. 'Iie, Iie!' She moaned her body-shaking all over. "Don't kudasai" She begged him as he stood before her, his face scowling.
"I own you wench so shut up." His eyes were hard as she trembled, merely fourteen and sold like an object at auction. "Demo, demo iie!" She pleaded as he inched closer to her, his cold hands skimming her body.
"Strip." He demanded harshly.
"I won't do that." She growled.
"You'll bring shame to your whole family. If you sleep with me I'll save your worthless village." He laughed harshly.
She backed away. "I'll find another way I'm not going to degrade myself with a baka like you."
His eyes blazed. "The sensei of your village knew my demands you idiot girl. He'd rather sacrifice you than the entire village. He does not care, he says you're troublesome." Her eyes narrowed as he closed in on her.
"IIE!" She delivered a swift kick to the Oz solider that rounded on her. She panted and ran for her life and never looked back. The village was slaughtered in a battle less than a week later, including Mako's parents. She took up the life of a pilot… This is what is sounds like when the doves cry..
Mako held her head, feeling violently ill, both from her nightmare, and whatever the heck that drug that had been injected into her. Her eyes misted. The whole village had died, because of her. She broke down dry sobs racking her body. She collapsed again into deep slumber.
Usagi and Duo
"How did the enemy get our position how did they know?" Duo demanded angrily as he used his scythe to slice through another troublesome enemy solider.
"I have no idea," Usagi sighed in exasperation, missing the two enemies attacking her from the rear.
"Usagi-san watch it!" Duo cried out in alarm. Usagi felt herself fumble for the cannon button. She didn't have to when another Gundam finished the job for her.
"Looks like you could use some help." A chipper voice called and Quatre's boyish face appeared on the screen.
"Quatre-kun!" Usagi called happily.
"You're getting careless Duo." Trowa chimed in, firing the cannon on his Heavyarms. "Guess I owe you one." Duo said in his usual lighthearted tone. Together, the four pilots managed to fend off the incoming enemy aircrafts.
"If this is just a taster I hate to see the main event," Duo told all of them casually. Usagi nodded in fevering agreement. "You're right, I don't know how they knew that we were coming, but they got the information somehow, and now we need to rethink our strategy." Quatre immediately took his place at Usagi's side, as was usual. Trowa came beside her as well, throwing distrustful looks at Quatre.
"Get out of the way you worthless pretty boy," he sneered.
"I have proven myself as much as you have," Quatre retorted.
Usagi sighed. "You're both very qualified, but right now I'm more worried about how we plan to penetrate the base. Treiz will have the whole thing guarded, I'm beginning to think the only way to get past him would be to have a distraction." Trowa in far from his usual manner volunteered. "That's settled then, I say we wait a little bit to strike, that way they'll think we might have given up." All nodded in agreement.
"Usa-ko are you sure this is the right thing?" Quatre's voice was a mixture of concern and love for Usagi. "Hai, Quatre-kun I'm sure it will work."
Quatre smiled broadly at you. "I'm sure you're correct as usual Usa-ko." Duo felt himself grinning at how apparent Quatre's undying love for Usagi was.
Trowa sighed agitatedly. "We have a mission to complete remember?" He reminded them all harshly. "You're beginning to sound a lot like Heero." Duo remarked. But in true Gundam pilot fashion, they all took off into the sky together, Quatre and Trowa closely guarding Usagi. It would take two weeks before they could strike, and Mako would be in very poor condition by that time.
Back to the base with Mako
Her hair lay limp and ragged. Her face was pale and she was freezing to the touch. Dried blood flaked off her, and she was caked with grim and muck. Her breathing was uneven, as if she as unsure whether she should keep breathing these life-giving breathes or not. She was worn and her health at the moment very unstable. She hadn't eaten for a long period of time, and taken in very little liquids. Her captors had injected different drugs into her system to make her more docile and obedient. They'd used several tactics on her to make her relent. She thought it might be better off if she just died. She coughed violently and blinked several times trying to clear her blurred vision. "Do you surrender?" Treiz asked her nastily. She glanced up at him, for once her eyes unfeeling, as if she'd had her soul sucked out of her body. "Whatever you say," she replied blearily.
He grinned. "It's finally working, those drugs are finally having the desired outcome! Soon Makoto Lei Kino shall be our very own WMD!" Treiz laughed as Miliardo watched.
"Don't get too cocky Treiz, she could still regain her own willpower, it's not wise to underestimate her." Miliardo cautioned.
Treiz sipped a cocktail. "What sort of moron do you take me for Zechs? I know this, which is why she'll have a steady stream of drugs in her system." Miliardo still felt a nagging doubt in the back of his mind, but decided it would not be right to question someone higher in rank than he. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew Noin would also think that Treiz's plan was ludicrous. Miliardo glanced at the very spaced out woman.
"Duo?" She asked suddenly, her eyes darted wildly like a hunted hart.
"So she calls out for her lover, this shall make the game board even more interesting." Treiz smirked as Mako's head drooped onto her chest.