Wing Warriors

Author Abby Ebon

(UnBetaed At -The- Moment)

Wufei stared at the large mind-specking wolf in amused bafflement. Jinni had insisted on being by his side something about "recording history" and "destiny". Jinni, while sounding feminine in his mind, had explained that 'she' was an 'it' as 'it' had been born neuter.

Jinni also had told him to "tell Sparky I'm not your partner".

Whatever that had meant, Wufei just knew that the Hawkbrothers' had one bird – or more, for a bonded.

His beloved Huang had found Jinni most annoying, sending up sparks when the kyree (the proper name for the giant mind-specking 'wolf' people) grew too near them.

She was also clinging to his shoulder. Wufei got the distinct impression she was jealous- she just hadn't told him why yet.

Wufei tensed when Darkstorm entered the room, and glanced up, his eyes suspiciously narrowed; they widened in sudden surprise. Darkstorm carried his swords. They were giving him his weapons back?

Wufei searched 'his memories' of these people- he came up black. He couldn't predict what would happen, because there had never been a situation alike to this one before. Wufei eyed the youth, even if the 'boy' was older then him self, he still thought of himself as the elder.

Even among the silver-haired men and women he thought himself more mature, at least when it came to facts and warfare. When they had transferred their memories to him, and likely received his in return- he knew they were innocent of the bloodshed of true war.

His honor would not allow him to attack those who were weaker then himself, and demanded he protect those who could not protect themselves properly. As much as he disliked the idea; he had bonded with Huang to protect them- or at least gain their trust.

"Um, what was her name?" Darkstorm asked, his tone soft, as he placed the swords next to him on Wufei's cot.

"Whose?" Wufei asked abruptly, dark eyes taking in the other.

"Your wives..." Darkstorm was carefully not looking at him; Wufei tensed, closed his eyes, and then tried to relax. It was as he had thought and feared- they held his memories as much as he held theirs.

"She preferred to be called Nataku." Wufei answered tersely, refusing to look at the other man; instead he ran his fingers though Huang's silk-soft feathers. He half-expected what Darkstorm attempted next.

In his Clan no one had attempted to touch him once he reached the age of ten. He had seen Duo work hard tirelessly to get them to accept his touch, a 'manly' hug, a friendly pat on the back, a handshake - those Wufei and Heero had accepted with a grudging acceptance.

Quatre and Trowa weren't as touch oriented as their American companion, but the occasional touch from them had also been learned to be accepted.

Out of those people, no one else had had any opportunity nor had made an attempt. Yet out of the corner of his eye Wufei glimpsed Darkstorm reaching out a hand sympathetically- likely to touch his shoulder.

"Don't." Wufei hissed, and Huang flapped her wings in empathies, sparks flaring at Darkstorm. The Hawkbrother's eyes widened and he backed off- quite quickly.

"Sorry…" Darkstorm murmured, and quickly left Wufei in peace. Wufei felt momentarily bad for the youth, he then shoved the feeling away; deciding to calm his high-strung nerves with meditation.

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The cat had a golden mask of fur covering its face, and startlingly intelligent blue eyes, that saw everything, peered from behind the tree. The cat's long coat was white, save for all four of its dainty paws and a fluffy tail- all of which was as golden as the sun.

Trowa followed Heero's gaze and fell into the cats blue eyes….

: I am Amensa, Trowa. The Sun God has sent this one to welcome the Star-Eyed's aids. : The Firecat murmured into his mind- much like Sartra had done moments ago, her words softly caressing, and soothing Trowa's turbulent mind.

: Aids? I don't understand…: Trowa found himself 'specking' back, the 'words' and 'meaning' echoing between them.

: It figures. I will tell all of your fellows… I am the Sun God's equivalent to a 'Companion': Amensa explained, absentmindedly Trowa knelt and the feline went to him, sniffing his fingers and licking her approval.

Trowa knew the last part of her 'words' had been shared with his fellow pilots. Through Amensa's brief contact with the others he felt their feelings- alike to when they mindspoke to each other.

He felt Heero's annoyance at so many 'companions' flocking to his fellow pilots. He felt Duo's amused concern at Heero- and Quatre's joy at finding his own Companion. Trowa, with Amensa on his shoulder, turned to see Quatre and his own Companion.

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Quatre was bonding with the twin-sister of Sartra, the Companion known as Senta had Chosen Quatre Raberba Winner...

Quatre's brilliant blue eyes stared into the Companion's unearthly ones. It seemed nervous as it 'sneezed' as if to get his attention even more, and dug at the ground.

He felt for a moment as if he was being judged and forgiven for every ill thought and deed in his life.

: Hello my Chosen, I am Senta. Duo's Companion is my twin sister…and with me you will always know Duo's heath and possibly his thoughts- if you both so wish. : For but a moment Quatre had thought this couldn't be, for he had done many terrible things, and not even a hour ago he had been prepared to destroy this world in revenge.

: Thank you…: Quarte felt the tears flow down his cheeks and went to Senta, hugging her great neck, and murmuring none-sense. Overwhelming and utter joy was directed at his Companion.

: I will protect you Chosen, always. : She assured him, and then nudged his hand. Quatre looked to the other pilots, the ever composed Trowa with a cat on his shoulder, the narrow-eyed Heero, and a cheerful Duo.

The sound of a cough echoed through their minds, and the cat with eerily intelligent eyes, nodded to the two Companions.

: I am Amensa, incase you were otherwise overwhelmed. The situation that led the Star-Eyed to bring you here has worsened. Contrary to your opinions, this concerns all of this world- not just Valdemar. In this I am the Sun-God's voice, and I will tell you all what has occurred. : This was directly put into the pilot's minds, her voice an authority, even to Trowa.

: Come, I must take you to your fellow pilot- he awaits you. Join hands, and be sure to keep touch. : At her command, the pilots glanced among each other- and Trowa grasped Quatre's shoulder.

Quatre looked into Trowa's eyes, and trusting what he saw there, put his arm around a skittish Senta. Sartra laid her head on her sister's shoulder, and Duo griped her mane. Heero with the eyes of the others on him grunted, and grabbed Duo's braid.

The Queen and her company watched, worried, and fearing the worst, as the four including two Companions and a Firecat, vanished.

AN: Thank you to everyone who reviewed and especially to Rael-Lirdu how gave me Amensa's name. It seems, with the exception of Jinni who has no gender (and yes, 'she' shall be joining them) all of the pilots' 'escorts' are female. Believe me I really didn't intend for it- it just happened, honest!