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The Creation part 2

Strangers out of nowhere.

The loud banging and sudden thunder from outside should have warned him of some foul play. Yet, Quatre disregarded those signs having concentrating on the recent spate between the colonies and the United Earth. While Heero had been gone since the day before on his mission, as he would say, Wufei and Duo seemed to have put their rivalry to a new high. Trowa was… himself: quiet and thoughtful.

Trowa had been drinking his coffee when suddenly Quatre keeled over clutching his chest. Unidentifiable shouts from Wufei's room could be heard if he took notice of it. "Quatre!!" He cried as he tried to touch the fallen blonde. Pain was evident on his face; tiny tears seeped through seemingly-closed lids.

"Too many! Too many of them! ARGH!!!" Quatre winced out. "Don't…Don't do it!" Then as suddenly as he had, his seizures stopped. Trowa watched as Quatre brought himself back to Earth. He'd learnt that during one of these attacks, it was better to leave Quatre to avoid worsening the situation.

"As he watched, he noticed that the house was quiet. Echoes ricocheted through the many corridors of the mansion. Then a loud BANG came echoing throughout the house. "Quatre are you okay? Trowa mouthed. His face was strained from the pain but he nodded nonetheless. "Can you walk?" the brunette asked using signs. Again he nodded. "Trowa…?" Quatre mouthed out. Trowa took out his gun and pointed up. Again, Quatre nodded.

X X X X

"…All these destruction! They are taking place at unknown intervals, you never know what they are going to strike next! But one thing is certain! This is plainly done by machines! Not any kind but the GUNDAMS! Nothing else can cause this much damage in such a short while!..."

Relena gritted her teeth as the arrogant representative continued on that thread. The meeting, this discussion, had been going on for sometime now. Only merit is that they get refreshments between subjects. But she was weary of hearing almost the same voice almost most of the time!

'They'd been dancing and prancing around the subject all this while!' Relena thought. She looked beside her where Heero say. He still had that stern expression and seems disinterested. Inwardly she smiled. Heero can be so transparent sometimes!

Known to people, mostly dead now, he wasn't disinterested. His mind was awhirl at the information displayed. 'I feel uneasy about this…" Heero thought.

X X X X

Trowa and Quatre stealthily crept up the stairs. Easily enough as the place was carpeted. The silence had gone defending as the expected pitter-patter of feet was mysteriously absent. This made them more wary. More to Quatre as he had felt the incredible surge of magical energy. The surge had led him having seizures. His left hand went over his vest feeling for his wand. Indeed it was there. If his instincts were correct and the magic had come from Wufei's room. Trowa will not be of much use.

From the landing, they could see the door had been blasted open. Light smoke covered the pathway. Their alarm rose. Noting it wasn't another attack from OZ or whatever that may be after their blood, they rushed into the room.

A black circle marked the middle of the floor. That was the first thing that they noticed as there was enough energy to make even Trowa cringe. They then averted their attention to their friends, limp on the floor. Them and the stranger that laid slumped on the floor. Of them, the stranger was most wounded. 'Their wounds…' Quatre thought as he tended to Duo. Trowa had gone to the stranger. "Cursed…. They've been badly cursed…" He himself couldn't believe it.

Trowa had been analysing the injured trespasser. 'Even if she was, how did she become so injured!?! With these kinds of wounds too.' Turning over the body, he saw the face. "A girl!" He exclaimed in shock. Then he heard Quatre murmuring softly.

"…….cursed." Quatre was quiet for some time. He took out something.

"Quatre?" Trowa asked. The blue-eyed boy looked up. He sighed as if resigned.

"Trowa, I'm very sorry but there is nothing much that you can do now." Trowa opened his mouth to say something but was halted. "Just follow my orders for now. Your questions will be answered later." The other nodded albeit cautiously. "This is beyond my powers to heal. I want you to go downstairs last door to your left. Open the door and got to the cupboard. Take out the green, blue and red unmarked vials. Go now!" Trowa left without a word.

Quatre checked on the auburn-haired girl. She seemed to have been petrified, poisoned, and stabbed, together with a score of other injuries. Seizures racked her body as he touched her body. With a flick of his wand, he healed the wounds carefully stitching the muscles and organs back together. He slowed the blood flow and put a protective magical bubble over her. Conjuring up stretchers, he floated them down towards the emergency.

Trowa carried out the orders as a good soldier would. Also, as a good soldier would, he was suspicious at Quatre's attitude and the sudden appearance of her. 'How is Quatre involved in this?' He thought. The quiet clown opened the cupboard o find many different bottles with strange labels.

'What the hell?!? Skele-gro? Pepper-up? And... Nauseum? What kind of medicine is this?!?' he thought. That added to his growing list of questions. Quickly he located the three specified vials. They were, unlike the others, unlabelled.

The room was dissimilar to the other rooms in the mansion. Almost devoid of any form of décor, the atmosphere gave it a very 'hospital' look. The parallel beds were sterilised and ready for use. Then he heard a thud and heavy breathing from the corridor.

"Oh great Merlin!" Quatre muttered. "Mobilicorpus." Trowa stood at the doorway to find a very strange sight. The girl and Duo were lying down on floating stretchers and Wufei was floating in an eerie manner of a puppet. Quatre was cursing under his breath, cheeks pinks from exertion. "I haven't done this in a long a while…" then he saw Trowa. "Oh Trowa, have gotten the potions? Good. Help with Wufei. He seems to have gained a little weight."

X X X X

Outside at the Central Park, a vortex appeared. An inhuman cackle could be heard booming from inside. A loud screech rang through the air. A dark rider on his winged steed flew through it and the vortex disappeared. The civilian witnesses were long gone by then. Unnoticed by most, several people had appeared on different parts of the par. The winged rider sailed towards the Judiciary hall.

X X X X

<Dream sequence>

A brown haired boy sifted urgently through the debris. He was bleeding and looked very weary, yet he persevered. His dark green clothes were in shreds and injuries were evident from a single glance.

"Not here! Sakura!" He shouted out to thin air. The place seems to have been ravaged by some kind of disaster. Buildings that were once tall and majestic were now reduced to stumps. Ice that have not yet melted were scattered all over. Then suddenly a huge lion with a metallic helm and winged person came to his side.

"I cannot find anything! She's gone!" The lion…spoke?

"There's no trace of Sakura-sama anywhere." The other spoke.

"No it can't be! This cannot happen!" The teenage boy almost broke down. Suddenly, a dark haired of seemingly same age as much as the other apperated beside him.

"I feared as much. This should never have happened." The boy said solemnly. Gasps of surprise went all round.

"Hiiragizawa! You know what has happened here?!? Tell me! Where's Sakura? Just tell me, you bast…." The shorter boy demanded before he faded off. "Sakura… I tried to kill her. I… She fought and then… and then…I don't know…" He just cried then.

Hiiragizawa had a pitiful look on him. Gathering the panicked boy, he said, "There is nothing you can do right now. What has happened here, I do not know. Perhaps I can explain the very best I can. Then we can find Kinomoto Sakura." The bespectacled boy looked knowingly towards my direction.

End dream sequence.

X X X X

Wufei woke up in a shock. His injured body shouted in protest at the sudden movement. Grinding his teeth, he laid back down. Looking around he saw a place quite similar to the hospital wing of Hogwarts. 'I've been there too often!' He thought cynically. 'Or at least Harry did.'

Duo laid on the bed next to his. He was bandaged up then he remembered what the braided baka had said. "Don't let your guard down, Potter!" 'Potter, He called me Potter!' Wufei gaped at the other pilot. He seemed so peaceful. 'But he called me Potter!!! Who the hell knows me as Potter now!?!?!?!"

He diverted his gaze to the other patient. It was a girl, an auburn-haired girl. She was bandaged up from various wounds and seemed to be deep in a restless sleep. Somehow she had been put into a protective sterile bubble.

"But who else is…?" His thought didn't quite finish as Quatre sleepily entered the room. "Winner?" Quatre blinked, his sleep fleeing quickly.

"Oh Wufei! You're awake!" He said going to Wufei's side. Quickly he pushed him back down onto the bed. "Lie Down! You're still being treated!" Wufei just lay back down meekly. Quatre took his temperature, heart rate with many fleeting waves of his wand. Taking a bottle of potion, he fed Wufei (read: forcefully) a spoonful. "Here, this will take away the pain." Quatre said despite the scornful look he received.

"Winner! You…!!!" Wufei cried sitting up. Quatre pushed him back down again.

"Don't do that!" He scolded the reluctant pilot. "Lie back down. I want to check up on the others." Then Trowa entered the room. "Hi Trowa!"

"Barton." Wufei greeted him.

"Wufei" Trowa countered. Both were silent as they waited for the blond.

"Okay all's well for now." Quatre said after finally coming over. He wiped his hands and looked at the sitting up Wufei sternly. Knowing only too well not to piss off Quatre, Wufei laid back down.

"The girl is hurt very badly, and as a mediwizard I have a right to heal her as much as possible before you guys especially Heero take her for questioning. Only when I give you clearance then will we interrogate her. Got that?" He looked toward Wufei who takes his job too seriously sometimes.

"In the mean time, we'd like a report on the happenings in your room four and a half hours ago. Do not leave any information even if it is about," he looked pointedly at Trowa. "Magic." Wufei nodded reluctantly and gave his account.

Altogether it didn't take long to tell. By the end of it, Quatre and Trowa were silent, digesting the new bit of information. Wufei looked towards Duo and the girl still puzzling over her identity.

"Winner, who's the onna? And how did she get here?" Wufei asked breaking the silence.

"We were thinking that you'd know that at least. She was found together with you and Duo." Quatre answered. Trowa looked at the girl.

"From a glance: I'd say she's probably about 14-16 years of age," Trowa said. "Of Asian descent probably Japan or China, hair colour: auburn, eyes: green, name:…"

"Sakura, Kinomoto Sakura," A voice rasped out.

"Welcome back to the conscious world, Maxwell," Wufei said.

"Nice of you the care, Potter," Duo retaliated.

"Don't call me that. What makes you think that I'm this Potter anyway?"

"Now's not really the time, guys." Quatre attempted to stop the bickering boys but of course, he was ignored. He went to Duo and spoon-fed Duo forcefully some of the potion he gave Wufei just now. "Here. Now no more fighting!"

"No, don't Winner. I want to hear what the infamous braided Shinigami has to say." Wufei jeered. Duo choked and tried to spit out the vile tasting liquid. But Quatre didn't allow him and kept his mouth closed until Duo managed to swallow it.

"(pant,pant) Dammit Q! What the hell were you trying to do?!? Kill me?" Duo complained. He took a deep breath. "Okay, you can stop with that face already Fei. Doesn't suit ya!" Wufei's scowl increased. "Okay…About your question how about this," Duo said. "I know you are coz your eyes are green and you have that god-awful messed up hair. Another thing, you're squinting like hell, you know that Wuman?" Wufei blinked. And another thing: Of course I know you are THE Harry Potter pride of the English wizarding world, dear sir, because of that stupid scar on your forehead!" It was Quatre's turn to blink in surprise. "And since Quatre here has proved himself as Mr. high-and-mighty Wizard. How about you charm out a little mirror for our Wuman?"

As Quatre was giving the mirror to Wufei, Duo smirk became even more smug. Wufei' reaction to his looks was incredible. Duo just had to open his mouth again. "You know, I've never seen anybody turn pale to red and then deep purple in that short of a time!"

Wufei took a few calming breaths before cautiously saying, "You talk too much Draco."

"You're very welcome, Harry." Duo, or make that Draco, answered back.

Quatre and Trowa had been silent as they listened to the whole thing. Quatre was plainly confused. There was nothing that fit into the puzzle. Of course he knew about Harry Potter who'd saved the world from Voldemort and who had disappeared shortly after. According to the records that he had learnt Draco Malfoy was a turned deatheater and he had died. But according to Duo, he was saying that he was the Draco Malfoy and that this bad-tempered 'lord-of-justice' Wufei is Harry Potter. 'Boy I pity, Trowa. He has no idea what those two are saying…"

Trowa on the other hand had turned off the banter once in a while catching something from those two. He was watching the girl lying to beds away. She had been stirring in her sleep and frowns appeared on her forehead. He warned the others.

"Sakura is waking up," He said. There was a short moment of silence before he said, "By the way, Duo, how did you know her name?" Quatre and Wufei nodded.

"Let's just say, I dreamed it up." Then Wufei gave a slight cry, clutching his forehead.

X X X X

"….Even as we are…." The man said but did not continue as part of the ceiling crashed on him. A huge skeleton leg came down onto him crushing him further. Shock silenced the room, even Heero was surprised. As more of the ceiling began to crack, somebody screamed to set of the inevitable chain of events. Chaos ensued as every tried to escape n many different directions. Heero gathered his wits to do his job: protecting Relena.

"Relena, stay with me!" He grasped her hand, fighting his way through his intended exit. As chaotic as it was, Relena couldn't hear him. "Don't let go!" He cried as he tried to keep a hold on the slipping hand. Alas, Murphy's Law took place, a yard away from the exit, the hands separated.

"HEERO!!!" Relena shouted as she was pulled back by the crowd. The blond tried different paths but was deterred many times. Her hand flailed in the air hoping to catch the attention of the soldier.

"Relena!" He shouted, but his voice was small in the panicked cries of the people. He saw the hand as she was fighting her way through. 'She's there!' he thought, formulating a way through. As he went forward, he felt someone push him back. Apparently it was strong enough to make him land outside the building itself.

He instinctively rolled on the hard concrete, landing some distance away from the exit. By that time, people were pouring out from the exit, but there was no sign of Relena. He watched in horror as the building crumbled, revealing several reptilian monsters. A figure clothed in black stood on the head of the skeleton monster.

"Airdramon! Attack!" The loud yet clear order was issued. The snake-like monsters spat out beams of blue-green fire. The building was soon reduced to rubble. The figure cried out something and a sign of a skull with a snake appeared in the sky. That was way beyond what he had been trained for.

Then he remembered, 'Relena! Where is she?' He thought. The enemy, then, had already left with whatever bounty they came for.

TBC.

A/n: Yes! I continue! Yes! I'm changing here and there a bit from the original idea! Reviews anyone? Please!!!