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Gundam Wing: A New Threat
By: timaru2003 (Revised by HeeroYuy1995, a.k.a. Matt-chan)
Chapter 7
Myth Island – Fuji Islands region, Pacific Ocean
It was five days after the last mission and the mood on the island was very relaxed. Matt and the rest of the Gundam pilots were on the beach, just having a little fun in the sun.
'Or sand,' thought Matt as he watched Jason and Hilde making out further down the beach.
"They've been at it for almost an hour," Relena said as she noticed the direction of Matt's gaze.
"Yeah, and I'll bet you five bucks that Jason passes out first," said Matt, smiling.
"You're on," she replied back.
"Hey, has anyone seen Tim or Heero?" asked Trel as she and Duo walked up.
"Nope, not a piece of hide or hair of them, and the same goes for Dorothy and Amy," Matt said, with a little concern in his voice, "…for the last four days."
"Ah, I wouldn't worry about it; their probably in a group make out or something to that effect," Duo chipped in with his trademark grin in place.
"Duo!" exclaimed Trel as she smacked him upside the head, "What a mean thing to say! Just so you know, I spoke to Dorothy the other day and it seems their all hard at work trying to make sense of the data we recovered, and Tim and Heero seem to be obsessed to complete it."
During this whole conversation, Relena had walked out into the water and had begun to swim when a dark form under the water rose up and leapt at her, it grabbed her and she did the only thing she could do: scream.
Matt and the others whirled around at the sound of Relena's scream to find her in the clutches of several frogmen. The whole group had just begun to move towards her aid when the sound of several guns being cocked made them turn around. Matthew dove backwards to his spot where he was lying a few minutes before and pulled out his twin Deagles from under the blanket and aimed it at the several men, dressed as OZ commandos, who where surrounding them.
Before anyone could speak, they heard, "Well, it seems we caught you napping today… such lousy form." Then Treize appeared with his usual air of smugness.
"So, you decided to visit us in person," Matt said, pointing his guns at a different commando every 5 seconds. "How splendid."
"I wouldn't be talking if I were you Mr. Miranda," Treize responded. "And please put down your weapons; you wouldn't want to be dying on this beautiful beach, wouldn't you?"
He growled as he unloaded the clips, slowly placed his weapons on the ground, and kicked it in the direction of Treize's boots.
Minutes Prior…
Tim had been staring at the same data for the past four days. With only about eight hours of sleep, and a quick Hollywood shower to see him through, he was slowly losing it. He, Dorothy, Amy, and Heero had been working on figuring out Osama's plan since they had returned to the island, but so far had little to show for it.
"That's it! Another minute in here, and I'm gonna loose it!" exclaimed Tim very loudly.
"I'm in favor of hitting the beach," Amy said.
"I second that," Dorothy added.
"Yes, I believe some rest should help us thinks a bit clearer," Heero spoke.
"Ok, I'll head down to the beach and let everyone know were still alive and coming to join them," Tim said as he began to move down the path to the beach.
As Tim approached the beach, he heard Relena scream and broke into a run. Sensing danger, he dove into some bushes that were around to beach and spotted Treize and his Commandos. He turned around and headed back up the path and ran into Heero, who was carrying a bag on his shoulders. Tim figured out why.
"The girls?" he asked.
"OZ hit the house with sleeping gas, I spotted them being carried to the beach," Heero replied. He then handed Tim a MP5SD and his PPK with a silencer attached to it.
"How did they find out about this place?" he asked, hissed.
"I don't know, but… shh, someone's coming," whispered Heero.
Tim and Heero ducked into the bushes just as Two Commandos came walking by. Tim motioned with his hands and Heero nodded his head and began to move further down the path. Tim pulled out his boot knife and stepped behind the second commando. He then threw his empty hand over the commando's mouth and slit his throat with his knife. The commando's partner, sensing the extra movement behind him whirled around and began to track his gun up at Tim just as Heero stepped behind him and snapped his neck with his hands.
Tim walked up to Heero's victim and pulled out his communicator and listened for a moment.
"They're recalling everyone to the beach, so we need to hurry," Tim said.
Heero nodded his head. They quickly move to the beach, hiding behind some rocks that were in earshot of the hostages.
"…what is this?" demanded Matt, ever aware of their dire situation.
"This," Treize motioned with his hands, "is our declaration of a challenge to you Gundam Pilots. You see, your families have no idea of what you are or where you are, so we thought that they should know. We even think that they should be on hand to witness your final defeat. Of course if you try to stop us, there could be… collateral damage. Of course, to make it fair, we decided to work our way down the list starting with Mr. Rau. His family should be surprised to find him alive, for the moment. And there is nothing you can do about it."
'And let me guess Mr. Treize,' Matt thought, 'I'm last on the list.'
Treize then took a step back and signaled to his men. They all activated a device on their arms and suddenly they all disappeared into glowing portals.
Tim and Heero ran to the stunned group. Matt turned to say something but Tim cut him off.
"We heard, but what does he mean collateral damage?" Tim asked.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling it's not good. I'm calling Une and I need you to find Osama's base. The location has to be in the data." Matt said, with a major tone in his voice.
"Our families…" Tim whispered as everyone began to head back to the house.
'What the fuck is going on?' Matt thought again. 'Some shit's about to go down, and it's gonna be bad.'