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The next day, Andria awoke around three o'clock as she heard her cell phone ringing. She dreaded answering, but did notetheless.
"Hello, my Beautiful Assasin. How'd it go?" he asked and she shuddered.
"Failed. I got a set back at the moment." she said and the other end was silent.
"You've never failed me before, Andria." he said and she closed her eyes.
"I haven't failed yet. I'm going back. " she said. -I will kill him for doing this to me.- she thought.
"Oh, I know you'd not fail me, my Beautiful Assasin. Now I want Relena's head on a platter. She is going to the movies tonight with a group of friends. There's your chance." he said and hung up. Andria gruinted as she tried to roll over. Her side was really very sore, as was the rest of her body. She forced herself to get up and dress herself. Something was very fishy about all of this. She gasped as she hit her wound on her waist again.
"He wants her dead, she will die." she said and ran a brush through her hair. "Trowa Barton, you will not stop me." she said and she put her gun in her waist line of her pants. She picked up her knife in it's holder and slipped that in her shoe. By the time she finished hiding the cut under her jawline, and fixing her make-up, it was about six so she decided to go eat before she killed the princess. That way she wouldn't have to worry about starving herself. She pulled on her trenchcoat and hat. She left the hotel and went to her motorcyle. She saw the puddles of blood she had left had dried, but she her bike had also been covered in it. She took out a rag and wiped it off, discarding the rag afterwards. She got on her cycle and drove to the nearest pizza place. She walked in and recieved looks from them all. All she did was glare at the from behind her sunglasses and order one piece of pizza. As she recieved that pizza she went to sit down. Someone sat in front of her.
"You know it's way too hot for all black like that." they said and she ignored them. Eventually they got up and left, and so did she for she had finished her pizza. She walked out into the sun and ducked into an alleyway. Suddenly she was grabbed around the waist and a hand flew to cover her mouth. "I wouldn't move any if i were you." the same male's voice said and Andria smirked. She elbowed him sharply in the waist and he released her. She turned around and grabbed his head and slammed it into her knee. She brought his face up to look at her.
"The next time someone doesn't talk to you, and you get mad about it, don't do this because you never know who exactly you're messing with." she said menacingly and turned to walk away from him. She stood in the shadows and waited for Relena and her group to pass by. She finally saw them and they were walking and laughing. She was sure to stay hidden because she knew Trowa was somewhere near. She took a quick look and walked out as she saw Trowa pass by. The group walkied into the theater and trowa stood outside waiting evidently. Andria narrowed her eyes. Some of her soreness had left her so she could move again. But she was torn, did she want to kill Relena, or finish the duel with Trowa. She smirked, she knew it was the latter that she wished to complete. She took out a piece of paper and walked back over to the male who she hadn't spoken to. She removed her hat and sunglasses and took out a pen as well. "Give this to that man over there." she said, shoving the paper in his chest. he took it and nodded.
"Yes, mame." he said and rushed over. She looked at him as he gave it to her, letting trowa see it was her, and then slipped her sunglasses back on as well as her hat as she went to the place she'd told him to meet her.
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Trowa read the note that this bumbling buffoon was sent with.
Trowa Barton,
Meet me in the abandoned airforce base in thirty minutes. This time I shan't run.
Signed, YBA
-YBA?- he thought and he looked up to see Andria walking away from the theater. Trowa wondered if he should trust her, but in the end, decided to because he left without even letting Relena know. he walked until he saw the airforce base. he saw her motorcycle parked out front. This was it, it was either her or him this time, but the question was could he kill her if he had to. Something about her seemed so familiar, how she looked, her actions...everything. And she had already shown her reluctancy to kill him. He continued forth.
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The next day, Andria awoke around three o'clock as she heard her cell phone ringing. She dreaded answering, but did notetheless.
"Hello, my Beautiful Assasin. How'd it go?" he asked and she shuddered.
"Failed. I got a set back at the moment." she said and the other end was silent.
"You've never failed me before, Andria." he said and she closed her eyes.
"I haven't failed yet. I'm going back. " she said. -I will kill him for doing this to me.- she thought.
"Oh, I know you'd not fail me, my Beautiful Assasin. Now I want Relena's head on a platter. She is going to the movies tonight with a group of friends. There's your chance." he said and hung up. Andria gruinted as she tried to roll over. Her side was really very sore, as was the rest of her body. She forced herself to get up and dress herself. Something was very fishy about all of this. She gasped as she hit her wound on her waist again.
"He wants her dead, she will die." she said and ran a brush through her hair. "Trowa Barton, you will not stop me." she said and she put her gun in her waist line of her pants. She picked up her knife in it's holder and slipped that in her shoe. By the time she finished hiding the cut under her jawline, and fixing her make-up, it was about six so she decided to go eat before she killed the princess. That way she wouldn't have to worry about starving herself. She pulled on her trenchcoat and hat. She left the hotel and went to her motorcyle. She saw the puddles of blood she had left had dried, but she her bike had also been covered in it. She took out a rag and wiped it off, discarding the rag afterwards. She got on her cycle and drove to the nearest pizza place. She walked in and recieved looks from them all. All she did was glare at the from behind her sunglasses and order one piece of pizza. As she recieved that pizza she went to sit down. Someone sat in front of her.
"You know it's way too hot for all black like that." they said and she ignored them. Eventually they got up and left, and so did she for she had finished her pizza. She walked out into the sun and ducked into an alleyway. Suddenly she was grabbed around the waist and a hand flew to cover her mouth. "I wouldn't move any if i were you." the same male's voice said and Andria smirked. She elbowed him sharply in the waist and he released her. She turned around and grabbed his head and slammed it into her knee. She brought his face up to look at her.
"The next time someone doesn't talk to you, and you get mad about it, don't do this because you never know who exactly you're messing with." she said menacingly and turned to walk away from him. She stood in the shadows and waited for Relena and her group to pass by. She finally saw them and they were walking and laughing. She was sure to stay hidden because she knew Trowa was somewhere near. She took a quick look and walked out as she saw Trowa pass by. The group walkied into the theater and trowa stood outside waiting evidently. Andria narrowed her eyes. Some of her soreness had left her so she could move again. But she was torn, did she want to kill Relena, or finish the duel with Trowa. She smirked, she knew it was the latter that she wished to complete. She took out a piece of paper and walked back over to the male who she hadn't spoken to. She removed her hat and sunglasses and took out a pen as well. "Give this to that man over there." she said, shoving the paper in his chest. he took it and nodded.
"Yes, mame." he said and rushed over. She looked at him as he gave it to her, letting trowa see it was her, and then slipped her sunglasses back on as well as her hat as she went to the place she'd told him to meet her.
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Trowa read the note that this bumbling buffoon was sent with.
Trowa Barton,
Meet me in the abandoned airforce base in thirty minutes. This time I shan't run.
Signed, YBA
-YBA?- he thought and he looked up to see Andria walking away from the theater. Trowa wondered if he should trust her, but in the end, decided to because he left without even letting Relena know. he walked until he saw the airforce base. he saw her motorcycle parked out front. This was it, it was either her or him this time, but the question was could he kill her if he had to. Something about her seemed so familiar, how she looked, her actions...everything. And she had already shown her reluctancy to kill him. He continued forth.
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