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Zeimer stood before 2 huge portraits. One of the men in the picture was a long- bearded elderly man, once well known and a powerful politician, Roberto Peacecraft. His gaze shifted to the portrait next to him. This man is quite elderly as well, with shorter white beard and has a sad atmosphere to him despite the hard and stern expression he wore.

Looking at the picture made Zeimer realize just how similar did he feel deep down inside to this man. He hung his head, "You have been gone for a long, long time..."

Footsteps were then heard. Zeimer looked over his shoulder and saw Odin and Pierre walking side by side towards him.

Odin, with his scruffy face, buffy built and very tanned skin, was wearing a green military-like shirt with matching camouflaged dirty green pants with heavy, shiny boots, he looked every bit the ex-millitary soldier he once was save for the now obvious wrinkles around his eyes. His once dark brown hair is now bleached heavily on the sides of his face. The fierceness of his face was probably given by the ever present cigar and scar across his left eye. Scars scathed around his body mark his experience and adds to the effect.

Beside him was a pleasantly elegant Frenchman with long, sliky blonde hair which runs down his waist, tied neatly with a piece of white satin cloth with a nice fragrant about him. Could that be due to the fact of his French heritage or his own weird hobby of keeping himself ever clean like a woman, Zeimer could never be sure. He wears a white lab coat, pair of glasses and always seems to be wearing something white – even white socks and shoes. Tall, slim and pale, he didn't look anywhere near as deadly as Odin is but Zeimer knew better – this man is as deadly a killer as Odin Lowe is.

"Good morning." Pierre greeted.

"You're up early, Leo." Odin said puffing smoke from the cigar stuck between his teeth with a sling across his shoulder.

Zeimer smiled gently, "The same could be said for your smoking habit, my friend. How's that wound?" He asked with a gentle look in his eyes.

Pierre readjusted his glasses, "Like any old men, he's as stubborn as a brick falling, refusing to defy gravity when he can..."

Odin sweatdropped. "Just cos I'm a few decades older, don't give you young uns' the excuse to disrespect me, you know." He puffed yet another dose of smoke.

Zeimer can't help but sincerely grin at the sight before him. Then, he felt the presence of yet another. "Good morning." He greeted. "I hope you ladies slept well last night."

From behind the pillars of the great hall they were in, Dorothy and Hilde emerged. Both women had extreme caution on their face. But despite that, showed no fear at all.

Dorothy was the first to speak up, "Kind of quiet in here. No guards at all. Low budget?"

Zeimer's serene face was then transformed into that of the dictator's in a blink of an eye. "We don't need any guards for our cause. I will tell you this: it is much safer for you to be in here than out there. The exits are unlocked. If you wish to get out of here, you may but, your safety will not be guaranteed and as a friend of yours, I have no intention of hurting the loved ones of my friends who once protected me."

"That is some talk coming from a traitor." Dorothy chirped. "What makes you think the Preventers, Earth Sphere Alliance and The Colonies will not be on an uproar and come attacking you right here right now? How does that make us the safe prisoners, hm?"

Zeimer then advanced a few steps towards them. "My dear Dorothy. I couldn't have expected any less of the daughter of the aristocrat Catalonia family." He said sweetly, stopping 5 paces away from the 2 women. After some thought, he smirked. "Very well then, if you could follow me this way, you will soon understand as the rest of the world would. And the reason why I am so confident in myself..."

With that said he brushed past the 2 and started towards the door. Odin and Pierre then followed their leader, prompting Hilde and Dorothy to follow suit.

Wherever they were, Zeimer's stronghold was like a medieval castle with a touch of modern interior designing. The walls looked like huge chunks of rocks instead of bricks, flags and familiar crests decorated the walls of halls and corridors, a chilling quietness made the place look almost haunted and what Dorothy mentioned earlier and was confirmed by Zeimer himself – no guards.

"How are you so sure we won't escape?" Dorothy asked.

He kept walking, "Even if you did, it won't make any difference to me."

"And what if we tried killing you? How are you so sure we won't?" Hilde asked but quickly shuts up and regretted saying that as Dorothy flashed her a dirty look which read as, 'you bitch, you want us to get killed!' across her face.

At the last question, Zeimer stopped and looked back at them, "I was really looking forward to it, honestly. I don't THINK you will attempt killing me, I KNOW from the hate running through your veins that you will do it." He said. Dorothy could have sworn she saw a glint of sadness and loneliness in his eyes. "But, I am prepared for it." He smiled.

Hilde tore her gaze away from him, "And where's Cathy!"

Zeimer sighed, "I have no idea. She wasn't with you when Odin and Pierre came collecting you 2." The 2 women didn't look convinced. "Look, I don't expect you to be nice to me at all. But, I am just about through with this interview and I have an announcement to the whole world to make. So, if you could spare me from further questions..."

He turned around and opened a huge door with a shove. Inside, was a well furnished room with a high ceiling, flags of various crests hung down, a massive chandelier hanging right in the centre of the what seemed like perfectly square room. At the end of the room was a podium of sort with a crest similar to that of the Peacecraft's, sandwiched by 2 long windows which was overlooking a garden on the outside.

Hilde was quite amused by the old fashion-ness of their captor. She felt as though they were sent back through time to the olden days of Europe! She let her eyes roam free to check the whole room out. Though her fellow prisoner were quite disinclined to follow her lead, having been from a rotten rich family who used to own a country!

"Hey, Dorothy, there are loads of Peacraft's crests here, isn't there? Not to mention portraits of that family. What does Zeimer have to do with them?" She whispered.

Dorothy kept herself composed and looked on as Zeimer ascended to the podium. That was when she realized that the 2 men have vanished.

A camera was then lowered from the ceiling and stopped just a few feet away from Zeimer. It stared back at him at eye level. He cleared his throat...

Relena was in the 'morgue', reading her foundings at a desk in front of a pc with the cold body of Heero Yuy right behind her. Both she and Sally have been trying to work on the bacteria/virus- she couldn't quite tell as its characteristics resembled that of both; the whole night through.

She took off her glasses and laid it on the table after reading the final thesis from Sally and started massaging the bridge of her nose. She was very thankful that she spent an awful lot of time with Sally. Thanks to her, Relena has built up this interest in medicine and although her knowledge in this whole thing is not as vast as Sally's, it would at least suffice in this kind of research as it wasn't her first time working together with Sally anyway.

She looked behind her and sighed. She has been with him the whole night through, once or twice feeling as though he had woke up or suddenly disappeared as she intently researched his death cause. But no such thing happened – he was definitely dead.

She stood up and walked to him and caressed his cold, pale cheek. Never before has she seen him this pale before. She traced the curves of his face with the tip of her finger. He was still the most gorgeous thing she has ever set her eyes on even in death. Why did it take them this long just to be together?

"Heero..." her voice croaked, even she was surprised at the sound; and cleared her throat. "Honestly, I don't know what to feel." She confessed, realizing how crazy she must look. She sighed again.

"But if I am to put it into words... I must say, I am delighted because you are finally with me and I can freely be sincere, my heart feels heavy, filled with sorrow because you are gone," her mouth began to quiver but continued in barely a whisper,

"Disappointed because you kept running away," she sniffed as her eyes were clouded with unshed tears,

"Regret..." she squeezed her eyes shut and the tears dripped to his face, her hair too, cascading down to his face, "for not believing you..." her fingers quivered as she touched his lips "And anger... at myself... for still loving you..." She then sobbed her feelings away. "Heero, you bastard!" She cried, frustratedly banging her fist on the side of the bed with the other hand covering her mouth, whirling around, giving her back to him.

Suddenly, the door burst open and Zechs came in. Relena can't stop sobbing and Zechs noticed something else aside from her tears. There was something unusually shiny on her finger – a ring.

"Relena..."

Relena pushed past him and ran out the door. He didn't even make the effort to move. It was as though he was rooted to the floor. He reached for the doorknob, trying to shut the door without having to look inside but somehow, he did just that: looked inside at the face of the dead perfect soldier.

He was about to walk into the room when...

"ZechS!"

Alarmed, he ran out of the room, running to the source of the voice. He saw Noin rounding a corner and dashing after him as though a killer was hot on her tail. He embraced her as he ran into him. She then wriggled out of his grasp and grabbed him by the arm, "You have GOT to see this! Come on."

To be continued...

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