Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Pilot's Only Weakness ❯ Catorce's Plan ( Chapter 1 )

A Pilot's Only Weakness pt1.

Disclaimer: I don't own the GW characters or the show.

A/N: Well, this is set after Duo's Double. Heh. I'll try and keep this one more in character. -_-()

Summary: In the year A.C 201 the five Gundam pilots have long since forgotten about their former lives and have settled down. As hard as it may be to believe, the pilots now have weaknesses, weaknesses that this old foe wants to exploit as Duo Maxwell's wedding approaches. Who is this long forgotten enemy?

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A shadowed figure sat in the middle of a lightly dimmed room. A door opened bringing an almost blinding light into the room.

"What do you want?" The figure, which was a male, growled viciously. A young man in his late twenties entered and humbly bowed in front of the man.

"I'm sorry to bother you Baron Catorce but here are the files that you requested. We have also set up the equipment you wanted in the next room. But, we don't know the whereabouts of pilot 03. Trowa Barton."

"He's of no matter. The other four are more important. They have the weaknesses. Thank you Private Johansson. You may leave." Private Johansson left the room leaving Catorce to look over the files.

"Yes, my plan is finally coming together. The indestructible Gundam Pilots now have the weaknesses I can…exploit." He chucked to himself and walked over to a desk, which had a framed picture on it. He picked it up and stroked it softly. "Soon my dear, I will have your love and respect. Respect that I deserve…and not those dim-witted Gundam pilots." He said, his tone of voice became irate when he mentioned the pilots. "Soon…"

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In Riyadh, Saudi Arabia…

A tall blonde man stood outside the shuttle station in Riyadh with a big smile on his face. He walked up to the front desk.

"Excuse me? Do you know when the shuttle from Colony L2 is arriving?" The guy asked.

"Yes, it should be there in about two minutes."

"Really?! Where?!"

"Calm down sir! It's on the other side of the station." The woman slightly smirked at his antics.

He sped off like there was no tomorrow, jumping over people and nearly causing three-dozen accidents. After about a million sorrys he made it to the arrival port just as the shuttle touched down. He looked pass the other passengers coming through the doorway. Then he finally saw who he was waiting for. She was a tall, slender woman with chestnut hair and amethyst eyes. She looked over to the man and a huge grin appeared on her face making her appear a lot younger than she actually was. He walked over to her and embraced her with a passionate kiss.

"Hey there stranger." He said looking lovingly into her eyes.

"Hey there yourself. How have you been Quatre?" She asked but he just smiled and led her away. "What's wrong?"

"Huh? Nothing! Nothing's, hehe, wrong Michelle!" Quatre said hastily as they walked outside to his red convertible.

"There are plenty of things wrong. First, you're talking as if you're being watched or something! Second, you're driving the red convertible! The RED one!! What's going on? C'mon," Michelle said putting her arms around him and pouting. "You can tell me." Quatre sighed.

"My sisters want to meet you." Quatre said.

"And…………that's a bad thing?" Michelle asked.

"Well yeah."

"I'm insulted." She said jokingly but of course Quatre thought she was serious.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that!"

"I know you didn't. I was just joking." Michelle cocked an eyebrow.

"Oh. Miche, you know how I feel about you it's just that…I have 29 sisters! 29!! Most of them are ok and they're the ones that can't make it!! We're left with my five bossiest and nosiest sisters." Quatre despaired as Michelle stifled a giggle. "It's not funny!"

"I'm sure I can handle it! It can't be as bad as you think it is!" Michelle said but Quatre still had that look of despair on his face. "Of all the Quatre Winner's in the world you are the Quatre Winneriest." She said as he started to laugh. They got in the car and started towards Quatre's house.

"So, how are Duo and Hilde?" Quatre asked.

"Last time I checked on them they were more in love than ever. They've also set the date for their wedding."

"Really? When is it?"

"On Hilde's birthday. Two weeks from now."

"That's…romantic, I'm shocked!" Quatre joked.

"Knowing him he's just done it so that he doesn't forget her birthday or their anniversary." Michelle said as Quatre laughed.

"You certainly are a Maxwell." Quatre smirked. She laughed.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

In Boston, Massachusetts…

Another young man stepped out of his car and looked at the slightly huge house he was standing in front of. His unruly dark hair didn't exactly go with his attire of smart trousers and a shirt but then again he wasn't exactly the most stylish person around. He was kind of on the short side but was still muscular. He took his sunglasses off and placed them on his head.

"Well, I suppose I'd better go in and see him then." He said, in a monotonous sort of voice. He went to the front door and knocked.

"Just a minute!!" A male voice yelled from inside. The young man smirked slightly. The door flung open to reveal a slightly taller man but they looked about the same age. His long chestnut braid was flung over his shoulder as the man put a massive grin on his face.

"Heero! How was the shuttle flight?" He said as Heero put out a hand to shake but the guy hugged him. He hesitantly returned the hug.

"Fine. Good to see you Maxwell." Heero said.

"Heero, how long have we known each other?"

"Well, um…"

"I think long enough for you to call me Duo." Duo said ushering him to come inside.

"So, how's Hilde?"

"She's great. A little excited I guess."

"And you're not?"

"Of course I am! You know how girls are!" Duo laughed. "You want some coffee?"

"No thanks, I'm alright."

"How are things between you and Relena?" Duo asked mischievously. Heero's eyes widened a little but then he went back to normal.

"I'm still her bodyguard if that's what you're asking."

"Mmm hmm. Geez, you're both as stubborn as each other."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Heero asked, sporting the Heero Yuy Death Glare™. Duo waved his hands in defence.

"Nothing!! Absolutely nada dude!!" Duo laughed.

"Hn. So, have you set a date?"

"Yep, in two weeks."

"Not that far. Have you booked a place?"

"Hilde has. She won't even let me do anything."

"Smart woman."

"Huh?"

"She knows you'll botch this up somehow."

"Very funny Yuy."

"Don't you think we've known each other long enough for you to call me Heero?"

"Oh! The Perfect Soldier finally cracks a joke! Interesting."

"I try something new every so often."

"I thought you weren't supposed to show emotions."

"Sarcasm is not an emotion, for you it's more like a way of life."

"Ooh!! I've got something to show you!" Duo exclaimed running into his room.

"He can act like such a child sometimes." Heero muttered.

"Oh yeah! Can a child get this?" Duo asked with a smug look on his face. He held up a framed piece of paper. Heero looked at it and raised his eyebrows.

"A university degree in mechanics and engineering. Hn, nice work." Heero said. Duo just grinned happily. "Hn."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Names, Private. I need names." The Baron barked. The poor private swallowed hard and continued.

"I have the names you requested sir…"

"Ah yes. The weaknesses!! Huzzah!" Catorce said as the private sweat dropped slightly. "Ahem. Now, the names."

"Yes sir! Here they are." Private Johansson handed the file to the man. He opened them and studied them carefully.

"Hmm. Their personal details…I expected them to be…different. It doesn't matter. They're all part of my plan."

"Yes sir…" Johansson said leaving the office. Catorce turned around to a surveillance computer.

"Finally, this is up and running." He smirked evilly. "Enjoy the fireworks boys. Hahaha."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"QUATRE!" Five shrill voices shrieked. Michelle and Quatre grimaced slightly.

"Hi. This is Michelle." Quatre said.

"Hi Michelle!" They all said in unison again. They all looked very similar but only one of them had similar eyes to Quatre. They all had darker hair than him too.

"Hello." Michelle uttered shyly. Quatre raised an eyebrow at her.

"Aw Quatre! She's just adorable!" One of them said.

"Michelle, this is Amira, Leila, Sultana, Nadia and Sabina." Quatre said pointing to each of them. They all waved at Michelle as she sweat dropped a little.

"Come, come! You have to sit down! I'll go and prepare some tea." Amira said as she dashed off to the kitchen. They sat down in the parlour. There was an uncomfortable silence.

"So, how are you?" Nadia asked.

"Just fine. A little jet lagged but what can you do?" Michelle smiled. The sisters all looked at each other and then smiled back. Both Quatre and Michelle sweat dropped big time. Amira dashed back in with the tea and set it down on the table.

"Did I miss any gossip?" She asked the sisters in Arabic as Quatre looked at his sisters in surprise. Michelle was blushing, obviously she had understood what Amira had said.

**I want to die of embarrassment.** Quatre thought to himself.

"Well I for one am glad that you're dating Quatre! He hasn't had a date in a long time!" Leila exclaimed. Quatre almost face-faulted.

"That's…nice." Michelle said.

"Leila!" Quatre hissed.

"Don't worry, we're happy for you. I have to admit, we were a bit worried about our little brother. We kinda thought he was gay, you know, with that Trowa guy." Sultana smiled. Quatre's mouth just hung open in shock.

"Oh stop being such a busybody Quatre! We like her! She's a lot nicer than that other girl you brought home." Sabina smiled. Quatre paled. "What was her name?"

"I don't think we wanna talk about that!" Quatre said nervously.

"Now, don't be silly! I think her name was Melissa." Nadia said.

"No, it began with R, Rachel?" Amira offered.

"No, it was…I know who it was!! That Relena girl! Relena Dorlian!" Sultana cried as Michelle choked on the tea she was drinking. Quatre patted her on the back because her face was turning blue.

"Hmm! From that cough I'd say that you know her!" Leila said as the others nodded.

"Could they be related?" Sabina asked with a mischievous smile.

"Ooh! Scandalous!" The five sisters laughed. Both Quatre and Michelle just sat there with red faces.

"I think it's time I took Michelle home!" Quatre smiled grabbing Michelle and dashing out the door. "See you later!"

"That's too bad. I was just getting to know her." Sultana said as the others nodded in agreement. Outside, Michelle and Quatre were in an uncomfortable silence. When they were a good way away from the house, Michelle started to laugh really loud.

"Pardon me for asking but, what's so funny?" Quatre asked.

"You and…Relena! Hahaha! HAHAHA!" Michelle laughed as she clutched her stomach. "Oh! I can't breathe! TROWA!! BWAHAHA!! Oh, I can't wait to tell him that one. I think he might actually laugh for a change!!"

"I can explain!" Quatre exclaimed but Michelle was too busy laughing. Quatre sighed a mushroom cloud. Michelle wiped the tears from her eyes and then looked at Quatre.

"Ok, explain." Michelle said.

"Well, she wanted to make Heero jealous and she couldn't go to none of the other guys…it was a long time ago! We were like 17! I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? So what, you dated a girl before me? It's not the end of the world Quatre!" Michelle smiled.

"Really?"

"You are just so adorable!" Michelle said giving him a hug.

"So, you wanna just drive around?" Quatre asked, just about to open the door of the car.

"Nah, how about we take a romantic stroll?" Michelle said as she linked her arm with Quatre's and walked off. They were no more than 15ft away from the car when it exploded. The flames soon disappeared as if they were supposed to.

"Holy shit!" Michelle exclaimed.

"What happened?" Quatre exclaimed. "It was fine a minute ago!"

"I…I'm not sure. What I am sure of is that it wasn't an accident. Someone wanted that to happen. To us." Michelle said as Quatre looked back at the wreck.

"But who would?"

"I'm not sure."

"I wonder if we should tell the others…"

"We should, I'm not so sure about Duo though."

"What do you mean?"

"He's very…superstitious. He'd take this as some sort of sign." Michelle laughed sheepishly.

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In San Francisco, California…

"Hey Catherine!" Trowa yelled. "I'll be back soon, I just need to get some things from the nearby store!"

"Okay!! Be careful!" Catherine yelled from inside the tent. Trowa smiled slightly. Even though he was twenty years old she still worried about him as if he were a little child. He walked to the store and fished his hands inside his pockets.

"Oh great. I forgot the money." Trowa said as he started to walk back. The store behind him exploded, sending him flying about 20ft. He got up and clutched his arm. It was in a lot of pain but he could take it.

"If Duo were here, he'd say this was a sign." Trowa stated as he tried to get up. He could hear sirens wailing in the background. "I'd better get out of here."

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The next day…

"Michelle!! Michelle, where are you?" Quatre yelled.

A muffled voice shouted back and he followed it. He saw her legs sticking out from under the wrecked car. He panicked, thinking she had somehow got stuck under there, and pulled her out. He had pulled to hard and she went skidding down the driveway. Quatre sweat dropped as she came skateboarding back. She was wearing a tight t-shirt and a pair of overalls. The top half of the overalls were hanging around her waist. She had smudges all over her face and on her clothes. She had her hair tied up in a bandana.

"What did you do that for?!" Michelle asked.

"I…I thought you were stuck under the car…" Quatre said sheepishly. Michelle just smirked.

"Actually I was trying to find out what had happened last night. I think I may have found something." She said, lying on the skateboard and wheeling herself under the car again. "Can you hear me?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, whoever did this must've had experience in the war. Or at least was in the Mafia."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, they had many back up plans in case the car didn't explode. The brake fluid is completely drained and the acceleration wires have been messed with. Oh and I found this." She said wheeling out with an exploded bomb.

"Oh my God." Quatre uttered. "So, this was done purposely. But who?"

"Speaking professionally, I'd say that someone you fought has a grudge against you."

"How about speaking personally?"

"Some poor son of a bitch that is gonna get his ass kicked if I ever see him."

"Hehe."

"What?" She said blowing a fluff of hair from her face.

"Nothing." He said pulling her close and kissing her deeply.

"Am I interrupting something?" A cool voice said. They pulled apart and looked over to see none other than the Heavyarms pilot himself. The uni-banged man had his arm bandaged and looked like he had gotten in a fight.

"Trowa!" Quatre exclaimed. "Nice to see you but what happened? Are you okay?!"

"Yeah I'm fine. Hey Michelle."

"Hey, from the look on your face I can tell you had an experience with some TNT as well. You okay?" Michelle asked, concerned. Trowa sighed and nodded.

"This is getting out of hand. Was it just us who were targeted?" Quatre asked.

"Hopefully." Trowa said as the other two looked at him confused. "What I mean is I hope no one else got hurt too."

"At least not yet." Michelle said.

"What do you mean?" Trowa asked.

"I'm only guessing this is a grudge attack but if it is then the person would want to kill us at different times. You know, to mess with our heads. It's just a guess though…"

"That's sick." Quatre said shaking his head. "We should get ready. Duo wants us over at his place today. It'll take us a couple of hours to get there."

"Oh? Have him and Hilde set the date?" Trowa asked.

"Two weeks." Michelle replied. "I hope whoever this is

doesn't ruin it for them."

To Be Continued…

Well what did you think? Should I bother continuing? Who is this madman that is trying to kill the g-boys. What are the weaknesses that he has found out about the pilots?? Find out next time.