Title: Return to Innocence
Chapter: Two
Disclaimer: Same ol' same ol'. I don't own anything.
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Her wings were really dirty.
She wondered what she would have to do to clean them, but shrugged them into her shoulder blades. Usagi flicked them back out again; they weren't so dirty. In fact, they were clean. Well that solved that problem. She coughed and looked to her second problem: Heero Yuy. Who, in addition to trying to fry her with his glare, was pointing a decidedly deadly gun at her.
She smiled at him, and replied to his previously voiced question, "I'm Tsukino Usagi. Or, well, at least I was. Well actually Usagi doesn't exist anymore. But I do. Does that make me still Usagi? Or am I someone else? But –"
"Shut up! What are you?"
Usagi bit down on her lip. "Ah...that's rather hard to explain. You see...going back to my previous ramble...I'm not exactly human. But I'm not a cyborg! I guess it would be more appropriate to equate me to an angel...or demon if you prefer. Wow! I sound like Ami-chan! How did that happen...?"
Heero's jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed some more. This girl was insane. An angel? Or a demon? Was he really supposed to believe such nonsense? And this girl just continued to ramble on about insignificant matters!
"So you are an angel?" His voice became mocking. "From who? God? Did God send you? Or, you seem to be Japanese, Buddha? Last I heard, Buddha didn't have little angels carrying out his handiwork, but what do I know?"
Usagi scratched her head, "Well no, not really. I only said that you could compare me to one. To tell you the truth, I'm a Lunarian."
"A what?"
"Lunarian."
Heero lowered the gun. This girl was just too ridiculous to be believed. But even so, she had been on the verge of death only a couple of hours ago. Now she was healthy as the proverbial horse. It wasn't as if she had been injected with any nanomachines. There hadn't been any nanos on hand, but even if he had he wouldn't have needed them. She had already been healing rapidly only twenty minutes after landing on Earth.
He grabbed Usagi's arm and pulled her out to a relatively new truck. Duo had bought if for him. Well actually he had bought it for himself, and Heero had confiscated it on the grounds that Duo wouldn't need it as much as Heero would. Apparently he'd been right.
But then his cell phone rang, and Usagi was still chattering in his ear. He glared at her, in the vain hope that she would quiet herself, and answered the phone.
"Heero, what's up buddy? How's it going down...wherever you are? How's my truck?"
"Fine, everything is fine."
"That's...super. Hey, you got to come to Headquarters. Sally has a lead on some new upstarts, and she wants us to squash 'em or something. You know, the usual."
"Affirmative, we'll be there soon."
"We? Who is 'we'? Heero - !"
Heero glared at the now silent phone. What a strange coincidence that was bringing him to Headquarters, when he was headed there anyway. Somehow a mission would come up just before he brought some genetic freak to where she belonged. Not that he had any place to talk; Dr. J had played God with his genetics quite freely, as well.
In any case, she'd be brought to a lab at the Preventer's HQ, and that would be the end of that. He hopped into the truck after stuffing the now silent girl into the passenger side and drove to his gundam; it would be faster to fly. Guess he wouldn't need that truck as much as he'd thought.
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The ride to the really big machine wasn't very long, nor was the flight to the unknown destination. Heero wasn't talking, and Usagi had stopped trying. It wasn't really as if he was listening anyway.
She wondered where they were going. They passed over trees, and then mountains, and then up to a military compound. A military compound. They were stopping in front of it.
Three people came out of the compound; a man with a long swinging braid and Chinese man with slicked-back hair. It looked almost painful. The last was female; her braid was just as long as the man's, but thicker. Heero grunted beside her, and hopped out of the machine. His arms reached up to her and she jumped down.
"Heero, it's good to see you! We're just waiting for Trowa and Quatre." Who were they?
"Hn..."
"Glad to see nothing's changed." The braided man's eyes turned to her. "And who's this babe?"
"Usa –"
Heero's voice snapped, "Leave her alone. She's here for the lab."
The lab? What was the lab? And for that matter, why?
"Why's she headed for the lab? She looks perfectly normal to me."
"You should know better than anyone that appearances can be deceiving."
The indignity! She never deceived anyone! She was just herself, no one else. Heck, he had even seen her with wings before he had seen her as regular human. She was normal! Really! She just had...some extra powers and stuff. Hadn't they ever watched X-men?
"It doesn't matter. Sally, bring the girl to the lab. We will meet you in the briefing room. We haven't the time to worry about this, Trowa and Quatre will just have to catch up." The Chinese man's voice was cold, cold in a different way than Heero's, but somehow just as harsh. And the woman was pulling her into the building.
She cried out, "Heero, where are they taking me?"
Heero turned away and Usagi's wings burst out of her back. She flew above the compound; four guns were aimed directly at her. "Don't do this, Heero. Please don't leave me alone!" She looked at the woman, and tried desperately to see her face, but her eyes were spilling with tears. "Please don't hurt me."
"What the hell? Yuy, Maxwell, subdue her!" The Chinese one was shouting, the memories were shouting, she was shouting. Everyone was shouting, and in the end, all she could do was drown in the sound. Her wings stopped beating and she fell.
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AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. It was really great for all of you to do so, especially since most of you WEREN'T people I already knew and told to go and read this. Well I hope you liked this chapter! Don't forget to press the little purple button down there saying you'd like to review. Or send me an email at: ratty210@hotmail.com
Chapter: Two
Disclaimer: Same ol' same ol'. I don't own anything.
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Her wings were really dirty.
She wondered what she would have to do to clean them, but shrugged them into her shoulder blades. Usagi flicked them back out again; they weren't so dirty. In fact, they were clean. Well that solved that problem. She coughed and looked to her second problem: Heero Yuy. Who, in addition to trying to fry her with his glare, was pointing a decidedly deadly gun at her.
She smiled at him, and replied to his previously voiced question, "I'm Tsukino Usagi. Or, well, at least I was. Well actually Usagi doesn't exist anymore. But I do. Does that make me still Usagi? Or am I someone else? But –"
"Shut up! What are you?"
Usagi bit down on her lip. "Ah...that's rather hard to explain. You see...going back to my previous ramble...I'm not exactly human. But I'm not a cyborg! I guess it would be more appropriate to equate me to an angel...or demon if you prefer. Wow! I sound like Ami-chan! How did that happen...?"
Heero's jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed some more. This girl was insane. An angel? Or a demon? Was he really supposed to believe such nonsense? And this girl just continued to ramble on about insignificant matters!
"So you are an angel?" His voice became mocking. "From who? God? Did God send you? Or, you seem to be Japanese, Buddha? Last I heard, Buddha didn't have little angels carrying out his handiwork, but what do I know?"
Usagi scratched her head, "Well no, not really. I only said that you could compare me to one. To tell you the truth, I'm a Lunarian."
"A what?"
"Lunarian."
Heero lowered the gun. This girl was just too ridiculous to be believed. But even so, she had been on the verge of death only a couple of hours ago. Now she was healthy as the proverbial horse. It wasn't as if she had been injected with any nanomachines. There hadn't been any nanos on hand, but even if he had he wouldn't have needed them. She had already been healing rapidly only twenty minutes after landing on Earth.
He grabbed Usagi's arm and pulled her out to a relatively new truck. Duo had bought if for him. Well actually he had bought it for himself, and Heero had confiscated it on the grounds that Duo wouldn't need it as much as Heero would. Apparently he'd been right.
But then his cell phone rang, and Usagi was still chattering in his ear. He glared at her, in the vain hope that she would quiet herself, and answered the phone.
"Heero, what's up buddy? How's it going down...wherever you are? How's my truck?"
"Fine, everything is fine."
"That's...super. Hey, you got to come to Headquarters. Sally has a lead on some new upstarts, and she wants us to squash 'em or something. You know, the usual."
"Affirmative, we'll be there soon."
"We? Who is 'we'? Heero - !"
Heero glared at the now silent phone. What a strange coincidence that was bringing him to Headquarters, when he was headed there anyway. Somehow a mission would come up just before he brought some genetic freak to where she belonged. Not that he had any place to talk; Dr. J had played God with his genetics quite freely, as well.
In any case, she'd be brought to a lab at the Preventer's HQ, and that would be the end of that. He hopped into the truck after stuffing the now silent girl into the passenger side and drove to his gundam; it would be faster to fly. Guess he wouldn't need that truck as much as he'd thought.
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The ride to the really big machine wasn't very long, nor was the flight to the unknown destination. Heero wasn't talking, and Usagi had stopped trying. It wasn't really as if he was listening anyway.
She wondered where they were going. They passed over trees, and then mountains, and then up to a military compound. A military compound. They were stopping in front of it.
Three people came out of the compound; a man with a long swinging braid and Chinese man with slicked-back hair. It looked almost painful. The last was female; her braid was just as long as the man's, but thicker. Heero grunted beside her, and hopped out of the machine. His arms reached up to her and she jumped down.
"Heero, it's good to see you! We're just waiting for Trowa and Quatre." Who were they?
"Hn..."
"Glad to see nothing's changed." The braided man's eyes turned to her. "And who's this babe?"
"Usa –"
Heero's voice snapped, "Leave her alone. She's here for the lab."
The lab? What was the lab? And for that matter, why?
"Why's she headed for the lab? She looks perfectly normal to me."
"You should know better than anyone that appearances can be deceiving."
The indignity! She never deceived anyone! She was just herself, no one else. Heck, he had even seen her with wings before he had seen her as regular human. She was normal! Really! She just had...some extra powers and stuff. Hadn't they ever watched X-men?
"It doesn't matter. Sally, bring the girl to the lab. We will meet you in the briefing room. We haven't the time to worry about this, Trowa and Quatre will just have to catch up." The Chinese man's voice was cold, cold in a different way than Heero's, but somehow just as harsh. And the woman was pulling her into the building.
She cried out, "Heero, where are they taking me?"
Heero turned away and Usagi's wings burst out of her back. She flew above the compound; four guns were aimed directly at her. "Don't do this, Heero. Please don't leave me alone!" She looked at the woman, and tried desperately to see her face, but her eyes were spilling with tears. "Please don't hurt me."
"What the hell? Yuy, Maxwell, subdue her!" The Chinese one was shouting, the memories were shouting, she was shouting. Everyone was shouting, and in the end, all she could do was drown in the sound. Her wings stopped beating and she fell.
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AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. It was really great for all of you to do so, especially since most of you WEREN'T people I already knew and told to go and read this. Well I hope you liked this chapter! Don't forget to press the little purple button down there saying you'd like to review. Or send me an email at: ratty210@hotmail.com