[A.N.] Here is the next chapter of my story. I hope you're enjoying reading it as much as i'm enjoying writing it.
DISCLAIMER!!!!: I do not own Gundam Wing! If I did, it would have had a more satisfactory ending AND been more clear on a few other confusing subjects. That being said, don't sue me,'cause I got nothin' worth taking!
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The glow from a single Television lit up the small space of a makeshift living room. newpaper clippings, sheets of note paper, and a used coffee mug left on the endtable were the only signs of disarray in the otherwise immaculate appartment. The furnishings of the room were simple enough to suit the needs of its sole occupant. An old recliner, an endtable, and a television perched on a small tripod table made up the lving room and dining room in one. The Kitchen was just as simple with a stove, microwave and refrigerater and sink; the plates and cuttlery kept neatly in their places inside the cabinets on the walls.
Down the small hallway were two doors, one on the right which served as a bedroom, the restroom being the other room at the very end of the hall. The bedroom consisted of a desk with a single lamp and a full-size bed. The dark green and white color scheme of the room mattered little to the tennant as long as the room served its purpose efficiently. On the bed sat the afrementioned occupant lacing up his boots, his shirt only half buttoned, his unkempt brown hair still damp from his recent shower. A duffel bag sat beside him though its contents were much more than your average travel supplies. His motions were quick and precise as he finished grabbing his needed items. He had somewhere he needed to be. One attack had already gotten too close for comfort. She was in danger again, and this time, he would be there to stop them.
He carefully tucked his revolver and semi-automatic into their hosters on his back and the side of his hip, then pulled his jean jacket on. He didn't bother to double check his appearance in the mirror. He didn't need to. He knew he was taller than he had been as a boy. His Long, and once awkward limbs had filled out into the toned appendages of a man that had survived more battles than anyone his age should ever have to. His face, once rounded with the slight chub of youth, was now chizzled and defined with a slight hint of stubble on the chin and cheeks. powerful arms attatched to an equally impressive chest, all the result of rigorous training and a life of near-death experiences. His hair, although he'd cut it a few times in the last cuple years, was still as unruly as ever. Physical appearance had never mattered to him. Such trivial matters were not necessary to his current occupation.
Having nothing more to do once the fighting was over, he had enrolled in a small college and got his degree as a ceritified mechanic and repair man. It was honest work that still allowed him to use some of the knowledge left to him by his years as a soldier. The alias he'd picked up helped him in his efforts to blend in and conceal his questionable past from the prying eyes and ears of his new neighbors. Aiden Knight worked alongside other normal citizens of the Earth-sphere to earn a living. The colony he'd chosen, a far out brnch of the L1 colony cluster was small and in ill repair. Someone of his chosen profession was on constant high demand and therefor, work was never in short supply. However, recent events took precidence over broken air units and rusting automobiles.
Shouldering his dufflebag, he stands to leave, his eyes sweeping the room for anything small necessity that may have been negelected in his frenzied packing. His expressionless blue orbs softened, however, when they focussed on a small picture frame resting on the desktop. He walked over to the desk as if his feet had a mind of their own and reached out, tracing the features of the woman captured in film so long ago. Her long, honey-colored hair was left down framing the delicate features of her heart-shaped face. Although not an extreme beauty, her poise grace, and generosity inspired hearts accross the world. The fire in her aquamarine eyes echoed the inner strength and determination that he, as well as thousands accross the world, had been captivated by. This same woman had been the one who inspired him to change his life for the better, and now she needed him once more.
"Relena."
He picked up the picture and stuffed it inside his duffle bag, and as he did so, began to wonder exactly who needed who. He mentally shook himself, running a reminder though his head of the task at hand.
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The car door opened and Relena placed one delicate, stilettoed foot out onto the sidewalk infront of the E.S.U.N. Headquarters. She gracefully slid from the seat and stood, smoothing the blue skirt of her buisness suit down ever-so-carefully. Today's meeting was scheduled promptly at noon with the usual topic about the continual disarmament of all former military bases. In the years following the war, recognessance missions accross the earth and the colonies were sent out with the sole purpose of finding such weapon caches and sending the hidden supplies to Preventers for future use as needed. Relena, having been briefed on this subject many times before, found that making an entire conference session solely cenetered around such and overly discussed topic was hardly ethical or necessary since updates on those missions were given at the beginning of every denfense meeting.
Her briefcase in one hand and her purse hanging gracefully on one shoulder, she makes her way into the building. No one checks her I.D., with as much time and effort she puts in on a regular basis, not to mentiona all the media coverage, her face was well known. Still, she reached up and clipped on her I.D. badge, as was required of all delegates who commonly work at the building. She barely noticed her gaurds take up their postions infront and behind her; Duo and Leautenant Dartman taking the lead, while Leutenant Conroy and a young new cadett in training for future security assignments took the rear.
The Earth-Sphere Unified Nations Outpost was a large, three story building, almost three times as big as Relena's own mansion. The intricate wood carvings and ornate potraits that hung from the walls gave an old fashioned feel to the moderately new building. Relena, having grown up in antique, yet well preserved mansions had always enjoyed objects of antiquity and pieces of architecture that predated the contant wars. Recently, she'd been too busy to stop and admire those little things that made the building unique. However, one thing that never failed to escape her notice or memory were the secret passages so cleverly hidden for the safety of the deligates and workers in the case of an emergency. Her own mansion was full of such secret coridors and compartments. She made a mental note to review such passages with her daughter, just to be on the safe side.
Comming around the corner to the to the appointed room, she stops, a sudden feeling of unease kreeping over her like and ominous cloud on a stormy day. Duo turned to look at her, his violet eyes filled with concern, his full attention now focus on their surroundings. Suddenly, the wall blew out infront of them as the bodyguards of other politicians were slammed against the wall. Duo covered Relena and threw his body over her to protect her from the debris, then grabbed her arm and began to lead her rather quickly away from the violvent scene. Conroy and Dartman were close behind. Each of her guards took their turn taking shots at their persuers as they headed towards the parking gagrage. Relena thought of trying one of the passages, but the fact that they were outnumberd and had assassins hot on their trail made her reconsidder the wisdom of stopping. As they rounded the final corner, Duo and Conroy jumped into the front of the Limo while Dartman made sure to tuck Relena safely into the back. The car then screeched as it peeled out, smoke and tires tracks trailing behind them as they made their retreat. They had to get Relena back to the mansion and fast.
"Keep your head down Miss Relena. These men are out for blood!" Leutenant Dartman's words were well heeded, as Relena did not wish to end up with more holes than swiss cheese. The young woman currently firing out the side window had more than proved her devotion over her short period of time on Relena's security detail.
The car sped down the road at a reckless pace, but duo, being used to dodging laser beams in a gundam, found it all too easy to safely navigate around the oncomming traffic. As he turned and ducked around every corner possible, Duo finally managed to shake their unwanted attention He obviously decided it was time to bring her back to the safety of her fortified mansion. Turning the car around, he made a bee-line for the Dorlan estate, while Conroy radioed for Trowa and Wufei to bring Amethyst back to her mother's home. Relena sighed in relief and leaned back some in her seat. Close calls and near-death experiences were never in short supply for politicians such as she.
The car finally rolled safely into the long driveway, the large iron gates slamming shut and locking behind them. Relena's eyes roamed over the grounds, her mind anxiously running a million questions a minute. Ammy was fine. She knew that for certain from the radio message Trowa had responded with. Still, the fear for her daughter's life took presidence over all else and, as soon as the two cars came to a stop, mother and daughter were reunited. Their guards hussled them in through the front door and Relena swept Amethyst into her arms, carying her to the safety of her primary home office. Having made sure of her daughter's undeniable health, she kissed her child on the forehead and cupped the little face in her hands.
"Quite and adventure, wouldn't you say?" The question was more to throw her daughter back into a sense of comfort than anything else. Ammy smiled back at her and she felt herself calm down slowly as Ammy nodded her agreement.
"I guess so." The child said, her gaze focused on anything and everything touchble in the office. "Why did I have to leave Aunt Hilde's so soon, Mommy?" The question was a smiple one to ask, but not an easy one to answer.
Relena took the tiny bookbag from her daughter's shoulder and set it down softly, taking Steadfast out and handing the child her favorite toy. Ammy walked over and climbed up into her mother's plush office chair and smiled sweetly. She was so innocent. Such innocense was rare. So rare, you want to protect and preserve it for as long as possible and by whatever means necessary. Relena watched as her child reached out and began to toy with the random objects on her desk, smiling slightly to herself. Now was the time to remind Ammy of the secret passageways. All of the preventers on her security detail would be currently huddled in their makeshift confernece room, also known as the security room, to dicuss what went wrong and how to prevent such a thing from happening again. This would be her chance to give her daughter the only chance at survival that few others could bestowe.
"Ammy," She said softly, "come here for moment please." Amethyst slowly climbed down from her perch in her mother's chair. Relena tried her best to smile, tried not to worry the child, but a strange sense of urgency nagged at her. Ammy came to a stop right infront of her and Relena knealt down to be eye-level with the tiny tot.
"Ammy, do you remember when I took you exploring in the secret passageways as our little adventure?"
"Yep! It was fun!" A big grin spread accross the young girl's face and Relena struggled for a minute to keep her mind on task.
"Do you remember where they are and where they lead to?" Ammy seemed to pause for a minute, putting on of her tiny fingers to her chin in thought.
"Yep! I think so. Why mommy?" Once more, another question that was just as hard as it was simple.
"There might come a time, very soon where you may need to use those passages to get away from some bad people. When and if that time comes, you must stay there whether I am with you or not until someone comes to get you, understand?" The smile slowly left her daughter's face.
"Why mommy? I don't understand." Ammy's deep blue eyes were now swirling pools of confusion and fear, something Relena had hoped the child wouldn't ever have to feel. Relena put her hands softly on her daughter's small shoulders protectively.
"Just promise me you'll do as I ask and stay safe and hidden. Promise me." Ammy looked at her, still confused, but then finally nodded.
"I promise mommy."
Just as she broke the hug and smiled reassuringly at her little girl, the clear sounds of yet another explosion sounded throughout the house. Relena clutched her daughter to her and ran out into the hallway, but rubble from the blast was blocking the only clear escape. Deciding to use her greater knowledge of the mansion's defenses, she ran to her room and locked the door. Placing her daughter gently on the bed, she ran to the wall and tilted an antique picture frame to the right. a small portion of the wall oppened into a tiny crawlspace, just big enough for a child.
"Ammy, come here! Hurry!" Amethyst ran to her mother and Relena hoisted the child up as fast as she could into the safety of the cubby. Amethyst's eyes were wet with tears that threatened to fall and wide with a fear that Relena herself was trying to surpress. Leaning forward, she kissed her daughter's forehead. "Remember your promise, sweety. Stay still and silent until someone comes for you. I love you."
"Mommy! Don't leave me alone." Relena's eyes met her daughter's.
"Never sweetheart. Whenever you feel alone, just sing our song. Sing our song and it will be as if I'm there with you." The sounds of another bomb mingled with the raised voices of the men laying seige to her home. The door shook violently as they tried their best to break it down. She leaned forward and placed one last soft kiss on her child's brow, then shut the secret passage, covering it once more just in time for the door to fly off its hinges. Three men dressed completely in black swarmed her too quickly for much else to register. They grabbed her roughly by the arms and threw her onto her knees, binding her hands behind her back and plaing a gag around her mouth. She closed her eyes, the memory of her daughter's tear streaked face being the last thing she saw before a pain shot through the back of her head and her world went black.
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[A.N.] Sorry this took so long! I have been working like a dog on school work and also at my job. it's been really hectic. That and i've had a few problems with my internet. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I hope to have the next one out soon! Thanks for all your support! Keep reading and Reviewing and there will be more where that came from!
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Baby Mine: Chapter 4
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"I'm the other daughter; Elphaba. I'm beautifully tragic."
"I'm the other daughter; Elphaba. I'm beautifully tragic."
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