Hey people's! here is the next part. I'm sure that you've figured out certain things by now, I'm not all that good at writing subtleties(did I spell that right?)

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Lady Une tapped her fingers in a slow rhythm on the table top in the conference room as she and the pilots listened to the last of the recorded conversation that Trowa had brought back from his mission. A damn interesting mission of the likes that Une had only seen in the Science-fiction/fantasy genre of the entertainment world. A girl forming a shield with her hands that protected her and Trowa from his car exploding. And then all this bit about demons. Absolutely absurd. And yet this was coming from Trowa, who to her knowledge, had never lied about anything and was not prone to practical jokes. Unless Duo hit him first. Then it was all out war for a while until everyone got tired of it.

But still…if you accepted even the thought that demons might exist, it would certainly explain a lot of strange happenings that she had seen in her time. But it was still absurd. As was this language that Trowa had recorded, though Duo had a look on his face that suggested he had heard this language before and was trying to place it. Which was surprising since they had brought in the best linguist they had and he still had as blank of expression as everyone else.

She looked at Agent Ling, the linguist, when the tape finished. He sighed in exasperation and shook his head.

"That is not a language spoke by any human race on Earth. I couldn't even recognize any similarities to any languages on Earth." He said, fully frustrated that he couldn't help.

"Thoughts anyone?"

"If it isn't similar to any languages, than how does it work?" Quatre asked.

"They would have had to start over completely from scratch, either someone who had extensive knowledge of languages helped them or they were simply high on sugar when they created it."

"High on sugar?"

"What? Oh, sorry. It's a phrase that my sister and I would use to describe seemingly random things that people would come up with."

"So could it be a language of…dare I say this…Demons?" Une asked. Silence reigned through the conference room. Ling sighed again.

"I really have no idea. I personally believe that they exist in some form, but I've never seen one and never heard one speak so I couldn't tell you for sure."

"All right, thank you Agent Ling, you're dismissed. Send in Agent Andrews on your way out if you would."

"Yes ma'am." Une turned to the boys, specifically Duo, who still had that weird look on his face.

"Something on your mind Duo?" He blinked his eyes and scratched his chin.

"I just…I just remember hearing that. Or something like it when I was a kid. I never saw the people who spoke it, but their voices scared the shit out of me." He said. There was a knock on the door, and Sarah poked her head in.

"You wanted to see me?" She asked. Une waved her inside and she took a seat. Une slid a folded piece of paper across the table to her.

"I received that about an hour ago." She said as Sarah read the letter. The boys had already been briefed by Une as to what was on the paper, so it was a bit of a shock when she began to giggle. "Is something wrong?" Une asked. Sarah just giggled harder.

"This isn't a joke you know, someone is threatening your life. The very people that we've been investigating." Heero said.

"Oh c'mon, you're taking this that seriously? I pretty much tortured the guy in high school because he couldn't touch me and now he thinks that he has something to make my life hell. There isn't anything left that he can do to me."

"He was speaking a language that our best linguist had never heard before." Duo said.

"And let me guess, you heard it in the streets as a child right? That's because that's the only place a human can hear it, if they hear it at all."

"Now you're starting to sound like that girl who had all those powers." Trowa said, his eyebrows arching suspiciously at her. To her credit, she didn't fidget. Well, not much anyway.

"Um, this girl wouldn't happen to be able to raise a shield and keep her appearance changing, would she?" They all nodded. "Yeah, my sisters and I got caught in one of her fights during high school. After she saved us I think she seriously considered killing us herself."

"Why's that?" Wufei asked with the hint of an amused smile, having an idea as to what she was talking about.

"Well I'm not sure, we were just our normally cheerful, hyper selves." Sarah said as innocently as she could, hoping to put them off course. For the moment, it looked like it worked since they all sighed and rolled their eyes.

"Nevertheless, since this threat was brought to my attention and you seem to have knowledge of this girl I'm assigning you to this mission. Not only that, but you will have one of these boys with you at all time until this is over."

"WHAT! But Lady Une that isn't necessary! I can take care of my self! Besides, I don't want them in my apartment."

"Which is why tonight you will pack a bag of whatever you need and spend the duration of this mission living with them." Sarah stared at her, her jaw nearly on the floor. Then she sighed. She knew better than to disobey Lady Une when she got that look on her face.

"Fine. Though I hope that none of you are allergic to cats." The boys all looked at each other and shrugged. She pulled out a seat at the table. "All right then, let's get to work."

"Um, could we work somewhere else? This room doesn't have a computer and I have a feeling that we're going to need one." Duo said hopefully. All of the boys nodded in agreement, then shot out of there like it was on fire. Sarah and Lady Une blinked at them, and then at each other before Sarah followed them out.

That night after work Sarah was hurriedly packing her duffel bag, the bag that had followed her and her sisters on so many journeys. It was only a few years old, but had been packed and re-packed and dragged through mud, rain, sleet, snow, buses, planes, and trains that it looked hundreds of years old, which is how old Sarah had felt each day since her sisters had died. She almost didn't use it because of the memories, but it was the biggest one that she had and she didn't want to have to come back to often so she swallowed her tears.

She could hear her cat making a fuss as Duo and Quatre packed up her dish and food bowl, plus some of her toys, but her cats antics didn't make her smile tonight. Just packing this bag as she had so many other times brought back buried memories that threatened to start the tears again.

I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

Cause your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just to much that time cannot erase

The drive to the guys place was quiet except for the classical music that Quatre had turned on. It was only about ten minutes away from her apartment, and Sarah passed the time by getting herself mad about the predicament that Lady Une had put her in. How was she supposed to do her real job if they were going to be breathing down her neck day and night? She sighed and stared out the window. One of two things were going to happen; One she could tell them and explain everything to them, and Two they would find out through circumstance. That was probably best, she wouldn't have to prove or demonstrate anything. She'd just have to explain.

They stopped at a red light, and even though it was hidden to everyone else she felt it, and saw it with her sixth sense. There was no way, it was impossible, it couldn't be. They were dead. She stiffened up noticeably, causing Duo and Quatre to turn and look at her.

"Sarah? What's wrong?" Quatre asked gently. She didn't answer, just unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door in a dazed quiet, not really knowing what she was doing and not hearing the protests and requests for and explanation from them.

Time seemed to have stopped for her outside that car, everyone went about their business, at most feeling as though they were being watched and ignoring it. But she could feel what was there, even if her brain was telling her that it wasn't in the slightest way possible.

When you cried I'd wipe away all your tears

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears

I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have

All of me

And then he was there. Kyoto, the leader of D.E.A.T.H., standing in the middle of the street. Flanked by two girls who were unknown to her, and yet she knew them better than she knew herself. Her sisters. Standing side by side with a person that she now knew was Demon to the core.

People finally began to slow down and take notice of what was going on. They were standing in the middle of the street, and people don't like their busy schedules interrupted. Horns honked all over the place, people started shouting. Dogs, picking up on the tension in the air, began barking like crazy and straining their leashes. But for Sarah there was silence, and all she saw were her sisters standing with an enemy.

One man made the mistake of getting out of his car and going up to Kyoto in an attempt to get him to move. Both Anna and Megan simply held out a hand and pushed him several feet back with their energy. Sarah was stunned, then shocked, then angry, and then she started to get pissed. How dare they? How dare he!

You used to captivate me

By your resonating light

Now I'm bound by the life you left behind

Your face haunts me

My once pleasant dreams

Your voice it chased away

All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just to much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears

I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have

All of me

Then all three of them turned to her, Kyoto's face one of triumph and her sisters deadpan. And then they disappeared. In a blink, the way that she had so many times. Then her anger at her sisters subsided, to be replaced by rage at Kyoto. The Bastard. How dare he try to make this any harder than it already was. Well, he was going to pay. He was definitely going to pay.

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone

But though you're still with me

I've been alone all along

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream I'd wipe away all of your fears

I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have

All of me

please let me know if you're reading this! I'd really like to know that someone is looking forward to the next chapter. Please?