Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / GetBackers Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences of our past ❯ Chapter 34 ( Chapter 35 )

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Chapter 34

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Four pairs of jewel-toned eyes widened at their forth's declaration.

“Quat, you said that just a little too calmly. Tell me you're joking.” Duo stared at the red-head that had eyes that matched his own.

“Would you rather I became hysterical?” The empath rolled his eyes. “Of course, because you have seen them, they would be compelled to eliminate you four as well.”

“He can try.” Wu Fei's voice was a cold warning as his hand grasped his gun tighter. He also moved between the killers and the blonde boy.

“Please calm down.” Omi shook his head. “We have a mission, yes, but it's not absolute.”

Quatre frowned at the younger teen's announcement. “Kritiker is always absolute.”

“But you saved Nagi.” Bombay whispered with gratitude in his voice.

“Why does that change the rules?”

“It matters.” Aya admitted. “Kritiker needs Prodigy almost as much as they need you.”

“It's so nice to be wanted.” The newtype sneered sarcastically.

“What do they want with Quatre?” Trowa asked quietly, his emerald eyes carefully watching the shifting postures of the seemingly cheerful assassin and his moody partner.

“Why would any group want an empath as powerful as him?” Aya raised an eyebrow. “It seems as if you don't fully understand what he's capable of… willingly or not.”

“I am not some prize to be won.” Quatre hissed behind clenched teeth. “Nor will I be manipulated. I refuse to choose an organization.”

“You may want to rethink that.” Omi advised. “With everyone that is after you, it may be safer for you to simply choose an alliance. That way you have a stronger defense against the other groups.”

“He has us.” Duo announced with full confidence, and the others agreed.

“That's real effective.” Aya scoffed as the doorbell rang.

“What the hell is she doing here!?” The blonde growled, rubbing at his chest, while the other pilots tensed.

“Master Quatre?” Rashid inquired, appearing at the foot of the stairs.

“I'll take care of her, Rashid.” The blonde shook his head, “Thank you.”

“Is there anything you will need of me?” The large man asked, concerned, as the thin teenager carefully made his way down the steps.

Quatre sighed, wearily once he reached the main floor. “Just for you to take the remaining Maguanacs and go.”

“I still don't approve.”

“I know.” The empath smiled gently, “And I appreciate the loyalty- but I explained this. Please don't argue with me again. I don't have the time nor the energy. She's just the first opponent. I feel the other players will be along very soon.”

“She?” Hiiro frowned, with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“She.” Quatre shook his head as he, with the support of his partners, made his way to the front door.

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Azure eyes narrowed suspiciously at the uninvited guest that shifted uncomfortably in his doorway. Subtlety, the Empath motioned his friends to stay back before addressing his visitor. “What are you doing here, Miss Relena?”

The auburn haired girl flashed a politician's smile as she took a step closer. “Hello, dear Quatre.”

The former pilot shifted to block her way. “You haven't answered my question, Relena.”

The other teen frowned disapprovingly, as she realized that the boy was standing in just his pajamas and bathrobe. “Geeze, you've become so rude.”

“I'm not the one who showed up without an invitation.”

“No, of course not.” She forced a smile. “You're the one that can't be bothered to join a friend's party, even with an invite. You're also the one that would steal that friend's other guests.”

Quatre snorted, crossing his arms across the front of his bathrobe. “I'm not responsible for your guest's boredom with a poorly planned soirée. If they chose to leave, it has nothing to do with me. Nor do I have any control as to where they might have gone. Now for the third and final time, Relena, what are you doing here at my house?”

“Are you going to let me in?”

“No.”

Relena stamped her foot indignantly. “Why not!?”

“I'm busy, and not in the mood for your childish games. Now please leave.”

“But I want to see Hiiro!”

The empath shook his head with distain. “Goodbye, Relena.” He dismissed, moving to close the door.

“Quatre Raberba Winner! You let me in to see Hiiro!” The girl shouted, jamming her foot in the doorway. “You will allow me to see Hiiro. It's imperative that I see him.”

A gentle hand on the blonde's shoulder nudged the smaller teen aside enough for Hiiro's glaring face to be seen. “There.” The Japanese pilot sneered, “You've seen me, now get lost.”

Relena flashed a brilliant smile. “Hiiro, Darling! I have found the perfect solution to your problem.”

“Problem?”

“I've found someone who can reverse the brainwashing mind control that THAT brainless perverted freak has you under! You'll be free!”

“I AM free, you demented twit!” Hiiro snapped back before Quatre interrupted him. “What did you just say?”

The girl spared the newtype an annoyed glance, before smiling at her beloved obsession, “I've found someone who can remov-”

“Who?” Quatre demanded.

“I'm not talking to you, so make yourself scarce.”

“I'M NOT PLAYING GAMES WITH YOU!” Quatre shouted, reaching out and grabbing the girl's arm. “Tell me who.”

“Fuck off.” The former queen hissed.

The blonde's eyes narrowed as he twisted her wrist behind her back and waited, even as a dripping sweat drenched his brow from the strain.

Relena squirmed, whimpered and whined for him to release her before relenting and crying out, “CRAWFORD!”

“There's no reason to be so shrill.” A sophisticated voice chided, as a man in a pristine white suit stepped out from behind a large stone statue. “And my dear, dear Little Heart, there is no reason to harm the banshee.”

“Cr-Crawford…” Quatre shakily shoved Relena away and almost collapsed before Hiiro's strong arms caught him. The annoying girl scrambled away, taking cover in the surrounding landscaped foliage; hiding there where she could safely watch the proceedings.

“Q?” Duo's concerned voice called, pulling the door open enough for the other pilots to kneel by their love, while the Weiss assassins remained in the shadows and out of sight. “Are you okay? Who is that freak? What's she doing here anyway?”

“E-Esselte… run-hide-D-Duo… please…” Quatre pleaded as Hiiro allowed the Chinese teen to support the ill newtype.

“What good would that be, Little Heart?” Crawford smirked, adjusting his glasses before brushing imaginary lint from his impeccable suit. “You know that between myself and Schuldig, we would find him eventually.”

“I won't let you.” Quatre stated with determination.

“Well that's amusing to say the least.” He shook his head. “Farfarello should be here shortly, along with the Elders. I'd rather have this issue resolved before he arrives as he tends to make things far more complicated than necessary. Don't you agree, Little Heart?”

“Don't call me that.” The empath protested feebly, leaning heavily against Wu Fei's chest.

“It's sad, isn't it?” A familiar voice sneered. “That pathetic loser is supposed to be the strongest newtype of our era and look at `im. So weak, he can't even stand. Pathetic.”

Quatre groaned, as his body trembled, “Fuck off, Wraith. I kicked your ass once, and I'll do it again.”

“I'd love to see you try.”

“Enough, Wraith. Little Heart has more pressing matters than to affirm your injured pride.” Crawford rolled his eyes in mild irritation. “Your mother really should tighten your leash.”

“I bet, Mr. Oracle, that out of all the things you can foresee… the one thing you miss will be your death by my hand.” The teen taunted, spinning his dark-energy sword with boredom. “Of course that will be after I take care of the golden boy.”

“You know he is not to be harmed.” The clairvoyant warned. “Same with the Kid with the braid- The others you can kill as you see fit.”

An evil grin crossed the Living Dead's face. “All of them? As I see fit?”

“They're off limits.” Quatre glared, standing with the aid of his friends. “These two are my others and Hiiro is Duo's bonded. You can't touch them.”

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To be continued…