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"I'm going to need some help when I reset his ribs. In this state, he will respond very violently to pain. Can you help me tie him down with cloth, tight enough to hold him but not too tight to hurt him. He has enough injuries as it is."
"Sure" came the reply, Quatre and Trowa set to work.
Meanwhile, Krystal took out her contacts, which gave her X-ray vision to examine Heero's bones. They were very badly cracked and a few were pressing dangerously on his lungs.
With deft movements, she typed all the data into the computer and estimated the angle she would have to move the bone as well as the strength needed to adjust it.
"We're done."
"Good," she answered as she turned to Heero.
The head nurse came in at the moment.
"Here are the packets you wanted. I've fixed them on a drip for you."
"Thank you," she said without looking up.
The head nurse help her insert the drip and before she left she said this, "I was wrong to say what I said just now. I forgot that you are a soldier too."
The head nurse looked at her with something close to pity in her eyes before she left.
"Hold his shoulders and legs down. We don't want him to move, she continued in the same unwavering tone. The boys quickly did as told as Krystal readjusted Heero's bone.
The process was long tedious. Quatre and Trowa were having a very hard time holding Heero down, despite the restrains. Krystal however was unaffected as she rests the bones.
Heero was literally moaning in pain and his face was scrubbed white due to the pain.
"Done" she said Krsytal finally as she wrapped bandages around Heero so that his bones will not crack. She had fused them together but there was only so much that her magic can do.
Quatre and Trowa collapsed on a near by sofa to rest.
"He's strong," commented Quatre who was seriously out of breath.
"Agreed" answered Trowa who was trying his best to maintain his composure.
Krsytal however remained unmoved even though there were times that she had to hold him down herself. There was not a drop of sweat on her forehead and she was calmly packing her things and taking out fresh bandages and some ointment.
"What are you doing," asked Quatre as she propped Heero on her lap. "Redressing his wounds, this ointment can speed up the healing process and prevent some of the minor ones from scarring."
They watched her work on Heero. Her touch was firm but tender. Heero visibly relaxed under her touch and fell into an undisturbed slumber. Colour gradually came back to his face.
"That settles it. He's going to be alright but I suggest that you keep him in bed if he ever wakes up until I return."
"Thank you so much." Krsytal merely smiled and packed up the last of her things. "If I don't come back, Carol should be enough to see that he gets back onto his feet."
With that she turned the doorknob to leave.
"Wait! Your arm... It's... bleeding."
"So it is. It'll stop soon enough. Meanwhile both of you could use some rest. He's gotten quite strong since I last saw him."
"You should have it seen to," said a very quiet Trowa. "It could get could get infected."
"Thank you for the concern but I'll be fine. I must get back before my husband really blows his top."
"If he always hit you, why don't you leave him?" asked a puzzled Quatre.
"Suicidal tendencies are a psychological problem. I happen to have it. Besides, I've made it so far, I can't give up now. Besides, you have more important things to see to. Peace is about to end very soon."
"What do you mean?"
"Operation Meteor."
They all fell into a stunned silence.
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Relena's mansion
"Lady Une, there is someone here who wants to see Vice Minister Darlian." Reported a soldier at the gate.
"Does the person have an identification?" The unmistakable click of a gun could be heard over the headset.
"Does this get me an entrance?" asked a cold unwavering voice. "It would be a pity to see senseless killing at the house of the advocator of peace now, wouldn't it?"
"You may enter," came the decisive answer.
"Lady Une" protested the soldier.
"She does not want to kill anyone. Let's not force her to do so."
"You are indeed perceptive. Treize did not make a mistake this time round." Muttered the intruder. It was however to soft to be heard.
She entered the building beneath the watchful eyes of all the guards and was guided not so politely to the lounge where Relena was having a conversation with Lady Une and Noin.
"Nice to see you up and about," commented the stranger as she chose a comfortable spot in the room to stand.
"Thank you for your concern but that is unnecessary," answered Relena confidently.
"Do you really need so many bodyguards to protect you from little old me?"
"Leave." Commanded Noin. "We'll take it from here."
"Hai" came the reply and the room was emptied except for Noin and Lady Une.
"Don't' worry. I didn't come to kill you. Just to bring your attention to something."
"What is it that you have to barge into my house at this hour?"
"Don't push it too much, Peacecraft. I am not one to trifle with. Stubborn, the whole lot of you. I think that Heero has been a bad influence on you."
"He is not and how did you know him?"
"That is exactly what I came to talk to you about. Heero's occupation."
"What about it?"
"There's a lot to know about it."
"For example..." questioned Lady Une. She was very interested in this information.
"Heero originally was nameless because he was taught to be a killer. Born in the middle of a war zone tied his fate to the harshness of war. His parents die before his eyes even before he knew that they were his parents.
His parents you see, were soldiers. They had been genetically manipulated at conception to be prefect soldiers thus explains why Heero is so adept at war. He is the product of two perfect soldiers thus should be quite a warrior."
"That does not mean he is a mindless killing machine." Protested Relena.
"Ah... But he was made into one since the day he was born.
Similarly for Trowa Barton. The rest of the Gundam pilots were not originally soldiers but forced into a war not of their doing.
They have other lives other than that of being a killer. Trowa and Heero are different. Their sole purpose in life is to live for war. Now you are disarming both the Earth and Space.
What is going to happen to these two and all those who are born to be soldiers? What can those who are nothing but weapons for a war do with their lives once war has been taken away?
They no longer have a purpose in life so they will create war again. I'm not saying these two but there are still other like them. They may not be as gifted but in large numbers can do as much damage as these two."
"They will wish for peace like the rest of the people."
"It is you who wishes for peace. Not them. Heero was born to fight. It is in his nature to destroy. If you take that away from him, he will have nothing left."
"He is very capable. He can find something else to do."
"What about the soldiers who have no other gifts than fighting. Are you going to tell them that it is their fault that they cannot find a place in this world? It's human to fight. Everyone does that. Even you."
"I don't fight."
"Oh? What do you call making speeches and trying to influence others with your total peace ideal?"
"That is not fighting."
"It is. You don't always have to use weapons to fight." That one statement left Relena speechless for one of the few times in her life.
"When you make laws, you are forcing these people to the brink of despair. You just cannot see it. If you encourage them, there will be fewer fights in this world. Why do you think those people tried to kill you?
They respect you but there is no other way they can make a living. You have pushed them to that state."
"Stop that. It's not her fault that that happened. She was a victim," argued Lady Une.
"Who's responsible, she knows herself. I came here to open your eyes. What you do with the information, you decide for your self. There is only so much I can say."
With those parting words, she left the mansion.
"Are you okay Relena?" asked a very concern Noin.
"I am right, aren't I? They all wish for peace right?" Lady Une and Noin had no answer for her because they knew what she had said was the truth.
This was why they set up the Preventers. There were soldiers who could not find any work in this world. Relena looked at their faces and saw the truth in those words. She looked sadly out of the window.
'Why does this have to be so hard?' she thought desperately.
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hope you like it... I am trying my best to make it longer so sorry if I have made it very confusing...R&R