The 11th- Blaque Demised, Princess Revised
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"Four mobile suits battling in the Sahara desert as of this moment."
"Status captain?"
"I'm not sure, Miss Yuy, they seem to be a Libra and-and three unidentified suits we don't of."
"That's them."
"Should we send out a warning to-"
"No." she said fiercely, "My parents will have nothing to do with this meaningless battle, this fight is between us and the Neo Blaques. They've annoyed us long enough-a thorn in my ass.
But I will correct my mistake, I will eliminate any and all who threaten what's mine."
"But Mis Yuy, your parents-" The red-faced captain protested.
She held out a manicured hand, "I'll deal with them."
The small band of soldiers named to protect the Cinq kingdom shared troubled glances, Helena Yuy was another Perfect Soldier walking . . . . Her face softy slightly, "Has Mr. Chang arrived?"
"No madam, he hasn't . . ."
"I don't need you to check up on me, I said I was coming-Helena?"
The girl spun around, fixing on the form of the young man who appeared through the double doors suited up with his glasses. Maybe that spoon idea wasn't so bad after all . . .
"Helena, where the hell have you been?" He cut through her thoughts.
The tone sounded like total anger but it was deep-felt concern with an edge of raw fear.
A catch formed in her throat-how she could play tough-as-nails military general if she couldn't even talk with the guy she liked. He took by the shoulders, shaking some sense into her fool head.
"I had to come home." She replied in a breathless sigh, he actually worried about her?
His mind was racing . . .
'Why would I want you to leave, why would've ever wanted you to leave? Don't you get me by now Princess, of my heart you're the Queen.'
His expression went from relief to anger to annoyance.
"Dammit." He cursed in a low tone, fighting an urge to shout. "Don't ever do that again. You had me going crazy trying to find you."
"You were looking for me?" She had to know, was he really-? He continued to rant and rave.
"Hell yeah! I actually got scared, do you how weak that makes me feel!?!"
He felt weak.
She wanted to laugh in his face like a giddy school girl, the great fearless Han Chang admitting he was afraid for her, the same proud sexist loudmouth was scared. This was a night to remember.
But the princess made her face facts: "Han, we're under attack."
The cold monotone made her seem as stoic as her father had been.
"Attack? how the-"
"I'm fighting a battle here-care to help me?"
"You think I'm weak enough to back down? I'm all dressed Cinderella and ready to go."
"Good." She held a contented smile, "We'll take what we know best."
"And that is?"
"The Gundams."
"What?" The captain uttered in numb shock.
"What?!? Woman, have you gone baka on me?"
"We're taking the Gundams, they have to be like those new suits. I'm taking Wing Zero."
"Did they spike the punch or something?"
"Han Chang, you need get use to me making my own decisions.I'm acting as Helena Mabel Yuy, heir to the Cinq Kingdom and keeper of the Peacecraft-Yuy name, and nobody's stopping me.
So you can stand there and look pretty or we can go and kick ass." "
All he could do was let his jaw hang.
She folded her arms, one battle had been already won: "Understand?"
"I just I'm taking Shenlong."
In the broken mirror, she managed to make out most her reflection: Her elaborate hairstyle had fell into a tangled ruin, her expensive dress was laced with oil and mud stains, the make-up was running from the sweat. A madwoman was looking back at her, drained of emotions.
"Eat your heart out Barbie." She joked bitterly.
"Where are you?"
Robyn had taken one of the Libras and went looking for her sisters, if they had gotten out then she knew there would be a new toy in their mist . . .
"Come on, come on, I hafta clean my sorta good name."
The sands of Egypt blocked out the real world, she was alone in the Sahara desert.
She escaped the Cinq kingdom because no amount of "I'm sorry" and "I didn't do it" would be good enough to clear her-Trio was so disappointed, how could she face him?
Oh yeah, he was knocked out stone-cold on the hangar floor, the lone person who could save her.
Maybe the only person who loved her.
Beside her dead mother.
Angela was standing in front three new suit, the one they say was made of something better than gold, beautiful and deadly and dominating.
"My, my, who let the caged Birdie fly free?"
"Angela . . ." She choked, nothing was coming up on the monitor.
"That's right, it's your Aunt Angie." The beating grew louder, her heartbeat rose.
A black silhouette with black eyes stood there, slim arms folded.
Angela had come for them. "You did a very, very bad thing."
"You can't have me Angela . . ."
But who would go first?
"I own you, chick-remember that."
The sound of rounds being fired at her answered that questioned. Someone had advanced on her. Midnight lowered her gun, grey eyes dancing: "We came to play . . ."
"As the night stays-" Hunter followed with her beam canon, Robyn took a cautious step back.
"Cause we feel betrayed . . ." The short-haired blonde's tone was low and measured,
"You just might die today-" Soon her so-called best friend put a sword to her back.
The curly-haired continued, as always toying. "If you can't say-"
"The magical words." The girls echoed.
The demise of the Blaques, she could feel it like her blood pulsated, temples drumming in her head. Three against one, some would and some would die, she was the only one left to change.
"THEN DIE!" Robyn fired the first shot . . . .
"God . . . who hit me?"
Trio found himself alone in a small cell of a hospital room.
"Aw man, Robyn."
"Robyn's gone."
Katie was standing over him, in a soft cherry-red party dress and black heels, bangs shielding her face.
She placed a new ice pack on his head. The clock said midnight, three hours had passed.
"And so are Helena and Han and you. The good princess has gone missing and everyone's looking for her. Let's not forget the Blaques cut out on us early, they've been named enemies of the state."
"That also means Robyn." The knowledge forced him to lay back down.
She nodded, "An enemy and a thief. Robyn took a suit with her and she's in Egypt fighting."
"Fighting?!?"
"The parental units should be back in any minute. They'll find out."
"They'll find-Katie, how in the hell did you get here?"
"Another thing you'll find out." She simply answered-Trio peered at this vague figure.
"What are you planning to do?" He asked, pushing himself to his feet.
"Fight, what else? Helena'll need backup no matter how stubborn, I found out that those sacred disks held info on a new metal that our Blaque friends now know of. They'll head to the Sahara to finish her off." She helped him sit up then busied herself with tending to his head wound.
"Princess?" He asked but then scolded himself for asking a stupid question.
"Helena first then they destroy Robyn." His face fell. "You don't how a Blaque thinks."
"Oh yeah and how do they?" The boy demanded.
"They work like a pack of mongrels-one betrays the group, all go after the betrayer. That' how the Blaques before worked-Miss Nyle betrayed them by helping your dad then falling for him."
"What are you, some type of god?"
She shrugged, "I do work in mysterious ways."
"Always the quiet ones." Trio remarked, remarking on the girl's nature.
"Being quiet pays: I know my friends-I know why you wanted to go after Robyn."
Now he fell quiet.
"Your heart's telling you she's right. Han's heart is telling him to follow Helena, Robyn's says to fix her mistakes, the Blaques are telling them to blindly fight."
His mood sobered, "Things have to be this way, I thought we had our peace."
"War is seen only as physical, in reality it's emotional and mental."
"And the great Katie Barton can see all of this in her crystal ball." He ended their conversation cynical. She merely smiled.
In her hands were two green flight suits, she threw it to him watching fall flawlessly in his hands.
"My next prediction is that we should take a short vacation."
"Gundams!"
"What are you going on about now Deborah!" Jacquelyn could see Hunter's stare fixed on the horizon.
"One-two . . . four of them?!? Aw man, this is some serious shit!"
"Are you smoking," Pamela yelled, "Gundams haven't been around for years . . . oh hell!"
'That's right, Hell is exactly what you gonna get ladies!" Trio proudly stated taking an aim with his sycthe . . .
Robyn's head hit the back of her Libra hard.
Any more damage and she wouldn't have a skull. Three the gold suits were dancing around the sands untouched while she was able to fall out in the twisted metal.
She was going to die alone.
A glass coffin someone had told her, was what she would have when Death came.
A black suit and a red suit both advanced on the three gold suits fighting fiercely, the way her 'sisters' were fighting obviously meant they had been taken by surprise.
"Time to light the fire and kick the tries girlies! This is Trio Maxwell in the DeathSytche, the God of death has arrived!"
That voice . . . she struggled to free herself . . . she knew it . . . Trio came back for her . . .!
"Trio . . ." Her heart skipped a beat.
Quiet.
She feared her wouldn't listen.
The light baritone asked cautiously her name . . . "Robyn."
Two more suits touched down onto the sands, Robyn snapped her head to watch, the first two were fighting the other Blaques but would this one come for her too?
Or was she saved by her tail feathers. . . .?
"I need your help trio, I gotta prove to you the truth! Help me!"
"Trio can't save you."
Helena's iced tone came over as she came down from the sky.
Helena began firing her beam canon in the ancient Wing Zero.
She nearly got taken out in one shot.
"HELENA!"
"I trust you to die easily-I shouldn't have before."
The black girl stared at the fair-skinned princess aiming back at her, Robyn raised her own gun.
In battle, you had no friends-only enemies.
"I won't then. You hear that princess, you won't kill me!"
"She won't but I willlllllllllllllllllllll." Angela's voice over the speakers.
Boom!
A explosion were off her suit . . . Then another . . . and another and another. . .
Fire.
The controls shot up in flames.
Her screams toe through Trio's ears-he spun around to see black smoke and red flames eating the cheap metal away.
He choked.
"Robyn, get out! Your suit's damaged."
"I-I can't!"
"Get her out of there!" He demanded, expecting the princess to have some heart.
"She's a traitor." Helena hissed, taking another shot at Hunter-the Blaques were trying to take Robyn down while defending themselves.
"A traitor who threatens the very peace and safety of my damn kingdom deserve it!"
"I'm trapped, the system's down!" Then the tone turned despearte, "TRIOOOOOOOO! HELP!"
"What?!? No way, this is really fucking uncool!"
"You're a real selfish, spoiled brat Helena Yuy."
"And you're a fucking fool."
He ignored her and continued to hit buttons, pull levers, she couldn't die like this . . . not like this.
"And a damn proud one. At least my loyalty lies with someone I can trust."
"You can't a Blaque as far as you throw her. My father learned that and so did yours-"
"She also cheated death twice over to save them, to save Robyn, and to save you.
Remember who keep you alive and who died."
The knife through the heart.
Wasn't she reminded daily of how the two ex-lovers fought side-by-side to protect her mother?
"Stop letting your feelings get into the way-" She choked to her own amazement.
'This world's needs peace, not me . . .'
"Now your only real friend's dying all because she's trying to save your sorry ass. One of the guards cut a deal with them an let them slip out. They got to the goods before we knew.
Sometimes your enemies save your neck and your friends cut your throat."
"You want her to die in that suit-fine. But I'm getting her OUT!"
"Maxwell!"
"Where's he going?"
"To fight." She growled. 'For a girl . . .'
"Who the hell!" The control panels were smoking, sparks started flying, nothing did her bidding.
Midnight was raging in vain. Prodigy was screaming, "It's in ALL our suits."
"I can't see shit!" Hunter told them the all-to-real truth.
Han continued to slice away at Midnight seeing a weakness emege, but then everything went black. He felt his insides grow cold. "Huh? It's dark and hot as hell!"
Even with the bangs brushed out her face Katie saw only a void.
"Thi si not good." She started typing away in thed ark, the keyboard memorized in her mind's eye, a faint glow of the green letters catch her eye. "Monitors are down." Katie breathed.
"Guys, we're can't see.
"What?"
Hunter took her own beam canon and nailed the girl in the back.
"Got ya now bitch!" The short-hair blonde shouted her victory.
"HELENA! HE-LEEE-NAAAA!"
The spiked-haired Asian continued to call her name, throwing Midinight's suit out of the way to find her.
"Han?" Helena asked in a quiet voice, then louder in a plea. "HAAANNNNNNNNNNN!"
"Where are you?!?"
"Han, I can't find you-!"
"I don't need any weak excuses!" He yelled in the headphones, "I need you . . . to help me."
"You're out to pasture girly but I'm gonna finish this! " Hunter switched to turbo boosters.
She was going to kick ass, she would rid her of these demons but nothing moved.
"WHAT? Awww snap!"
Trio managed to get Prodigy off his back by throwing her like a piece of trash.
He found himself steadily trying to slice Robyn free of her metal prison.
But wintessing the last part of the battle cause a realization to dawn on Trio:
"It's spreading. It's the bug. We're screwed. Not even the Gundams are safe from it"
Something unusual happen: They froze.
Everytone ceased movement.
Katie's voice cut through the nagging silence, it summed up the thoughts of them all, Neo Blaques and Gundam children alike.
"Then were fighting a blind battle."
Screams and cries, ammunition and computer equipment being fried, confusion and chaos:
These filled the sounds of the battlefield.
He didn't stop slicing.
The hits weren't connecting with anything-but Trio had to fight, he had to save Robyn, he had to have his peace. He couldn't shut out her cries for help, her pleas.
Han fought because Helena was trying to do this alone-trying to be the lone wolf hero like Heero Yuy. But flesh and bone, they all were pregnable to the dogs of war.
She aimed into the dark and hit something.
"Helena! You're hitting me!"
"What are trying to do woman, kill us?"
"Am not!"
"Stop actin' like children bakas!"
"Dammit Hunter, you got me!" Prodigy yelled.
"You hit me first bitch!"
"Ho!"
"Hell, we're killing each other." Midnight spat out disgustedly.
Katie struggled to get out of the twisted metal, "If we don't get out we going to die!"
"Who AM I FIGHTING?!!" Helena demanded, only the premature darkness surrounded them.
The damage report was 85% and rising high.
"We fighting ourselves," Han informed then found himself screaming:
"WE FIGHTING OURSELVES FOR WHAT?!?"
A new, unknown voice cut through the madness.
"For peace."
"In war, you battle yourself."
This single voice rung over the battlefield.
Neither the Blauqes or the children in the Gundams knew it's source but they knew it's words.
"Listen to your heart: You're gonna die here if you don't stop yourselves. "
"Stop nothing! They wanna play then we play-"
"You think it's a game?" Midnight was cut off, "a Blaque doesn't have a long life span.
Wanna know what happen to the Blaques before you?"
The three faces in the down gold suits lifted.
Midnight cut her eyes trying to see where the source of the voice was, Hunter gritted her teeth ready to destroy it-it was acting like a conscience, and Prodigy stared blankly into space waiting for the self-destruction to continue. Protege just listen, her ears burning . . .
It continued.
"Self-destruction."
They looked around when a light illuminated the field and the sands died down.
A black figure.
A cat figure.
A lone figure.
Katrina Nyle.
Fire and virus ate the suit up.
Robyn knew it was all over . . . She collapsed, her healing body couldn't take the strain.
The system would kill her.
Arms swept her up, strong enough but trembling.
"Robyn . . . keep breathing. You're mine again, no one else's."
Was Angela haunting her, did she survive her own blast?
"Your soul's free, fly far, far-it's me."
The figure had dark-skin and her face, she was wearing this charm of a cat . . .
Calling her Robyn.
"I thought only Heaven had my mother, not Earth."
"Not this time: This time you escaped the glass coffin."
The five original pilots were flying through a violent sand storm.
As soon as she could find her daughter Relena's sociable evening turned inot a wild search for her 'baby.' Heero was right by his wife holding her gloved hand, they didn't even think to change.
All of them had come here, searching their children and their former Gundams missing.
The scene they came upon: A half-dead Robyn being held by the cradled by the shade that was Kat. 'She's fine." He whispered into the empty darkness, the words fell dead on Relena's ears.
Duo looked out over the horizon . . . He saw the suits-all of them, smoking and inflamed.
He pressed his face against the window.
Were kids there?
He saw a suit move with lighting speed and pushing another out the way . . . .
A sudden explosion rocked the plane.
"What was that?" Quatre demanded, pushing Duo away from the window.
"Hell I don't know! Something-something big exploded."
"Oh my god." Hilde felt her heart in her throat.
"Thank god Lawrence isn't with them." Dorothy exclaimed happily.
Wufei interrupted, "Yeah, well my son's is down there and so is the heir to the Cinq kingdom. It's those weak Blaques they're fighting.this is an injustice, my only child could be dead!"
"We need to get to them fast."
Trowa controlled his voice, kicking in protective parent mode, "Then we'll kill them."
Heero found himself cracking a smile . . .
Robyn saw that Helena's suit would explode in any minute.
'Oh no.'
The two words rung in her head, they all knew the
Midnight's last hit connected with the control panels and causing the self-destruction button to be jammed. Robyn took all her strength . . . The strength that Trio gave her, the strength that the princess gave her when they were friends, the strength that the other Gundams and their families gave her while she nearly died . . .
Her father gave her strength even if he was a stranger.
Even the unknown strength her mother . . .
She took that strength and knocked Helena out that suit before the counter hit zero.
Helena could stay upset for all she cared, but she'll thank her later.
If there was a later for her.
BOOM!
Her ears were bleeding now.
Her time was going . . . . She'll be dead in any minute . . . Biride found herself regretting never telling Trio how cute he was or telling Han who had the biggest crush on him or shopping at the mall with the girls-she really wasn't that mad at their decision she found, she wasn't . . . .
She could never be fifteen again.
This world needed a strong leader, not a spy . . .
Heero and Duo came on the spot where the braided pilot saw the body fall.
"Helena! Trio! Han! Katie!"
"Come on guys, no joke!"
"I guess this means I'm on punishment with Helena huh Mr. Yuy."It was Katie limping toward them, the red suit dissolving into the nothingness.
"Is she dead? Come on Dad, I gotta know something!"
"I don't even know son."
The trouble with pets . . . It was weird how deja-vu entangled your children too.
Another trapped spy in love with a fly boy.
Trio's turned his head, he couldn't be seen with hot cries burning his eyes.
The dream.
Duo thought darkly . . . . Another message.
The ballerina's guise meant Death.
Shaken and soul stirred, the princess blinked her eyes open.
No, this wasn't heaven so she wasn't dead.
Helena felt her own tears as she pulled herself up from the wreckage.
Had she really killed Robyn? Had she really sent Robyn to her glass coffin?
She ran.
Ran like Robyn did fifteen years ago, ran to save her only truest and dearest friend, ran to find her peace. The Neo Blaques didn't puit any fights or make smart comments.
They just watched blankly, their black flight suits tore in various places.
Midnight stood first then Hunter and Prodigy followed, arms raised to the sky.
They were just Jacquelyn and Deborah and Pamela once again: The Blaque name had fallen.
The name had been demised.
The bodyguards met them with guns as they turned themselves in.
Only the slight breathing could answer that . . . .
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"Four mobile suits battling in the Sahara desert as of this moment."
"Status captain?"
"I'm not sure, Miss Yuy, they seem to be a Libra and-and three unidentified suits we don't of."
"That's them."
"Should we send out a warning to-"
"No." she said fiercely, "My parents will have nothing to do with this meaningless battle, this fight is between us and the Neo Blaques. They've annoyed us long enough-a thorn in my ass.
But I will correct my mistake, I will eliminate any and all who threaten what's mine."
"But Mis Yuy, your parents-" The red-faced captain protested.
She held out a manicured hand, "I'll deal with them."
The small band of soldiers named to protect the Cinq kingdom shared troubled glances, Helena Yuy was another Perfect Soldier walking . . . . Her face softy slightly, "Has Mr. Chang arrived?"
"No madam, he hasn't . . ."
"I don't need you to check up on me, I said I was coming-Helena?"
The girl spun around, fixing on the form of the young man who appeared through the double doors suited up with his glasses. Maybe that spoon idea wasn't so bad after all . . .
"Helena, where the hell have you been?" He cut through her thoughts.
The tone sounded like total anger but it was deep-felt concern with an edge of raw fear.
A catch formed in her throat-how she could play tough-as-nails military general if she couldn't even talk with the guy she liked. He took by the shoulders, shaking some sense into her fool head.
"I had to come home." She replied in a breathless sigh, he actually worried about her?
His mind was racing . . .
'Why would I want you to leave, why would've ever wanted you to leave? Don't you get me by now Princess, of my heart you're the Queen.'
His expression went from relief to anger to annoyance.
"Dammit." He cursed in a low tone, fighting an urge to shout. "Don't ever do that again. You had me going crazy trying to find you."
"You were looking for me?" She had to know, was he really-? He continued to rant and rave.
"Hell yeah! I actually got scared, do you how weak that makes me feel!?!"
He felt weak.
She wanted to laugh in his face like a giddy school girl, the great fearless Han Chang admitting he was afraid for her, the same proud sexist loudmouth was scared. This was a night to remember.
But the princess made her face facts: "Han, we're under attack."
The cold monotone made her seem as stoic as her father had been.
"Attack? how the-"
"I'm fighting a battle here-care to help me?"
"You think I'm weak enough to back down? I'm all dressed Cinderella and ready to go."
"Good." She held a contented smile, "We'll take what we know best."
"And that is?"
"The Gundams."
"What?" The captain uttered in numb shock.
"What?!? Woman, have you gone baka on me?"
"We're taking the Gundams, they have to be like those new suits. I'm taking Wing Zero."
"Did they spike the punch or something?"
"Han Chang, you need get use to me making my own decisions.I'm acting as Helena Mabel Yuy, heir to the Cinq Kingdom and keeper of the Peacecraft-Yuy name, and nobody's stopping me.
So you can stand there and look pretty or we can go and kick ass." "
All he could do was let his jaw hang.
She folded her arms, one battle had been already won: "Understand?"
"I just I'm taking Shenlong."
In the broken mirror, she managed to make out most her reflection: Her elaborate hairstyle had fell into a tangled ruin, her expensive dress was laced with oil and mud stains, the make-up was running from the sweat. A madwoman was looking back at her, drained of emotions.
"Eat your heart out Barbie." She joked bitterly.
"Where are you?"
Robyn had taken one of the Libras and went looking for her sisters, if they had gotten out then she knew there would be a new toy in their mist . . .
"Come on, come on, I hafta clean my sorta good name."
The sands of Egypt blocked out the real world, she was alone in the Sahara desert.
She escaped the Cinq kingdom because no amount of "I'm sorry" and "I didn't do it" would be good enough to clear her-Trio was so disappointed, how could she face him?
Oh yeah, he was knocked out stone-cold on the hangar floor, the lone person who could save her.
Maybe the only person who loved her.
Beside her dead mother.
Angela was standing in front three new suit, the one they say was made of something better than gold, beautiful and deadly and dominating.
"My, my, who let the caged Birdie fly free?"
"Angela . . ." She choked, nothing was coming up on the monitor.
"That's right, it's your Aunt Angie." The beating grew louder, her heartbeat rose.
A black silhouette with black eyes stood there, slim arms folded.
Angela had come for them. "You did a very, very bad thing."
"You can't have me Angela . . ."
But who would go first?
"I own you, chick-remember that."
The sound of rounds being fired at her answered that questioned. Someone had advanced on her. Midnight lowered her gun, grey eyes dancing: "We came to play . . ."
"As the night stays-" Hunter followed with her beam canon, Robyn took a cautious step back.
"Cause we feel betrayed . . ." The short-haired blonde's tone was low and measured,
"You just might die today-" Soon her so-called best friend put a sword to her back.
The curly-haired continued, as always toying. "If you can't say-"
"The magical words." The girls echoed.
The demise of the Blaques, she could feel it like her blood pulsated, temples drumming in her head. Three against one, some would and some would die, she was the only one left to change.
"THEN DIE!" Robyn fired the first shot . . . .
"God . . . who hit me?"
Trio found himself alone in a small cell of a hospital room.
"Aw man, Robyn."
"Robyn's gone."
Katie was standing over him, in a soft cherry-red party dress and black heels, bangs shielding her face.
She placed a new ice pack on his head. The clock said midnight, three hours had passed.
"And so are Helena and Han and you. The good princess has gone missing and everyone's looking for her. Let's not forget the Blaques cut out on us early, they've been named enemies of the state."
"That also means Robyn." The knowledge forced him to lay back down.
She nodded, "An enemy and a thief. Robyn took a suit with her and she's in Egypt fighting."
"Fighting?!?"
"The parental units should be back in any minute. They'll find out."
"They'll find-Katie, how in the hell did you get here?"
"Another thing you'll find out." She simply answered-Trio peered at this vague figure.
"What are you planning to do?" He asked, pushing himself to his feet.
"Fight, what else? Helena'll need backup no matter how stubborn, I found out that those sacred disks held info on a new metal that our Blaque friends now know of. They'll head to the Sahara to finish her off." She helped him sit up then busied herself with tending to his head wound.
"Princess?" He asked but then scolded himself for asking a stupid question.
"Helena first then they destroy Robyn." His face fell. "You don't how a Blaque thinks."
"Oh yeah and how do they?" The boy demanded.
"They work like a pack of mongrels-one betrays the group, all go after the betrayer. That' how the Blaques before worked-Miss Nyle betrayed them by helping your dad then falling for him."
"What are you, some type of god?"
She shrugged, "I do work in mysterious ways."
"Always the quiet ones." Trio remarked, remarking on the girl's nature.
"Being quiet pays: I know my friends-I know why you wanted to go after Robyn."
Now he fell quiet.
"Your heart's telling you she's right. Han's heart is telling him to follow Helena, Robyn's says to fix her mistakes, the Blaques are telling them to blindly fight."
His mood sobered, "Things have to be this way, I thought we had our peace."
"War is seen only as physical, in reality it's emotional and mental."
"And the great Katie Barton can see all of this in her crystal ball." He ended their conversation cynical. She merely smiled.
In her hands were two green flight suits, she threw it to him watching fall flawlessly in his hands.
"My next prediction is that we should take a short vacation."
"Gundams!"
"What are you going on about now Deborah!" Jacquelyn could see Hunter's stare fixed on the horizon.
"One-two . . . four of them?!? Aw man, this is some serious shit!"
"Are you smoking," Pamela yelled, "Gundams haven't been around for years . . . oh hell!"
'That's right, Hell is exactly what you gonna get ladies!" Trio proudly stated taking an aim with his sycthe . . .
Robyn's head hit the back of her Libra hard.
Any more damage and she wouldn't have a skull. Three the gold suits were dancing around the sands untouched while she was able to fall out in the twisted metal.
She was going to die alone.
A glass coffin someone had told her, was what she would have when Death came.
A black suit and a red suit both advanced on the three gold suits fighting fiercely, the way her 'sisters' were fighting obviously meant they had been taken by surprise.
"Time to light the fire and kick the tries girlies! This is Trio Maxwell in the DeathSytche, the God of death has arrived!"
That voice . . . she struggled to free herself . . . she knew it . . . Trio came back for her . . .!
"Trio . . ." Her heart skipped a beat.
Quiet.
She feared her wouldn't listen.
The light baritone asked cautiously her name . . . "Robyn."
Two more suits touched down onto the sands, Robyn snapped her head to watch, the first two were fighting the other Blaques but would this one come for her too?
Or was she saved by her tail feathers. . . .?
"I need your help trio, I gotta prove to you the truth! Help me!"
"Trio can't save you."
Helena's iced tone came over as she came down from the sky.
Helena began firing her beam canon in the ancient Wing Zero.
She nearly got taken out in one shot.
"HELENA!"
"I trust you to die easily-I shouldn't have before."
The black girl stared at the fair-skinned princess aiming back at her, Robyn raised her own gun.
In battle, you had no friends-only enemies.
"I won't then. You hear that princess, you won't kill me!"
"She won't but I willlllllllllllllllllllll." Angela's voice over the speakers.
Boom!
A explosion were off her suit . . . Then another . . . and another and another. . .
Fire.
The controls shot up in flames.
Her screams toe through Trio's ears-he spun around to see black smoke and red flames eating the cheap metal away.
He choked.
"Robyn, get out! Your suit's damaged."
"I-I can't!"
"Get her out of there!" He demanded, expecting the princess to have some heart.
"She's a traitor." Helena hissed, taking another shot at Hunter-the Blaques were trying to take Robyn down while defending themselves.
"A traitor who threatens the very peace and safety of my damn kingdom deserve it!"
"I'm trapped, the system's down!" Then the tone turned despearte, "TRIOOOOOOOO! HELP!"
"What?!? No way, this is really fucking uncool!"
"You're a real selfish, spoiled brat Helena Yuy."
"And you're a fucking fool."
He ignored her and continued to hit buttons, pull levers, she couldn't die like this . . . not like this.
"And a damn proud one. At least my loyalty lies with someone I can trust."
"You can't a Blaque as far as you throw her. My father learned that and so did yours-"
"She also cheated death twice over to save them, to save Robyn, and to save you.
Remember who keep you alive and who died."
The knife through the heart.
Wasn't she reminded daily of how the two ex-lovers fought side-by-side to protect her mother?
"Stop letting your feelings get into the way-" She choked to her own amazement.
'This world's needs peace, not me . . .'
"Now your only real friend's dying all because she's trying to save your sorry ass. One of the guards cut a deal with them an let them slip out. They got to the goods before we knew.
Sometimes your enemies save your neck and your friends cut your throat."
"You want her to die in that suit-fine. But I'm getting her OUT!"
"Maxwell!"
"Where's he going?"
"To fight." She growled. 'For a girl . . .'
"Who the hell!" The control panels were smoking, sparks started flying, nothing did her bidding.
Midnight was raging in vain. Prodigy was screaming, "It's in ALL our suits."
"I can't see shit!" Hunter told them the all-to-real truth.
Han continued to slice away at Midnight seeing a weakness emege, but then everything went black. He felt his insides grow cold. "Huh? It's dark and hot as hell!"
Even with the bangs brushed out her face Katie saw only a void.
"Thi si not good." She started typing away in thed ark, the keyboard memorized in her mind's eye, a faint glow of the green letters catch her eye. "Monitors are down." Katie breathed.
"Guys, we're can't see.
"What?"
Hunter took her own beam canon and nailed the girl in the back.
"Got ya now bitch!" The short-hair blonde shouted her victory.
"HELENA! HE-LEEE-NAAAA!"
The spiked-haired Asian continued to call her name, throwing Midinight's suit out of the way to find her.
"Han?" Helena asked in a quiet voice, then louder in a plea. "HAAANNNNNNNNNNN!"
"Where are you?!?"
"Han, I can't find you-!"
"I don't need any weak excuses!" He yelled in the headphones, "I need you . . . to help me."
"You're out to pasture girly but I'm gonna finish this! " Hunter switched to turbo boosters.
She was going to kick ass, she would rid her of these demons but nothing moved.
"WHAT? Awww snap!"
Trio managed to get Prodigy off his back by throwing her like a piece of trash.
He found himself steadily trying to slice Robyn free of her metal prison.
But wintessing the last part of the battle cause a realization to dawn on Trio:
"It's spreading. It's the bug. We're screwed. Not even the Gundams are safe from it"
Something unusual happen: They froze.
Everytone ceased movement.
Katie's voice cut through the nagging silence, it summed up the thoughts of them all, Neo Blaques and Gundam children alike.
"Then were fighting a blind battle."
Screams and cries, ammunition and computer equipment being fried, confusion and chaos:
These filled the sounds of the battlefield.
He didn't stop slicing.
The hits weren't connecting with anything-but Trio had to fight, he had to save Robyn, he had to have his peace. He couldn't shut out her cries for help, her pleas.
Han fought because Helena was trying to do this alone-trying to be the lone wolf hero like Heero Yuy. But flesh and bone, they all were pregnable to the dogs of war.
She aimed into the dark and hit something.
"Helena! You're hitting me!"
"What are trying to do woman, kill us?"
"Am not!"
"Stop actin' like children bakas!"
"Dammit Hunter, you got me!" Prodigy yelled.
"You hit me first bitch!"
"Ho!"
"Hell, we're killing each other." Midnight spat out disgustedly.
Katie struggled to get out of the twisted metal, "If we don't get out we going to die!"
"Who AM I FIGHTING?!!" Helena demanded, only the premature darkness surrounded them.
The damage report was 85% and rising high.
"We fighting ourselves," Han informed then found himself screaming:
"WE FIGHTING OURSELVES FOR WHAT?!?"
A new, unknown voice cut through the madness.
"For peace."
"In war, you battle yourself."
This single voice rung over the battlefield.
Neither the Blauqes or the children in the Gundams knew it's source but they knew it's words.
"Listen to your heart: You're gonna die here if you don't stop yourselves. "
"Stop nothing! They wanna play then we play-"
"You think it's a game?" Midnight was cut off, "a Blaque doesn't have a long life span.
Wanna know what happen to the Blaques before you?"
The three faces in the down gold suits lifted.
Midnight cut her eyes trying to see where the source of the voice was, Hunter gritted her teeth ready to destroy it-it was acting like a conscience, and Prodigy stared blankly into space waiting for the self-destruction to continue. Protege just listen, her ears burning . . .
It continued.
"Self-destruction."
They looked around when a light illuminated the field and the sands died down.
A black figure.
A cat figure.
A lone figure.
Katrina Nyle.
Fire and virus ate the suit up.
Robyn knew it was all over . . . She collapsed, her healing body couldn't take the strain.
The system would kill her.
Arms swept her up, strong enough but trembling.
"Robyn . . . keep breathing. You're mine again, no one else's."
Was Angela haunting her, did she survive her own blast?
"Your soul's free, fly far, far-it's me."
The figure had dark-skin and her face, she was wearing this charm of a cat . . .
Calling her Robyn.
"I thought only Heaven had my mother, not Earth."
"Not this time: This time you escaped the glass coffin."
The five original pilots were flying through a violent sand storm.
As soon as she could find her daughter Relena's sociable evening turned inot a wild search for her 'baby.' Heero was right by his wife holding her gloved hand, they didn't even think to change.
All of them had come here, searching their children and their former Gundams missing.
The scene they came upon: A half-dead Robyn being held by the cradled by the shade that was Kat. 'She's fine." He whispered into the empty darkness, the words fell dead on Relena's ears.
Duo looked out over the horizon . . . He saw the suits-all of them, smoking and inflamed.
He pressed his face against the window.
Were kids there?
He saw a suit move with lighting speed and pushing another out the way . . . .
A sudden explosion rocked the plane.
"What was that?" Quatre demanded, pushing Duo away from the window.
"Hell I don't know! Something-something big exploded."
"Oh my god." Hilde felt her heart in her throat.
"Thank god Lawrence isn't with them." Dorothy exclaimed happily.
Wufei interrupted, "Yeah, well my son's is down there and so is the heir to the Cinq kingdom. It's those weak Blaques they're fighting.this is an injustice, my only child could be dead!"
"We need to get to them fast."
Trowa controlled his voice, kicking in protective parent mode, "Then we'll kill them."
Heero found himself cracking a smile . . .
Robyn saw that Helena's suit would explode in any minute.
'Oh no.'
The two words rung in her head, they all knew the
Midnight's last hit connected with the control panels and causing the self-destruction button to be jammed. Robyn took all her strength . . . The strength that Trio gave her, the strength that the princess gave her when they were friends, the strength that the other Gundams and their families gave her while she nearly died . . .
Her father gave her strength even if he was a stranger.
Even the unknown strength her mother . . .
She took that strength and knocked Helena out that suit before the counter hit zero.
Helena could stay upset for all she cared, but she'll thank her later.
If there was a later for her.
BOOM!
Her ears were bleeding now.
Her time was going . . . . She'll be dead in any minute . . . Biride found herself regretting never telling Trio how cute he was or telling Han who had the biggest crush on him or shopping at the mall with the girls-she really wasn't that mad at their decision she found, she wasn't . . . .
She could never be fifteen again.
This world needed a strong leader, not a spy . . .
Heero and Duo came on the spot where the braided pilot saw the body fall.
"Helena! Trio! Han! Katie!"
"Come on guys, no joke!"
"I guess this means I'm on punishment with Helena huh Mr. Yuy."It was Katie limping toward them, the red suit dissolving into the nothingness.
"Is she dead? Come on Dad, I gotta know something!"
"I don't even know son."
The trouble with pets . . . It was weird how deja-vu entangled your children too.
Another trapped spy in love with a fly boy.
Trio's turned his head, he couldn't be seen with hot cries burning his eyes.
The dream.
Duo thought darkly . . . . Another message.
The ballerina's guise meant Death.
Shaken and soul stirred, the princess blinked her eyes open.
No, this wasn't heaven so she wasn't dead.
Helena felt her own tears as she pulled herself up from the wreckage.
Had she really killed Robyn? Had she really sent Robyn to her glass coffin?
She ran.
Ran like Robyn did fifteen years ago, ran to save her only truest and dearest friend, ran to find her peace. The Neo Blaques didn't puit any fights or make smart comments.
They just watched blankly, their black flight suits tore in various places.
Midnight stood first then Hunter and Prodigy followed, arms raised to the sky.
They were just Jacquelyn and Deborah and Pamela once again: The Blaque name had fallen.
The name had been demised.
The bodyguards met them with guns as they turned themselves in.
Only the slight breathing could answer that . . . .