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My Beautiful Assassin
Andria pulled off onto the airport exit and pulled her bike around to the loading station where they put the cars.
"Are you going to put that on the plane?" one of the men asked and she nodded. "Which flight," he asked.
"224" she said simply and walked away as they loaded her black Harley into her flight. She checked her watch, it was 10 until twelve. She sighed and made her way to the front desk.
"Where?" the secretary said.
"Sanc Kingdom. Tickets should be reserved," she said and the woman nodded.
"Here you go," she said and handed her one ticket. Andria picked up her bag and began walking. "Don't you-" the woman started but Andria kept going. She placed her bag on the metal detector and walked through it herself. She had a gun stuck in her waist line of her skirt, but it was covered in a plastic cover that deflected the purpose of metal detectors. She got her bag and walked to her boarding station. She thought she saw a tall male who resembled the one who'd stopped her today but she kept going, ignoring it. She gave the people her ticket and they let her board. She found a seat where she was alone and sat her bag in the seat next to hers so no one would sit down. The flight didn't take very long because she found herself sleeping most of the way. Suddenly her cellphone rang and it woke her. She answered it.
"They're on to you, My Beautiful Assassin. One of them is on their way to the Sanc Kingdom as well. Pilot number 03, known as Trowa Barton. He's on that very same flight, only in a different section," he said and Andria frowned. She stopped an attendant.
"How much longer until we land?" she asked.
"One more hour, miss," she said and went about her business. Andria sighed.
"I'll talk to you later" he said and hung up. She closed her eyes and leaned back for a moment. So what, let this Trowa Barton be near her, surely he's not that tough. Let him be on to her. She didn't care at all. Or so she thought but somewhere in the back of her mind, a gnawing feeling was tugging at her. She didn't know what it was though. She pulled out her laptop and looked up Relena Peacecraft. She saw that she was Relena Dorlain.
-So that's where I know her. I was one of them behind her father's assassination- she thought with a smirk. I got father, now I get to get daughter. She then looked up news stories of her. One headline caught her attention.
"Relena Dorlain an Ally of the Gundams?" she read and she had to read on. "Yes, it's true. Miss Relena Dorlain is in fact an ally to the gundams. Everywhere gundam 01 has showed up, so has our Miss Dorlain. It is said that she and that gundam pilot are close friends, or something." Andria stopped. She shook her head. Was she being set up to die? She snarled. She refused to let that happen. She would not die, she would never die by mortal hands. Her whole life, ever since her parents were murdered, she'd been trained by the best. Some of the men who trained her had gotten close enough to kill many people and had never failed, for failure surely means death and they still lived. The only prize won by assassination is freedom, freedom and life. She closed her eyes and leaned her head down. She'd always lived this life for her parents. After their murder, she had vowed to someday find who killed them and avenge their deaths. It would not go unpunished. She suddenly felt the presence of another approaching her so she shut her laptop slowly and put it away.
"Oh, I was just going to tell you to please put away your laptop, we're about to land," the attendant said and Andria nodded. She felt the plane begin to descend and about 5 minutes later, she was standing and exiting the plane. She walked over to get her motorcycle and again she saw the tall male with that one piercing green eyes. She threw her cap on her head and got on the cycle, not caring about a helmet. She remembered the hotel she was reserved at and she quickly went to it. She walked into the large greeting room and to the front desk.
"Catalana Vixen," she said and the male behind went to work.
"Yes, Ms. Vixen, you are in room number 135. Here is your key," he said handing her the key." And I hope you enjoy your stay," he said with a smile. Andria walked over to the elevator and walked in next to an elderly man who kept looking at her.
"I used to know someone with your name, child," he said curiously and she looked at him. "Wow, was she beautiful. You resemble her so. But I know she had no children, for she never married. Just died a lonely widow. So I wonder how you ook so much like her and carry her name," he continued. Andria got off the elevator and ignored the man. She sighed and walked into her room, looking around. It had a single king sized bed, and a night table where she went and sat the hat. She removed her trenchcoat from her back and set it out. She couldn't use it tonight. Tonight caused for lithe and quickness. This girl would surely be surrounded by guards and she needed to be able to blend with the darkness. She pulled out her figure fitting black suit. It had no other color but the black and she looked out. She had to waist the day, or else she'd never get it done. She pulled back the covers and slid her slim body between them, falling asleep almost as soon as she hit the pillow.
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Trowa frowned. He had seen that girl twice now. He was starting to wish it wasn't her who was doing the assassinating, but he had no choice but to think it was her. He sighed and made his way to the Peacecraft mansion. He believed, if this girl had read up on Relena, that she'd go after her first, unless only one of the two siblings was the ones she was targeted to. He couldn't help but wonder why anyone would take up that kind of life willingly unless they had no other way to go. He himself had become a gundam pilot for that sheer purpose. He was abandoned and had nothing else to live for. But to go into assassination, killing for no specific reason except that she was told to. He didn't see it. Didn't she had some appreciation for life? It was like Duo said after she'd left the classroom.
: Duo turned and looked at Trowa as that strange girl left. "She's an Ice Queen I'll tell ya that. Gorgeous, but icy! She's about like ol' Heero back there," he said and no one commented. :
He figured she'd strike tonight.
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My Beautiful Assassin
Andria pulled off onto the airport exit and pulled her bike around to the loading station where they put the cars.
"Are you going to put that on the plane?" one of the men asked and she nodded. "Which flight," he asked.
"224" she said simply and walked away as they loaded her black Harley into her flight. She checked her watch, it was 10 until twelve. She sighed and made her way to the front desk.
"Where?" the secretary said.
"Sanc Kingdom. Tickets should be reserved," she said and the woman nodded.
"Here you go," she said and handed her one ticket. Andria picked up her bag and began walking. "Don't you-" the woman started but Andria kept going. She placed her bag on the metal detector and walked through it herself. She had a gun stuck in her waist line of her skirt, but it was covered in a plastic cover that deflected the purpose of metal detectors. She got her bag and walked to her boarding station. She thought she saw a tall male who resembled the one who'd stopped her today but she kept going, ignoring it. She gave the people her ticket and they let her board. She found a seat where she was alone and sat her bag in the seat next to hers so no one would sit down. The flight didn't take very long because she found herself sleeping most of the way. Suddenly her cellphone rang and it woke her. She answered it.
"They're on to you, My Beautiful Assassin. One of them is on their way to the Sanc Kingdom as well. Pilot number 03, known as Trowa Barton. He's on that very same flight, only in a different section," he said and Andria frowned. She stopped an attendant.
"How much longer until we land?" she asked.
"One more hour, miss," she said and went about her business. Andria sighed.
"I'll talk to you later" he said and hung up. She closed her eyes and leaned back for a moment. So what, let this Trowa Barton be near her, surely he's not that tough. Let him be on to her. She didn't care at all. Or so she thought but somewhere in the back of her mind, a gnawing feeling was tugging at her. She didn't know what it was though. She pulled out her laptop and looked up Relena Peacecraft. She saw that she was Relena Dorlain.
-So that's where I know her. I was one of them behind her father's assassination- she thought with a smirk. I got father, now I get to get daughter. She then looked up news stories of her. One headline caught her attention.
"Relena Dorlain an Ally of the Gundams?" she read and she had to read on. "Yes, it's true. Miss Relena Dorlain is in fact an ally to the gundams. Everywhere gundam 01 has showed up, so has our Miss Dorlain. It is said that she and that gundam pilot are close friends, or something." Andria stopped. She shook her head. Was she being set up to die? She snarled. She refused to let that happen. She would not die, she would never die by mortal hands. Her whole life, ever since her parents were murdered, she'd been trained by the best. Some of the men who trained her had gotten close enough to kill many people and had never failed, for failure surely means death and they still lived. The only prize won by assassination is freedom, freedom and life. She closed her eyes and leaned her head down. She'd always lived this life for her parents. After their murder, she had vowed to someday find who killed them and avenge their deaths. It would not go unpunished. She suddenly felt the presence of another approaching her so she shut her laptop slowly and put it away.
"Oh, I was just going to tell you to please put away your laptop, we're about to land," the attendant said and Andria nodded. She felt the plane begin to descend and about 5 minutes later, she was standing and exiting the plane. She walked over to get her motorcycle and again she saw the tall male with that one piercing green eyes. She threw her cap on her head and got on the cycle, not caring about a helmet. She remembered the hotel she was reserved at and she quickly went to it. She walked into the large greeting room and to the front desk.
"Catalana Vixen," she said and the male behind went to work.
"Yes, Ms. Vixen, you are in room number 135. Here is your key," he said handing her the key." And I hope you enjoy your stay," he said with a smile. Andria walked over to the elevator and walked in next to an elderly man who kept looking at her.
"I used to know someone with your name, child," he said curiously and she looked at him. "Wow, was she beautiful. You resemble her so. But I know she had no children, for she never married. Just died a lonely widow. So I wonder how you ook so much like her and carry her name," he continued. Andria got off the elevator and ignored the man. She sighed and walked into her room, looking around. It had a single king sized bed, and a night table where she went and sat the hat. She removed her trenchcoat from her back and set it out. She couldn't use it tonight. Tonight caused for lithe and quickness. This girl would surely be surrounded by guards and she needed to be able to blend with the darkness. She pulled out her figure fitting black suit. It had no other color but the black and she looked out. She had to waist the day, or else she'd never get it done. She pulled back the covers and slid her slim body between them, falling asleep almost as soon as she hit the pillow.
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Trowa frowned. He had seen that girl twice now. He was starting to wish it wasn't her who was doing the assassinating, but he had no choice but to think it was her. He sighed and made his way to the Peacecraft mansion. He believed, if this girl had read up on Relena, that she'd go after her first, unless only one of the two siblings was the ones she was targeted to. He couldn't help but wonder why anyone would take up that kind of life willingly unless they had no other way to go. He himself had become a gundam pilot for that sheer purpose. He was abandoned and had nothing else to live for. But to go into assassination, killing for no specific reason except that she was told to. He didn't see it. Didn't she had some appreciation for life? It was like Duo said after she'd left the classroom.
: Duo turned and looked at Trowa as that strange girl left. "She's an Ice Queen I'll tell ya that. Gorgeous, but icy! She's about like ol' Heero back there," he said and no one commented. :
He figured she'd strike tonight.
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Chappie 2 is up! LOL....Please R&R!