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The Assassins' Lament
Chapter One: Trouble's Brewing
It was Christmas time and everyone was gathered to celebrate the first full year of peace between the earth and the colonies. Relena had finally convinced the three most reluctant of the Gundam Pilots to join in the festivities. Duo and Quatre had come willingly and were enjoying the party. As for Heero, Trowa and Wufei... Well they were off in their own little places brooding.
Heero sat in a corner watching the people dance. He was glad there was peace now but he felt useless now that the war was over. His only real skills were those needed for fighting. He had no skills that he could use in the new world. He sighed and leaned back on the chair crossing his arms as he often did.
"Would you like to dance?" Said a young woman as she put out her hand towards Heero. Heero looked up at her and all seemed to stop for several seconds as he took in her beauty. He'd seen her time and again but he still couldn't take in all the beauty that now stood before him. Her dark blond hair was done up in the usual fashion, straight with the usual braids coming from the front and tied up at the back.
"I don't dance," Heero replied calmly.
Relena glared at him, "Fine then, I'll find someone who can dance."
"I never said I couldn't dance. I just said I don't dance," Heero replied.
"And that's because you can't," Relena challenges. She knew the young pilot well and knew that this was the only way to get him to do something he didn't wish to do.
"Fine," Heero said getting up and taking her hand and leading her towards the dance floor. He gently placed one hand on her hip and took her hand in his free hand. She put her free hand on the back in his neck.
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Trowa was silently watching the stars out on the balcony. He preferred to be alone and the sweet silence of the night comforted him. After the war he'd found his place in the new world with his traveling circus friends. He enjoyed making people happy even though he could never be truly happy himself.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" a voice asked from behind him. He turned to see a young Arabian boy there smiling kindly. The boys blond hair seemed to light up the night sky. He was a gentle soul and could warm even the hardest of hearts with his friendship.
"Nothing Quatre... Just enjoying the quiet," Trowa answered finally.
"The party's in there... not out here," Quatre smiled as he walked over and put his elbows on the railing and putting his head in his hands.
"I'm not a party person," Trowa said still looking out at the shinning stars.
"You'd probably enjoy it if you were to actually try," Quatre said.
"I say if you have to try to be happy then it's not worth your time," Trowa said turning around and leaning on the railing looking over to the other pilot.
"Do you ever look on the bright side of things?" Quatre asked with a smile as he too turned to look at his friend.
"Bright side? What's that?" Trowa asked grinning slightly.
Quatre smile and laughed, "Come on now... Come have something to drink at least," He offered.
" Fine then... After that I'm going to head back home," Trowa said following his friend back into the building.
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Wufei sat at a table near the back. He was having the hardest time with the new world. He was a fighter and he knew that was all he'd ever be. The only place he felt he belonged was with the Preventers. At least then he was doing some real good. He eventually got up taking his coat and headed towards the exit hoping no one would see him leave.
"Hey! Not skipping out on us are you Wufei?" A friendly voice asked.
"What does it mater to you? Go and have your fun. I'm going to train," Wufei said as he continued to walk.
"Oh come on! You can't just leave in the middle of a party," The person said grabbing Wufei by the shoulder and swinging him around.
Wufei glared at the young man before him. The young mans blue eyes were full of happiness and fun. The war hadn't really affected him as much as it had the rest of them. The young man brushed a strand of brown bangs from his face.
"Get lost Duo," Wufei said calmly.
"You're no fun," Duo said waving his friend away.
Wufei smirked at his victory and turned to walk out.
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Just as Wufie was walking out a cried of pain came from the dance floor. He stopped and turned to see what was happening.
"Relena!" Heero shouted as Relena's limp body fell into his arms. Heero kneeled down and layed Relena on the dance floor. He took his hand out from behind her back only to see it drenched in Relena's blood.
"She's been shot," Someone said.
Heero immediately got up and looked around searching for the unknown attacker. Trowa, who was just a ways off, was doing the same. Quatre kneeled beside Relena and took her hand feeling her pulse, "She's still alive. Whoever shot her missed her vital organs. She's in shock though. We need to get her to a doctor."
From the corner of his eye, Heero saw a figure run through the shadows towards the balcony. He looked over at Trowa and gave him a nod. Trowa immediately jumped into the air doing a back flip and landed in front of the balcony door. The figure stopped in his tracks in front of the young pilot. Trowa glared at the figure and was just about to grab his gun when the figure collapsed to the ground, "What?" Trowa said looking around. Heero and the other pilots, along with the other guests, all looked around in confusion.
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"Sorry... Partner, but rules are rules. No one lives to tell the tale," A man in a black outfit said as he looked down from his perch near the stairs. He backed up behind a pillar and looked down to see the fierce eyes of a young man he once new. He knew, however, that this young man was no longer on his side, but he also knew that the young man wouldn't come after him... Not yet at least. He smirked and turned jumping out the open window of the building. No one else saw him.
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An hour or so later, the five pilots were sitting in a waiting room. Relena was in intensive care and they were all worried, though not all of them showed it.
"We all know that it wasn't just that one man who was after Relena. This is ridiculous. We should be out there finding that other attacker. Not sitting here and waiting for a doctor to tell us that the victim will be ok," Wufie said.
"We can't just leave her. She needs someone," Quatre said.
"Then why don't you stay here with her and the rest of us will go searching for the bad guy," Duo suggested.
"Duo's right... For once. You stay here and we will go and look for whoever's after Relena. We'll head to preventer headquarters. They should be able to help us figure out who's behind this," Heero said.
"Ok... Just be careful... You don't know what danger you might be getting yourselves into," Quatre said.
"We aren't weak... We can take care of ourselves," Wufie said as he turned and headed towards the door.
Duo and Trowa followed behind Wufie and Heero turned to Quatre, "If she wakes up while we're gone... Tell her we wish her well."
"I will Heero," Quatre smiled. 'Heero might seem heartless at times, but he has the biggest heart of all.' Quatre thought to himself.
Heero nodded to the young Arabian boy and turned, following the others out.
