this mission, all of us, together. The two missing men are being held at a main base of BLOOD which is located in Brazil. We will hide our gundams around the perimeter where we have secured an underground base. Enter on foot armed with weapons, or in Kamori's case animals. Infiltrate, seek, rescue, and destroy before getting the hell to of there. That is our mission." Morgaine said. She surveyed the room and found everyone nodding. Everyone that is, except Max.
"I want to sit this one out." She said. The blond shook her head.
"No all of us must go. We will need you and your gundam."
"Wait…all of you women have gundams?" Wufei asked harshly, sharply pinpointing Irene. She nodded with the biggest smirk ever. Even larger than the one she gave him when she took his towel and whipped him with it.
"Oh yeah, you bet China man." Irene said. He glared. He looked like he was going to jump off the couch across from the blue haired girl. She looked like she would take him down if he did, all the while smiling.
"No fighting." Melody said touching her temple with her forefinger. "Anger makes my head hurt."
"Why?" Heero asked. All of the girls looked between each other and nodded with silent communication.
"I'm empathic." Melody said. Heero nodded
"Just like Quatre." Heero said in his monotone.
"So how will we bring these guys?" Kamori asked.
"You bring Trowa." The blond said setting down the disk that Kamori had given her and the mini microphone and camera that was Trowa's.
"Why do I always get Trowa?" The redhead asked with a pout.
"Would you rather Wufei?"
"Good point."
"I will take Heero and Irene—no Melody you take Wufei."
"Hey why d' I get Wufei?" Melody said in surprise. No one seemed to want to take Wufei.
"Well we put him with Irene and she'll dump him in the ocean." Morgaine said nonchalantly. Irene stood up proudly and gave Wufei a look.
"You know what? I'll take him. I can be mature. Wufei is the pig and I am the lady—the mature lady."
Wufei snorted. Irene glared.
"Yeah right woman."
"Watch it or I will dump you in the ocean." The battle between the sexes seemed to be taking place right within the Winner den as Wufei and Irene glared each other down. It looked like they were hoping for the others head to explode.
"Stop it you two!" Melody said massaging her temples. Wufei ignored the Australians command but Irene suddenly sat with an apologetic face, twisting her hair guiltily.
"I want to see your gundams." Heero said. Kamori blinked and looked to Morgaine and Melody. Melody shrugged and Morgaine just nodded to Kamori.
"We can show you them." Morgaine got up and walked a short distance away from them all. Irene's eyes widened.
"You're not going to…" She stopped short and stared at Morgaine's back. The blond looked over her shoulder blankly, then smirked.
"They might as well know now." She said, a single flame igniting before her eyes. Wufei looked startled as the flame grew and suddenly engulfed Morgaine, leaving nothing but a flaming ring.
"What the hell just happened?!" Wufei stuttered watching the girls move toward the inferno. Irene turned her eyes to him.
"It's a fire portal. Morgaine is a pyrokinetic."
"Yup. Now come on we're going to show you our gundams." Kamori said.
"We will not go through that." Wufei glared. Irene rolled her eyes as Max and Melody jumped through the flames. Heero took a hesitant step towards it, then jumped and disappeared into the flames. Kamori grabbed Trowa's hesitant arm and pulled him through, leaving only Irene and Wufei. She watched his stubborn look intensify. He just didn't want to admit that not only was he scared of jumping through but he had been wrong in his speaking for the group.
Stubborn jackass.
She grabbed him rather abruptly and tossed him through with amazingly inhuman strength. Then smirking she jumped through with a triumphant face.
Wufei was flat on his face when Irene landed, sitting, on his back. She was still smirking like a Cheshire cat.
"I win." Irene smiled at the rest of the group.
"What took you so long? I almost closed the portal." Morgaine said standing at the feet of Lunarfire. Heero was looking up at it. Irene pointed down at Wufei who was mumbling angrily.
"He kept us, stubborn pig." Irene stood and dusted herself off. Then started skipping away humming something that sounded like the anything you can do I can do better theme song.
"Where are you going?" Kamori asked. Irene bounced.
"To see Starsoul. Haven't seen Star in awhile." Irene said happily. Wufei got up mumbling and glaring at her back.
"Stupid woman." Mumble mumble. Kamori gave the fuming Chinese man as weird look before walking up to Nightmare, her gundam. She grabbed the cord that led up to the cockpit. She smirked at Trowa.
"Come on, Tro. You're ridin' wit' the Angel of Nightmares." She said pulling him to her and wrapping an arm around his torso. In such close contact Trowa's cheeks reddened and he looked away just in time for Kamori to miss seeing his face. The redhead raised an eyebrow as she watched the back of Trowa's head. His arm hand gone around her and tightened and his other arm had reached up and grabbed the cord, putting his hand over hers and causing her to feel a blush rise.
What the hell was wrong with her? She blinked rapidly and then looked up at the cockpit that they were fast approaching. Am I beginning to feel attracted to Trowa, Nightmare? The cockpit bleeped. She smiled. Yeah it's silly to ask, never mind.
Looking over as she dumped Trowa into Nightmare's cockpit she saw Wufei's indignant but blushing face as Irene held onto him and brought him up into her gundam. There was something interesting. The Irish girl giggled before pulling back into the cockpit and sitting in her chair. The door closed and she looked back to find Trowa sitting in the small passenger space behind her seat.
All right. The plan was set. They would get back the missing male pilots safely. She'd deal with Trowa, the innocent Calhoun, and the sexist Chinese man when everyone got home.
~Owari
Raven: Okay so I was planning to have the actual rescue in this chapter but got caught up. I didn't want to make this too long so I cut it off here. It probably isn't all that good since I was in a hurry to finish it so my friend could have something to read. Don't hurt me! Just review and I'll update as soon as I can. If you can, (or want to) also check out fictionpress.com where I have a pen name called Obsidian Night. Jan e. ^.^