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Chapter 4 Complete confusion
A.D. preferred in having her fass frozen off than bitten off any day of the week. But even she had to admit there there was a limit on frost bite she was willing to get. She hopped down only to hear, "A.D. Death!" She turned around, "I plead innocent to any and all charges that are either filed against me or will be." Than she gave a nervous laugh that turned into a gulp when she saw him glare. Than he railed on her, "First the conferance when you think it's perfectly okay to go bizerk!! Than the incident that happened in South America!!"
"Ohhh yes your so very grateful that I saved your ass and everyone else's ass. Well except Chan. I really don't think they'd do anything to Chan. Remind me to leave you all so you all can screw each other over!" They began to keep their verbal spat. Duo whispered to Quatra, "I've never seen someone with so much guts take on Paul Ellens one of the ESUN members."
"I agree." Than pretty soon she began to yell in Russian and stormed off. Rio and Butch just rubbed the back of their heads, Rio looked at Lady Une, "And that is one of her minor tantrums." Butch added, "Yea. Nothing got thrown and no one got killed."
They all headed to the control room, "I want my sister back by any means neccessary."
"Don't let 'oss 'ere that." That all looked at a European Rebel, "All 'ebels know 'oss is kinda, trigger happy. She'll go there and blow the place to next Sunday. With 'veryone in it. So my suggestion is that you watch all words that could give her reason to go 'Happy New Years' again." All Rebels seemed to shiver at that thought. Lady Une looked at Zechs, "We'll get her back."
'Or at least try.' Thing was. She was dealing with a completely new element. Something she didn't even know. She looked at the Gundam Pilots, "Any ideas?"
"Death."
"What?"
"Get Project X in here and get her to talk." Rio snorted, "Let me paint a picture for you. Even if you dismembered her, alive, might I add, she wouldn't talk. The Russian Military and Blue Fang did numbers on her. She's immune to torture." Than they heard, "Okay who ever called me Project X is gonna get it. I have a name, either call me A.D. or Death, not the Prophicy, not the Wolf God, and certain as hell not Project X. Comprenday."
"And so it shall begun."
"Got somethin' to say you old shrew? Than say it already!"
"Other than I should have never saved you from the Ukrain."
"Than where would ya be at. Let me paint a picture, alright. If it wasn't for me, all ya would have been screwed a long time sooner. So can it." Rio looked at her as she took a seat, "What are you doing here?"
"Watching all ya morons fall on your faces. Than I'll laugh, than save the day." She made herself comfortable, and looked at them. Lady Une brought up the key element, "We think we have her tracked down somewhere in Russia." A.D. gave a snort, they ignored her, "Everytime they change the location it goes back into the Russian territory." A.D. smelled a trap. She looked at the map, "I'm suggesting we scout out these targets, get in and get out."
"You can't do that without being found out." Lady Une looked at her, "And I thought you were going to sit back."
"Not if they sic Hell Dogs on you."
"What?"
" 'And came from the darkness, Dogs of Death. Not alive, nor dead. They came forth to devore the sinners of mankind.' Meaning their in the middle. Rumor was flying all over that these were the first experiments to create morphers. Surely if the dogs could handle it, so could humans."
"And what does this have to do with our situation?"
"You honestly don't get it. Alright let me paint the idiot version. They see you, they gang up on you, they tear you to peices. They don't make it quick. Trust me, too many of my friends didn't make it to the next day because of those things.
"So what do you intend to do?"
"You figure that out. You lead the Rebels, you figure it out." Than a soldier came walking in and whispered something to Lady Une, she looked at A.D., "There's a call waiting for you."
"Put it through." There were three people fighting, more specifically shuving. She reconized the kid with all the scares on his face, the man with the balding head, and the girl jumping up and down on them both. There was only one thing that could grab their attention, and that was a sharp, ear peircing whistle. And when she did that the girl whinned, "Boss, we'd do nothin'!"
"How do I know it's you morons and not some clones that Drake and T.J. whipped up" They showed their I.D. numbers. Not even clones or copies would have them. It wasn't allowed. The girl said, "How'd we know it's you Moscovia." She flinched at her given name, the girl cocked her head to the side, "Did I say something wrong?" The girl began to look upset, "Boss don't get mad! I'm-"
"Bomber it's alright. My name would have gotten out sooner or later. It's not your fault."
"It's not?"
"Would I be saying it if I wasn't?" The girl shook her head. The kid with the scares across his face said, "Yup that's Boss alright. Calm one moment, raving mad and throwing a tantrum."
"Assasin?"
"Yes?"
"If you'd like to see another day after I find you, I suggest you can it." He gestered towards her, "See what I mean?" She flipped him off. He only smirked, "Theif?"
"Yes?"
"There must have been a reason why you tracked me down in order to contact me."
"Well, we have good news and some bad news."
"Spill already."
"Good news is, we were able to tract down the bitch. She's near our once beloved Moscow, before it got mostly flattened. The bad news, One Eye is still alive." A.D. shot up from her chair, "What do you mean she's still alive?"
"And to also go with the bad news, she also wants the bitch. Look I wish we could be more help."
"But I killed her I know I did!"
"Apparently someone didn't know what they were dealing with." She slammed her fist into the desk, denting the metal, "Boss?" She looked at the screen, "I want answers." Her voice had gotten so cold, not even Rio, Butch or anyone else she dealt with an a regular basis had ever heard. "I want to know why that bitch is still alive! After when she did to Gensi and the others!"
"Look we've tried to pin point her location, every time we do, she's on the other side of this dirt clod." A.D. glared, "You know as well as I do. She wouldn't run!"
"Apparently something is making her!" Than something hit her, "Where's River?" Silence was her answer. Theif said, "I didn't want to bring this to your attention, but since I have it." He held up a picture, x's drawn through all the people. She was circled with writing You will fall. And than they shall all fall. Like sheep. That chilled her to no end. She crossed her arms, "Your plan?"
"Stay hidden. That's what. Stay off the god forsaken radar."
"Than why did you contact me?"
"Well because we figured you'd better know, or else you really would blow a gaskit."
"One question."
"Shoot."
"How'd you morons live?"
"Easy. We jumped in the river. Not even those killer dogs could follow us." Than she spoke in Russian, "Where's the Old Goat?" He shrugged, meaning he was possibly dead. She sighed, "How many of you actually made it?" He shrugged again. "I see. How can I reach you?"
"We'll reach you." And he logged off. She bowed her head, she hadn't killed the person who had killed Gensi. As she thought. Worse yet, she was pressed for time. She knew once One Eye had the bitch, they'd all go to hell. She looked at Rio, he broke the ice, "Whose Moscovia?" She gave an aggrivated sigh, "Every female in my family had the name Moscovia. My mother, her mother, so on and so forth. I haited it, but my mother loved it. So I tolerated it. Until they died when our house collapsed. Killing everyone in it. Except for my older brother." She looked at him, "I was hoping to not expose more of my skeletons, but it looks like I have no choice. One Eye believes half breeds should rule the world. Not Purebreds like the RM and BF believe. One Eye is mentally unstable, she always was. But became even more unstable after what we doubbed the 'Purple Cloud' came down. She went nuts on all of us. Took pot shots at me. We excluded and exiled her from the UNRR."
"What?"
"Unified Nations Russian Rebels. We weren't the only group to believe they were a danger. All countries that were once apart of the Solviet Union saw through their fancy talk. Look long story short, you think I'm insane, she's about a hundred times worse. And if she gets her hands on the bitch, we're all screwed. So why don't you all just give me back my title, before more heads go on spikets? " She withdrew her swords and took a fighting stance, "I'll fight for it if I have to." Lady Une huffed, "Fine! You can have it!" She withdrew her swords, "Good. Nice to know. " She sat down and did the one thing she knew well. And that was to hack. Soon live images were on the screen. Duo had to ask the obvious question, "That isn't from a Preventer satillight."
"No shit Shirlock. That would be the peice of crap flying around us. What the hell." There were massive white spaces, she knew what they were. Rio leaned over more, "What are those?"
"Bone Pits, also called Death Pits. They toss the bodies of dead and dying morphers in there. To rot." Rio looked at her, "That was at the base I was created at. They want me back." She looked at him, "To finish what I started."
A.D. crashed in a room that had bunk beds, she could careless. As long as they didn't touch her, she wouldn't make a fuss. Much anyways. She felt the covers being drapped over her, she didn't react. She didn't need to. But she did say, "Your lucky I know it's you Blondie, or else your head may come off your shoulders." She sat up and stretched, bones popping into place, "How long have I been asleep?"
"About six hours." She looked in the door way, Raheb had worry lines in his wrinkled face. She raised an eye brow, "What?"
"I need to evaluate your current condition."
"Why?"
"Because you went Bizerker three times in the past month. Your pushing your limits and I want to make sure that you're not straining your body."
"Just another excuse to poke and prod at me." She walked out, refusing to be bullied into something. Raheb just gave a sigh, "A.D. for you. She refuses to acknowledge that maybe one of these days, she'll not be able to calm down enough and be stuck or even worse. Not even make it. When you spend time around A.D., you'll see how bull headed she is."
A.D. sat on the cat walk looking at her Gundam, 'Everything just had ta go to hell, didn't it?' She was brooding, and angry to boot. Nothing was going her way.
They all had a manditory pow wow, well except for A.D.. "Let that Phyco do what she pleases!"
"Duo calm down!"
"Let hell I will! I survived the wars only to be killed by this nut job!" Quatra put a hand on his shoulder, "She's not going to kill us all."
"Q. I don't know if you have a thing going for that Time Bomb, but I suggest you keep your attentions on your lover boy." Quatra rolled his eyes, he could see past all the phyconess and see the true her. She was tired of fighting, and all she wanted to be was, to be left alone. But she couldn't until her mission was complete. This cold front she put up in front of everyone wasn't her true disposition. Quatra sighed, "If we keep fighting with her, we're only going to screw ourselves over."
"Working with that onna, is like sentensing us all to death. It's a guarentee." Rio and Butch just remained quiet, they knew the truth. "Can't you see she's trying to help us! But we're so stuck in our 'fantisy land' that we can't see what she sees! She wouldn't be in the condition she's in if we believed her!"
"How do we know she wasn't playing this out? Making herself look better?" Rio snapped, "Like you would know! You're from L5! You're always trying to make you're selves look better! You're just trying to create doubet so people will stop following her! You-"
"Enough Rio." Heads snapped towards her, She had her arms crossed and she had on new clothes, "Boss-" She flipped him off, "Red Felcon. Bag."
"What?" She rolled her eyes, "In Red Felcon there was a bag. That had clothes in it. Simple enough for ya?" She looked at all of them, "I'm not as phyco as most people claim. I'm just clever." She held up a vid disk, "Boss what is that?"
"Education."
"Boss-"
"It's my past."
"WHAT?!"
"They need to see why I'm as screwed up as I am."
