From Ice to Fire
CHAPTER 1
Patience
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"HEY YOU! I'M HUNGRY" furiously screamed the blond princess at the 3 boys in black, standing not far away from her.
"Shut up! you're in no position to argue!" shout back the silver haired boy who couldn't take her screams anymore.
Indeed, Cagalli Yula Attha, princess of Orb has just been kidnapped and tied back against a post in a hangar, where she has been screaming and yelling obscenities at her kidnappers for the past few hours.
The blond girl was used to kidnappings, but all abductions she has been subject to never really lasted, thanks to her unexhaustible voice and energy. However this time, she was astonished as none of her previous snatchers have lasted as long as the ones she was having before her eyes at this precise moment.
"I wonder how long this will last" questioned herself mentally, stupefied to realize that she was starting to feel exhausted for the first time in her kidnapping experience.
To her abductors' surprise, this tomboyish princess didn't seem to be scared or worried by the slightest. On the contrary, it was them who were starting to feel very unfortunate and regretful to be assigned on this mission that they accepted without much considerations.
"Who knew the princess of Orb would be such a pain" sighed the tanned guy as he motioned his blond hair backwards with his right hand, in sign of mental fatigue.
"And above all! She has no manners! How come a girl like her could be a princess? Oh EXCUSE ME! She doesn't even look like a girl!"furiously screamed the silver haired boy, who, after forcing something in his ears, was now starting to pull off his hair. Apparently those specially ZAFT made earplugs, that were supposed to protect their ears from extreme sharp noises, was of no match against the princess' vocal cords.
"What do you know about girls! I don't expect coordinators to understand natural beauty! You guys manipulate genes so much that even guys end up looking like girls, AND YOU'RE A PERFECT EXAMPLE!" stroke back the furious princess, lifting her head as high as she could, showing her kidnappers the tip of her nose.
"YOU... YOU NATURAL ..BTCH!" cursed the silver haired coordinator whose last drop of patience just evaporated as he reached for his knife with a trembling hand.
Despite that his headache was killing him, he swore to himself that he will never be tempted again when he hears the word princess. Due to this indulgence of his, over relying on stereotypes, he is now killing over millions of his brain and nerve cells every minutes he was spending arguing with this unbearable princess.
"Now now, stop it Yzak, you can't kill the hostage! The mission above all! Don't listen to her, she's obviously insignificant and screaming for attention, just like all naturals would do!" stated calmly the blond boy, barring Yzak's passage.
"That's more mature of you guys" agreed with relief the third boy, with green hair and gentle appearance, whose ears were more suited for subtle piano recitals rather than the noise pollution he was being forcefully exposed to.
"Mr. Jule what are your comments? Weren't you expecting to meet a pure and beautiful princess?" giggled the tanned boy, teasing the already steaming coordinator by striking his cell phone as a microphone in his partner's face.
"Dearka you Bastard!" screamed Yzak reaching for Dearka's neck with his hands with full grasp.
Offended by the blond coordinator, Cagalli shouted back: "And you! What makes you think coordinators are better? Aren't they supposed to be handsome after all those genes manipulations? What happened to you? I seriously wonder"
First openmouthed by the princess' stubbornness and then angered by her statement, Dearka, who was Zen and Nirvana calm 2 minutes ago, is now slowly entering eruption stage. As he put a stop in interviewing his teammate, he placed a shaking hand on Yzak's shoulder and whispered:
"After some serious reconsideration... Let's do it Yzak... let's make it fast and clean and show those natural bastards what we're about!"
"Come on Yzak, Dearka" begged the green haired coordinator, trying to appease the two.
"He will be here soon. I'm sure he'll find a way to deal with her! Be patient please!" pleaded Nicol, with eyes full of hope, blocking the way to his overexcited partners.
At this specific moment, Nicol was willing to sacrifice anything in the world for the appearance of their dear commander, before things turn out worse than it already was.
He could easily picture his two companions putting their threats into action, applying all the torture techniques they have learned back in ZAFT prep school on the person they were supposed to bring back alive, not dead...
"Ha! That bastard! We're in this trouble all because of him with his stupid ideas! And where is he now? He always leaves the shitty work to us!" yelled out Yzak like a lunatic screaming to the moon.
"Begging for help already?" laughed an amused voice coming from the dark side of the hangar.
"Finally!" Nicol realized with relief, lowering his arms from stopping the other two, who after recognition of the voice became unexpectedly calm.
At the sudden appearance of the newcomer, Cagalli curiously turned her head in his direction, ready to capture the person's physical aspect.
"So, the mastermind behind all this is finally showing up" she thought.
As the mysterious voice's owner walked out slowly out of the shadow, revealing his blue hair, emerald eyes and appealing face, the blond princess that was of a steaming temper just a while ago, is now thunderstruck with surprise.
"A-.. Athrun Zala!" pronounced the princess with a shattered voice.
Satisfied and amused by Orb's princess' reaction, the blue haired coordinator bent down on his knee to meet face to face with their honorable hostage.
"Long time not see princess... did you miss me?" questioned the handsome coordinator with a smile in the corner of his lips.
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