CrazyRae: Hello people. Quick update i know. I got rid of Pita...phew. She's hard to converse with after a while. hehehe...

CR: I have a new friend who loves doing the Disclaimer. Please give a round of applause for......SPAZZY!!

Spazzy: HEY HEY WONDERFUL PEOPLE! RAE DOESN'T OWN ANYTHING BUT MOUNTAIN DEW AND FUN DIP...WITH THE OCCASIONAL PIXI STIX.

CR: See...Not as bad right?

Spazzy: OH MAN.....I GOT A JOKE...ONE TIME THERE WAS A MAN....AND HE HAD A DOG!

[Spazzy bursts out into laughter, while Rae sweatdrops and rubs the back of her head] Rae: Don't mind her. She's uh....unstable.

Spazzy: Oh yeah, I KNOW I AM BUT WHAT ARE YOU!

Rae: [sweatdrops] um...unstable...baka...hehehe...please enjoy the story.

{Begin}

Chapter Nineteen

Heero growled to himself as he worked on his laptop in the privacy of his room. He couldn't believe what happened.

I don't know who to trust, he thought to himself. Dr. J just tried to kill us. Ra–Zero just murdered Relena and her own sister. Who do we trust?

He heard the slightest sound of a thump. Standing up and looking outside his balcony window, he saw the very person who laced his thoughts, standing up from a crouched position. Her face contorted into a wince, before she ran off.

Is she nuts, he asked himself.

Since it was nearing November the temperature in the Colony had dropped, and the girl was dressed in shorts and a tank top. He sighed and followed, jumping off his balcony.

He soon found himself standing in front of the wire gates that stood at the entrance of a park. Yami Memorial Park was engraved in on the wire. He noticed foot prints so he followed them, through the slightly opened gates.

It seems as though this park is rarely visited, he assumed, seeing barely anything left from visitors like you would at any normal park.

The trash cans were empty, and vines grew up the wire casing. Benches looked brand new. He continued to follow the foot prints only to see himself standing at the edge of a half-frozen lake. His sharp eyes caught something familiar.

A figure was swimming back towards the shoreline where he stood. It was Zero. Her black hair was soaked and shards of ice laced some strands of hair. Blue eyes were dull and lifeless. Usually ruby, red lips had turned to a dark, purple. He moved as she pulled herself out of the lake, shaking slightly as her frozen muscles tried to support her. She collapsed and rolled onto her back, gazing at the blackened sky.

"Cold....is...good." she panted out.

Heero growled and kicked her softly in the side, trying to get her up.

"Get up." he demanded.

Her eyes looked up, the vacantness caused him to inwardly gasp. If it wasn't for the fact she was breathing, he'd think she was dead.

"Oh...it's just...you." she replied softly.

"What the hell is in your head?" he asked, curious as to why she would willingly swim in a half-frozen lake.

He could already see her hair hardening into slight icicles. Her eyes moved back to the sky.

These are the things she does, that makes me think she is suicidal, he thought rashly.

"Clean...blood. A man I once knew had told me, the only way to cleanse yourself of taking a life so coldly, is to wash it away with the same temperature. I don't even deserve to live. You wonder why I want to kill the old man so bad? That's why. He's teamed up with a man crueler than you see me as. The same man I spared, is doing this to me." she mumbled softly, her eyes half-closed.

"No. You don't deserve to live. Murdering a government official is one thing, but murdering your own flesh and blood is worse." Heero replied, disgust lacing his voice.

A growl left the girl's throat, causing him to look over. She was glaring at the holographic sky.

"If that's the case then I shouldn't have lived for even a second out of my miserable life. Then five years out of my life. Then...sixteen years, and now I don't deserve to be alive for my wonderful eighteen years out of my life." she growled out.

"Sixteen?" he questioned.

"Yeah. Oh, that's right. No one knows about that one. Why do you think Andre died? He wasn't a push-over soldier. He was strong, and fought to the bitter end. Too bad. He was my favorite. I never liked the other one." she answered, her voice sounded distant, as her eyes matched.

"You murdered your brother? The one you talk so highly about?" he growled out, disgust ringing in his voice.

"Uh huh." she said nodding her head slightly, "I did alright. I almost couldn't but then the promise went through my mind."

"Promise?"

Her eyes traveled to her interrogator. She glared coldly.

"Why should you people care?" she huffed out as she stood up.

She turned and walked off, Heero angrily following. He thought he lost her when he found her kneeling in front of some sort of monument. She seemed to be kneeling respectively as the old martial artist did.

"I'm sorry everyone. I have to finish this. I will meet you soon." her voice whispered.

She stood up and disappeared into the shadows. Heero slowly walked over to the monumental item and read the engravings. It read:

To Those of the Inner Circle

Who Have Died Honorably

For The Outer Colony

Rest In Piece for Eternity

Rachel Amber Satin, Zeal

Matilda Rath Satin, Rei

Micheal Ese Rivers , Placid

Andre Sol Tenshi, Rapid

Nikolai Hazen Rose, Noble

He noticed that these were some of the names that were tattooed around her upper arm. He shook his head and headed back towards the temple.

Why is it these Inner Circle people are so important to her, he asked himself.

He noticed, as he arrived, her light had flickered off. He didn't understand how she could deal with the tainted room. Even he'd go insane.

He jumped up and entered his room. Taking off his jacket and tank top he laid down on his bed. His eyes shutting as he drifted into a dreamless slumber.

{End}

Spazzy: And then he said..."WUZZUP!" and then i was like..."WUZZUP!"

Rae: Um...thankd for reading. R&R please.

Spazzy: Yeah! Raid and Raves!

[Sweatdrops] Rae: maybe this isn't such a good idea. um...oh yeah...next chapter i am going to acknowledge those who R&R'd. Don't worry, i'll bring someone not as....insane.