All five sat staring at a non-existent spot on the floor. They had been
that way for three days according to their eternal clocks. They only
stopped to eat what ever was brought to them. Which was surprisingly well
prepared. They would only find these types of dinners if they were to visit
Quatre or Relina not in a prison cell.
All they could think about was why they were captured. To be bait for their mothers. That is if they did have mothers. Of course they did, how else do you expect them to be born. Even if they were born of test tube some one had to supply the egg to be fertilized. But after all this time. Believing she was dead, abandoned them, lost them during the war now only to find them alive. Now the main question is if they are alive who are they?
The door opened letting in bright light the boys had to shield from. They could make out outlines of beings in the doorway. Before they were given time for their eyes to adjust they were dragged from the cell two guards to each. The boys knew it was useless to struggle. They were not strong enough. They found that out the first time they tried to escape. Their captors had been clever to give them a drug that rendered them weak but still able to move, barely.
They were drug to a room and deposited on the floor. The guards backed away but ready if need be. Once the boys untangled themselves from one another they finally looked around. The room was simple but even Quatre had to whistle at its extravagance. Chairs gold plated and cover in the softest red velvet, drapes of the finest silk tied back with gold ropes, huge chandelier of crystals and other gems. A laugh caught them short of their gazing.
"Like what you see? It is rather funny if you think of it. You boys were born to this type of luxury yet you live your lives as soldiers, well all of you but one."
They found the source of the voice. A man dressed in white hair, cloths and shoes. A cape hung from his shoulders white with red inner lining coat with blue and gold needlework. Odd black crescent moon opened end facing down.
Dou tilted his head to the side with a look of disgust. "Dude, don't you know not to wear white after Labor Day."
Their "host" frowned. "How you are the sleepers child shall remain the universes secret."
That caught their attention. Quatre took a half step forward.
"You who our mothers are?"
The man began to laugh a bitter laugh filled with anger and hate. Once finished his frown seemed to deepen.
"Know who your mothers are, eh? Of course I know who they are. I am the last one in my family because of them. Just because we thought differently than them they banished us. Then had the nerve to kill off each member of my family one by one till all that was left was me."
The boys were a little unnerved to hear this. Most of them knew his pain. Sharp blue eyes narrowed though something wasn't right. He could feel it in him. Telling him not to trust the man.
"Who the hell are you and what have we got to do with this? We don't even know our mothers."
Four looked back to the one. The same feeling over came them. If he was banished for thinking different them perhaps his thinking was not a.peaceful way.
The man gave them a small mocking bow.
"Do forgive me for not introducing myself. How rude of me. I am Prince Dimando of the Blackmoon family. I already know you are, Gundam Pilots. I really don't know what I will do with you once I am finished with your Mother's. If I can't come up with anything creative you will share the same fate." He accompanied his little speech with a smirk they had seen on countless Oz officials, before they were cut down to size.
"How are you sure they will come?" Trowa asked. This man was so sure their Mother's would come and some how resuce them. That really had him. They were the best and yet their mother's were going to show them up.
Dimando began to laugh. Few of the guards around them snickered. Curiosity killed the cat but come on. How much more was this going to drag on? Once Dimando had control of himself he was leaning against a desk.
"Believe me when I say I know your mother's. This type of thing draws them like moths to fire. Especially when it is their son's they just found out were alive when thought dead. I really don't have anything against you boys, but they do say the apple does not fall from the tree and you may just grow to be just as troublesome as the Senshi."
Laughter surrounded them.
"So glad you remember us so fondly Dimando."
Dimando righted himself.
"So you finally show. Why don't you come out like good little girls and we can end this."
"All in good time, but first it is time for all good little boys to take a nap."
Smoke bombs dropped next to the boys sending them in conscious. The last they seen was legs and short skirts drop down in front of them.
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Sorry short.
Next chapter they meet the girls.
Ja ne and review.
All they could think about was why they were captured. To be bait for their mothers. That is if they did have mothers. Of course they did, how else do you expect them to be born. Even if they were born of test tube some one had to supply the egg to be fertilized. But after all this time. Believing she was dead, abandoned them, lost them during the war now only to find them alive. Now the main question is if they are alive who are they?
The door opened letting in bright light the boys had to shield from. They could make out outlines of beings in the doorway. Before they were given time for their eyes to adjust they were dragged from the cell two guards to each. The boys knew it was useless to struggle. They were not strong enough. They found that out the first time they tried to escape. Their captors had been clever to give them a drug that rendered them weak but still able to move, barely.
They were drug to a room and deposited on the floor. The guards backed away but ready if need be. Once the boys untangled themselves from one another they finally looked around. The room was simple but even Quatre had to whistle at its extravagance. Chairs gold plated and cover in the softest red velvet, drapes of the finest silk tied back with gold ropes, huge chandelier of crystals and other gems. A laugh caught them short of their gazing.
"Like what you see? It is rather funny if you think of it. You boys were born to this type of luxury yet you live your lives as soldiers, well all of you but one."
They found the source of the voice. A man dressed in white hair, cloths and shoes. A cape hung from his shoulders white with red inner lining coat with blue and gold needlework. Odd black crescent moon opened end facing down.
Dou tilted his head to the side with a look of disgust. "Dude, don't you know not to wear white after Labor Day."
Their "host" frowned. "How you are the sleepers child shall remain the universes secret."
That caught their attention. Quatre took a half step forward.
"You who our mothers are?"
The man began to laugh a bitter laugh filled with anger and hate. Once finished his frown seemed to deepen.
"Know who your mothers are, eh? Of course I know who they are. I am the last one in my family because of them. Just because we thought differently than them they banished us. Then had the nerve to kill off each member of my family one by one till all that was left was me."
The boys were a little unnerved to hear this. Most of them knew his pain. Sharp blue eyes narrowed though something wasn't right. He could feel it in him. Telling him not to trust the man.
"Who the hell are you and what have we got to do with this? We don't even know our mothers."
Four looked back to the one. The same feeling over came them. If he was banished for thinking different them perhaps his thinking was not a.peaceful way.
The man gave them a small mocking bow.
"Do forgive me for not introducing myself. How rude of me. I am Prince Dimando of the Blackmoon family. I already know you are, Gundam Pilots. I really don't know what I will do with you once I am finished with your Mother's. If I can't come up with anything creative you will share the same fate." He accompanied his little speech with a smirk they had seen on countless Oz officials, before they were cut down to size.
"How are you sure they will come?" Trowa asked. This man was so sure their Mother's would come and some how resuce them. That really had him. They were the best and yet their mother's were going to show them up.
Dimando began to laugh. Few of the guards around them snickered. Curiosity killed the cat but come on. How much more was this going to drag on? Once Dimando had control of himself he was leaning against a desk.
"Believe me when I say I know your mother's. This type of thing draws them like moths to fire. Especially when it is their son's they just found out were alive when thought dead. I really don't have anything against you boys, but they do say the apple does not fall from the tree and you may just grow to be just as troublesome as the Senshi."
Laughter surrounded them.
"So glad you remember us so fondly Dimando."
Dimando righted himself.
"So you finally show. Why don't you come out like good little girls and we can end this."
"All in good time, but first it is time for all good little boys to take a nap."
Smoke bombs dropped next to the boys sending them in conscious. The last they seen was legs and short skirts drop down in front of them.
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Sorry short.
Next chapter they meet the girls.
Ja ne and review.