The 7th- Of Past & Present
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A very haggard Relena and Katrina came back to the car, the blonde was carrying the now calmer Robyn as Helena held the feline's hand.
Oh no, this doesn't look good.
"So, how did it go?"
Duo decided to ride with the women being he could get to the ice cream first.
Katrina rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah, that cemetery never looked nicer."
"What's up now?"
"My own child hates me so my day's never been bright." Katrina slipped Robyn out of Relena's arms, Helena crawled up next to her mother leaning against her arm. Duo glanced at the two little girls, the small ballerina worn herself out from crying and screaming while the little princess couldn't fight sleep any longer, they had drifted off. For the rest of the two hour ride, they'll let the girls rest while they talked . . . . An hour passed when they changed the from subject of vacation spots to the dilemma with Robyn.
"Whoa . . . Dylan again?" He asked.
"Yes, Dylan, she screamed at me that I killed her father."
"Oh man."
"No further from the truth."
"I wasn't like you held the gun."
"But Angela pulled the trigger, I was there that night don't forget that."
"We were all there." Relena
"And the fire kept getting higher and higher."
"The disks and they money are ours to control, Katrina. You have nothing to look for, to run from, you can start over." The blonde hoped
"Yeah, but what good is money? I don't need it. Look at what we all had to lose to get it."
"True."
"So just take your half and do something good with it."
"Oh yeah, and what would that be?"
"Birdie."
"Birdie gets an honest life-not my life."
"I hate to say this, Sabrina, but every since you erased your own identity, you can't expect to live honestly."
"Thank you Mister Morality, who I may add has just as many aliases as me."
"You two sound like a married couple."
"That's right, we could've been."
"Me stuck with that mouth? No way, I'm surprise Hill puts up with you eating habits."
"You're just jealous-"
"That car's been following us." Relena suddenly added.
"Huh?" Katrina and Duo snapped out of their fighting mode and looked at Relena.
"Look out the corner of your eye . . . "
A Black Lexus with gold trim was only a couple of miles behind the black limo.
(Relena grew out of her pink phrase, being 23 and a political figure, she thought it would time to look more formal.) These were the only two cars on the long winding road, the cemetery was always gray and cold and looked like no one every venture there but Katrina.
Today Katrina decided to meet up with the Fly Boyz who were living out their lives in peaceful times-they made her checked in every year to see she stayed out of trouble-so arrangements were made to meet at Dylan's grave.
The burial ground of the dead should be a safe place she said.
The car following them said otherwise.
"Who else knew I was coming to see her? I said I wanted no disturbances."
"Just Heero and your brother. Maybe they're going the same way-it is a one way street."
"Or maybe they know the Queen of the World would be going to a graveyard to meet up with the last Blaque. I didn't tell anybody I was coming here, not even Madam."
"You don't think it's another assassination attempt?" Duo wondered, pulling a gun out from his jacket.
"You'll rather meet that assassin than Heero if we don't get his girls back."
"Oh yeahhh."
"Get on the ground with the kids, me and Maximilian will give them trouble if the want it."
"Katrina I can't just sit here."
"Yes you can, this world needs peace not me."
A lone shot shattered the window.
And that's how the longest night all began.
"Get DOWN!" Katrina kicked the rest of the widow out with her heel and opened fire, Duo knocked the sun roof out and started aiming for the driver, Relena dived to the ground taking the stirring children with her.
"Mommie, what's wrong-"
"Where's Mama-"
"GET DOWN NOW!"
Fear soon shook as the bullets thundered in their ears, the girls couldn't help their screams as the glass rained all around. Smoke clouded their vision as Relena shielded them with her body, Kat and Duo were still firing but the driver keep their rounds going.
And it hadn't stopped raining.
Their bullets were running shorter than the time around them.
"Shit! My arm!" Somebody yelled in the front seat, the car began to swivel from side to side, going out of control because the driver got hit. "I can't control this thing!"
"The car's going out control!" Katrina screamed in his ear.
"Don't let them get hit!" Duo ordered, discarding his weapon and pulling out a second.
"Damn! Where's a double pump when you need it?"
Searching the floor she tried to find her toy.
"Katrina, help me out here!" Duo had to duck down while the shots flew over his head.
It was crazy: The sound of the girls' continuos screams and Katrina's swearing, Duo continued firing and Relena continued praying that her pounding heart wasn't so loud.
She prayed to live.
The rain and pain became too much for their fallen driver as he swivelled off the darken road into a ditch.
The blinding headache was the first thing he woke to.
Seeing Relena and Helena spawned out on the pavement was the next.
The third sight: A limo more crushed than a soda can.
"I nearly got killed and Relena's dead." Duo remarked, pulling himself to his knees.
"Well, my night pleasant."
A loud groan could be heard from Relena.
"Okay, scratch that last part." With what effort he had left, Duo dragged his next to the woman and her daughter, "Tell me you're ok so your husband doesn't rip me a new one."
"My head . . . my back . . ." She moaned-til she remembered, "Helena!"
She flew up in a blind panic until Duo shook her by the shoulders.
"Come down queenie! She's righ there and she's breathing."
The girl woke up minutes later to hugs and kisses . . . "Oh my god, Helena, honey I love you!"
Through her now disheveled locks she asked timidly, "Mommie's where Daddie?"
And there was light.
Another car had pulled.
"Oh no! What if it's them!" She shrieked, gripping the small child tighter. "What if they came back!"
"Then they'll have to finish me." He try to find his other gun . . . The person who ran out was a killer-well, not at least the kind they feared. "Heero?!?"
The moment he reached his girls threw his arms around them.
"Are you ok? Did they hurt you? What about Helena?"
"Helena's fine and I'm ok."
There he was trapped in those scared, sweet eyes of hers again and again . . .
"I never want to lose you . . . I'll die without you." He whispered in her ear.
"Hello, lovebirds, help me out here!"Duo couldn't make his legs move.
Heero helped Duo sit down by Relena who was holding the girl, the three of them trying to make sense of what happened.
"It was like they knew that Katrina and I would be together."
"Anybody looking for Katrina Nyle is long gone and who would want to kill Relena?"
"Shit!" He yelled, seeing the limo, "We gotta find Kat and Birdie."
"Ohmigod-they were still inside!"
"I'll go."
The limo was too banged up to contain anyhting but itself yet their wasn't another soul around.
A blood trail stopped at the end of the street.
"They're gone-whoever shot at you took their bodies."
"What! No way somebody walks off with two dead bodies. . . ."
"Maybe they're not dead."
"But-but why? Wasn't shooting at us enough!?!" She demanded.
It dawned on the God of Death darkly.
"There's only one person who would want both us and Katrina Nyle dead and she's. . ."
"Angela Livingstone." Heero answered hollowly.
So ten years passed since that marked, blood stained road . . . . And it was dawn of a new heaven for some. Peace had come finally and there was rest for the five pilots and the royal family.
No more was heard of the Great Pretender or her dear child, so they all had to accept that Death wasn't cheated. As the years went on, they all forgive her for the mistakes of the past and let Katrina Nyle rest in peace. They moved on with their lives, got married, and created families.
On this day, a birthday party was being thrown in the Cinq kingdom for the only child of the now Queen Relena and her King, Heero Yuy, princess Helena . . .
"Relena's she's not five years old anymore."
"But she's the only baby I got. I could've lost her so long ago."
"We can't keep her sheltered. She's smart, she can manage, she'll be perfect."
"The perfect princess."
"Right after the perfect queen and the perfect soldier."
"She's so serious to be fifteen."
"I was serious when I was fifteen."
"You were also a trained killer."
"That's right," Heero remarked with a grin, "You really need to stop making me laugh, I've been doing that a lot lately." She sighed, that was it form being mad with him.
Helena entered the office only to find that the window was open and papers were thrown about.
No one was suppose to be here after five.
A thief, someone had broken in.
She slipped in quietly, the person was still there searching the file cabinets for something.
"Come on, come on, I know they're here."
'I'm glad I know to use this . . .' The brown-haired ponytail wearing teen thought.
The gun was at the thief's back, the sound of the click stopped all movement.
"Stealing is a nasty habit."
Protègè jumped behind the desk, hugging the disks to her chest, Helena leapt on the top missing the girl by inches, she tried to jump out the widow but Helena had a dead shot.
Bang.
The bullet tore threw her back.
Everything slowed down . . . . The now injured thief fell to the ground in a heap.
Helena walked with the gun trained on the body in case something funny happened.
When she kicked the thief over, it turned out to be not a thief at all-but a familiar stranger.
"Helena . . ." The girl gasped at her in a breath.
Her gun dropped.
"Robyn."
"WHY CAN'T I DIE?!?"
The patient in cell 202 was screaming again for the fifth night in a row.
"Why must I live suffering? I have nothing-no family, no child, no life, no love . . ."
She began crying.
"Sabrina, Sabrina, you're gonna have to stop screaming or the doctor will come by."
The nurse was making her rounds tonight when she can to the cell of the woman with the weird ponytail.
"Let me die, kill me now!"
"I'm sorry Sabrina, I can't do that. You were doing so well honey-you didn't break any of the mirrors, you don't have to be in solitary confinement, and you don't need your medicine.
Do you want to go back to that? Want me to send for Dr. Williams?"
"No-no."
"Good. Now eat up and get strong, you can't keep starving yourself every other week."
"I'm mourning bitch. I lost my man and my child."
"Sabrina, watch your language." There she was, Katrina thought, smiling again.
She wanted to kick out her teeth.
"I can't stand their smiles." The woman said under her breath, "I hate when they smile."
"Biride-you're gotta fly far, far away, get away from Angie. Don't die on me, don't die on your Mama."
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A very haggard Relena and Katrina came back to the car, the blonde was carrying the now calmer Robyn as Helena held the feline's hand.
Oh no, this doesn't look good.
"So, how did it go?"
Duo decided to ride with the women being he could get to the ice cream first.
Katrina rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah, that cemetery never looked nicer."
"What's up now?"
"My own child hates me so my day's never been bright." Katrina slipped Robyn out of Relena's arms, Helena crawled up next to her mother leaning against her arm. Duo glanced at the two little girls, the small ballerina worn herself out from crying and screaming while the little princess couldn't fight sleep any longer, they had drifted off. For the rest of the two hour ride, they'll let the girls rest while they talked . . . . An hour passed when they changed the from subject of vacation spots to the dilemma with Robyn.
"Whoa . . . Dylan again?" He asked.
"Yes, Dylan, she screamed at me that I killed her father."
"Oh man."
"No further from the truth."
"I wasn't like you held the gun."
"But Angela pulled the trigger, I was there that night don't forget that."
"We were all there." Relena
"And the fire kept getting higher and higher."
"The disks and they money are ours to control, Katrina. You have nothing to look for, to run from, you can start over." The blonde hoped
"Yeah, but what good is money? I don't need it. Look at what we all had to lose to get it."
"True."
"So just take your half and do something good with it."
"Oh yeah, and what would that be?"
"Birdie."
"Birdie gets an honest life-not my life."
"I hate to say this, Sabrina, but every since you erased your own identity, you can't expect to live honestly."
"Thank you Mister Morality, who I may add has just as many aliases as me."
"You two sound like a married couple."
"That's right, we could've been."
"Me stuck with that mouth? No way, I'm surprise Hill puts up with you eating habits."
"You're just jealous-"
"That car's been following us." Relena suddenly added.
"Huh?" Katrina and Duo snapped out of their fighting mode and looked at Relena.
"Look out the corner of your eye . . . "
A Black Lexus with gold trim was only a couple of miles behind the black limo.
(Relena grew out of her pink phrase, being 23 and a political figure, she thought it would time to look more formal.) These were the only two cars on the long winding road, the cemetery was always gray and cold and looked like no one every venture there but Katrina.
Today Katrina decided to meet up with the Fly Boyz who were living out their lives in peaceful times-they made her checked in every year to see she stayed out of trouble-so arrangements were made to meet at Dylan's grave.
The burial ground of the dead should be a safe place she said.
The car following them said otherwise.
"Who else knew I was coming to see her? I said I wanted no disturbances."
"Just Heero and your brother. Maybe they're going the same way-it is a one way street."
"Or maybe they know the Queen of the World would be going to a graveyard to meet up with the last Blaque. I didn't tell anybody I was coming here, not even Madam."
"You don't think it's another assassination attempt?" Duo wondered, pulling a gun out from his jacket.
"You'll rather meet that assassin than Heero if we don't get his girls back."
"Oh yeahhh."
"Get on the ground with the kids, me and Maximilian will give them trouble if the want it."
"Katrina I can't just sit here."
"Yes you can, this world needs peace not me."
A lone shot shattered the window.
And that's how the longest night all began.
"Get DOWN!" Katrina kicked the rest of the widow out with her heel and opened fire, Duo knocked the sun roof out and started aiming for the driver, Relena dived to the ground taking the stirring children with her.
"Mommie, what's wrong-"
"Where's Mama-"
"GET DOWN NOW!"
Fear soon shook as the bullets thundered in their ears, the girls couldn't help their screams as the glass rained all around. Smoke clouded their vision as Relena shielded them with her body, Kat and Duo were still firing but the driver keep their rounds going.
And it hadn't stopped raining.
Their bullets were running shorter than the time around them.
"Shit! My arm!" Somebody yelled in the front seat, the car began to swivel from side to side, going out of control because the driver got hit. "I can't control this thing!"
"The car's going out control!" Katrina screamed in his ear.
"Don't let them get hit!" Duo ordered, discarding his weapon and pulling out a second.
"Damn! Where's a double pump when you need it?"
Searching the floor she tried to find her toy.
"Katrina, help me out here!" Duo had to duck down while the shots flew over his head.
It was crazy: The sound of the girls' continuos screams and Katrina's swearing, Duo continued firing and Relena continued praying that her pounding heart wasn't so loud.
She prayed to live.
The rain and pain became too much for their fallen driver as he swivelled off the darken road into a ditch.
The blinding headache was the first thing he woke to.
Seeing Relena and Helena spawned out on the pavement was the next.
The third sight: A limo more crushed than a soda can.
"I nearly got killed and Relena's dead." Duo remarked, pulling himself to his knees.
"Well, my night pleasant."
A loud groan could be heard from Relena.
"Okay, scratch that last part." With what effort he had left, Duo dragged his next to the woman and her daughter, "Tell me you're ok so your husband doesn't rip me a new one."
"My head . . . my back . . ." She moaned-til she remembered, "Helena!"
She flew up in a blind panic until Duo shook her by the shoulders.
"Come down queenie! She's righ there and she's breathing."
The girl woke up minutes later to hugs and kisses . . . "Oh my god, Helena, honey I love you!"
Through her now disheveled locks she asked timidly, "Mommie's where Daddie?"
And there was light.
Another car had pulled.
"Oh no! What if it's them!" She shrieked, gripping the small child tighter. "What if they came back!"
"Then they'll have to finish me." He try to find his other gun . . . The person who ran out was a killer-well, not at least the kind they feared. "Heero?!?"
The moment he reached his girls threw his arms around them.
"Are you ok? Did they hurt you? What about Helena?"
"Helena's fine and I'm ok."
There he was trapped in those scared, sweet eyes of hers again and again . . .
"I never want to lose you . . . I'll die without you." He whispered in her ear.
"Hello, lovebirds, help me out here!"Duo couldn't make his legs move.
Heero helped Duo sit down by Relena who was holding the girl, the three of them trying to make sense of what happened.
"It was like they knew that Katrina and I would be together."
"Anybody looking for Katrina Nyle is long gone and who would want to kill Relena?"
"Shit!" He yelled, seeing the limo, "We gotta find Kat and Birdie."
"Ohmigod-they were still inside!"
"I'll go."
The limo was too banged up to contain anyhting but itself yet their wasn't another soul around.
A blood trail stopped at the end of the street.
"They're gone-whoever shot at you took their bodies."
"What! No way somebody walks off with two dead bodies. . . ."
"Maybe they're not dead."
"But-but why? Wasn't shooting at us enough!?!" She demanded.
It dawned on the God of Death darkly.
"There's only one person who would want both us and Katrina Nyle dead and she's. . ."
"Angela Livingstone." Heero answered hollowly.
So ten years passed since that marked, blood stained road . . . . And it was dawn of a new heaven for some. Peace had come finally and there was rest for the five pilots and the royal family.
No more was heard of the Great Pretender or her dear child, so they all had to accept that Death wasn't cheated. As the years went on, they all forgive her for the mistakes of the past and let Katrina Nyle rest in peace. They moved on with their lives, got married, and created families.
On this day, a birthday party was being thrown in the Cinq kingdom for the only child of the now Queen Relena and her King, Heero Yuy, princess Helena . . .
"Relena's she's not five years old anymore."
"But she's the only baby I got. I could've lost her so long ago."
"We can't keep her sheltered. She's smart, she can manage, she'll be perfect."
"The perfect princess."
"Right after the perfect queen and the perfect soldier."
"She's so serious to be fifteen."
"I was serious when I was fifteen."
"You were also a trained killer."
"That's right," Heero remarked with a grin, "You really need to stop making me laugh, I've been doing that a lot lately." She sighed, that was it form being mad with him.
Helena entered the office only to find that the window was open and papers were thrown about.
No one was suppose to be here after five.
A thief, someone had broken in.
She slipped in quietly, the person was still there searching the file cabinets for something.
"Come on, come on, I know they're here."
'I'm glad I know to use this . . .' The brown-haired ponytail wearing teen thought.
The gun was at the thief's back, the sound of the click stopped all movement.
"Stealing is a nasty habit."
Protègè jumped behind the desk, hugging the disks to her chest, Helena leapt on the top missing the girl by inches, she tried to jump out the widow but Helena had a dead shot.
Bang.
The bullet tore threw her back.
Everything slowed down . . . . The now injured thief fell to the ground in a heap.
Helena walked with the gun trained on the body in case something funny happened.
When she kicked the thief over, it turned out to be not a thief at all-but a familiar stranger.
"Helena . . ." The girl gasped at her in a breath.
Her gun dropped.
"Robyn."
"WHY CAN'T I DIE?!?"
The patient in cell 202 was screaming again for the fifth night in a row.
"Why must I live suffering? I have nothing-no family, no child, no life, no love . . ."
She began crying.
"Sabrina, Sabrina, you're gonna have to stop screaming or the doctor will come by."
The nurse was making her rounds tonight when she can to the cell of the woman with the weird ponytail.
"Let me die, kill me now!"
"I'm sorry Sabrina, I can't do that. You were doing so well honey-you didn't break any of the mirrors, you don't have to be in solitary confinement, and you don't need your medicine.
Do you want to go back to that? Want me to send for Dr. Williams?"
"No-no."
"Good. Now eat up and get strong, you can't keep starving yourself every other week."
"I'm mourning bitch. I lost my man and my child."
"Sabrina, watch your language." There she was, Katrina thought, smiling again.
She wanted to kick out her teeth.
"I can't stand their smiles." The woman said under her breath, "I hate when they smile."
"Biride-you're gotta fly far, far away, get away from Angie. Don't die on me, don't die on your Mama."