Gundam 00: Phoenix
Questions and Answers
Thar Desert, February 15, Phoenix Carrier
The Phoenix had begun to get off the ground, its engines coming online, and still it was too slow, at this rate they would be pummelled into the ground before they could get to safety.
"Hull integrity at seventy-five percent and dropping rapidly, sealing off sections one and thirty-eight to contain the fire!" came a shout from someone in the bridge as shells continued to rain on top of the Phoenix.
"Status report on our people in the field." Wesker then spoke out in a serious no nonsense voice, which demanded answers immediately.
"I've lost all contact with both the Variant and Zesus in the field, either they've been destroyed, or something is interfering with our equipment," Kail said back to him as the force of another shell landing nearby rattled the ship.
"And the Aces?" Wesker then asked, he had no time to wonder what happened to them, only about the things they still had contact with, he would worry later.
"Teller confirming one position destroyed, but they're requesting permission to fall back along with every other squadron out there. Seems like they've stirred up the hornet's nest and there's just too many to swat out of the sky."
"Well, tell them to just outrun the enemy and lead them away as far from the ship as possible, we can't afford to get caught up in another aerial battle."
"Roger that."
Wesker then turned to Cray. "What's the status of emergency lift off?"
"V.T.O.L systems coming online sir, engines two and three seem to be working at optimal efficiency and are online, running diagnostics on engines one and four," Cray responded back to him through the sound of the constant bombing.
"Cease diagnostics, get the engines online now, we've got to get moving!"
"But sir if I-" Cray tried to protest before being cut short.
"Just do it you can worry about it later, we don't have time for such nonsense!" Wesker then shouted his voice echoing through the bridge and seemingly drowning out the artillery. It was enough to cause Cray to shake slightly, seemingly afraid of his superior.
Cray then nodded his head in obedience. "Understood, ceasing diagnostics and getting engines one and four online!" he replied, hesitantly. Breaking protocol was difficult and concerning.
"Kail," Wesker then called out. "What's the situation with the Drei and the Lancaster?"
"They're in combat with four GN-Xs and they're getting beat out there. They're, oh that's not good one bit!" Kail then suddenly jumped out of his seat staring at the image on his screen showing a GN-X ready to plunge its saber into the Drei, another was holding it down from escaping. "C'mon break free gril, we didn't recruit you to die this fast!" He then shouted slamming his hand on his console.
Wesker quickly wiped his face with the palm of his hand. If they lost the Drei they would lose a key essential part to the team and upcoming missions where they needed to disrupt enemy communications.
There was then a flash of brilliant light on the screen Kail was looking through.
Wesker instantly knew what had happened as he turned to face the screen, and he was quite surprised that the Lancaster and Drei had received aid from the least likely source as the True GN Drive mobile suit came into view.
"Celestial Being," he then muttered slowly, "So you weren't all destroyed after all," he said as the ship slowly rose into the air and began to escape from the relentless barrage.
Thar Desert, February 15
Both Daveral and Nena could only look at the Virtue. Its untimely appearance to the scene, the sparking green particles emitted by its true GN Drive only caused awe.
"That can't be Celestial Being. I heard that they were all destroyed by the end of Operation Fallen Angels," Nena heard Daveral comment as if his eyes were deceiving him.
A second later communications between the Virtue and the rest of the mission became connected.
"I truly doubted that you had actually survived from what reports said," Tieria said to Nena his face appearing up on her screen his helmet tinted so that it was near impossible to see his face. "But I guess this proves me wrong."
"So why did you come down here?" Nena responded with a grunt of pain as she continued to bleed. "Was it to actually save us?"
"Not after what you've done," Tieria said back to her coldly. "You both happened to be in my path as I made my way down." He then paused before he continued. "The real reason I'm down here is to know why acts such as this are happening. Don't you know this has escalated beyond what previous events?" His voice rose slightly near the end.
"Well, you'll have to ask the captain, if you want the real answers," Daveral then said before he then turned over to Nena. "We better get you back to the ship, you're in no condition to fight," he said expressing his concern over her injuries before once more talking back to Tieria. "You might as well come along; I'll let the captain know that you're with us." And in that instance the Lancaster began returning to base.
"Haro, can you take over for me?" Nena asked it as she lay back in her seat holding her injured arm, luckily no where vital had been struck.
"Roger, roger," it replied back to her happily as the damaged Drei then began to follow close behind the Lancaster.
"Daveral," she then began with breathing abit heavier than usual. "What about the others?"
"There's nothing we can do to help them," he replied regretfully to her. "They're on their own, if we go out of the way to rescue then we risk being left behind as well," he continued. "The Phoenix is getting airborne, and-" he paused and suddenly the Lancaster turned around to see the Variant making its way towards them.
There were crackles of static coming from the Filvery as it tried to get in contact with them all before then a garbled response came through.
"Fli...He didn't...EMP messed with our..." was what Nena could make out before the communications ended.
"Helana, if you can hear me we're heading back to the ship, and make sure you be a considerate guest to our friend here," Daveral said pointing towards the Virtue. "Without him we'd be probably dead."
There was no reply as the Gundams made their way back to the Phoenix in total silence.
The Aces continued to scream through the skies outrunning their foes with their lighter, more aerodynamic frames and powerful engines, but still the enemy let chase.
"So how far do we go out before we return back home?" one of his squad mates asked Willard through the roar of the engines, working at full capacity. Willard could barely hear anything through the noise, taking him a few seconds to respond.
"Until we lose all of them," he replied back to the pilot as he looked to still see Flags and Enacts not too far behind them still in pursuit on his sensors. They were going to inevitably outrun them, but could they get out of missile range?
A warning light then blared inside of his cockpit alerting him that he had been locked.
"We've all been painted, sir!" someone then stated shortly after Willard had heard the warning system. On his screen all fighters were showing warnings of a missile lock.
"Pop countermeasures and take evasive action!" he immediately instructed back as chaff could be seen being deployed from the port-side of his aircraft.
Right behind the Aces were numerous detonations as the missiles went after the decoy flares, but still missiles broke through, forcing the Aces to take evasive manoeuvres, spreading out and starting to climb or dive.
Still being locked by a missile, Willard pulled back on the controls, pointing the nose of the plane towards the sky the warning lights still going off like a broken record.
The warning system then stopped as he saw the missile overshoot him from underneath and continue flying through the air. Getting clear, he began to regroup with the rest of the squadron. Not only had they outrun most of the missiles but they had managed to outrun the opposing enemy mobile suits in the process although a few of the Aces had been shot down but most were just stragglers from the previous squadrons, his Death Wings and Teller were still full intact and that was all that mattered, two fully serviceable squadrons with veteran pilots. Sill that did not mean he did not feel remorse, especially for the new guys.
"I've think we've lost them, I'm not picking them up on sensors anymore," someone stated with a sigh of relief.
"We'll continue out for abit before we make our way home, I just want to make sure," Willard then told everyone as the Aces followed his lead, only a bit further and then they would be allowed to turn around and head back home.
Thar Desert, February 15, Phoenix Carrier
Nena sat in the hanger bay's medical room with a frown as the onboard medical officer was finishing up tending to her arm. It hurt, but at least it would not get infected.
There had been no severe damage, just several long gashes along the forearm and slightly above. This was the first time where she had actually sustained any sort of injury that involved her needing medical attention since rarely did any blow land close to the cockpit.
"Alright you're good to go, just don't do anything strenuous for with that arm and keep those wrapping around your arm on till we call you back her to check up on it," the medical officer said to her as he got up and exited the room.
Daveral then walked in checking to see if she was okay.
"So Nena, how are you feeling?" he asked her kindly with a hint of concern.
"Better," she said rubbing her newly wrapped arm and winced when she moved it slightly.
"Good to hear," he replied. "Well, you better get back to your room and get changed. Captain is probably going to come down here to meet the pilot of the Virtue and then probably he's going to give talk to us after. I doubt he'll enjoy hearing what happened to Flint." He then left the room and signalled for her to follow.
She quickly got up and followed him. As she went along she looked to see the no one had taken a step near the Virtue, but looked at it from a distance as she looked to see Tieria get out and stay near the Virtue.
Maybe if she spoke with Tieria, once the captain had spoken with him, she would know what happened to Setsuna and the Gundam Meisters others. She wanted to know what actually happened to Setsuna, part of her still wanted him due to his reckless nature, and another out of curiosity. She just had to know in the end as she entered the lift and up towards her room.
Thar Desert, February 15, Phoenix Carrier
Tieria kept his helmet on and the visor tinted so that no one this ship would know who he was aside from Nena who had already seen him before.
Keeping the Gundams a secret was no longer a problem with all the events that have happened, but he wanted to keep his identity hidden away so no one would know anything other than he was the Virtue's pilot unless Nena had told everyone who he was. Then there would be a problem.
The captain of this ship was coming down to meet him in person, and soon he would find out what this conflict was truly about and where these Gundams came from, along with their copied and modified GN Drives.
After several moments he saw a man dressed in a leather jacket and sun glasses come down from an observation post in the hanger and towards him.
"So you're in charge I presume," he asked looking at the man.
"Indeed I am," he replied with a small smile. "I never thought I would encounter anyone from Celestial Being during this conflict, it's been awhile since I've seen anyone from the organization."
"Are you saying you've met with Celestial Being before?" he asked curiously maintaining his composure, although a bit of him was angry that Veda never mentioned anything about this.
The man gave a light chuckle. "So there was nobody left from the Siberia incident to pass on what truly happened, just as I had hoped. Not that I enjoyed doing it."
"And you played a role in it?" Tieria said tightening his fist which formed from the man's words. "They just said it was major accident which caused the destruction of that base."
"Me and my men did it, there was no accident," he said slightly amused by Tieria's stance. "You ever wondered what happened to most of the personnel in that base, well you're looking at them."
Tieria kept his stance, though he was a little shocked. How could something of this scale happen?
"So that explains why you were able to create those GN Drives, but how did Veda not manage to file a report on this?"
"It was because of me," A man beside the captain said. "I hacked Veda and erased us and everything related before you were out of the incubation chamber you were created in. I know who you are but, I won't go risking your name, just to keep you and Celestial Being happy," the man then stated. "Veda is still just a machine, if intelligent, and no matter how hard you try there will be faults with the system, which you obviously experienced firsthand."
"So I assume you must have abilities similar to mine," Tieria then responded still keeping his helmet tinted so no one could see his face in case this information gets off board.
"Like the captain would let us get off this ships without keeping an eye on us," someone whispered to the person beside them.
"Fred, shut up, if the captain wants secrecy we give him that don't let your big mouth screw us over, alright," the man then retorted quietly back to the man.
"Well, anyways, it doesn't mean I know what you're thinking or saying in your mind, different Quantum Brainwave levels," the man he was previously listening to then answered his questions after letting the two men realize that everyone had heard them.
Tieria's mind gave a sigh of relief; he could keep his thoughts to himself. He then moved onto his next question. "So why are you promoting conflict? Is there something greater you want to achieve other than keeping the UN in place?"
"That would be expanding the UN," the captain quickly answered. "Your interventions may have stopped conflict, but that was just branch, we're trying to stop it at its source, by forcing countries to be incorporated to the larger super powers, as cruel as it sounds, will prove essential from stopping senseless violence since the UN will have to look into the plights of other countries and aid them in their struggle since they would be member nations or risk the public out roar about situations around the globe."
"I know there is just more to that then you say there is to it," Tieria then replied staring at the man demanding an answer.
"Well, that would to eliminate those who would threaten such stability," the captain said without secrecy or intent to hide it. "But until the world can work together, we won't waste our efforts on weeding them out, not just yet."
"But aren't you threatening stability?" Tieria then implied.
The captain could only shake his head as he pushed his sunglasses back up. "I'm trying to make the world open itself, to help those who are in need like the Middle-Eastern countries, and a united world is what will be created once our work has ended, be it sacrificing ourselves to achieve such goals or those who would threaten stability," he said. "I'm not saying to eliminate all conflict, but to eliminate senseless conflict. If you were in my shoes several years ago when I was still in the military you would understand," he then finished.
"So that's it?" Tieria then said as the man nodded his head. "I never expected it to be that straightforward."
Tieria then thought if he should stay onboard. Wandering back out there with the entire world on the lookout for the Rising Phoenix and those GN-Xs seeing him aid the two Gundams would cause trouble, especially trying to get back to space unnoticed, which these people might be able to provide him with after he figured more out about the Rising Phoenix.
"Would you mind if I stayed onboard for the time being?" he then said uneasily. "I'll leave once we're out of this desert."
"Considering how you saved our two pilots from certain death, I don't see why not, I'll be sure to send word that no one goes near your machine for the time you are onboard unless you need repairs. I know how Celestial Being works, so I won't interfere." He then took a step forwards towards Tieria and handed him a data disk. "This should answer any other questions you have and those of your colleagues."
The captain then signaled for people to clear out and for his staff to follow him back up to the bridge.
Tieria stared at the disk; he wondered what he would find in it and what the others would make of it once he returned back to Celestial Being, that was if he could get the chance to with the UN still trailing them.
Arvineo, February 15, South America
Viper watched from the forest as he and several of the Phoenix Rangers waited near a road, the sun beaming down on them through the vegetation, that linked the an Arvineo outpost with a main base close to Rising Phoenix territory.
The main base was going to be assaulted by mobile artillery, Aces, and Viper tanks, but first they had to ambush an enemy combat group heading to reinforce the outpost.
"This is Nest, do you read me Viper?" a voice came through his headset.
"Reading you loud and clear," Viper replied back quietly.
"We've got an enemy convoy moving down the road counting four Tierens, two APCs and atleast four supply trucks, you are to eliminate the escorts and try and steal the supply vehicles, it'll help us from replenish what we're using up for this op," the commander then instructed.
Before he could respond he felt the ground rumble slightly the Tierens were some distance away, but it wouldn't be too long before they began passing by. "Roger that Nest, it seems like their already coming down this road, we'll get back in touch with you once we've completed our objective, over and out," Viper then turned to his left to the Ranger beside him. "Command wants supply trucks coming down this road intact for us to secure, everything else is marked for destruction."
"Roger that," the ranger replied as he got in touch with the others across the road sending down the message to them.
"We'll target the Tierens first; riflemen can mow down troops who exit the APCs and take out the drivers in those trucks or pop their tires, either way leave the trucks in a position to be secured," Viper said.
"Do you think the Tierens will be upfront and hit those mines we've planted in the ground?" someone asked him. The soldier seemed to be new given his face and lack of wear and tear.
"I hope one of them does, a fallen Tierens will force them to cease their advance," Viper stated as he then felt the ground shake again the rumbling getting louder and heavier. "Alright get ready." He went prone and readied his rifle, making sure his sights with properly aligned.
Members of the 1st Ranger Company assigned to him readied their AT launchers. While they were well-trained, they needed to get the perfect shot for a single miss could allow a Tieren enough time to turn around and shell them with its cannons. That would mean a bad day for the medical team. Hopefully those launchers had enough punch to take down the monstrosities which dwarfed over any armoured fighting vehicle they could field.
Minutes passed before the Tierens moved into sight, slowly walking down the road, escorting the smaller, lower to earth vehicles.
"Two Tierens in the front, two behind, and the rest of the vehicles in the middle, looks like standard convoy procedure," someone radioed through the comm. "Trucks appear to be just haulers, they don't seem reinforced or anything so we'll need to watch our fire."
Viper turned to look in the area where the mines were planted. He could only hope that the mines were lucky enough to knock the front two Tierens off their feet and immobilize them. These things had come a long way from Anfs and took considerable punishment from infantry oriented anti-armour weapons due to their extremely thick plating. Having a Viper that was upgunned would be preferable, but command, as usual had a stick up their ass and refused to give them anything heavier. Tanks were not that hard to hide, especially not a tiny light tank.
"Steady people, don't do anything stupid," Viper whispered as the Tierens began passing by each footstep shaking the earth like a massive jackhammer pounding against the ground. A few people were shaking, first engagement and against armoured giants.
Any moment now, Viper thought to himself as the Tierens began to approach the anti-tank trap.
Silence resonated, aside from the Tieren's footsteps as time seemed to slow down as the mechs approached the mines.
A massive explosion then rattled the surroundings; the blast rang through the air while the shockwave could be felt. Everyone took a few seconds to recompose themselves before striking at the enemy.
Immediately rangers began firing on the rear Tierens with anti-tank launchers going for the less protected joints, if they couldn't destroy it, they would at least disable it for demolition later.
The APCs in the convoy had immediately began to rotate their remote controlled machine guns to engage the Rangers in the forest, but a quick second salvo of missile quickly knocked them out in short order. Immediately their occupants exited, shouting for all to return fire, but confusion took hold and some soldiers were still disorientated from the concussion.
"Clear out!" Viper then heard a shout as a Tierens tilted to the side and began to fall.
It smashed into the forest, crushing trees and vegetation with every passing second before it then rested on the ground with a loud thud as dust was thrown up and blown away from the site.
The crash sent several Rangers running to clear out of the area, but no one had been killed. The rangers sent scurrying quickly got back into position and began to engage once more.
Meanwhile, Viper picked off the few infantry disembarking the APCs with his rifle carefully placing each shot to save ammunition and showing off his marksmen abilities to the Rangers before he then tilted to face one of the trucks that were beginning to back up.
Immediately, he lined up the driver within his sights and fired. The high caliber round punching through the glass with ease, and blood spurted onto the back of the windshield. The other trucks were soon hit by rifle fire, popping tires, or wounding/killing the driver.
Viper then turned to see the final Tieren tilt backwards and fall to the ground, kicking up dust, unable to sustain the damage from multiple missile attacks. The heavy armour proved fatal for it slowed down how fast it could turn and it only managed to fire a couple shots, but the infantry were fast enough to reposition and their cover held.
The fight had barely lasted a minute. From the previously being a roaring, deadly, but quick fight, to just the sound of flames belching out of the destroyed machines.
Any machines that were just immobilized were quickly destroyed with a few demo charges to leave no survivors, pilots shot since they couldn't spare the resources to hold prisoners. Nor did they care. So as long as their objectives were completed. It did, however, make any reasonable person feel uncomfortable.
Immediately people then began to clamber onto the trucks, taking their bounty and beginning to unload the equipment as Viper radioed for several armoured jeeps to come down and pick them and the supplies up.
Viper saw several men scavenging the bodies for anything valuable. With a heavy sigh, he began to move with some of the more veteran troops to stop this nonsense. They were not here to get souvenirs.
So far the mission was looking up to them, and maybe they could finish this quickly enough before the UN sent troops to reinforce the Arvineo position, but he was quite ready for the long battle if needed.
In just a few days they would be storming the capital city. There was just no way the government would get out in time with Phoenix forces around, and then they would have to join the UN; No fool would continue to let their country suffer in this state, their military being crippled by such force.
Thar Desert, February 15, Phoenix Carrier
The three Phoenix pilots were on the bridge being debriefed about the battle which resulted in the loss of Flint.
Daveral looked at the captain in the eye as he thought of what to say, he had no excuse for what had happened back there in the battle, leaving Flint behind, but what other choice did he have? Nena had been wounded; Helana's machine's communications system had been temporary knocked out making proper coordination near impossible. He doubted even with the Gundam Meisters they could rescue Flint, especially if there were more GN-Xs hidden out there.
"You should've gone back to rescue him," Wesker then said. "Leaving people behind is something I won't tolerate, especially with our numbers. Do you know what could possibly happen if they crack open the Zesus and find out ever single bit of detail of our GN Drives or our data?"
"I have no excuses, but I was doing it for the safety of the rest of the team," Daveral responded as he looked away, feeling he wasn't worthy anymore to look the captain in the eye with Flint's capture.
"Keep looking at me, you could show some respect if it's the least you can do," Wesker then noted as Daveral looked back up at him, if uneasily. "Anyways, I guess it can't be helped, what's done is done, but with the Zesus missing I'm uneasy about what we should do next."
"We could go rescue him," Daveral then replied.
"Out of the question, I'm afraid." Wesker replied. "They're probably moving Flint to some secure prison. The UN is not going take any chances in letting the Zesus or its pilot get away anytime soon. There's is also the fact that the Drei and Nena are in no condition to sortie."
Beside Daveral, Nena took a quick look at her wrapped arm as if she were wishing it never happened before looking back up at the captain. He wondered if she felt she needed to be useful to remain aboard.
"Don't worry," Kail then said assuring the team. "Our boys will eventually get the information where the Zesus and Flint are, just you wait." He then sat back in his seat and crossed his arms.
"That's not the problem though, Kail," Wesker said back them him before taking a deep breath before he moved on. "It's actually getting him out of there. Gundams will attract too much attention and we've got to start our way to South America, we've wasted too much time here. Unless someone wants to stay behind then fly across the globe after, rescue is out of the question," he finished as he just leaned back into his chair as if he were tired out by the battle. "Anyways we'll be making a stop in Spain to unload people and supplies and receive what squadrons there are left from the base. From there on we head to South America and support the rest of the Phoenix. Dismissed"
Nena was about to enter the lift before Daveral gestured for her to come near him. They needed to talk
"Nena, you probably would hate me for bossing you around, but when we reach Spain," he began. "I'm taking you to see what you've done in person, that mansion you totaled, we're going to pay a little visit ."
"You can't be serious, is that truly going to change anything?" Nena replied as if it were nothing more than a waste of time and effort. "I already now what I've done."
"I'm not convinced." Daveral then sighed. "Listen it's not that hard just look around and realize what've you have done for it is to better to look back on the past and not repeat stupid mistakes such as that, I don't care if you don't regret it, but at least look at your mistakes, it'll be for the better," he then said to her in a slightly annoyed, but firm voice before he left her to head back to his room.
UN Military Base, February 16, Eastern Asia
Sergei once again was listening to the same man who briefed him previously on the upcoming operation, this time he had some members of the regiment and Soma Peries along with him. The rest of the regiment was still on its way.
"So what's the word? Are we granted permission to head out?" Sergei asked patiently as he waited for a response.
"Yes, but there is one thing you should know," the man said back to him.
"And..." Sergei began waiting for the man to continue.
"Well it's that Arvineo will only allow your forces onto their soil. Anything else and they'll consider it an invasion on their soil so you'll have to have your forces stock up on what they need," the man told them.
"You'd think being invaded by a para-military force would warrant more help." Sergei could not believe how stubborn a nation could be.
He then thought over all the information for a moment. He had previously heard of the guerrilla warfare tactics the Rising Phoenix was employing against the Arvineo military. Numerous convoys were raided and destroyed by infantry, bases and their garrisons attacked and destroyed by mobile strike forces of tanks and artillery which would strike out of no where and then quickly disappear off scanners.
This battle would be a long and bloody one if they wanted to route the entire Phoenix out. Any sort of anti-guerrilla operation tended to turn out this way, but he just wondered why the Arvineo government still refused to call for aid when they were on the losing end of the conflict, they were only hurting themselves.
"Tell your superiors I'll contact them when we're ready to go." Sergei then said as the screen then shut off. He then turned to one of the majors in the regiment. "I want as much supplies loaded onboard the ships can hull as possible, cram it into mobile suits if you have to. We're going to be fighting a long battle trying to route the enemy out let alone locate them."
"Yes sir," the major then saluted.
Sergei then turned to another man. "Have the regiment request for a larger amount of High Mobility Commander Type B Tierens. Also I want as many GN-Xs we can be supplied with in case we start facing Gundams," he continued on. "We'll also need soldiers who are well-equipped and trained for this kind of fighting."
"Understood, sir."
Everyone then cleared out of the room to get ready to set off.
"Colonel," Sergei then heard Soma begin. "Do you think it'll be enough, I've got the feeling we're facing more then we're prepared for."
"The only thing that we have going is presumably manpower, and even that didn't work against the Gundams, so we'll have to make sure we lose as few people as possible. I've lost enough good individuals under my command to last several life times," he said to her. "I just hope I won't make any decisions that I will regret."
"You'll do fine, Colonel. You've ensured me and you have survived this far out. I'm sure you'll do the same for the troops under you command," she said assuring him. Always one of the people who supported him.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence lieutenant," he replied back, "Now let's go get everything ready, Arvineo will need our help, even if they are too stubborn to acknowledge it," he finished as the two walked down the hallways along with numerous other personnel to get set for the upcoming landing on Arvineo soil.
Thar Desert, February 16, Phoenix Carrier
Nena stood in front of Helana's room pondering if she should knock and go in. She just had to do this and go and talk to her.
Just when she was about to turn away, feeling she was not ready to talk to Helana yet, the door opened. Nena turned and looked in surprise as did Helana as the two stared at each other in silence.
"Wha-what are you doing here?" Helana then asked, crossing her arms.
"Well, its...its," Nena stuttered not knowing what to say before she regained herself and then finally replied back. "I just wanted to talk to you about. Well, do why you hate me so much."
"You wouldn't know why I hate you," she then turned around and was about to press the button to seal the door.
"I've did some reading, I know what happened, with you and Sten." Nena then said, without thinking about the consequences, quickly.
Immediately Helana turned around and shoved Nena to the other side of the hallway against the wall, her right hand gripped against Nena's neck. Not enough to choke her, but enough so that Nena could barely say anything understandable.
"You've been reading up me haven't you?!" she then growled. "No one should know about that! No one. I do not need anyone comforting me about this, or pitying me!"
"I'm not trying to pity you, or comfort you I just wanted to talk," Nena said back to her.
Helana face hardened and grip tightened. "Well, you just had to bring back bad memories, didn't you? You people just don't know when to leave me alone."
Nena looked around, there was no one there to help, and she was quite afraid of Helana. She never seemed friendly, but now she seemed like a demon ready to kill.
"Do you know how much he meant to me?" Helana then continued on her hand still tightly gripped around Nena's neck. "Do you know what you people did to me by taking him away? He was like a brother. You may of not had parents, but do you know what it feels like to almost never be acknowledged by your own, the people who brought you into this world?"
"Why didn't your parents acknowledge you?" Nena said to her hoarsely as she tried to get out of Helana's grip.
"Because I was poor, and the government didn't give a damn about us since they're greedy bastards. Even working at multiple jobs didn't help us because we made so little it didn't matter. Sten was the only damn thing I really ever had," she answered. "Do you know how it felt having people pity you in school, on the streets and even in your own home? I did what I could, but nothing helped."
"I didn't know you saw it that way," Nena gasped as she felt the grip around her neck tighten with each passing moment.
Nena felt like she was about pass out as she could no longer breath and breaking free was no use, she only hoped that she would let go soon or else.
"This world," she then began, "is messed up. I don't really care about anything, but maybe doing stupid things would set things right for once."
Helana then let go of her as Nena caught her breath as she saw Helana slam her arm against the wall. The woman scowled at the pain.
"You're lucky, you're on the team, which means I can't kill for what you did." Her voice trembled in anger. "Now just leave me alone!"
Nena immediately took a few steps away, staring at Helana before scurrying away.
As she did so, she put distance between the two, she saw Helana pull out what appeared to be a small locket before disappearing into her room.
"Why do I put up with all this?" she could have sworn was what Helana muttered.