Hi! I know that I haven't written in a LONG time. I'm revising the story a
little before I write some new chapters. Mainly I'm just making
corrections and making sure that things make sense.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing and unfortunately, I will never own
it. I do own the plot and my OC, Nataku. I do not own the name, Nataku,
though.
Nataku Phoenix Wufei just stood there staring at this so-called 'Nataku' when the door opened and the other pilots entered the hanger. Wufei suddenly felt embarrassed that he had called for help. That dream was making him paranoid. Once the pilots saw who they were up against, Duo fell to the ground laughing. "I never thought I'd see the day when the mighty Wufei needs help fighting a woman," he said between breaths. Wufei growled and lunged at the braided pilot. He had him pinned when Nataku cleared her throat loudly. They all turned to look at her. She had her hands on her hips. "As much as I'd love to stay and see this little...get together," she said while raising her eyebrow, "I gotta blaze. See ya." With that she took off towards the door. Luckily, Heero and Trowa managed to grab her before she escaped. They tied her up in a chair and gathered around her for some answers. "Now," Duo began, shining a light on her and acting as though it was a police interrogation, "What is your name?" "Nataku," she answered calmly. "Liar!" Duo screamed. He got caught up in the moment and slapped her across the face. She glared at him, brought up her leg, and kicked him hard in the groin. "Sorry," he winced as he fell to the ground. The rest of the pilots just rolled their eyes. "How can you have the same name as my Gundam?" Wufei asked. "Easy," she answered, "you named it after me." Everyone turned to stare at Wufei. "How did I know you back then? I don't remember you." "I can't remember you either," Nataku explained. "My grandfather was the scientist who built your Gundam. My grandfather has been my legal guardian since I was a baby. So, at one point, we must have been friends." "If you can't remember, how do you know all of this?" Quatre asked. "When I was young, I was in a fire and lost my memory. I don't have any memories of my life before I was twelve, only what my grandfather told me. When I found out about the Gundams during the war, I knew that my grandfather built one of them but I didn't know which one. I asked around and found out that one of the Gundams has my name. I just put two and two together." She shrugged. "But you don't remember anything about Wufei or the time he was in training?" Duo gasped. She shook her head. "Did you ask your grandpa?" "He said it would be best if I didn't remember that part of my past." She said sadly. Finally, Heero asked the question that was on everyone's' minds. "Then why are you here now?" Her head shot up. "Oh yeah," she exclaimed. She suddenly got very serious. "I need your help." "Why" "A new organization called Black Death has been formed. Basically, they are a very large group of men who have decided that it is their duty to rid the world of anyone who is not straight, white, and Catholic. They feel that everyone not fitting into that category is polluting the earth, and their leader thinks that he is the fucking messiah and that God has sent him a message to clean this world and all of the colonies. That is why I need the help of the five of you, Zechs Marquise, Relena Peacecraft, and all of the Preventers. They are gaining followers fast, so we need to hurry." All of the pilots were just standing there, soaking all of what Nataku said in. She was not happy about that. "Hurry up!! You're wasting time!! MOVE IT!!!" They all grabbed their stuff and hurried out the door. "Wait!" Nataku screamed. "Somebody untie me!" "Sorry" Quatre apologized as he untied her. Once that was done, they both ran out the door after the others. W ell, how was it. Please tell me what you think. Also, I have a question that I'm hoping one of you will know the answer to. What was the name of the scientist that created Wufei's Gundam? I can't remember. It may be awhile until I get more chapters out. I'm working on some other stories and I don't want to forget all of my ideas for them. So be on the look out for them. Bye. ; )
Nataku Phoenix Wufei just stood there staring at this so-called 'Nataku' when the door opened and the other pilots entered the hanger. Wufei suddenly felt embarrassed that he had called for help. That dream was making him paranoid. Once the pilots saw who they were up against, Duo fell to the ground laughing. "I never thought I'd see the day when the mighty Wufei needs help fighting a woman," he said between breaths. Wufei growled and lunged at the braided pilot. He had him pinned when Nataku cleared her throat loudly. They all turned to look at her. She had her hands on her hips. "As much as I'd love to stay and see this little...get together," she said while raising her eyebrow, "I gotta blaze. See ya." With that she took off towards the door. Luckily, Heero and Trowa managed to grab her before she escaped. They tied her up in a chair and gathered around her for some answers. "Now," Duo began, shining a light on her and acting as though it was a police interrogation, "What is your name?" "Nataku," she answered calmly. "Liar!" Duo screamed. He got caught up in the moment and slapped her across the face. She glared at him, brought up her leg, and kicked him hard in the groin. "Sorry," he winced as he fell to the ground. The rest of the pilots just rolled their eyes. "How can you have the same name as my Gundam?" Wufei asked. "Easy," she answered, "you named it after me." Everyone turned to stare at Wufei. "How did I know you back then? I don't remember you." "I can't remember you either," Nataku explained. "My grandfather was the scientist who built your Gundam. My grandfather has been my legal guardian since I was a baby. So, at one point, we must have been friends." "If you can't remember, how do you know all of this?" Quatre asked. "When I was young, I was in a fire and lost my memory. I don't have any memories of my life before I was twelve, only what my grandfather told me. When I found out about the Gundams during the war, I knew that my grandfather built one of them but I didn't know which one. I asked around and found out that one of the Gundams has my name. I just put two and two together." She shrugged. "But you don't remember anything about Wufei or the time he was in training?" Duo gasped. She shook her head. "Did you ask your grandpa?" "He said it would be best if I didn't remember that part of my past." She said sadly. Finally, Heero asked the question that was on everyone's' minds. "Then why are you here now?" Her head shot up. "Oh yeah," she exclaimed. She suddenly got very serious. "I need your help." "Why" "A new organization called Black Death has been formed. Basically, they are a very large group of men who have decided that it is their duty to rid the world of anyone who is not straight, white, and Catholic. They feel that everyone not fitting into that category is polluting the earth, and their leader thinks that he is the fucking messiah and that God has sent him a message to clean this world and all of the colonies. That is why I need the help of the five of you, Zechs Marquise, Relena Peacecraft, and all of the Preventers. They are gaining followers fast, so we need to hurry." All of the pilots were just standing there, soaking all of what Nataku said in. She was not happy about that. "Hurry up!! You're wasting time!! MOVE IT!!!" They all grabbed their stuff and hurried out the door. "Wait!" Nataku screamed. "Somebody untie me!" "Sorry" Quatre apologized as he untied her. Once that was done, they both ran out the door after the others. W ell, how was it. Please tell me what you think. Also, I have a question that I'm hoping one of you will know the answer to. What was the name of the scientist that created Wufei's Gundam? I can't remember. It may be awhile until I get more chapters out. I'm working on some other stories and I don't want to forget all of my ideas for them. So be on the look out for them. Bye. ; )