Tears of blood
Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2004 12:52 pm
...........Ms. Carevire's home, L2.............
The silver glinted as it traced her arm, leaving a thin river of red following in it's wake. Intarell Carevire, head of L2, respected politician, beloved sign of peace and now she could add Political maryter to the list. Placing the knife in her fingers he let it drop to the ground in a natural pose.
..........Ms. Carevire's home, L2, 3 hours later..................
The flash of the camera was bright, but but the open eyes of the leader of L2 did not blink, they would never blink again. Une sucked in her breath, this was not something she was happy about. They had had peace for so long, beautiful peace, and now she was staring down the corpse of a beloved political figure who had commited suicide.
"I want preliminary suspects by noon tommorow" Une said, not looking at the preventers behind her, no-one moved. Une turned around "Well? What are you waiting for?" the preventers who were present rushed foward to examine the body. Slit wrists, clearly she bled to death by her own hand. The knife was in a natural position.
"How do we know she didn't kill herself?" a young preventer asked
"We don't. But i want cold hard confirmation that she did kill herself, so examine the body!"
"Yes Ma'm!" the preventers went back to their diligent work.
..........Peacecraft mansion, earth...................
Relena screamed as the letter fluttered from her hand. Intarell Carevire had been like a mother to her, a confidant and one of the people closest to Relena's heart. They had spent countless hours awake at night working to establish a firm bond between the colonies and earth. She collapsed in tears, forgetting the bottom of the letter asked her to address the people in an hour.
"Relena?" Pagen knocked on the door. Throwing herself fowards Relena locked it and slid down the door, burying her face in her hands. "Relena are you alright?" she didn't respond.
"Outta the way Pagen man" Duo said. PUlling a lock-pick from his braid he expertly picked the lock and opened the door. "lena?" Relena had jumped to her feet and locked herself in the bathroom, then climbed out the window. Right now she was making her way across the lawn, letting her tears flow freely. All that mattered was getting to the woods, getting away. Relena ignored the biting pain in her feet and kept running. Finally she collapsed in a clearing, exaustion making her mind spin and then go blissfully blank. Duo found her and picked her up gently, trying not to wake her. He got her back to the house safetly.
"I take it she's not going to make the address" Pagen said simply and went to contact the correct media officials. Duo frowned as his phone rang. Pulling it out he took the call.
"Hang on" Duo said "I'm from L2, i'll give the address" he offered. Pagen raised his eyebrows
"You're from L2?"
"Yeah" Duo said laying Relena down
"Very well"
.........Directly outside the Peacecraft mansion, earth, Media address...........
"Ladies and gentlemen: Mister Duo Maxwell" Duo stood up and walked to the podium.
"A few hours ago, a great woman was found dead in her own home. Intarell Carevire was more than a leader, she stood for the peace and dedication that is so rare today. As someone growing up in L2, I know how much has changed since Ms. Carevire came into power. As a former gundam pilot I know what war and division do to people. In light of that, it is my pleasure to accept Lady Une's offer to take over Ms. Carevire's position as leader of L2" Big mistake, duo realized a second later, when all he saw was blue flashes. Settling his nerves Duo relaxed into his casual good humor and answere all the reporters questions.
...........Preventer's mourge, L4...............
Doctor Hilde Schbeiker walked down the hallways of the mourge in L4, the manilla folder clutched under her arm. Pushing open the door to special exam room 2 she walked inside. Everyone was gone, Hilde worked in private. Because she was brilliant at her work they let her instead of having tons of assistants around. She examined the body of the woman infront of her. Slit wrists. Hilde shook her head, suicide was for the weak. But Carevire was not weak. Frowning hilde examined the cuts on her wrist and gasped. There was no clotting--they were post-mortum, done when the person had already been killed. Hilde dialed the number for x-rays and bloodwork.
"I want full blood-work on this body, and x-rays"
"Why?"
"Do it!" Hilde yelled furiously and hung up. She called Lady Une's private number "Une--it wasn't suicide!" Une gasped "SHe was murdered! THe cuts, the cuts were post-mortum, they were made after she died!"
"I know what post mortum is!" Une hung up and called the preventer team "There is evidence Ms. Carevire was murdered, get down to the mourge for bloodwork and examine the crime scene" she hung up and sighed, this was going to be a long week.
The silver glinted as it traced her arm, leaving a thin river of red following in it's wake. Intarell Carevire, head of L2, respected politician, beloved sign of peace and now she could add Political maryter to the list. Placing the knife in her fingers he let it drop to the ground in a natural pose.
..........Ms. Carevire's home, L2, 3 hours later..................
The flash of the camera was bright, but but the open eyes of the leader of L2 did not blink, they would never blink again. Une sucked in her breath, this was not something she was happy about. They had had peace for so long, beautiful peace, and now she was staring down the corpse of a beloved political figure who had commited suicide.
"I want preliminary suspects by noon tommorow" Une said, not looking at the preventers behind her, no-one moved. Une turned around "Well? What are you waiting for?" the preventers who were present rushed foward to examine the body. Slit wrists, clearly she bled to death by her own hand. The knife was in a natural position.
"How do we know she didn't kill herself?" a young preventer asked
"We don't. But i want cold hard confirmation that she did kill herself, so examine the body!"
"Yes Ma'm!" the preventers went back to their diligent work.
..........Peacecraft mansion, earth...................
Relena screamed as the letter fluttered from her hand. Intarell Carevire had been like a mother to her, a confidant and one of the people closest to Relena's heart. They had spent countless hours awake at night working to establish a firm bond between the colonies and earth. She collapsed in tears, forgetting the bottom of the letter asked her to address the people in an hour.
"Relena?" Pagen knocked on the door. Throwing herself fowards Relena locked it and slid down the door, burying her face in her hands. "Relena are you alright?" she didn't respond.
"Outta the way Pagen man" Duo said. PUlling a lock-pick from his braid he expertly picked the lock and opened the door. "lena?" Relena had jumped to her feet and locked herself in the bathroom, then climbed out the window. Right now she was making her way across the lawn, letting her tears flow freely. All that mattered was getting to the woods, getting away. Relena ignored the biting pain in her feet and kept running. Finally she collapsed in a clearing, exaustion making her mind spin and then go blissfully blank. Duo found her and picked her up gently, trying not to wake her. He got her back to the house safetly.
"I take it she's not going to make the address" Pagen said simply and went to contact the correct media officials. Duo frowned as his phone rang. Pulling it out he took the call.
"Hang on" Duo said "I'm from L2, i'll give the address" he offered. Pagen raised his eyebrows
"You're from L2?"
"Yeah" Duo said laying Relena down
"Very well"
.........Directly outside the Peacecraft mansion, earth, Media address...........
"Ladies and gentlemen: Mister Duo Maxwell" Duo stood up and walked to the podium.
"A few hours ago, a great woman was found dead in her own home. Intarell Carevire was more than a leader, she stood for the peace and dedication that is so rare today. As someone growing up in L2, I know how much has changed since Ms. Carevire came into power. As a former gundam pilot I know what war and division do to people. In light of that, it is my pleasure to accept Lady Une's offer to take over Ms. Carevire's position as leader of L2" Big mistake, duo realized a second later, when all he saw was blue flashes. Settling his nerves Duo relaxed into his casual good humor and answere all the reporters questions.
...........Preventer's mourge, L4...............
Doctor Hilde Schbeiker walked down the hallways of the mourge in L4, the manilla folder clutched under her arm. Pushing open the door to special exam room 2 she walked inside. Everyone was gone, Hilde worked in private. Because she was brilliant at her work they let her instead of having tons of assistants around. She examined the body of the woman infront of her. Slit wrists. Hilde shook her head, suicide was for the weak. But Carevire was not weak. Frowning hilde examined the cuts on her wrist and gasped. There was no clotting--they were post-mortum, done when the person had already been killed. Hilde dialed the number for x-rays and bloodwork.
"I want full blood-work on this body, and x-rays"
"Why?"
"Do it!" Hilde yelled furiously and hung up. She called Lady Une's private number "Une--it wasn't suicide!" Une gasped "SHe was murdered! THe cuts, the cuts were post-mortum, they were made after she died!"
"I know what post mortum is!" Une hung up and called the preventer team "There is evidence Ms. Carevire was murdered, get down to the mourge for bloodwork and examine the crime scene" she hung up and sighed, this was going to be a long week.
