Sword Lady: Hello! Sorry it took so long to get this up. I had a lot going on at my house. Well, you can thank Shadow Cat 17 because if it wasn't my fear of her, than this may not have gotten up.

Lost

Chapter Three: Consequences

A soldier sat down by the computer console. It was the change in shift for the colony's data bank building. The building was dedicated to keeping track of all information about the colony including who had been there and what they had done. It was a marvel that the colony flaunted. A marvel that a braided boy and blonde haired boy needed to access. After being denied access when asked, they took matters into their own hands.

A small cylinder was tossed into the room. The two guards stood up but soon collapsed from the sleeping gas. After a moment, the gas cleared and Duo walked in with Quatre. Duo searched one of the guards . When he found a disk in one's pocket, he handed it to Quatre. Quatre inserted it into the computer and sat down typing.

"It's amazing that they can keep track of all this information." Quatre smiled.

"Yeah, and it's amazing that people keep coming here. They have to write down their life story just to get off the damn ships." They both laughed. Quatre searched for a Melody Maxwell. The screen came up with eight.

"Well, which one is she?"

"She's about thirteen and a half now."

"That narrows it down to her." The picture of a girl popped up on the screen. Duo stared. The girl had long dark hair that looked kind f bluish. Her royal blue eyes twinkled with mischief. A small smile played on her lips. She wore a blue denim newsboy hat. Her hair reached past the bottom of the picture. A braid started on each side of her head and seemed to meet in the back. Her outfit was just like his, only smaller. Around her neck was a large white cross. Duo's voice was breaking.

"That's her. Her hair used to be brown, but it's definably her."

"She's staying near the park, but it doesn't specify where." Quatre frowned and looked up the area. His eyes got wide. "The circus?"

"What?" Duo was caught off guard.

"She must be working for the circus. Yep. It's here in her profile. She works at the circus, that's why it didn't specify where she lived." He got up and motioned for the chair. "There is a photo gallery if you would like to look at it." Duo jumped into the seat and began to flip through the pictures. There were only a few, but he was grateful for them. After he finished, he returned to a previous picture and turned to Quatre.

"Is your sister short with short blonde hair?" Quatre turned to look at him surprised.

"Yes, but I didn't tell you that. Do you know her?" His voice was anxious. Duo shook his head.

"Nope, but Melody does." He pointed tot he screen. The picture was of Melody kneeling beside a large white tiger. Beside her was a small blonde girl by the name of Andrea Faye Winner. She smiled down at Melody with sad eyes.

"Andrea? She knows Melody?" They looked at each other and Duo grinned.

"Let's go pay our dear friend Trowa a little visit, shall we?"

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Trowa sat the bucket of water down by the fence. He looked up when he heard a laugh. Melody was playing with Tundra as Andrea sat on the fence rails and watched. He watched Melody. She was such a playful person. Life loving and carefree. It was not too long ago when he found her singing in bars for money. She'd had one preformance infront of a real audience, when Andrea met her, and everything else was the pits. She had mo memory of her past. She knew things like places and her name, but no personal memories. He'd brought her hear to get fer off the streets.

Hos eyes turned to Andrea. She watched her friends play with a smile. Yet there was sorrow in her eyes. It only showed when she watched Melody or when she would stare off into the distance when she was alone. Secrets. Trowa knew that whatever secrets she held,, they were hutring her. Although she said that she met Melody once and was taken by her, he didn';t believe it. There was too much hidden behind those soft eyes for it to be that. She had searched out Melody after they met because she knew something.

He walked over and stood beside who he knew was Quatre's little sister and watched Melody. Melody had to be Duo's sister. There could be no other truth. She looked like him, dressed like him, and in many wayds acted like him. Winner.... Maxwell..... It was not coincidence that they were together.

He leaned against the fance. It probably had something to do with those doctors. They were good at meddling in this sort of thing. Now it was time to test his thoeries. His eyes didn't move off of Melody as he spoke to Andrea. His voice just loud enough for her to hear.

"Some friends of mine are coming here in two days. Duo and Quatre." Out of the corner of his eye he could see Andrea catch her breath. "They are coming for the show. You said that you would preform with us that day. The boss is depending on your preformance, so don't back out." He walked away to go pet Tundra. Andrea stared at him wide eyed.

She was unsettled by him. He seemed to had figured everything out. She'd managed to keep it from everyone but him. He seemed to know that she didn't want to see Quatre, and yet he also seemed to be determined to throw them together. Andrea slid off the fence and walked over to the two of them. She spoke so that only Trowa could hear. "I'll be there. Why would these two people make a difference to me? They're your friends not mine."

She walked off alone. She would not let this get to her. She would be strong and not let those scientists rule her actions. Andrea leaned against the wall of a trailor. She knew that she was worthless, but she didn't need it to be shoved in her face. Andrea knew that Quatre would reject her. That's how life went, but she couldn't take actually being rejected.

Andrea sunk to the ground, head in hands. The things that she'd been told since she was a little girl all came rushing back to her. She was worthless. She had no value. There wasn't any way that someonelike Quatre could ever see her as anything different. The scientist tried to tell her otherwise, but she knew better. He was only right about one thing.

Her head raised and she stared off into the distance. Her eyes became clouded and there was a sadness seeping through them.The best thing she could do with her life, was protect his. That's exactly what they all had been told. Each one of them had their own reasons for doing it, and each one had it's own consiquences. Hers wasn't the worst, which she was reminded everyday, but it was her life now. She sat there thinking for a long time, not noticing if anyone lokked at her or said something.

Cathy walked out of the tent and ran into another preformer.

"Hey Cathy? Who's that girl over there? The blonde? She's preformed before, but who is she?" Cathy looked at Andrea.

"Her name is Andrea Faye Winner. She's a fifteen year old doctor and musician. A real prodigy." They all left as the boss called for them, the fifteen year old girl already out of their thoughts, save Catherine's. Something just seemed familiar about that poor girl.