1 Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing but I own a few characters in here. ^_^



1.1 Five Pilots and a Girl

By catnips_ph



2 CHAPTER FOUR

Lysa was in the ICU in one of the military hospitals in another colony. She looked at her friend Jane who was hooked up into lots of tubes. She can't really blame her. Jane was fighting for her survival. Deep in her heart, she knew she couldn't hate the Gundam pilots because they were fighting for freedom and oppression.

It had been ten days since the incident when they managed to destroy the Winner Empire. It was a battle she can't really forget. It showed her the harsh reality of war. She lost some of her friends. Steve, Aya and Jeff. They were killed by the Sandrock pilot. And Jane. Well, she isn't that too unlucky. She suffered a coma and doctors can't tell when she will wake up. Or if she will ever wake up. I mustn't cry. I have to be strong and avenge my friends death. But how? The Oz must be stop. I need to locate the colony where my parents are. I bet they are doing something to stop this insanity!

Nadia and Kenji managed to escape but are in sickbay. Lysa secretly brought them flowers. Though they were not so nice on her, it was one way of showing her goodbye. She decided to escape the Oz forces. She must at all cost.

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"Are you sure that's her?" Duo asked, eyes narrowing on their target.

"Yes. It's her in this picture."

"I don't know Heero. She looks more beautiful in this picture. That girl over there looks devastated." Heero smacked his head. "Ouch Heero! What the hell did you do that for?"

"Just concentrate on the mission you baka!" Heero almost shouted. They were outside the hospital and were carefully following their target.

"I still don't know what Dr. J wants with her, you know. I mean, does he wants us to kill her?" Duo mused.

"Our mission is to bring her to him Duo. Nothing else."

"Good. I don't want to kill her."

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Great! Someone's following me. Lysa muttered under her breath.

She tried her best to outrun them. She headed for the market place where there are plenty of people.

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"Shit Heero. I think she knows we are following her. She's good. Who is she? Is she an Oz soldier or something?"

"Dr. J didn't tell me. He only said her name was Lizzy Simons. She might be dangerous considering he sent two pilots to kidnap this girl."

"I believe you are right there man. Fuck! Where the hell did she go?"

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She rounded a dark alley. She sighed deeply. That was too damn close! What the hell do they want from me?

She started to walk away but stopped when she saw two shadows towering over her. She tried to run as fast as she could but one of them flipped over and landed in front of her. She was trapped!

She quickly drew out a gun and pointed it to a young man?

She was surprised to see that her stalker is a young boy. Probably just two years older than her. He was fast. He had also managed to point a gun at her. The young man gave her a death glare and she felt herself shivered.

"Hey! Easy on her man!" The other came to join his companion.

Lysa was surprised to also find him so young. Looks like the Oz are developing more teenagers to become assassins! Curse them!

"What do you want from me?" she dared to ask. Before she even blinked, the boy managed to disarm her and twisted her arm.

"Geez! You don't have to handle her roughly!" cried the other boy who tried to take her away. As he did so, she managed to get away. "Hey!"

But not too quickly as her captor once again pinned her down on the ground. That definitely hurt! He sprayed something on her that made her dizzy. But before she falls into unconsciousness, she heard the boy with a death glare said, "That is what you get when you go soft on your prey, Duo."

Then everything went blank.





(TBC)

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Author's Notes:

Lizzy Simons is actually Lysa Torentio too. You'll find out why I've changed her name again in the next chapter.

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