If songs are the truth, then this fic is properly described by most of Bring Me to Life. I don't own the song or Gundam Wing, but I do own the Elements and A few others. I'll let you know as they come in.
Some Things Are Best Left Asleep
Chapter 1
Mission 000012
"Standard check. All systems are green." Someone in a machine with dark red helmet said into the speaker.
"Affirmative. Your missiles?"
"Attached and ready for fire. All defensive and offensive weapons are green. Checking atmospheric pressure."
"Checking complete. You are go for Mission # 000012. Good luck, AIMEA." (A/N: read it like "AMY")
"Affirmative. See you at 15:30 hours." The machine, when launched, was revealed enough by the blast of the engines to be a Mobile Suit Gundam.
"Course has been pre-programmed into the Gundam's database. Basically, you can relax until 12:00 hours."
"Affirmative. If anything should go wrong, backup systems will immediately execute and I will be awakened. There is no need for worry, Rin."
"Just checking, AIMEA, you know this is only the 12th mission, and we want you to succeed. And be home for Little Dasia's wedding."
"I will make sure to be back by 15:30 hours. I will set my alarm to 15:00 hours."
"All right. See you later, AIMEA."
AIMEA clicked off the communications line and took out a hidden power cord. Plugging it into the console first, AIMEA then inserted the other into an outlet somewhere under her helmet. Leaving the sensors on and the screens up, she laid back and appeared to go to sleep.
In some underground prison-
"This is all your fault, Duo. If you hadn't let it slip that we weren't with this faction, we wouldn't be here!" Heero half-yelled.
"How was I supposed to know there were surveillance cameras in our rooms!" Duo responded.
"Would both of you shut up! We'll just have to find a way out of here!" Quatre said exasperatedly.
"Huh? Naheka sent me a message?" Tapping his watch, Duo read the message. "Who the hell is AIMEA? What is she up to now?"
"Who's Naheka?" Wufei asked. There was an explosion overhead, and the lights flickered.
"Forget it, but we're about to get our butts out of here. It's . . . 13:30 right now . . . Maybe I'll make it in time." There was another explosion, closer this time.
"Who the hell is it?" The warden asked over the intercom.
"It's just a girl! Stop her, you idiots!"
"We can't! She's . . ." The line went dead. There was an explosion from just outside the door, and the warden grabbed his weapons. The door was thrust open and shots rang. The warden fell to the floor, dead. The girl walked in and paused, looking at the five boys for a few seconds before turning around and shooting again. She had a red helmet on, so her face couldn't be seen, but unnatural red (The color red, like blood) hair flowed down her back. On the helmet was "AIMEA".
"Affirmative. Main entrances have been sealed off. Escape route must be taken." The girl turned around, and the helmet automatically lifted itself. Her eyes were closed for a couple seconds, then opened. They were a bright blue, and shifted larger and smaller if looked at carefully. (She's a lot like KOS-MOS, from Xenosaga, whom I don't own.) "Please stand back." They backed away as she aimed her gun at the door lock and shot it. She then turned to an air duct and shot it down.
"Who are you?" Quatre asked.
"My name is AIMEA. I was sent by Naheka."
"Is she all right? How about Little Dasia?" Duo asked
"Both are fine. My orders are to escort you back to Head Quarters, where Naheka . . ."
"Will yell at me, yeah, I know." Duo sighed.
"Who's Naheka?" Quatre asked.
"Later. So, how do we get out?"
"There is an emergency escape route that can be reached by the air ducts. However, there is a 65 probability that the exit will be guarded."
"Let's risk it. Otherwise, Little Dasia will get angry."
"I have memorized the map of the air ducts will guide you to the exit closest to your Gundams. Head Quarters should have sent the coordinates for our rendezvous."
"You're not going all of the way with us?" Duo asked.
"My orders require me to destroy this base, since you have failed to do so."
"That is a certain baka's fault." Wufei snorted.
"We must hurry. There is little time." AIMEA led the way through the duct, with Duo, Quatre, Trowa, Heero, and Wufei following, respectively.
"So, did Aubrey wake up yet?" Duo asked to start a conversation.
"The medical professor said that there is a 0.9999 probability that she will wake up. The injuries inflicted were too deep for her body to handle, and she will most likely die before she can heal."
"But, can't anyone . . . help the healing?" Duo asked carefully.
"Negative. All attempts to heal have been rejected. However, if kept in the current environment without any movements or any possibility of infection, her chances of living increase to 35.9999."
"That's a big increase."
"That is the best scenario. The worst decreases chance of survival to 0.6666."
"And that would be . . .?"
"In case of failure of the cleaning agents and if her body stops healing."
"What are you guys talking about?" Quatre asked.
"A friend of Naheka's. Got herself beat up, and is in a coma over a HQ."
"Someone you liked?"
"Anyone that ever had a crush on her was crushed by her cold personality. She was only kind to her friends, and was never nice to boys."
"What about her father?"
"He died before she was born. Her mother died when she was three."
"I see." They continued in silence, the alarms from the base finally going off. AIMEA stopped suddenly, looking down a corridor.
"The hanger is this way. There will be a drop of about 30 meters to the catwalk. From there, you should be able to easily find your Mobile Suits."
"Where are you going?"
"I must fulfill my orders. Be outside in 20 minutes, or you will be caught in the explosion."
Elsewhere-
"Sir, they've deployed the android. It's attacked the area where the prisoners were held captive. Shall we stop it?" An officer asked a figure sitting in the darkness.
"No, not yet. We can't be sure of the effectiveness of the song until run some simulations. Besides, the timing isn't right. Wait a few days. I'm sure the opportunity will arise."
"Yes, sir!" The officer left.
"So, you continue to live, even after what I did to you?" He chuckled. "I'll show you what you get for trying to refuse me." He laughed maniacally.
AIMEA-
AIMEA, wait a moment. Check your position. A voice crackled through the radio.
"I am currently in Duct #036, crossing over the hanger, where mobile suits are kept." AIMEA responded as she left the boys behind.
Good. We couldn't tell. The homing beacon is getting interference from something. Could you scan it for us?
"Affirmative." There was a moment's pause. "Scan complete. Interference is coming from a device in orbit. My scanners are being blocked from finding it's exact position."
I was afraid of that. Continue your mission, but keep scanning for the device. And make sure you don't hurt the pilots when you destroy the base. They have special invitations, and Little Dasia wouldn't like it if they didn't show.
"Affirmative. I will be careful. You have no need to worry."
Rin out. See you later, AIMEA. She continued through the ducts until she reached a grill. Waiting a moment as soldiers passed by, she pushed the grill out when they were gone. Running down the corridor, she entered a room and took out a remote. AIMEA pushed the green button.
"What the hell was that!"
"Someone's here! It's a . . .!"
GW pilots-
"Huh . . ." Duo said as he hopped into the pilot seat of his Gundam. (Could someone tell me the names and who they belong to? It's been too long for me to remember.)
"What is it?" Heero's face popped up.
"I got the coordinates, but . . . oh, why does she always have to be so cryptic! Everyone knows what the 'big event' is! Never mind, we should get out of here." They followed Duo out of the hanger, destroying quite a bit of equipment. As they left, they saw something burst from the ground below.
"What the hell is that!" All of them asked at once.
AIMEA-
"Cyry, I will board you now." Stepping onto the platform that lowered from the suit, AIMEA said the code words. The eyes glowed green in response. Once inside, she let the hatch shut and plugged the same plug as before into the same place as last time. "Cyry, unlock protection on recently installed weapons." She pushed a few buttons and then sat back. Five switches were flipped up, several red buttons flashed green, and the seatbelt clicked itself into place by themselves.
"AIMEA, remember protocol. If you don't tell Cyry to recognize the other Gundams, it will register them as enemies automatically." Rin's face popped up.
"Affirmative. Scanning Gundams. Scanning complete. Registering allies . . . registry complete. Inputting missile sequencing."
"Don't forget to take them straight to the chapel when you arrive." Rin shut down the connection.
"Sequencing complete. Target locked on. Firing missiles." Her helmet came down to cover her eyes as she put the base in her sights. The suit recoiled as the missiles were launched. "Target annihilated. Proceeding to rendezvous point." The suit took off to the north, in the direction of HQ.
Duo-
'So that's the thing they've been working on. It's almost like Aubrey's power. I wonder why she can't use her powers to heal herself . . . That guy did a lot of damage.'
"Duo, are you alright? You've been pretty silent." Quatre appeared on Duo's screen.
"I'm fine. By the way, that suit was AIMEA's."
"That kid?" Wufei snorted.
"She's not a kid, but she's a lot younger than us, if that makes sense." Duo replied absently.
"Whatever." Wufei replied.
"Duo, we are expected to be back at Head Quarters 15:00 hours. You are making us late." AIMEA informed him as they approached.
"We can make it there in time. It's only 14:45 hours. It only takes, what, 5 minutes from here?"
"Negative, it takes 30 minutes from our current position unless all engines are used at once. If they are, it will only take 15 minutes."
"WHAT! I thought the wedding wasn't supposed to be until 17:30 hours!"
"Duo, what are you talking about?" Heero asked as another voice carried over his speakers.
"Sorry, Duo, I couldn't resist." It was a girl's voice, and she was laughing. Duo sat there in shock for a moment, then cut off the connection so that only AIMEA and the girl could hear him.
"Aubrey! You can control AIMEA?"
"Of course. I was the one that made her blueprints, and the one that designated her reset key. Besides, my body may be unconscious, but as long as I'm not dead, I can do whatever I like."
"Please don't demonstrate. So, what time are we supposed to be there?"
"17:30 hours. Sorry, but the look on your face was so funny!"
"Shut up! I didn't expect her to make jokes!"
"Joking is not a part of my programming." AIMEA cut in.
"No, she doesn't, I just overrode her memory for a moment to make her think she was late. She's my link to this world, so I don't abuse my privilages, isn't that right, AIMEA?"
"Affirmative. All processes are directed by Aubrey Frahma, and may be overrode to a certain extent when needed."
"Well, gotta go. I want to see Little Dasia when she tries on her dress. It's gorgeous!"
"Don't scare me like that again!"
"I won't. Possibly." The line cut off. Duo reestablished the link between the others.
"Duo! Why did you cut off the link!" Heero fumed.
"Who was that?" Quatre asked.
"Why didn't you tell us there was a wedding? I wouldn't have come!" Wufei yelled.
"I think what they're trying to say is, 'what was that all about and why are you dragging us along with you?'" Trowa said simply.
"We don't have time right now, guys. I'll explain everything when we get to where AIMEA takes us. We are going to HQ, right?"
"Affirmative. Please follow me, or the automated defenses will open fire as you approach."
"Great, they installed the weapons, too. Amazing how much work they can do in three weeks." Duo muttered to himself.
HQ-
"My God! AIMEA, are you sure this is HQ?" Duo frowned at the place he saw below.
"Affirmative. Naheka had everyone that could do work decorate while Little Dasia was blindfolded and kept locked in her room."
"But, did everything have to be . . . Pink?"
"Affirmative. That was Little Dasia's requested color. Only offensive, defensive, and all other weapons were left undecorated. Mobile Suits were also left as they were."
"I hope this doesn't last too long. By the way, where's . . ." Duo was interrupted by an angry voice.
"DUO! How the hell did you manage to get caught! You were put through several simulations, and yet you still managed to get into trouble!" A girl in the hanger that looked like a younger, female version of Duo yelled at him as his Gundam was locked into place. She looked a year younger, had long black hair, and was wearing a military uniform. She had the rank of general.
"Hi, Naheka . . . umm, I slipped my tongue?" He said meekly as he got out of his Gundam.
"Obviously! Oh, AIMEA, could you do a check-up on Little Dasia? She should be done now."
"Affirmative." AIMEA walked out of the hanger.
"Duo, who is this?" Wufei asked, looking unhappy.
"Well, you see guys, this is my . . ."
"I'm this dumbo's little sister. Go check on Mike, he's been in his room for hours and hasn't eaten anything all day." Naheka ordered.
"Yes ma'am." Duo sped off.
"And don't forget to change out of those horrible clothes while you're at it!" She yelled after him.
"Naheka, do I have to wear the dress? Can't I just go like this?" A female colonel walked in.
"Yes you do. You four, follow me to your rooms."
"What's going on around here? Everyone is so busy." Quatre noted.
"We're preparing for Little Dasia's wedding. There's plenty of time for us to set up, but it's getting harder to keep her in her room. She wants to come out and see what we're all fussing about. Here, your rooms are the last ones on the left and right. Little Dasia wanted Duo to bring you guys, but I don't see why. That girl was so picky and wouldn't let hardly anybody come, but then asked Duo to bring people she didn't know."
"Is it a problem that we've come?"
"No, it's not that. She's just so unpredictable at times. Anyway, there are uniforms in your rooms. Most of us are wearing them, but the bridesmaids have to wear the dresses." Naheka giggled. "Poor Rin was chosen, and she hates both dresses and pink." Naheka left them to their rooms. "Oh, I almost forgot, the cameras are video only, so we can tell if someone is braking in."
"Openly admitting that there are cameras . . . who are these people? And why aren't there any men?" Wufei scorned.
"We'll ask later. We've been invited to a wedding, so we should get ready." Wufei groaned.
Little Dasia-
"Hi AIMEA! What do you think?" Little Dasia twirled around for AIMEA.
"It is very beautiful, Little Dasia."
"Aubrey, what do you think?" Little Dasia turned to the intercom.
"I think that Mike is going to be very hungry tonight." That caused Little Dasia to blush.
"Stop that! So, are they here?"
"Yep. Hmm?"
"What's wrong, Aubrey?"
"AIMEA, do a scan of the lab for me."
"Affirmative." There was a pause. "Scan complete. Midnight just entered the lab and is sitting in front of you."
"I thought so. She makes such a racket coming in. We need to change the camera position in there so I can keep and eye on myself."
"Negative. Cameras are kept away to keep intruders from knowing your location." AIMEA told her.
"Yeah, I know. Still, it's annoying."
"So, nothing's wrong?" Little Dasia asked.
"Nope, just Midnight sneaking up on me."
"I can fix that for you."
"I don't think a black cat would enjoy being put in a pink tutu. Make sure to record a video, AIMEA. I'm gonna go rest for a bit. Later." There was an audible click as she turned off the connection.
"Oh, well. I have to finish getting ready!"
end chapter 1-
Yay! The longest chapter I've created! I'll try to keep them long, but that means slow updates. All right, if you have any questions, or you have an idea forming in your head, then let me know! Flames help too, so don't be afraid! This is my first GW fic, and I'm still writing the others I've posted, so I will be a while. Anyway, my best motivation is a review!