Disclaimer: ::sighs:: I don't own Gundam Wing... Duo chickened out on me. ::waves her fist in the air:: Darn that Wufei!
Wufei: ::in the background, smirks:: Justice has been served.
Heart of Space, Dove of Peace
"Guuuhhh!" Quatre cried out as SandRock Kai lurched forward after an attack from behind. He swung around and took out two dolls with his heat shotels. (AN: That is what his little sword thingies are called, right?)
"You okay, Quatre?" Trowa asked over the com-link, concern underlying his tone.
"Yeah, I'm okay." Quatre answered, smiling slightly. "That last one just caught me off guard. It's like being on one of those tea cup rides and having it turn into a monster roller coaster." (AN: Yeah… you guys know you can picture Quatre on one of those little teacup thingies. I, personally, hate them. I almost got sick on one of them… =P Roller coasters are cool though… isn't that ironic?)
"It'll be okay, Quatre." Trowa smiled slightly. "We're going to beat them."
"Trowa…" A warning on Quatre's console went off, causing him to look up in alarm. One of the dolls had fired off a beam cannon. Trowa moved in with HeavyArmsKai, blocking the shot from hitting SandRock. "Trowa!" Quatre called out worriedly.
Trowa readied HeavyArms' gatling gun, only to have it misfire. "Damnit… it's jammed." Another round hit the Gundam's hull, shaking the cockpit.
"Trowa!" Quatre called out again.
"It's all right, Quatre!" Trowa reassured. "Maybe if I can get enough of the dolls close to me, I can activate the self-detona-"
"Don't even think it!" Quatre yelled. Trowa blinked. "You're not going anywhere!" The blonde Arabian's head was lowered so that Trowa could not see his face on the view screen. "Trowa Barton, I'm not gonna let you die." He looked back up with a warm, reassuring smile on his face. "We're gonna finish this together, okay?"
Silence. "Okay, Quatre."
Suddenly, Howard appeared on the view screen. "How's it coming out there, you two?"
"Hard." Quatre answered. "Any good news?"
"Maybe." Howard answered. "Sally and Hilde are on their way out to you guys to offer some back up. E.T.A… maybe 20 to 25 minutes. Can you guys hold out that long?"
"I don't know." Trowa answered. "HeavyArms' gatling gun is malfunctioning."
"Hmm… that isn't good. Try rerouting systems to operate mainly through the other gun. As for the malfunctioning one, Trowa, do you see a big red button on your console?"
"Yeah."
"Push it."
Trowa did as asked, and after pushing the button, the malfunctioning gatling gun on HeavyArms' arm, dropped to the ground and in its place was HeavyArms' old close-range combat weapon – the machete that protruded out of its arm. Trowa smirked in satisfaction.
"I figured you'd like it." Howard replied. "Hang in there, you two. Help is on the way." With that, he signed off.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Is there no end to these blasted things?" Sally grunted as she blew away another doll. "I feel like the tin man swatting away at those damned flying monkeys!"
"Sally, on your six!" Sally turned around to see a mobile doll aiming a beam cannon right at her. It was already charging up and Sally knew she wouldn't be able to move in time.
'Gomen ne,Wufei,' Sally thought to herself, closing her eyes. 'Guess I'm a weak onna after all…'
"Sally!!" Hilde cried out as the mobile doll fired.
(AN: Nooo… Sally's dead! He he… just kidding. ^_~)
Waiting for the inevitable, Sally opened her eyes to find that it never came. Instead of finding a beam cannon staring her in the face, Sally found a mobile suit she had never seen before.
The Gundam's eyes were golden and its body was mostly white, except for certain parts that were blue, gold, or dark purple. Sally noted, that on its back were large verniers resembling the old Wing Zero's. However, they had a design etched onto them resembling wings. Attached to the right hand of the Gundam was something similar to a crossbow. In the other was a large scimitar three-fourths the length of the Gundam itself.
Hilde blinked. "Is that what I think it is…?"
"Arch Angel, I presume?" Sally gritted.
Once again, the synthesized voice came over the com-link. "Hey, are you okay?" it asked gently.
Sally's Taurus whipped out its buster rifle. "All right buddy, just who the hell are you?"
Hilde blinked double-time. "Sally??"
"As Agent Water of the Preventer Organization," Sally replied sternly. "I demand that you identify yourself before I blow you away!"
Hilde just gulped and watched from the sideline.
There was a moment of silence before a laugh could be heard from the Gundam – a feminine laugh. Sally and Hilde recognized the voice instantly.
"I don't think Onii-sama would be too happy if you did that."
Sally's eyes nearly bugged out of her skull. "Re-Re-Relena????"
~End of Chapter 12~
Author's Notes-
Miss Chang Po: ::laughs haughtily:: Ha! Bet'chan weren't expecting that, were you?
Wufei: Hmph... only an onna would make an onna like Peacecraft a mobile suit pilot.
Miss Chang Po: ::looms over him, looking very threatening:: And what's wrong with that?
Wufei: Nothing.. besides that its an entire waste of time. Take Voltron for example... they gave an onna a robot lion and look what happened. She always had to be rescued. Women are generally weak and should not be allowed anywhere near heavy machinery like Mobile suits.
Miss Chang Po: ::along with Princess Allura (the "onna" in Voltron) and Relena:: WHAT??
Wufei: ::'eeps' and makes a break for it as all three chase after him::