Shattered Reality Part 16
Mission L1
by
Sailor Janus
*Special Note: I switched Lita for Trista. Sorry, for the confusion, but I just realized that Setsuna aka Trista is much more similar to everyone's favorite L3 pilot. Again, I am using the dubbed names only because Hotaru is the only one of Japanese descent.*
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It only took about an hour of traveling but the boys found themselves parking their van in the small visitor's parking lot of the two girls' apartment complex.
Secretly each of them were debating whether the two could be trusted but soon found that question null. Trista and Deidra were both one of them. Like Hotaru, they were controlled by Iron Fist, but it wasn't nearly as strong. Apparently Stanz and Prof T found the L2 and L3 girls nothing more than two throw away assassins.
As Quatre and Duo, who decided to ditch the motorcycle in a grocery store parking lot in case there was a tracer on anything worse hidden on the bike, climbed out of the back, they were greeted by a cheerful Deidra.
"Hi and welcome to our humble abode," she gracefully said while fighting her hair which was being controlled by a particularly strong breeze, from blow in her face. With a defeated sigh, she gave up as Trowa and Wufei joined the small group. "Please follow me. Trista is cleaning the place up a bit."
Quickly, the boys gathered the bags which they salvaged from the mansion, including Heero's and Hotaru's as they eyed the girl carefully. Deidra could feel the hesitation and gave a small smile. "Don't worry, this isn't a trap or anything. We are both completely sincere, and personally, I prefer working with you guys than that arrogant weasel, Stanz who is just too beautiful for his own good. Ha! Yeah right. He's probably had a little plastic done if you know what I mean," the girl snickered, as she grabbed two bags from the pilots and led the way to her apartment.
In a matter of minutes, the pilots found themselves in a quaint little two bedroom apartment on the third floor. Surprisingly, the place was immaculate, complete with off white walls, and a gray carpet. The furniture, was not of the best quality, but appeared to be comfortable, namely an old sofa and two chairs were placed in the living along with a small wooden coffee table, and end table which a small screened TV sat. The kitchen was a dusky blue shade, which seemed to go well with the surrounding carpet. Needless to say, the girls seemed to be doing alright as far as living conditions went.
"Let me give you the tour," Deidra grinned, laying the two bags she was carrying in a corner. "Kitchen to your left, living room to your right. Then to the left is the bathroom, Trista's room, and mine is across from hers, and that concludes our tour!"
"This is a very nice place you have here, Miss Trista, Miss Deidra. Thank you for allowing us to be your guests. We greatly appreciate it," Quatre smiled politely, giving his thanks to the two hostesses.
Blinking Duo grinned as he said, "Uh, what Quatre just said. Thanks."
Trowa and Wufei each nodded their agreement, too worn out from the day to offer anything beneficial.
"Thank you," Trista said, leaning over the spotless kitchen counter as she curiously watching them. "It's small but works nicely."
"Not to mention we don't have to put up with Iron Fist's cronies making passes at us," the burgundy-haired girl dryly stated as she perched herself on top of the small dining table. "Although it was fun sending that one bastard, Eddan, I believe was his name, flying over our balcony."
The four boys stared at the jade green-eyed girl with stunned expression on their faces, almost dropping the bags on their toes. How could he have survived?!
Realizing her shocked audience, Deidra added, "Unfortunately we were only on the first floor so that grade A idiot didn't die."
"Well, he's dead now, thanks to Hotaru and one of his buddies who shot him through the chest," Duo reported, surprising both girls.
"Really?! Finally that jerk got what he deserved!" Deidra happily exclaimed before appearing a little uncomfortable. "I-I mean, I'm not happy that Eddan died but deserves something bad after spying on me in the shower! That pervert broke into our place and my bathroom then proceeded to seduce me! So I did the only logical thing I could do unarmed. I wrapped a towel around myself, beat the crap out of him before throwing that sicko over my balcony!" she explained, fire burning deeply in her jade green eyes. "Of course that slimeball had the audacity to tell everyone that I was easy so every hormonal guy started hassling me!"
The dark greenish-haired girl nodded as she said, "That is the reason we had to pack up and go. I recall several times trying to stop her from going after Eddan Uzak. If Deidra touched him again, he was going to report her which meant either jail or death. So we packed up and moved without saying a single word."
Silently the curly-haired girl slid off the table, soundlessly landing on her feet. "Anyone hungry? Trista is a great cook and uh, I need more practice unless of course anyone wants some dry ramen?"
"Are you sure you don't mind, Trista?" Trowa addressed the girl who blinked at his question.
"I don't mind cooking. Deidra and I haven't eaten since this morning to be exact," she replied quickly. "Um, what do you guys like? I believe the quickest would be vegetable stir fry unless you'd rather have soup."
"Whatever you feel like cooking Trista. I believe we all agree in not carrying what it is," the Arabian answered, as he and the other stacked up their luggage in a small vacant corner of the room.
Wufei snort as he quipped, "As long as it's not dry ramen." This granted him a scoff from the L2 girl who retreated into the kitchen, declaring she was going to pass out and die due to starvation if she didn't eat soon. It had been almost ten hours since her last meal.
"Whatever you say, Wuffy!" Deidra threw over her shoulder with a smirk. This said, aggravated the hot-headed Chinese teen.
"It's WUFEI! Stupid weak little girl," the Altron pilot shouted as he glared at the snickering teenaged girl who he knew, was going to be quite annoying. Especially since she was matched to resembled the braided-idiot himself. What brilliant luck the Chinese pilot had. Two for the price of one.
With a shrug, the ex-cat burglary, scooted off to a random cupboard, pulling out a bag of ramen as Duo curiously watched. "So how do you actually eat dry ramen?"
Spinning around, Deidra nearly dropped the bowl that was now in her hand, amazed at the question. Blinking, she inquired, "You want to know how to eat dry ramen?"
"Maxwell, don't encourage her," Wufei muttered from where he was leaning against the wall adjacent to the kitchen.
The braided-haired teen nodded, ignoring his comrade. Sure it sounded odd, but maybe it was good.
With a giggle the girl obliged. "It's really simple! First you take a bag of ramen, break the dry noodles in the still sealed bag up into chunks. Then you open the bag, dump into a bowl, remove the seasoning packet, sprinkle it on the noodles and eat as is," she explained demonstrating at the same moment.
Quatre frowned, staring at the strange snack from his place at the kitchen table where he was trying to a plan a strategy. The others all agreed he'd be the best at the job so the blonde obliged to the task. "Um, isn't that a little... crunchy?"
"That's the point! Anyone want to try some?" Deidra offered, holding out the bowl.
"Pass," the ebony-haired teen abruptly said, moving himself to the sofa in a huff.
The blonde pleasantly smiled as he said, "No, thank you Miss Deidra. It was very kind of you to offer though."
The L3 teens both shook their heads from inside the small kitchen. Trowa was busy helping Trista with the vegetables as she mixed up some sort of sauce to add to the fish. The garnet-eyed girl was pleasantly surprised when the Heavyarms pilot offered his aid.
Deidra appeared a little disappointed that no one wanted to sample her treat. With a sigh, she asked the cobalt blue-eyed pilot who was busy drumming on the table, annoying the hell out of the onyx-eyed teen. "Duo?"
Hesitantly the boy paused and looked at the bowl then shrugged as he answered, "Sure. Why not?" To the amazement of everyone in the room, Duo grabbed a piece and popped it into his mouth.
After a few seconds of munching, his response was the most shocking. "Mmmm! Not bad! Nice and crunchy too! Can I have more?"
Stunned, the burgundy-haired girl, blinked, as she handed him the bowl. "Sure!" she grinned, snapping out of her previous stupor as the others stared in shock at the L2 teens.
"They definitely did a personality match with those two. Here I thought a female Duo would be impossible," a very surprised Wufei said as his two other friends nodded.
"You have seen nothing yet," Trista said with a sigh. She knew perfectly well how much trouble the smaller girl could be.
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After dinner, which the four boys swore was the best meal they had ever had, the pilots found themselves gathered around the dining table discussing plans on how to infiltrate Elite Silver.
"Okay, so far we know their security is heavier at night which means going during the day, early morning preferably may be our best plan of strategy," Quatre explained as they stared at the hand drawn map provided by Trista. "Unfortunately, there are only three of us who have even the slightest idea of what it looks like. Duo, Deidra, and Trista."
Nodding the burgundy-haired girl added, "Right, but none of us really had that good of a look at the joint."
"You do have a clue as to where Yuy and Tomoe may be held, correct?" the Altron pilot questioned the former cat burglar who nodded in response.
"So far, it seems you and Duo maybe the only two skilled and knowledgeable enough to get in and out without being caught or lost," Trowa stated as he analyzed their situation carefully. "That means you two should go together through route A."
"US?!" Duo and Deidra exclaimed simultaneously as they gaped at the taller teen. Even more surprising to them was the fact that Quatre nodded his head in agreement.
Trista was a little stunned at the look on the L2 teens' faces so she reminded them, "You both are highly expertise in stealth. This should come very naturally to you two."
"Oh yeah... blame the fact that I am totally exhausted," the burgundy-haired girl mumbled. It had been a long and confusing day which she was still struggling to take in.
"Uh, I plead drugged by Iron Fist's happy crew. They sure love making their prisoners incoherent," Duo drawled, tossing his arms behind his head.
"Be glad they didn't do worse. Prof. T. has an obsession with experimenting on humans," Deidra carefully said, making sure everyone accepted the words she said clearly.
The Arabian pilot smiled sadly, "We already know about that. Hotaru and Heero both have been infected and by some deadly virus and then cured. I only wish we knew why they subjected them to that much torment."
"Perhaps to strengthen their immune system, but that still doesn't explain too much," the tall teenaged girl thoughtfully said as she bowed her head in respect as everyone sat still in complete silence.
"Winner, what about the rest of us?" Wufei asked, breaking the abrupt the unsettling soundlessness of his friends. The two L1 teens weren't dead yet. They couldn't be, which meant there was still time.
Glancing at his Chinese friend, Quatre began initiating teams again. "Trowa and Trista both specialize in tactics, so they shall take route B. Leaving Wufei and myself to go undercover through route C. Trista, you said you had extra Iron Fist uniforms right?"
"Yes, we have both the male and female versions thanks to Deidra for stealing Eddan's laundry during our last day at Golden Condominium," the garnet-eyed girl nodded with a glare to her friend.
Raising her eyes innocently Deidra chirped, "What?! He deserved it!" Pouting, the girl crossed her arms, leaning further back in her seat on the two back legs of her chair. Surprisingly, she did not tip over. Apparently, the L2 girl had a great sense of balance.
"How many sets do you have?" the Sandrock pilot asked, hoping there was enough as he carefully, began marking positions on the map.
"Three sets," Trista answered, flicking her dark green hair over her shoulder, inspecting their leader's handiwork.
Nodding, Quatre began scribbling something down on paper, "Perfect. That's one for Trowa, Wufei, and myself."
"Wait... what about me?!" Duo, who was playing with the straw in his drink proclaimed, appearing very confused.
"Duo, you and Deidra are doing stealth which means you won't need a uniform," the blonde reminded his friend.
The jade green-eyed girl smirked, sarcastically clapping her hands together. "Yay! Basic black, my favorite!" Quietly she dropped her hands to the table, as she added, "Seriously, I prefer that much more than those stuffy uniforms! They're just too damn stiff... and now I am shutting up."
"So we all agree on our individual missions?" the aquamarine blue-eyed teen asked as everyone nodded. "Good, then we better get some sleep because we need to set out early tomorrow morning. This is one mission we have to succeed."
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It was before dawn when the six teenagers left for Elite Silver to begin their mission. The fact that the sun wasn't even up didn't bother the group since they all had difficulty sleeping.
Highly alert, they climbed into the van, driving in silence for the entire two hour trip. Each knew what their role was and were highly aware of the danger they would soon face, but needless to say, they had no choice. The goal was to rescue Heero Yuy and Hotaru Tomoe. From there they could plot how to destroy Iron Fist, but at this moment, too much was at stake.
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Taking a deep breath, Deidra glared at the building as she twisted her long curly hair into something resembling a French twist, securing it towards the top of her head. She had to make sure her hair didn't become a nuisance. If she had to sneak through an infrared system, the girl's hair could likely set it off, triggering the alarm. Deidra couldn't bear to take that chance.
Lowering her sunglasses, the burgundy-haired girl signaled for Duo to follow as she crept towards the large mansion, hidden by the confinements of the foliage.
The braided-haired teen gulped, staring wide-eyed at Elite Silver, standing so proud that it seemed menacing. If it were not for the fact he barely escaped the joint alive thanks to Hotaru, Duo wouldn't give their capabilities a second thought. Not to mention both Heero and Hotaru's lives were on the line. If the L1 teens didn't make it out alive, then he would never forgive himself.
Deidra could sense that the cobalt blue-eyed boy was on edged and he had no reason not to be. Absentmindedly the girl clutched her locket as they nodded at each other. Soon it will be time.
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Trowa quietly adjusted the gray and navy blue Iron Fist uniform as Trista carefully estimated the distance on her compass watch from where they were hidden to the mansion. So far, everything was going as planned.
The two L3 teens calmly exchanged glances, both realizing how quickly this mission was about to begin.
The girl understood the danger as well as Trowa did if not more. They were all taking a huge risk being there. The teens could only hope for the plan to be successful, anything was to be disregarded.
Silently, they waited.
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Quatre felt the tension scouring through his body at such a level that he shivered. The next few minutes were so crucial, that he didn't know if he could actually go through with it. The Arabian however knew as so as time came, he would follow through with his task.
Frowning, Wufei shook his head at the blonde, eyeing the front door to Elite Silver anxiously. In another minute, the mission would begin, but would the outcome really be what they expected it to be?
Finally, it was time. The two teen exchanged glances as Quatre pressed a button on his watch, signaling that he and Wufei were moving in.
Slowly the Arabian and Chinese teens ambled out of the bushes they were hiding in. With heads held high and full of self-confidence they approached the large building.
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"This is it babe. Let's just not get caught," Duo grinned sliding his black cap further down, so his face was half-way masked.
With a small smirk, Deidra replied as she pulled the hood of her jacket over her head, "Right, because that'd be a really bad thing."
Soundlessly, the two black clad teens crept through the yard towards the back of the building.
Holding their breaths, they carefully listened for any noise that would indicate their discovery, but fortunately not a sound passed through the air.
Releasing sighs of relief, Duo stood aside as Deidra stalked up to the door and punched in a code on the keypad.
A flashing green light signaled they were free to access the building. Wordlessly the teenagers walked in.
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Trista bit her lip as she and Trowa inched their way towards the building. They already witnessed the L2 teenagers successfully enter Elite Silver from the back. At the same moment, Quatre and Wufei should have been granted admission in the front, leaving the L3 pilots to attempt to the side.
Luckily, they blended into the sea of gray and navy blue uniforms without suspicion, coolly walking among the crowds of cadets, lieutenants, and guards.
Silently Trista found the side entrance with Trowa cautiously following from behind, monitoring the prospect of danger closely.
With an incredible amount of ease, the two teenagers slipped through the side entrance without any problems.
'Okay, now for the hard part,' the boy thought, carefully glancing around the room.
Elite Silver was broken up into three floors. Deidra and Duo from the back entrance were to take the upper level. Quatre and Wufei had to check the second floor by entering through the front leaving Trista and Trowa with the first floor.
Tapping the tall boy on the shoulder, the dark green-haired girl indicated she wanted him to follow her, as they quietly snuck down the long hallway.
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Aimlessly, Wufei and Quatre strolled down the hallway, in search for the stairs, catching sight of the L3 teens briefly in passing, greeting each other quick, wordless glances. They knew chance of crossing paths with Deidra and Duo was very unlikely since the two had go about their own mission in a completely different form than the other four teens did.
With a single turn around an empty corner, the two pilots finally found the stairs which would lead them to the second level.
One simple, inspection later and the blonde and black-haired teens climbed up the steps, fully alert to any sound which may predict danger.
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Duo coolly trailed after the burgundy-haired girl who seemed to know where she was headed. Oddly, Deidra still had her sunglasses on, but the cobalt blue-eyed pilot decided to disregard the fact, continuing silently through the air duct.
Just then, the former cat burglar stuck out her arm to halt the boy in order to prevent him from crashing into her.
Carefully, the girl, inspected, the room they were facing. 'Perfect. An infrared alarm system. Just what I felt like doing today, being Contortionist.' Slowly, she brought out a little machine which reported no other dangers in sight.
Realizing she was actually going to have to talk to Duo who was behind her, but didn't exactly have enough room to turn around, since the sides were so narrow that the girl had to figure out another way. With a sigh, she decided her best move would be to lean back, and whisper her plans.
After removing the sunglasses from her face, the jade green-eyed teenager slowly bent her neck, while angling her body backwards. Fortunately Deidra barely escaped from slamming her face into the low ceiling as she practically did a backbend to the braided-haired pilot's shock.
"Duo, stay here," the girl whispered, feeling all the blood rushing to her head as she found her face surprisingly a mere few inches away from the boy's own handsome face.
Swallowing thickly, Duo found listening to the burgundy-haired teen's words slightly difficult, when her mouth was a few inches from his own. "Huh? What are you planning babe?" he managed to say.
Feeling the Deathscythe Hell's hot breath brush against her face, the girl blinked, frozen in her position until she was able to shake herself out of her stupor. "There is a heat sensor infrared alarm system on this floor. I'm going to go through it and flip the off switch."
"But isn't that a little tricky?! What if you set it off?" Duo quietly said, worried for the girl's well-being.
Smirking she slightly nodded, "Yeah, it's gonna be fairly challenging but that's the fun part! Anyway, I have not met one alarm system that could stop me." With a small wink she finished her explanation. "Stay there. I'm going in. " Nimbly, Deidra pulled herself upright, and carefully, approached the vent in front of her, soundlessly, removing the screws and carefully, pulled the grate off.
Placing her sunglasses back on her face, the burgundy-haired girl, angled herself through an invisible bar, landing in a firm handstand as Duo watched, realizing why she was wearing the shades in the first place. They enable the wearer to see infrared.
Taking a deep breath, Deidra bent her knees towards her chest as she held her hands steady on the ground, swinging her lower body downward so her knees hovered between her hands. The girl tried to ignore the beams around her, as she planted her feet solidly on the floor, standing in a crouching position.
'How the hell did she do that?!' Duo thought, gaping wide-eyed at Deidra who
appeared to be planning her next move.
'Great. Looks like this will be harder than I thought,' the burgundy-haired girl sighed. 'However for an alarm system to be this tricky, you have to be hiding something good, and I'm going to find it.'
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The corridors of the east wing of Elite Silver were very long and extensive, bathed only in white. There was only one thought that came to mind when traveling down this wing. They were headed straight towards the laboratories.
This however, was not necessarily a good sign. If anyone were to catch the two trespassers, they could be yanked in one of the rooms, and given the newest experiment no questions asked.
Suddenly, Trista, caught site of Prof. T and a few guards surrounding the mad scientist. Quickly, she pulled Trowa, into a corner against her, hoping to appear as if they were just looking for a secluded area to make out.
The two teens leaned against each other, as the white-haired man began to pass by when to their horror, he froze in front of them.
"You two are not permitted here. This is a highly restrictive area," Prof. T. sternly said as the L3 teens bowed their heads to the ground to appear as though embarrassed, while secretly hiding their faces.
"We apologize Sir. It will not happen again," Trowa quietly whispered as Trista nodded in agreement.
Chuckling, Pro. T. said, "Very well, then. I do not want to see either of you here ever again or consequences will be grave." Slowly he began walking again, pausing once more to say, "I was young once too."
"Thanks," The light brown-haired boy whispered to the girl after Prof T. finally disappeared around the corner.
"Don't mention it," Trista quietly replied, as she checked to make sure the coast was clear before traveling further down the hallway. "That was Prof T by the way."
Silently, Trowa nodded, deciding that much. The only question was, were they on their way to retrieve Heero and/or Hotaru or had they just sent them back to either the lab or their confinements?
Sooner or later, someone would find out.
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Hesitantly, Quatre paused at the top of the stairs, monitoring their soon to be new environment.
Releasing the breath he had been holding, the blonde, climbed the rest of the way up, stopping momentarily to wait for his partner.
Pleasantly, the area appeared to be deserted. This could either be to their advantage or disadvantage depending on what ranks were allowed on this particular floor.
Quietly, the two teens wandered through the hall, hoping they could find Heero and Hotaru soon before Iron Fist suspects something was amiss.
All of the sudden, loud booming voices echoed off the walls. Frantically the two pilots raced around a corner coming across several rows of doors, Without even thinking Quatre and Wufei ducked in one and closed the door softly behind them.
Breathlessly, they slumped against the wall, their pulses racing at the fact, they were nearly caught.
Glancing around the room, the two pilots decided that they were in very disorganized janitor's closet.
The only other question was, what else is on this floor?
"That was close," the blonde mumbled as Wufei nodded his agreement.
"We should probably wait a few minutes to be sure that the coast is clear," the Chinese teen suggested as they both fell quiet.
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'Ugh! Why the hell did you have to make this thing so damn difficult!' Deidra grumbled to herself standing on her left hand and foot while trying to keep the rest of her body away from the beams strung out across the floor. She managed to keep her right hand close to her body while estimating which route would be the easiest to take while pulling her bent right leg behind her left one.
Taking a deep breath the burgundy-haired girl realized she was going to have to somehow angled her body so she could pivot her right leg over the bar followed by her hand, as she switches her body weight to that side, lifting up her left hand and foot at the same time. 'Good thing I was good at Twister, otherwise, I'd be screwed.'
Duo meanwhile sat in the air duct, completely stunned at the multiple ways the girl was able to twist her body around. There was no way he could do half the movements she just did. The braided-haired teen would fall flat on his butt and set off all the alarms.
'One... two...three,' Deidra said to herself, slowly pivoting her right leg over the infrared bar followed by her hand and finally the rest of her body. To her relief, she succeeded.
Releasing the breath she was holding, the curly-haired girl thought, 'Okay, now for under.' Carefully, she angled her left leg down, missing the bar to the right of it, placing the two legs on top of one another. Next she placed her left hand next to the right. 'So if I flip myself over, miss the beam at my knees, I can scoot underneath the bar then I'll have one section left. Oh, I love my job.'
Once again, Deidra balanced herself on her left hand as she turned her body slowly from her stomach to her back, catching herself with her other hand practically forming a deformed bridge with her body, narrowly avoiding the bar across her stomach.
'That's it! I'm killing Stanz! This is way too much work! You better have something good up here I'm blowing up the joint!' the green-eyed girl thought with a frown on her face.
'Come on Deidra, you're almost there. Just a few more steps babe,' Duo thought, realizing she was getting frustrated, and who could blame her? She had practically stretched and contorted her body past its limits.
'I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE!' the aggravated girl's head screamed as she lifted her feet up, balanced only on her hands, before slowly backing up. Once the bar was past her knees, she bent her legs and placed her feet down. From there Deidra dropped down to her shoulders very alert that there was a bar under her back.
Slowly she slid her upper body under another bar and walked her feet forward pushing herself clear of the bar up to her waist before putting her weight back on her upper body as she lifted her legs at an angle successfully clearing the bar as she flopped the ground, feeling sapped. "Thank you!"
With a quick head shake and a few deep breaths, Deidra was back on her feet, and punching away on the buttons of the security box. Finally the beams went down.
With a wave of her hand, the curly-haired girl signaled that it was safe to walk the floor to the cobalt blue-eyed teen who took off running. He wasn't about to take a chance of them coming on!
"Nice foot work," Duo grinned earning him a well-deserved elbow to his chest from the sore teenaged girl. "Ow!"
With a grin Deidra replied, "You try doing it and tell me how you feel," as they ventured out of the room.
"FREEZE! Drop your weapons and place your hands above your heads. You are both under arrest!" a police officer shouted shocking the two teenagers to death.
Stunned, Duo and Deidra stared wide-eyed in horror at the five uniformed men pointing guns at them as five more came up from behind, surrounding them. They couldn't run or fight. There was no way out.
"What?!" the chestnut brown-haired teen cried out unable to believe what he was hearing. They have failed. They have failed miserably.
"But-but I work for Stanz!" the girl stammered, earnestly trying to figure away out of the tight situation they were now in, appearing quite nervous. "Um, we were testing the security system."
Suddenly out of the shadows, they were greeted by another man, Nitol Stanz himself. "Silence you miserable little retch! I have never seen you before in my life!" the arrogant leader growled before turning to the officers gracefully, "Thank you, gentlemen for arriving."
"I don't believe this," Deidra whispered finding it difficult to focus on anything. This was not supposed to be happening! They were supposed to pull this mission off, not get arrested!
Nodding his head in agreement Duo muttered as he raised his hands above his head along with the L2 girl. "We are in so much shit right now." Quietly, the boy pressed a tiny button on his watch, hoping the others would receive it in time before they were placed in handcuffs as well.
Pushing the two teens against the wall, two officers frisked them as another read them their rights.
*~*~*~*
Trowa, and Trista were half away down the hallway when the boy's watch began to vibrate followed by a small lit up number two. "Oh no. Duo and Deidra have been caught. We need to abort the mission immediately," the L3 pilot spoke as he and Trista spun quickly around, and began their escape from the building.
"The cafeteria. It's our only chance out of here," the dark green-haired girl whispered as they turned down another hallway, trying to appear as inconspicuous as possible.
Neither of them wanted to think about what may happen to their two captured friends. They only knew they had to escape otherwise any chance of rescue would be impossible.
Suddenly, Trista, felt someone, yank her against a wall. To her relief, it was only Trowa, who spied three scientists heading in their direction.
Silently they waited for the white lab coat clad men to pass. A second later, the teens were clear. Exchanging glances, they ventured out into the open once again.
One more corner and then they'd be home free.
"Hold it right there! Hands above your heads, NOW!" a big burly police officer in front of five others which with hand guns, ordered the L3 teens who reluctantly complied to the man's wishes as six other men approached them from behind.
*~*~*~*
"It's too quiet," Wufei muttered as he and Quatre snuck out of the closet.
Nodding his head, the blonde said, "I agree-" Just then the Arabian was cut off by his own watch flashing a number 2. "Oh no! Duo and Deidra have been caught!"
With a sigh the Chinese teen muttered, "We better leave before-"
"FREEZE!"
*~*~*~*
Slowly, Heero opened his eyes and groggily glanced around the room.
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Author's Notes: I know, you hate the cliffhanger, but that was the effect I was going for. I needed something very suspenseful to prepare everyone for what will happen next. Bet you didn't expect the others to get arrested now did you? After all, I couldn't let Heero and Hotaru get rescued just yet, the fun is only beginning. (Wow, I sound evil there)
Just to remind you, I changed Lita to Trista because she is a lot more like Trowa. I'm also going with the dubbed names as well, because Hotaru is the only one of Japanese descent.
By the way, I did not mean to have the names matched up like they are with the first letters. That just oddly happened. In fact, Deidra was created long before I ever watched Gundam Wing and as I was trying to decide what two Sailor Senshi to use, she just popped into my head.
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