Author's note: Yes, I know :sigh: another one to add to the collection, neh? Well, I have to admit this one will most likely be different from my others . I was reading a manga that I was really tempted to buy called Gunslinger Girl, which is very good by the way!
Summary: It wasn't supposed to turn out like that. It wasn't supposed to 'end' like that and it certainly wasn't supposed to start like this! Perhaps we should start from the beginning…
Note: This is a kind of crossover with Gunslinger Girl, plot wise only. There will most likely be no same characters from the story crossed with this fic. Image Gundam Wing mixed with that is all!
Also, the beginning was originally from a story of mine that was taken down called 'Pieces of Us'
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or Gunslinger Girl. If I make any songs mentioned in here, they are not mine either.
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Zero Down
By: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)
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The rain was pitter-pattering on the windshield, the dark clouds hanging low despite the chill in the air. Fog was beginning to roll in, the steam from sewer vents blowing into the gloomy day's small wind. People hurried to and fro, much like in New York City on it's rainy weather, either huddling under the many stores and building's lining the busy street or under dark colored umbrellas. Sometimes a small child would run along with their family, a bright colored yellow or pink umbrella over them or flying in the light breeze that was picking up every hour.
The black limousine that fit along with the weather and it's traffic with it's bleak colors of black and dulled silver rolled down the slick road, carefully making it's way to avoid collision despite the traction in the tires.
The Vice Foreign Minister had long ago exchanged the smaller pink one, less conspicuous in the public and to the assassins.
"Good luck on your speech, Miss Peacecraft." The chauffeur, James commented to the smiling youth that looked stern, ready to take on the political leaders of the day. Some political ambassadors were beginning to question the motives of the Preventers, frightened of the possibility that they were a terrorist organization themselves. "I'm very sorry for the inconvenience of the parking," He apologized, the building on the other side of the slick street. Cars and buses lining the curbs and streets were all blocked, a Saturday full of shopping sales people refused to miss out on.
"Don't mind at all, James." Relena Peacecraft commented with a smile as she took the hand of her bodyguard and got out of the vehicle. "It's perfectly fine." The rain hit the umbrella over top of her rather roughly, the sound like distant thunder in the woman's ears. This morning had been rather quiet; a silent hush falling over her household and her bodyguard, the ever-silent former Gundam pilot Heero Yuy, didn't help with the problem.
"Ready?" Her Preventer bodyguard of only less than a year questioned, holding the umbrella tightly so it wouldn't get the politicians classic, but still stylish business dress suit wet. Unruly and long dark brown bangs hung heavily over prussian eyes, covering but not lessening the intense gaze of Heero.
"Yes, thank you." She took the umbrella from Heero's hands, bidding a farewell to her driver and Heero followed. Turning slightly, Relena smiled a little bit at the sight of Heero in the rain. She tried to offer him an umbrella also but he declined with the firm shake of his head, she suspected it was because he liked the rain yet he still never told her why.
Turning her head back around to hear a sudden sound like a car zooming towards her, she stopped. Her eyes were wide and her body was frozen in place, water swirling around her high heel shoes as it searched for a drain pipes the splash down into. Two headlights shone on her, blinding her and paralyzing her at the same time. She felt like a deer as a car came speeding towards her, the driver unaware of the person as he continued picking up speed.
"Relena!" She heard someone shout as people in the crowd on the sidewalks screamed when they saw a teenage woman standing wide eyes, the crowd was also frozen in fear as they watched a young woman stand right in front of a speeding car.
They knew she was going to die.
A woman held onto her confused child in a tight embrace to cover her baby's eyes, shutting hers as well to hide from the image of the soon to be dead girl.
Brakes slammed and the screeching of tires was heard when the driver became aware of the person standing stock still in the street.
Relena felt something heavy throw her out of the way of the moving vehicle just in time and right before impact and fell roughly.
A loud thump was heard as the car hit the target, rain continuing to fall. In between two parked cars small steps away from the accident, she blinked in a daze and realized that she was safe from the collision. The noises replayed in the teen's head and Relena got up with wide eyes, wincing at the scratched and cuts she now held.
Her throat froze and her vision got blurry as she took in the site of the accident and quickly scrambled to her feet, slipping and her shoes following as the umbrella lay not far away, her hair now matted down. Her body shook as some people from the streets came to hold her up, not recognizing her as the Vice Foreign Minister at all.
The car had swerved and backed up traffic but none of that mattered when she saw what the car hit. Her breath hitched and she tried to get out of the people's grasps as she lunged for the limp body.
"Heero!" She screamed, the people not letting her out of their grasps while they tried to pull her to safety as she vainly tried to free herself.
TBC
