((Sorry for taking so long in getting this up, but I had writers block and I took the time to find out how to correctly spell everyone's names. Sorry about the Trowa thing, I started it before I could do a little research. And as always, I do NOT own Gundam Wing or anything like that. I just want to write about it. So please don't sue me seeing the only thing I have that's worth anything is my mind, and I like it in my head. ^^;))

That night, Trowa and Heero, dressed in all black, went to the building they had identified as the headquarters. The building itself was all dark, and only feet away from a hoard of MS, enough for a small army. Those responsible for the phony messages were really preparing for an all-scale war. Too bad they wasted all that time and effort on something that wasn't going to happen.

Heero was the first over the wire fence that enclosed the area, missing the electric wire by a mile. Trowa got over it with relative ease as well. They snuck around to the building's front, avoiding guards and surveillance cameras. Those running the operation wanted the people to think that everything was just for show and nothing was really going to happen. But their intentions were just the opposite.

When they reached the door, Trowa went straight to the key pad and begun to punch in the security code. He had been watching everyone who entered that way to learn the multiple codes. He punched in the all-access number and the doors were immediately unlocked and opened.

Not very long afterward, the alarms began wailing and guards swarmed around them. Somewhere, a guard turned on the alarm, but neither Heero nor Trowa cared why or how. Escape was their only intention.

Never going anywhere unprepared for an emergency, Heero pulled a hand grenade from his pocket and threw it down the hall he intended to go. The room where the messages were transmitted was in the center of the building, where the strongest signals of both blockers and messages could be concentrated. Trowa led the way down the hall, to where he had tracked the messages to. Both heard more guards coming from the other end of the hall, so Trowa hurried to find the right room, or this mission was to be their last.

When Trowa found the right door, he put in a code that would open the door and lock it from the outside once it closed. Right before it closed, Heero threw two grenades, one down each end of the hall; to keep the guards at bay long enough to download the virus Duo had created.

It was dark inside the room with the only light being the large television screen that was used to transmit messages in static. A person was in front of it, a hood thrown back and a cloak flapping in the rapid movements of keystrokes. All that could be known was they had very long hair tied in a braid, and was very familiar to the system.

"Do you have the virus," she asked, Heero recognizing the voice.

"You're the one who transmitted me those messages," Heero said, anger in his voice. "What are you doing here?"

" Same thing as you two," she smirked," trying to prevent another war, so no one will ever have to live as I had to."

"Who are you," Trowa asked, walking toward her, holding the disk.

"I'll tell you later," the girl said taking the disk without turning around. "That is, if we don't die before I get the chance to."

Heero stayed silent, trying to place the voice with a face, but finding that he couldn't. But he known her, he had to of, no matter how long ago. But then, he thought miserably, why can't I place her anywhere.

It was only a matter of time before the girl had the disk back into her hand," Done, they won't be able to start another war period."

"Open up," voices shouted outside. "If you don't come voluntarily, you'll be dead five times before you hit the ground."

Trowa looked at the door," How are we going to escape?"

"Simple," the girl said, tucking her hair into her hood and throwing it over her head. "We blast our way through."

Heero looked at the door," I've only got a few grenades left, but they wouldn't help much."

"Gotcha covered," the girl said. "I have more than enough explosives to level this place to the Gates of Hell if I really wanted to."

"Well," Trowa began, "we better hurry up and give them the surprise of a lifetime."

The girl smiled from underneath her hood as she whipped out three grenades," Bye-bye fools."

"On the count of three, you better open this door," the head guard yelled. "One. . .two. . .ahhhggggggrrr!"

The last thing many solders saw before their trip to eternity was an explosion and a girl with a cloak running past them. As the three ran, both Heero and Trowa were impressed with this girl's capabilities to hit and run. She led the way to the nearest exit point, leaping out a broken third- story window and floating the ground, using her cloak as a parachute and leaving Heero and Trowa with no choice but to follow after her.

The girl landed first, and ran with amazing speed to the gate and leaping over it with Heero and Trowa right behind her. She didn't let up the pace until they were a decent mile away from the building and away from the wailing alarms.

She looked back at the compound, pleased," I'm glad that's over."

"What's over," Trowa asked.

"They were trying to use me to transmit fake messages to start up another war," she explained. "I didn't want to be a toy, so I rebelled and reached Heero. Forgive me Trowa, but they had a gun to my back the whole time, and even then I didn't fully cooperate."

"What's your connection with me," Heero asked, wondering if she really would tell the truth.

"I'm not surprised you don't recognize me," she said throwing back her hood. "I'm you're little sister Heero."

"You're my what," Heero shouted. "I. . .I was told I had no family!"

The girl shook her head," I know, I was there when they pounded it all into your head. They told me to stay out of your way unless I wanted to be thrown at the mercy of OZ."

"Black mail is very effective, isn't it," Trowa smiled.

The girl only nodded.

"Can you at least tell us your name," Heero asked, getting over the initial shock.

I'm Senkora," she answered. "I have no last name, so I'll adopt Yuy like you did."

Heero folded his arms," I gotta tell Duo this, he'll be baby-sitter."

"He will not," Senkora shouted. "I have not come all this way only to be left behind. I have in-battle and out-of-battle training in MS combat. I'm not your average sister looking for her brother!"

"Obviously," Heero said. "But I still need to be sure about you before you get to do any missions."

"Wing Zero wasn't for them to find," Senkora growled. "It was in a place that I knew well and could find easily. I just came too late, remember that."

Heero blew her off.

"We better get back to my place," Trowa suggested, noticing Senkora was about to go hand-to-hand with Heero. "Baby-sitter or not, Duo should still know about this."

Senkora folded her arms," Fine, but if he does end up watching me, he'll regret it."

Heero smirked," If anything he'll be training you so at least you won't get killed in combat."

"I already told you I was trained," Senkora smirked back. "Besides, I'm not dead yet, am I?"

Trowa turned away, with Senkora and Heero right behind him to go to report their findings to Duo.

((kay, done for now. Oh, and if anybody knows the names of the Dr's that constructed the Gundams, could u e-mail me? My address is on the bio page. Cya around!))