They dragged him into the building and threw him into a cell. He glared at the door, knowing they were monitoring him, waiting for him to do something stupid. He sighed heavily.

He pulled his leg up against the wall for support, laying on the floor as he set about to put his bone back into place. It would heal almost instantly after that, he knew it wasn't broken.

He smiled inwardly. The crack was different from a broken limp, meaning it was dislocated. A simple cracked it back into place and it would be fine. He gripped his leg and pulled it back into place, a sweat breaking onto his body from the pain of doing it. Not that it hurt too much, he didn't cry out. Pain was useless, especially now. He couldn't show his weakness to the enemy.

After he reset his leg the door opened, sending a wave of light spilling over him. He blinked, his eyes adjusting in an instant.

A grin was plastered onto the face of a man wearing a suit, a sport like suit. Heero had an uneasy feeling about this.

"Well hello there, Heero."

Heero didn't say anything but get to his feet, not even wincing. The man grinned even wider at this. Guards appeared behind him, guns ready and a nice pair of strong cuffs ready also.

"Let's take a walk shall we?" The man said, grinning as the soldiers seized him roughly, placing the heavy cuffs tightly around his wrists.

"Let's get to the point." The man said. "I want you to work with us, as a Xtreme challenger."

"What makes you think I will?" He had heard about Xtreme: people who do dangerous things and risk their life to do challenges, such as climb Everest the old fashion way, r crazy stuff like that. Well, maybe extreme and crazy stuff for some people. People that were ordinary.

"We have ways to...persuade you." The lights flickered on and a girl in a locked cubicle stared through the strong glass that was her cage.

It looked like...her!

"You see, we have the technology to recreate someone back from the dead, her body wasn't burned so badly, but we managed to...bring her back from the dead one would say." He grinned as Heero stared at the girl with disbelief.

Her eyes filled with tear, she was scared and lonely. She knew the boy in front of her and she had missed him, was he here to help her? She didn't hate him for killing her, he suffered from it everyday. She was back now; did he have to cry anymore? She wouldn't let him cry alone.

"We can kill her any second, the slightest push of a button." The man said wickedly.

Heero's body stiffened. "Does this involve the Gundam's?" He questioned, not turning around.

"Not at all. In a way, yes. Yourself being a soldier proves that you are perfect for this company."

"How can I trust you not to kill her?"

"You have my blood oath, and we must have your signature."

He turned around, a dark flame burning in his eyes. "Fine." He said, his jaw set in determination.

A grin plastered on his face. "Wonderful." He pulled out a pen and contract, making Heero sign it. "Oh," He reached in his pocket, drawing out two black cuffs. He clasped them on Heero's hands, the guards restraining him before he could pull back.

"What is this?" Heero growled, the cold metal clasped tightly on his wrists.

"To make sure you don't disobey us." He laughed, the girl coming out of her chamber, tears running down her cheeks as she rushed up to Heero.

He bent down swiftly and put the same device on her wrists and she looked scared. "Now, if either of you try to escape, you won't like what will happen." He looked at Heero. "Girls will fall in love with you, so you'll be like a celeb."

The guards took this as his farewell and dragged Heero off, the little girl being pulled into a different direction.

"Forgive me!" The girl cried down the halls, tears spilling like wax from her eyes.

EVEREST

The place that would make him the youngest to climb it. The one mission that would make him famous. He had gotten a lot of sleep, having been drugged because he refused to eat anything and sleep. They had said they punished the little girl, so he obeyed them.

The climb was rigorous. He brought a snowboard, carrying it up and planning to board all the way down, except for the drop-offs.

"Your first mission will be Everest. You are to make the climb with the Sherpa's and a band of older people. You are to take the South side climbing up and the North face going down, understand?"

Heero nodded in affirmation, taking the list of supplies he would need to give to his supply commander, he walked off. He was actually getting used to this, he saw the girl when he was to have his meal though he was guarded heavily.

He wouldn't run off with her life at stake. He wouldn't screw up this time, not make another mistake.

"'Ey man!" A man waved at him, his supply list in hand also. His name was Jake, another recuit for Xtreme, he seemed to enjoy it, having done the most insane things at times. He couldn't tell anyone of his "secret" and no one knew he was a Gundam pilot, like many in the real world.

"Hey Jake," Heero said leisurely as Jake grabbed the paper, looking it over like a kid would with a schedule to see if he had any courses with his friend. Only this was much more. Much, much more. People's lives were at stake in this "game".

"Cool, same expedition!" He said with excitement. "It's gonna be radical!"

"Yeah," Heero said with fake excitement, "Wicked." He said, going off to get his board, which was given to him on the first day he was contracted into the company. By force, did he forget to mention?

'I just hope that the others don't get caught to, who knows what they could bend their will to?' Heero thought sadly, a CEO of the company glaring at him from behind a corner. Something was up. If his mind was elsewhere, this could cost the company its reputation. He rushed off to have a nice little chat with some scientists and see what they could do about this.

Heero opened the door to his designated room. The door opened with a 'psh' sound, being metal so he couldn't escape. Not that he wanted to, but just as a precaution. They had all metal doors around here.

"What can we do about this? We can't have his mind stray, and he'll probably glare at all the fangirls he'll get." The CEO explained to the President of the company and the scientist crew.

"We could give him a dose of remembrathral, we have tested it so it's partially safe."

"I would guess that by the name it's a mind controlling drug, am I not wrong?" The president, Harver inquired as to this newest dilemma.

"Kind off..." The doctor said...