Chapter 3: Why I do that?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to gundam. You hear me lawyers nothing. So if you sue I'll have double of nothing.
A/n: the last chapter left off at a bad spot. I blame it all on my writer's block, so I skipped ahead a few days and I'm not going back. Now to steal one of my friend's favorite lines. Peace, love and be a gundam.
"I can't believe I said yes. Why did I say it? No thought, no sense. Just would you like to have lunch with me' and yes just like that. Why did I do that?"
"Because he's cute, rich, talented, need I say more?"
"He's also a great shot and he thinks on his feet." Pixie replied. " Now shut up Butterfinger and help me get ready.
"Its candy. Do you own anything that isn't black?"
" Yeah my marine greens. What's wrong with black?" pixie thought for a moment. "Well there is my cheerleading stuff."
"Not good. Well he did ask out a cat bugler, he shouldn't mind all that black." Candy held up an outfit for inspection. " Then lets shock him."
An hour later, pixie was standing in front f a huge office building wearing an outfit rarely seen this side of town. She had dressed head to toe in black. The top looked more like a sports bra and leather pants and a black leather jacket. She looked back at the motorcycle she had driven over there, and back at the structure. 'Here goes nothing."
She flipped her keys over her hand and shoved them into and back pocket. As the she walked thru the revolving glass doors and was greeted by the woman behind the desk there. Pixie walked over and before she could say a word the, sectery gave her directions to HIS office. What she was thinking as she rode up in the elevator was pretty simple. 'Why do they play should boring music these things?' (a/n for the future / is the chachter talking to themselves) /because they feel like it, dofis./
As the doors open, she stepped into a waiting room. A very large waiting room with a great view of th rest of the colony. The windows were made of an almost breakable glass that was tint so the no one could see was inside. On the wall opposite the elevator was a huge set of double doors. This was the only way out of the room, other than the one she had just came thru. So Pixie headed straight thru them and ignored the cries of the girl sitting behind the desk set to one side.
There he was. Talking on the phone about something that pixie didn't care to care about. Something about unrest in South Africa. But she didn't catch much because he hung up as soon she busted in the door.
'Ever heard of manners?' Quatre asked as the cat bugler sat down in the chairs on the other side of his desk. She just looked him in the eyes and that told all. 'Guess not. Do you want something?'
"na, I'm good for now.' She leaned back in her chair and looked for the first good time around. The room also had a nice view and in all it was just calming, like you could relax and take a nap. But that was not what she was here for. She looked at that the g-boy and held his eyes for a few moments. Pixie was aware that he was very nice looking and she couldn't explain why what he thought mattered to her. It was just a job, nothing she should feel sorry from. She was paid for not caring about anything. She broke eye contact and looked the other way. "Look what do you want?"
Quatre had noticed something different in her eyes that time, but he didn't say anything about it. Instead he moved some papers around he desk. This made Pixie a bit more curios, so she leaned forward to get a better look at what he was doing. After a minute of looking around his cluttered desk he held up what he was looking for. A single thin file. He held it out to her.
"This is what you're here for." She moved to take the file from him but he pulled it out of her reach. "You have a to agree before hand to keep this top secret." She nodded and he let her have the file. Inside were only two papers. One shot of an abandoned apartment building and the other was a blue print of the place. She looked them over carefully and noticed something strange with the picture.
"Why would a building that's been empty for years need a new salaite uplink?" She looked up at quatre and saw he had come to the same answer. 'Because its not so empty. But you knew that, why bring me in?"
'Why did I bring her into this. Maybe I haven't thought this thru.' He looked back at the girl sitted across from him. "Because I can't do it. The press pays attention every time I fall out of sight, and no one can know it was everyone who has anything to do with the Preventors."
"And here I thought you had nothing to do with that stuff any more. My, my I know some people who would love to get their paws on that little tid-bit of info." Pixie leaned back and looked over the blue prints quatre had given her. Quatre give her a look that said it really didn't matter who she told. Something said he wanted someone to know. "What does all this mean? What do you want me to do about it?"
" I want you to get inside and find out what they're up to, and report back to me." He waked from behind his desk and sat on the corner. There he waited for her answer.
The question wasn't too hard to think over. The whole thing sounded like it would be easy. But going into armed enemy territory wasn't something you do alone. She would need help and but she knew where to find it. The others would help out no matter it was. Before this thing could thing could go any future she needed to know what was going now. She said as much.
"Know all you need to know for now. After you finished with this job you may get some inside information." Quatre seemed think that was it and returned back it the piles of papers on his desk. Pixie had other ideas.
"How much do I get?" she asked completing processional. He looked back at her like she was crazy. " Look I just in on it. It being whatever this Preventor people do."
He looked like that was the last thing he thought she would say. He nodded. " Then let's think of this as a test." Than he remembered her friends back at her house. There was something up with the three of them. They weren't acting like it was any big deal when he showed up on their doorstep. In fact the guy there didn't even blink an eye when he told the Cat he knew who she was. Maybe they weren't human. 'Yeah and maybe Heero is a space man from the planet X. come on, just because they act weird doesn't mean they no human.'
"kay you got a deal." She held her hand out to quatre and he shook it. With that pixie left the office and never looked back. Her head was bent over the plans to the building she and the others would have to get in to and get out without being noticed, or at lest the people who saw them would never believe what they saw. Quatre on the other hand was worried about the reasons she had for wanting to join the Preventors. As for the job he had just given her, he knew he had nothing to worry about it would be done if it her. 'And let's hope it doesn't come to that.' On that note the blonde boy went back to his work.
(A/n: flash back any one) ~~~
The children who were trained to fight, not to show feelings or even concern from a fallen member of the team. This made them fighting on the training field. They moved with a grace that normal humans could not. This time it a wooded area on earth, in a small out the way spot. Here came the test for them that made them seem even more inhuman then they were. They were five and this is what pushed them over the edge.
A convict was let loose with a promise of freedom. He never got it. The children killed him without mercy or remorse. This was part of the training that would shape them into the soldiers of the future. Perfect killing machines that always followed orders without question. ~~~ When pixie got back to the house she already had it mostly planned out. But that's was she was trained for. Oz had done it to her. They messed with her dna so she was stronger, and faster than any normal person. It had been mixed with that of feline, giving the freaks of nature many uncanny abities. And they didn't stop there, candy, trained in different areas then pixie, still hadn't figured them all out. (A/n: here it comes the explanation for each of them. mind you its not every thing.)
Candy was the medic of the team, and that's what they were a team. Born and trained to perform their duties to the whole. Some of the best field techians and medical minds had donated to the program to create them. Who's dna went to who was deleted when the program had died after every group after the first had failed. The reason for this is unclear but something had happened that ended the program for good. The surviving group, the x- ones, had escape from oz control.
Brain was the ennier of the team. He could break down an engine and rebuild it before breakfast. The feline dna in him was that of a tiger.
Then there was Pixie, the leader and one of the pilots of the team. The other was somewhere out there. She could react faster in the copit than the best pilots could. The most promising young leaders and best and brilliant pilots went into hers. Behind the controls everything came naturally.
"hey guys we have work to do." Pixie shouted upstairs. As they come down with puzzled looks on their faces she grinned at them. "real work this time." She began to tell them what had happen at Quatre's office and she had planned. Both listened to everything pixie ad to say an added a few details in here and there. In an hour the whole thing was worked out to the second. In two weeks pixie would be giving Mr. Winner the information he had requested on his desk.
A/n: please read and review. I'm getting depressed over here. *Reaches for empty tissue box. * And I need to feel better. Soon things will get more intesing I promise just hang in there. And all the g-boy will get back together. Please note that this week I will be using flames to roast Releena over the open fire.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to gundam. You hear me lawyers nothing. So if you sue I'll have double of nothing.
A/n: the last chapter left off at a bad spot. I blame it all on my writer's block, so I skipped ahead a few days and I'm not going back. Now to steal one of my friend's favorite lines. Peace, love and be a gundam.
"I can't believe I said yes. Why did I say it? No thought, no sense. Just would you like to have lunch with me' and yes just like that. Why did I do that?"
"Because he's cute, rich, talented, need I say more?"
"He's also a great shot and he thinks on his feet." Pixie replied. " Now shut up Butterfinger and help me get ready.
"Its candy. Do you own anything that isn't black?"
" Yeah my marine greens. What's wrong with black?" pixie thought for a moment. "Well there is my cheerleading stuff."
"Not good. Well he did ask out a cat bugler, he shouldn't mind all that black." Candy held up an outfit for inspection. " Then lets shock him."
An hour later, pixie was standing in front f a huge office building wearing an outfit rarely seen this side of town. She had dressed head to toe in black. The top looked more like a sports bra and leather pants and a black leather jacket. She looked back at the motorcycle she had driven over there, and back at the structure. 'Here goes nothing."
She flipped her keys over her hand and shoved them into and back pocket. As the she walked thru the revolving glass doors and was greeted by the woman behind the desk there. Pixie walked over and before she could say a word the, sectery gave her directions to HIS office. What she was thinking as she rode up in the elevator was pretty simple. 'Why do they play should boring music these things?' (a/n for the future / is the chachter talking to themselves) /because they feel like it, dofis./
As the doors open, she stepped into a waiting room. A very large waiting room with a great view of th rest of the colony. The windows were made of an almost breakable glass that was tint so the no one could see was inside. On the wall opposite the elevator was a huge set of double doors. This was the only way out of the room, other than the one she had just came thru. So Pixie headed straight thru them and ignored the cries of the girl sitting behind the desk set to one side.
There he was. Talking on the phone about something that pixie didn't care to care about. Something about unrest in South Africa. But she didn't catch much because he hung up as soon she busted in the door.
'Ever heard of manners?' Quatre asked as the cat bugler sat down in the chairs on the other side of his desk. She just looked him in the eyes and that told all. 'Guess not. Do you want something?'
"na, I'm good for now.' She leaned back in her chair and looked for the first good time around. The room also had a nice view and in all it was just calming, like you could relax and take a nap. But that was not what she was here for. She looked at that the g-boy and held his eyes for a few moments. Pixie was aware that he was very nice looking and she couldn't explain why what he thought mattered to her. It was just a job, nothing she should feel sorry from. She was paid for not caring about anything. She broke eye contact and looked the other way. "Look what do you want?"
Quatre had noticed something different in her eyes that time, but he didn't say anything about it. Instead he moved some papers around he desk. This made Pixie a bit more curios, so she leaned forward to get a better look at what he was doing. After a minute of looking around his cluttered desk he held up what he was looking for. A single thin file. He held it out to her.
"This is what you're here for." She moved to take the file from him but he pulled it out of her reach. "You have a to agree before hand to keep this top secret." She nodded and he let her have the file. Inside were only two papers. One shot of an abandoned apartment building and the other was a blue print of the place. She looked them over carefully and noticed something strange with the picture.
"Why would a building that's been empty for years need a new salaite uplink?" She looked up at quatre and saw he had come to the same answer. 'Because its not so empty. But you knew that, why bring me in?"
'Why did I bring her into this. Maybe I haven't thought this thru.' He looked back at the girl sitted across from him. "Because I can't do it. The press pays attention every time I fall out of sight, and no one can know it was everyone who has anything to do with the Preventors."
"And here I thought you had nothing to do with that stuff any more. My, my I know some people who would love to get their paws on that little tid-bit of info." Pixie leaned back and looked over the blue prints quatre had given her. Quatre give her a look that said it really didn't matter who she told. Something said he wanted someone to know. "What does all this mean? What do you want me to do about it?"
" I want you to get inside and find out what they're up to, and report back to me." He waked from behind his desk and sat on the corner. There he waited for her answer.
The question wasn't too hard to think over. The whole thing sounded like it would be easy. But going into armed enemy territory wasn't something you do alone. She would need help and but she knew where to find it. The others would help out no matter it was. Before this thing could thing could go any future she needed to know what was going now. She said as much.
"Know all you need to know for now. After you finished with this job you may get some inside information." Quatre seemed think that was it and returned back it the piles of papers on his desk. Pixie had other ideas.
"How much do I get?" she asked completing processional. He looked back at her like she was crazy. " Look I just in on it. It being whatever this Preventor people do."
He looked like that was the last thing he thought she would say. He nodded. " Then let's think of this as a test." Than he remembered her friends back at her house. There was something up with the three of them. They weren't acting like it was any big deal when he showed up on their doorstep. In fact the guy there didn't even blink an eye when he told the Cat he knew who she was. Maybe they weren't human. 'Yeah and maybe Heero is a space man from the planet X. come on, just because they act weird doesn't mean they no human.'
"kay you got a deal." She held her hand out to quatre and he shook it. With that pixie left the office and never looked back. Her head was bent over the plans to the building she and the others would have to get in to and get out without being noticed, or at lest the people who saw them would never believe what they saw. Quatre on the other hand was worried about the reasons she had for wanting to join the Preventors. As for the job he had just given her, he knew he had nothing to worry about it would be done if it her. 'And let's hope it doesn't come to that.' On that note the blonde boy went back to his work.
(A/n: flash back any one) ~~~
The children who were trained to fight, not to show feelings or even concern from a fallen member of the team. This made them fighting on the training field. They moved with a grace that normal humans could not. This time it a wooded area on earth, in a small out the way spot. Here came the test for them that made them seem even more inhuman then they were. They were five and this is what pushed them over the edge.
A convict was let loose with a promise of freedom. He never got it. The children killed him without mercy or remorse. This was part of the training that would shape them into the soldiers of the future. Perfect killing machines that always followed orders without question. ~~~ When pixie got back to the house she already had it mostly planned out. But that's was she was trained for. Oz had done it to her. They messed with her dna so she was stronger, and faster than any normal person. It had been mixed with that of feline, giving the freaks of nature many uncanny abities. And they didn't stop there, candy, trained in different areas then pixie, still hadn't figured them all out. (A/n: here it comes the explanation for each of them. mind you its not every thing.)
Candy was the medic of the team, and that's what they were a team. Born and trained to perform their duties to the whole. Some of the best field techians and medical minds had donated to the program to create them. Who's dna went to who was deleted when the program had died after every group after the first had failed. The reason for this is unclear but something had happened that ended the program for good. The surviving group, the x- ones, had escape from oz control.
Brain was the ennier of the team. He could break down an engine and rebuild it before breakfast. The feline dna in him was that of a tiger.
Then there was Pixie, the leader and one of the pilots of the team. The other was somewhere out there. She could react faster in the copit than the best pilots could. The most promising young leaders and best and brilliant pilots went into hers. Behind the controls everything came naturally.
"hey guys we have work to do." Pixie shouted upstairs. As they come down with puzzled looks on their faces she grinned at them. "real work this time." She began to tell them what had happen at Quatre's office and she had planned. Both listened to everything pixie ad to say an added a few details in here and there. In an hour the whole thing was worked out to the second. In two weeks pixie would be giving Mr. Winner the information he had requested on his desk.
A/n: please read and review. I'm getting depressed over here. *Reaches for empty tissue box. * And I need to feel better. Soon things will get more intesing I promise just hang in there. And all the g-boy will get back together. Please note that this week I will be using flames to roast Releena over the open fire.
