*Disclaimer* I don't own the rights to Gundam Wing. Don't use for profit or anything. Hmm... that one dude I got yesterday, man he was annoying sniping the engineers before they could plant dynomite. I swear, if had left me alone during the game he would have been just peachy, but no no he had to snipe and kill me. I stalked and owned him 3 times within the same game. Snipers usually don't get me mad, but he was the exception.... Oh sorry about that, I get so emotional with my gaming. I'm done now.
Chapter 2- A Cadet's Eye
John Nash walked up to a mechanical sliding door as he held onto his mop. To the right of the door there was a palm reader. John put his hand on it, and a laser scanned his palm. The door slid open, and John walked in as the door shut behind him. John saw a custodial locker room and another janitor; middle-aged, slightly balding, black mustache, and moderately fat; as he suited up.
"Hey Larry." John walked over to his locker.
"What's up, John?"
"End of my shift." John began to take of his custodial suit.
"Ah yes. Mine begins right now." Larry buttoned up the last part of his suit. "Anything happen?" John still had a white t-shirt on as he took off the upper part of his suit.
"That ensign... um... Misao, I think that's his name... Beat the best cadet today." John slid on a black shirt.
"Kaori was beaten?" Larry chuckled. "She can't be beaten that easily. Must have been someone else."
"I'm telling ya, that is what happened." John began to put on his jeans.
"Sure, John. Sure." Larry opened the sliding door. "You have a good night, I'll see you in the morning."
"You too." John took out his brown jacket and slid it on. "Man this has been an interesting day." John realized his hat was still on and took it off. His hair was moderately short with some longer hairs near the front of his head.
John proceeded to the door, but halted in mid-stride. He turned around and walked back to his locker; he opened it up and grabbed his wallet. He shut the locker while he put a lock on it, and returned back to the sliding door. The door slowly opened up, and John took a couple of strides as he walked out into the hallway. The door shut behind him, and he slipped his wallet into his pocket. He walked down the hall, until he came in sight of the west section's exit and security desk with a guard that leaned in his chair while he read a magazine. The guard lowered his magazine to look at the person about to pass by.
"Have a good night, John."
"You too. Ken." John waved.
"That's officer Ken to you." The guard brought his magazine back up.
John rolled his eyes. "Alright, officer Ken."
The glass doors opened and John walked outside, but as the doors began to shut three shadows darted across the hallway and went outside. Neither John nor the guard noticed them, and John continued to walk on to his living quarters.
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John passed several military checkpoints along the way, and he waved at every guard at the checkpoint. While he walked toward his house, John turned his head back as he had the feeling someone was following him, but no one was there. Eventually, John got to an apartment complex at the edge of the exterior of the facility. He walked into a small hallway with a single room while he glanced over at the stairs, and let out a big sigh.
'Why did I have to get an apartment on the top floor?' John let out another big sigh and began to walk up six flights of stairs.
After he started up the stairs, Kaori, Misao, and Toki walked into the apartment complex and saw John as he walked up the stairs. Misao was out of breath, along with Toki, and they gasped for air.
"Why did we have to run so fast anyway? I mean, the guard wouldn't have minded if we just walked out." Misao demanded with a nod from Toki.
"To keep John from seeing us." Kaori smiled.
Misao and Toki looked at her for a moment and shook their heads. "What do you want to do now?" Toki got his breath back.
"Misao will go up there and talk to him. We'll watch for anything suspicious outside." She grabbed Toki by the shoulder.
"Why me!"
"You got us into this, Misao. Naturally, you should go in there yourself." Kaori smirked. "Don't worry though, we'll watch from the porch."
Misao and Toki gave her an odd look. "How are we going to do that?" Toki backed off, as he feared what the answer might be.
"Climb." Toki's face turned pale at the thought, but Kaori dragged him away.
'I feel sorry for him, now. Here I thought I had the tough assignment...'
Misao reluctantly walked up the stairs. As he walked up the stairs one thought came to mind, he did not want to have the wrath of Kaori on his head. He spotted John as he got off at the sixth floor and picked up the pace. He walked up the stairs and skipped every other step; though it looked weird, this process used minimal energy while in use. Misao reached the sixth floor and looked around to spot John. He had no such luck. There were two hallways that lead away on both of his sides. 'This isn't going to be fun.' Misao opened a door to one hallway and didn't catch sight of John. He immediately ran to the other hallway, and just glimpsed John as he entered his apartment. Misao calmly entered the hallway and proceeded to John's door. He walked up to the door and raised his hand to knock on it. Misao hesitated after he looked at the number 613E on the door and left his hand to dangle in mid-air. He just couldn't move his hand to knock on the door. The thought of how this man made a difference in his performance went through his mind, and that thought blocked his ability to knock on the door. His arm fell freely to his side, and he let a big sigh.
Misao turned away from the door while the door opened. "I just can't do it."
"Can't do what?" Misao saw John in the doorway. John noticed a little bit of distress in Misao. "If you wanted to come in, you should have knocked."
"I can't go in. I don't belong here."
"How about something to drink? That should cheer you up." John waved his hand to allow Misao inside.
Misao perked up a little and walked into the apartment. As Misao walked past him, John closed the door behind Misao. John headed into the kitchen, while Misao walked into the living room, and was in shock at what he saw. Two renaissance style swords lay crossed above the couch on the west wall. A 1933 Springfield rifle lay on a shelf to the right of the swords. Several portraits hung on the wall from the time of World War II.
'Is this guy a military otaku?'
He glanced over at the porch and saw Kaori and Toki by the glass. Misao waved a little to get them to hide; all the while he kept an eye on the kitchen area.
"Interesting isn't it?" John said from the kitchen as the refrigerator door slammed shut.
"Nothing is..." Misao tried not look at anything especially the porch.
"Nice try, but anyone who walks in here notices that stuff the first time around."
Misao gave in. "Alright, its interesting, but I didn't realize you were into military stuff that much."
"I'm not. That's my father's collection."
"Why do you hang onto this collection, then?" Misao looked at the swords with confusion.
John walked out of the kitchen and carried two glasses of orange juice. He handed one to Misao. "It brings back the memories of my father."
"Oh... I didn't realize...." Misao held the glass up to his lips.
John looked at the two swords. "No one knows. I didn't get along with him very well, but he still was my father."
"What happened to him?"
"The shuttle he was on was shot down by a Leo mobile suit." Misao eyes grew wide. "That was right before those Gundams were sent to earth."
"I'm surprised you don't hate mobile suits because of... that...." Misao sat down on the couch by the west wall.
"Nah. I realize that I shouldn't hate things that easily." John sat in a chair that faced the couch.
"That doesn't make much sense."
"Consider this. When a spider catches an insect and eats it, do the other insects hate it or no?"
"When its time... you just let it go."
"Exactly. No point to hating something, except you can avenge. Even then, you need a good reason."
"You have a point...." Misao a thought came to his mind. "May I ask? Why did you help me?"
John raised an eyebrow and put his juice down. "Which time? The juice or earlier today?"
"Earlier."
"Oh yes, well you see...." John got up and proceeded toward his porch window. Misao panicked a little, but couldn't say anything. John saw a flash of lightning outside and dark clouds rolled in. "Looks like a storm is rolling in. You better tell your friends to come in here."
Misao's jaw dropped at what John said. "How...!"
John opened the porch door and looked outside while he saw no one but a few fingers that held onto the edge. John looked over the edge and saw Kaori and Toki as tried to hide, but at six floors up that is impossible.
"Hello."
"Hi." Toki had a grim smile on him.
"Fancy meeting you here." Kaori had a hesitated smile.
"I advise you to come in, else you might wind up in a much worse place." John lowered his hand down.
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Kaori, Toki, and Misao sat on the couch in John's apartment. They held glasses of various juices, and each looked at John, who was in his chair.
"Alright. Now that you guys are in here, may I ask? Why did you follow me?"
"To... um..." Misao tried to spit out.
"Find out why and how you help this cadet here beat me!"
"That's all?" John raised an eyebrow. "You mean you could have just walked up to me, and simply asked yourself. Instead of dragging these two with you."
Toki and Misao looked at Kaori for a moment and gave her disappointed looks. "Now that we are here. Could you tell us, anyway?"
John looked over at the porch, and saw buckets of water pour outside. Occasionally, a lightning flashed and showed how truly dark it was outside.
John looked back at them. "Two reasons. One, I had pity on Misao for not being able to beat a single opponent. Second, no one can have a perfect record forever. It was better for you to learn how it is to lose early on."
Misao couldn't speak a word, along with Kaori, after the response. "So you wanted both to gain from the experience? Wow, here I thought you did it just for Misao."
"It's surprising what losing a battle can teach you. Every great general in history lost a least one battle...." John looked at one of the portraits. "That's what my father said anyway."
Kaori got a hold of herself. "What about the dates of your employment?" Toki and Misao coveed her mouth really quickly after she spoke the question.
"Don't mind her." Misao said hastily.
"She doesn't know what she is talking about."
John looked Toki straight in the eye. "Thought so." Toki and Misao lowered their hands.
"Thought so.... What?"
"You took a look at my background, I'm assuming?" John got no response. "Well if you want to know, Larry Saylor is the reason I got those jobs. He was a friend of my father, and took me in after my father was killed."
"But a fourteen-year-old working as a janitor on a military base?" Toki was in disbelief.
"That is correct. I worked whether he did. As long as I did my job, there was no problem." John smiled happily.
The trio sat silently for the next few minutes after he spoke. They knew of Larry Saylor, the jolly, fat janitor that worked night shifts, and the fact that if any problems arose that involved anything, except political or combat situations, that Larry was the guy to talk to. Misao rose from his seat and walked over to John.
"I'm sorry to cause any troubles for ya."
"Its ok. I don't get much company over, aside from Larry, but you know he works night shifts." John stood up and walked over to the front door.
"Where are you going?" Toki and Kaori got up and watched him.
John walked over to the closet next to the front door and opened it up. He grabbed some umbrellas and tossed one to each cadet.
"Your check-in time is in an hour. If you go now, you'll have more than enough time, but if you don't'.... Well...."
"We know."
John opened up the front door and the three cadets walked out, Misao was the last. Misao stopped right outside the door and turned around to face John.
"Thank you for the umbrellas and the drinks."
"No problem, and if you want to come back, you are always welcome. Kaori and Toki as well."
The three of them nodded and walked away. John shut his door again and breathed a sigh of relief.
'I think those three will leave me alone now.'
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**Later that night**
The dormitory was pitch black with no movement except for an occasional flicker of light. The sound was still as can be, and it was a peaceful night. A soft tapping sound came from the hallway like that of a person's foot, a figure formed in the darkness and walked toward by library. A low powered light hit the figure as she walked and Kaori was seen in her military issued pajamas. She looked a little out of it, but came from the bathroom. She stopped for a moment and took a look into the library after she noticed the light had originated there. Kaori walked in and saw that the light had come from a laptop.
"Toki. I'm surprised to see you up this late." Kaori said in a quiet tone once she got to Toki.
"Well some nights I don't care for sleep. Besides, there was something I wanted to check on after we met earlier, but couldn't do it while everyone was awake."
"What might that might that be? Hacking the computers to change grades and evaluations?"
"None of the above." Toki gave Kaori a glare at her words. "What you are thinking of is called 'cracking', not hacking. Hackers are people who merely look, and don't do anything with the stuff. Crackers get in and destroy. The media gets the terms mixed up a lot."
"Oh... um... anyway, what did you want to look at anyway?"
"This." Toki pointed at the screen where he had software with code that flew past. "Normally encryptions only take... about a minute at most to get through on this software, but this is taking awhile to get through this encryption."
"How long has it been?"
"About thirty minutes." Kaori looked at him strangely. "This Preventor encryption is extremely good."
"I guess so..." Kaori crouched down. "Hold on, where did you find this thing anyway?"
"The software... is classified." Toki's eyes looked to his left and his right.
"I meant the place your trying to get through."
"Oh, it was a hidden link under the employee section on this facility's site, about twenty pages buried. When I tried the link, well I got an official blocker."
Kaori looked at him and shook her head. "Enough. You win." She turned around and began to walk away.
Toki smiled happily to almost laughter. "Bingo."
Kaori turned her head. "Get through? If so, what's on there?"
Several windows popped on Toki's laptop and he began to sift through the mess. He rifled through the transactions of mobile suit sales and smuggler break-ups.
"Looks like nothing more than a detailed account of the past year or so. Which bothers me."
"Why's that?"
"The encryption on this thing isn't meant for this type of classification. There has to be something more." Toki glimpsed something on one of the pages referred to the gundams. He clicked on the page and began to look up information about Trowa Barton. He glanced over the page until he saw the word deceased and his eyes grew with fear. "What the...."
"What's wrong?"
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During the incident at L4W-77321 colony, the new mobile suit type called BlitzWavine destroyed Heavyarms Kai. The pilot Trowa Barton was unable to escape and was killed.
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"I thought Trowa had been asked to be assigned to the terraforming project."
"Me too.... Didn't Wufei go to the terraforming project as well?" Toki sifted through the pages and found Wufei's information. "He met the same fate...."
Kaori and Toki looked at each other with fear.
"A cover up?"
"It can't be. Why would they want to cover that up?"
"Keep the peace and not worry the citizens." Kaori shrugged. "Wait... a new mobile suit type?"
Toki rifled through the windows and found a window with two new mobile suit designs on it. The yellow mobile suit caught Kaori's eye with its beam cannon attachment. The black mobile suit caught Toki's eye for its weird design.
"The yellow mobile suit is called Toteis. The black one is called BlitzWavine." Toki raised an eyebrow. "How did that mobile suit possibly beat two gundams?"
"I guess it depends on the pilot."
"Maybe, but not even Oz or White Fang could take a single one out. Yet this mobile suit managed to take two out."
Kaori pointed at the screen. "Look here."
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BlitzWavine during the end of the incident sacrificed itself to stop the battleship called Orion from firing its main cannon. This was done by self-destruction and projection the mobile suit Toteis into the main cannon shortly before it could fire; this sent a chain reaction through the battleship and destroyed it. The pilots of both mobile suits were incinerated.
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"That seems odd. Who in their right mind would turn against their allies?"
"Not sure.... his name is... err... was Alex Cros."
"Never heard of him." Kaori bit her lip.
"Here we go."
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Subject: Alex Cros
Date of Birth: 11, 01, AC-180
Bio: Sex: Male
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Aqua Blue
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 145lbs
Blood Type: AB
Age: 18
As of 12, 01, AC-198.
Mobile Suits:
Icedig
BlitzWavine
Date of Death: 15, 12, AC-198
*A picture of the pilot displayed*
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"Well, I guess he isn't that big of a threat anymore." Kaori stretched out.
Toki thought that he had seen the person in that picture before. He started up a picture-analyzing program and inserted the picture of the pilot into it.
Kaori took a look at the screen. "What ya doing?"
"Having the computer analyze any picture in the directory to see if any pictures match."
"Whoa... I'm confused... first they say he is dead... now your saying he might be alive. Let alone the fact that he betrayed our side... and theirs... This isn't making any sense what so ever." Kaori squinted her eyes. "You know what, that almost looks like John."
Toki typed in John's name and had the laptop analyze the picture from the profile. The computer output: 99% match.
Kaori and Toki looked at the screen in disbelief. "99%!" Kaori and Toki yelled in unison. Fortunately, no one was around to hear them.
"Does that mean..."
"We have a psychopath on our hands..."
Toki shut his laptop up and ran with Kaori out of there.
"His story was bullshit. After all."
Chapter 2- A Cadet's Eye
John Nash walked up to a mechanical sliding door as he held onto his mop. To the right of the door there was a palm reader. John put his hand on it, and a laser scanned his palm. The door slid open, and John walked in as the door shut behind him. John saw a custodial locker room and another janitor; middle-aged, slightly balding, black mustache, and moderately fat; as he suited up.
"Hey Larry." John walked over to his locker.
"What's up, John?"
"End of my shift." John began to take of his custodial suit.
"Ah yes. Mine begins right now." Larry buttoned up the last part of his suit. "Anything happen?" John still had a white t-shirt on as he took off the upper part of his suit.
"That ensign... um... Misao, I think that's his name... Beat the best cadet today." John slid on a black shirt.
"Kaori was beaten?" Larry chuckled. "She can't be beaten that easily. Must have been someone else."
"I'm telling ya, that is what happened." John began to put on his jeans.
"Sure, John. Sure." Larry opened the sliding door. "You have a good night, I'll see you in the morning."
"You too." John took out his brown jacket and slid it on. "Man this has been an interesting day." John realized his hat was still on and took it off. His hair was moderately short with some longer hairs near the front of his head.
John proceeded to the door, but halted in mid-stride. He turned around and walked back to his locker; he opened it up and grabbed his wallet. He shut the locker while he put a lock on it, and returned back to the sliding door. The door slowly opened up, and John took a couple of strides as he walked out into the hallway. The door shut behind him, and he slipped his wallet into his pocket. He walked down the hall, until he came in sight of the west section's exit and security desk with a guard that leaned in his chair while he read a magazine. The guard lowered his magazine to look at the person about to pass by.
"Have a good night, John."
"You too. Ken." John waved.
"That's officer Ken to you." The guard brought his magazine back up.
John rolled his eyes. "Alright, officer Ken."
The glass doors opened and John walked outside, but as the doors began to shut three shadows darted across the hallway and went outside. Neither John nor the guard noticed them, and John continued to walk on to his living quarters.
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John passed several military checkpoints along the way, and he waved at every guard at the checkpoint. While he walked toward his house, John turned his head back as he had the feeling someone was following him, but no one was there. Eventually, John got to an apartment complex at the edge of the exterior of the facility. He walked into a small hallway with a single room while he glanced over at the stairs, and let out a big sigh.
'Why did I have to get an apartment on the top floor?' John let out another big sigh and began to walk up six flights of stairs.
After he started up the stairs, Kaori, Misao, and Toki walked into the apartment complex and saw John as he walked up the stairs. Misao was out of breath, along with Toki, and they gasped for air.
"Why did we have to run so fast anyway? I mean, the guard wouldn't have minded if we just walked out." Misao demanded with a nod from Toki.
"To keep John from seeing us." Kaori smiled.
Misao and Toki looked at her for a moment and shook their heads. "What do you want to do now?" Toki got his breath back.
"Misao will go up there and talk to him. We'll watch for anything suspicious outside." She grabbed Toki by the shoulder.
"Why me!"
"You got us into this, Misao. Naturally, you should go in there yourself." Kaori smirked. "Don't worry though, we'll watch from the porch."
Misao and Toki gave her an odd look. "How are we going to do that?" Toki backed off, as he feared what the answer might be.
"Climb." Toki's face turned pale at the thought, but Kaori dragged him away.
'I feel sorry for him, now. Here I thought I had the tough assignment...'
Misao reluctantly walked up the stairs. As he walked up the stairs one thought came to mind, he did not want to have the wrath of Kaori on his head. He spotted John as he got off at the sixth floor and picked up the pace. He walked up the stairs and skipped every other step; though it looked weird, this process used minimal energy while in use. Misao reached the sixth floor and looked around to spot John. He had no such luck. There were two hallways that lead away on both of his sides. 'This isn't going to be fun.' Misao opened a door to one hallway and didn't catch sight of John. He immediately ran to the other hallway, and just glimpsed John as he entered his apartment. Misao calmly entered the hallway and proceeded to John's door. He walked up to the door and raised his hand to knock on it. Misao hesitated after he looked at the number 613E on the door and left his hand to dangle in mid-air. He just couldn't move his hand to knock on the door. The thought of how this man made a difference in his performance went through his mind, and that thought blocked his ability to knock on the door. His arm fell freely to his side, and he let a big sigh.
Misao turned away from the door while the door opened. "I just can't do it."
"Can't do what?" Misao saw John in the doorway. John noticed a little bit of distress in Misao. "If you wanted to come in, you should have knocked."
"I can't go in. I don't belong here."
"How about something to drink? That should cheer you up." John waved his hand to allow Misao inside.
Misao perked up a little and walked into the apartment. As Misao walked past him, John closed the door behind Misao. John headed into the kitchen, while Misao walked into the living room, and was in shock at what he saw. Two renaissance style swords lay crossed above the couch on the west wall. A 1933 Springfield rifle lay on a shelf to the right of the swords. Several portraits hung on the wall from the time of World War II.
'Is this guy a military otaku?'
He glanced over at the porch and saw Kaori and Toki by the glass. Misao waved a little to get them to hide; all the while he kept an eye on the kitchen area.
"Interesting isn't it?" John said from the kitchen as the refrigerator door slammed shut.
"Nothing is..." Misao tried not look at anything especially the porch.
"Nice try, but anyone who walks in here notices that stuff the first time around."
Misao gave in. "Alright, its interesting, but I didn't realize you were into military stuff that much."
"I'm not. That's my father's collection."
"Why do you hang onto this collection, then?" Misao looked at the swords with confusion.
John walked out of the kitchen and carried two glasses of orange juice. He handed one to Misao. "It brings back the memories of my father."
"Oh... I didn't realize...." Misao held the glass up to his lips.
John looked at the two swords. "No one knows. I didn't get along with him very well, but he still was my father."
"What happened to him?"
"The shuttle he was on was shot down by a Leo mobile suit." Misao eyes grew wide. "That was right before those Gundams were sent to earth."
"I'm surprised you don't hate mobile suits because of... that...." Misao sat down on the couch by the west wall.
"Nah. I realize that I shouldn't hate things that easily." John sat in a chair that faced the couch.
"That doesn't make much sense."
"Consider this. When a spider catches an insect and eats it, do the other insects hate it or no?"
"When its time... you just let it go."
"Exactly. No point to hating something, except you can avenge. Even then, you need a good reason."
"You have a point...." Misao a thought came to his mind. "May I ask? Why did you help me?"
John raised an eyebrow and put his juice down. "Which time? The juice or earlier today?"
"Earlier."
"Oh yes, well you see...." John got up and proceeded toward his porch window. Misao panicked a little, but couldn't say anything. John saw a flash of lightning outside and dark clouds rolled in. "Looks like a storm is rolling in. You better tell your friends to come in here."
Misao's jaw dropped at what John said. "How...!"
John opened the porch door and looked outside while he saw no one but a few fingers that held onto the edge. John looked over the edge and saw Kaori and Toki as tried to hide, but at six floors up that is impossible.
"Hello."
"Hi." Toki had a grim smile on him.
"Fancy meeting you here." Kaori had a hesitated smile.
"I advise you to come in, else you might wind up in a much worse place." John lowered his hand down.
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Kaori, Toki, and Misao sat on the couch in John's apartment. They held glasses of various juices, and each looked at John, who was in his chair.
"Alright. Now that you guys are in here, may I ask? Why did you follow me?"
"To... um..." Misao tried to spit out.
"Find out why and how you help this cadet here beat me!"
"That's all?" John raised an eyebrow. "You mean you could have just walked up to me, and simply asked yourself. Instead of dragging these two with you."
Toki and Misao looked at Kaori for a moment and gave her disappointed looks. "Now that we are here. Could you tell us, anyway?"
John looked over at the porch, and saw buckets of water pour outside. Occasionally, a lightning flashed and showed how truly dark it was outside.
John looked back at them. "Two reasons. One, I had pity on Misao for not being able to beat a single opponent. Second, no one can have a perfect record forever. It was better for you to learn how it is to lose early on."
Misao couldn't speak a word, along with Kaori, after the response. "So you wanted both to gain from the experience? Wow, here I thought you did it just for Misao."
"It's surprising what losing a battle can teach you. Every great general in history lost a least one battle...." John looked at one of the portraits. "That's what my father said anyway."
Kaori got a hold of herself. "What about the dates of your employment?" Toki and Misao coveed her mouth really quickly after she spoke the question.
"Don't mind her." Misao said hastily.
"She doesn't know what she is talking about."
John looked Toki straight in the eye. "Thought so." Toki and Misao lowered their hands.
"Thought so.... What?"
"You took a look at my background, I'm assuming?" John got no response. "Well if you want to know, Larry Saylor is the reason I got those jobs. He was a friend of my father, and took me in after my father was killed."
"But a fourteen-year-old working as a janitor on a military base?" Toki was in disbelief.
"That is correct. I worked whether he did. As long as I did my job, there was no problem." John smiled happily.
The trio sat silently for the next few minutes after he spoke. They knew of Larry Saylor, the jolly, fat janitor that worked night shifts, and the fact that if any problems arose that involved anything, except political or combat situations, that Larry was the guy to talk to. Misao rose from his seat and walked over to John.
"I'm sorry to cause any troubles for ya."
"Its ok. I don't get much company over, aside from Larry, but you know he works night shifts." John stood up and walked over to the front door.
"Where are you going?" Toki and Kaori got up and watched him.
John walked over to the closet next to the front door and opened it up. He grabbed some umbrellas and tossed one to each cadet.
"Your check-in time is in an hour. If you go now, you'll have more than enough time, but if you don't'.... Well...."
"We know."
John opened up the front door and the three cadets walked out, Misao was the last. Misao stopped right outside the door and turned around to face John.
"Thank you for the umbrellas and the drinks."
"No problem, and if you want to come back, you are always welcome. Kaori and Toki as well."
The three of them nodded and walked away. John shut his door again and breathed a sigh of relief.
'I think those three will leave me alone now.'
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**Later that night**
The dormitory was pitch black with no movement except for an occasional flicker of light. The sound was still as can be, and it was a peaceful night. A soft tapping sound came from the hallway like that of a person's foot, a figure formed in the darkness and walked toward by library. A low powered light hit the figure as she walked and Kaori was seen in her military issued pajamas. She looked a little out of it, but came from the bathroom. She stopped for a moment and took a look into the library after she noticed the light had originated there. Kaori walked in and saw that the light had come from a laptop.
"Toki. I'm surprised to see you up this late." Kaori said in a quiet tone once she got to Toki.
"Well some nights I don't care for sleep. Besides, there was something I wanted to check on after we met earlier, but couldn't do it while everyone was awake."
"What might that might that be? Hacking the computers to change grades and evaluations?"
"None of the above." Toki gave Kaori a glare at her words. "What you are thinking of is called 'cracking', not hacking. Hackers are people who merely look, and don't do anything with the stuff. Crackers get in and destroy. The media gets the terms mixed up a lot."
"Oh... um... anyway, what did you want to look at anyway?"
"This." Toki pointed at the screen where he had software with code that flew past. "Normally encryptions only take... about a minute at most to get through on this software, but this is taking awhile to get through this encryption."
"How long has it been?"
"About thirty minutes." Kaori looked at him strangely. "This Preventor encryption is extremely good."
"I guess so..." Kaori crouched down. "Hold on, where did you find this thing anyway?"
"The software... is classified." Toki's eyes looked to his left and his right.
"I meant the place your trying to get through."
"Oh, it was a hidden link under the employee section on this facility's site, about twenty pages buried. When I tried the link, well I got an official blocker."
Kaori looked at him and shook her head. "Enough. You win." She turned around and began to walk away.
Toki smiled happily to almost laughter. "Bingo."
Kaori turned her head. "Get through? If so, what's on there?"
Several windows popped on Toki's laptop and he began to sift through the mess. He rifled through the transactions of mobile suit sales and smuggler break-ups.
"Looks like nothing more than a detailed account of the past year or so. Which bothers me."
"Why's that?"
"The encryption on this thing isn't meant for this type of classification. There has to be something more." Toki glimpsed something on one of the pages referred to the gundams. He clicked on the page and began to look up information about Trowa Barton. He glanced over the page until he saw the word deceased and his eyes grew with fear. "What the...."
"What's wrong?"
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During the incident at L4W-77321 colony, the new mobile suit type called BlitzWavine destroyed Heavyarms Kai. The pilot Trowa Barton was unable to escape and was killed.
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"I thought Trowa had been asked to be assigned to the terraforming project."
"Me too.... Didn't Wufei go to the terraforming project as well?" Toki sifted through the pages and found Wufei's information. "He met the same fate...."
Kaori and Toki looked at each other with fear.
"A cover up?"
"It can't be. Why would they want to cover that up?"
"Keep the peace and not worry the citizens." Kaori shrugged. "Wait... a new mobile suit type?"
Toki rifled through the windows and found a window with two new mobile suit designs on it. The yellow mobile suit caught Kaori's eye with its beam cannon attachment. The black mobile suit caught Toki's eye for its weird design.
"The yellow mobile suit is called Toteis. The black one is called BlitzWavine." Toki raised an eyebrow. "How did that mobile suit possibly beat two gundams?"
"I guess it depends on the pilot."
"Maybe, but not even Oz or White Fang could take a single one out. Yet this mobile suit managed to take two out."
Kaori pointed at the screen. "Look here."
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BlitzWavine during the end of the incident sacrificed itself to stop the battleship called Orion from firing its main cannon. This was done by self-destruction and projection the mobile suit Toteis into the main cannon shortly before it could fire; this sent a chain reaction through the battleship and destroyed it. The pilots of both mobile suits were incinerated.
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"That seems odd. Who in their right mind would turn against their allies?"
"Not sure.... his name is... err... was Alex Cros."
"Never heard of him." Kaori bit her lip.
"Here we go."
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Subject: Alex Cros
Date of Birth: 11, 01, AC-180
Bio: Sex: Male
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Aqua Blue
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 145lbs
Blood Type: AB
Age: 18
As of 12, 01, AC-198.
Mobile Suits:
Icedig
BlitzWavine
Date of Death: 15, 12, AC-198
*A picture of the pilot displayed*
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"Well, I guess he isn't that big of a threat anymore." Kaori stretched out.
Toki thought that he had seen the person in that picture before. He started up a picture-analyzing program and inserted the picture of the pilot into it.
Kaori took a look at the screen. "What ya doing?"
"Having the computer analyze any picture in the directory to see if any pictures match."
"Whoa... I'm confused... first they say he is dead... now your saying he might be alive. Let alone the fact that he betrayed our side... and theirs... This isn't making any sense what so ever." Kaori squinted her eyes. "You know what, that almost looks like John."
Toki typed in John's name and had the laptop analyze the picture from the profile. The computer output: 99% match.
Kaori and Toki looked at the screen in disbelief. "99%!" Kaori and Toki yelled in unison. Fortunately, no one was around to hear them.
"Does that mean..."
"We have a psychopath on our hands..."
Toki shut his laptop up and ran with Kaori out of there.
"His story was bullshit. After all."