Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Nothing ❯ Taking Action ( Chapter 6 )
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By: Sancta 
Mariemaia takes matters into her own hands.
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Mariemaia takes matters into her own hands.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.07.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 191 | Status: Work In Progress
Taking Action
Rating- Pg
Pairing- Mariemaia Khushrenada VS Preventers Headquarters
Summary Mariemaia takes matters into her own hands.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters.
Notes: Please keep in mind that a period of 8 Months has gone by.
Mariemaia paced nervously outside the courtroom doors. Her hands were
clasped behind her back; to ensure she didnt resort back to biting her nails. Her eyes
were trained on the way her long, pale blue dress fluttered against her black heels and
she had to wonder if she was dressed appropriately enough. Maybe a suit would have
been better? She huffed. Did she have enough time to run to the bathroom? For the first
time in her life she had needed to apply make-up and she wasnt sure what was
supposed to go where and if she had applied enough. She bit her lip softly with her
teeth. She could not go in there looking like some sort of clown. Her ears strained
desperately to hear what was going on behind those oak doors. What was taking them
so long? She huffed.
Plainly put, she was a wreck. It had been eight months. Eight fucking months and
still there was no word from Chang. No email, no phone call, nothing. He had never
done this before, ever. Fear and worried gripped her intestines and twisted them into
Celtic knots. Something must be terribly wrong.
Eight, long, horrible, gut wrenching months of worrying and being left in the dark!
And, of course, Une had done nothing about it; stupid, spoiled, selfish cow that she was!
Everything else had been of more importance. Everything else had had a higher
priority than a missing officer of Changs caliber. Hell, even Sally Poe, who was his
current partner, wasnt worried. Mariemaia had waited hours in the medical ward to see
her, only to be placated like some small, dumb child. It was ridiculous! No one else
cared that Wufei could be hurt. No one else cared that he could be captured and
tortured. No one else cared that there was blood on his office floor!
How many times had she heard, "This is Chang, hes fine" . . . or . . . "Missions of this
degree takes finesse and time; there is no need to worry."
It was bullshit!
Clenching her fists, Mariemaia threw herself down on the bench provided outside
the courtroom doors. Smoothing out her dress, she looked around. Nothing caught her
interest. Nothing could stop the worry from running through her head. Nothing would be
okay again until Wufei was back home; safe and sound!
She huffed; this particular part of the court house was empty. Other than a few
passing guards here and there, it was eerily quiet. Mariemaia could feel a twitch
developing. How long was this going to take?
With a sudden jerk, the doors before her opened. Mariemaia stood, waiting for
the guard to beckon her forward. It was time to get her brother back. And no idiotic fool
behind that door was going to deny her. Mariemaia was going to do whatever was
necessary; even if that meant getting her guardian, Lady Une, fired for her
incompetence.
A nod was given and she was lead inside the courtroom. She strode past the
benches on the left and right of her, made specifically for an audience that would not be
present on this day, past the little swinging doors and into the center of the room. She
would not bother with sitting down at the desk and chairs provided behind her. No one
ever made a valid point sitting down.
In front of her sat the three men and two women that would decide her fate.
Sitting in the first chair was Lady Krystal Grey of Universal Telecommunications.
Holder of the largest communication systems for planet Earth, this woman, who had
gray hair and kind green eyes, looked easy to persuade, with a kind demeanor and soft
smile.
Reclining back in the second chair was Admiral Joseph Bishop of the Marines.
An old man whod spent many years in the service, but had only reached so far in his
career. With his bald head, pursed lips and cold brown eyes, Mariemaia knew she
would have to choose her words very carefully. He looked to be a man of short
patience.
In the third chair Judge Michael Dupuis sat. A fairly young man to be sitting on
the bench at his young age, but with pepper brown hair swept up neatly upon his head
and tolerant hazel eyes, it was no wonder he had kept his position this long. Her strong
intellect should impress him greatly.
The fourth chair was held by Lady Nikita Dorlian-Walters. She was the youngest
women to ever be Operator of Preventers First Line of Defense, and second cousin to
Vice-Minister Relena Dorlian. She was an all around intelligent young woman of
strawberry blond curls, cornflower blue eyes, and sarcastic wit. Mariemaia knew it would
be easy to win her over; since they both shared a hidden disdain for Miss Relena, and
stupid minded people.
In the final chair sat a Representative for Quarte R. Winner. Held responsible for
all legal issues on Earth, this old gentleman, Lord Seymour Hughes, with his silver white
hair and keen grey eyes, helped Mr. Winner lead the largest space business
conglomerate for all the major colonies of outer space. Mariemaia was unsure of how
he would vote... Maybe if she played on his concern for his young master; implied that it
could have easily been Quarte that had gone missing with the way Une treated her
agents... yes, just maybe she could receive an unanimous vote.
All five of them made up the Worlds Leading Enforcement of Common Wealth
Law, also known as Global Headquarters
"Now that we are all present I would like to get a better understanding of this
case." Judge Dupuis spoke, stapling his fingers together on top of the files Mariemaia
had sent to him this morning.
"-A Preventer agent" he opened the file to glance down at the profile "Chang
Wufei, has been missing for at least six months, according to you" he peered up at
her- "And, you, young lady, would like us to place out a Universal All Points Bulletin, on
your request."
"Yes," Mariemaia uttered.
"Under what circumstances should we agree to such a request?" Lady Walters
asked, idly studying her pearl pink nails.
"Chang Wufei is the only person... I consider family" she replied; waiting causally
to make sure all eyes were on her before continuing. "He is a brother to me in every
sense of the word; and in his absence I fear for his well-being. Eight months ago on this
very day I went to go visit him, and found nothing but blood on his office floor. When I
asked his fellow co-workers if they had seen him recently, they all replied no. When I
asked Commander Une if she knew where he was, she would only say that he is on a
classified mission-"
"So he is currently engaged on a mission?" Lady Grey asked; her green eyes
sympathetic.
"Yes", Mariemaia wavered. "But I am terrified that he could be seriously hurt.
There has been no word from him at all in over eight months. Ive asked around. No one
is sure how long he has been out in the field. There has been no word from him
whatsoever; so I asked if it was possible to send him a transmission, but was profusely
denied. Supposedly the mission is so high level, whatever it is, to risk that kind of
contact, but yet he was the only one that was sent out..."
Just then, the main door opened, emitting one very frustrated Lady Une, and one
very stone faced Sally Poe. Mariemaia froze in her spot. She had hoped that they would
be stuck in meetings all morning long. Her hands curled into fists at her side.
"Mariemaia, what are you doing here? You are supposed to be in class, young
lady," Une scorned.
"Ah, Commander Une, Special Agent Poe, I am glad to see that you could join us
for this hearing." Admiral Bishop spoke, sitting up in his chair. "Our little ,,Queen was
just entertaining us with her childish anecdotes."
No wonder he had looked so relaxed before. Mariemaia clicked her tongue inside
her mouth. Matters had just gotten ten times worse. But she would allow none of it to
show on her face. She straightened her back and placed on her most regal mask.
"Im bringing Wufei home," Mariemaia stated to Unes previous question.
Une stood beside her, scowling so heavily small wrinkles began to show around
her mouth. "Agent Chang is currently on a mission."
"There has been no word from him in over eight months," she reiterated.
"He is currently on a mission, Mariemaia, and none of it is your business!"
"It is my business. You obviously dont care about the well-being of your agents!"
she snapped back.
"That is enough," Judge Dupuis commanded. "Obviously there is more to this
than what I expected; and we would like any information you two can offer us about this
matter. This young lady has serious concerns, and considering the time span in which
he has been ,,missing I believe that some of those concerns may be valid." He paused
for a few moments, waiting patiently for his words to sink in. "Agent Poe, you are his
partner; is it typical of Agent Chang to not communicate like this?"
"Yes", Poe muttered while rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. "It is not
unusual to go long periods of time without getting an update from him. He is very
capable of the work that he takes on, and if he deems it necessary to delay contact to
ensure a successful mission, then that is exactly what he normally does."
"Very courageous of him, but isnt that against Preventers Protocol?" Lady
Walters leaned forward, lips pursing.
"If it ensures that an Agent returns safely then it is allowed." Une returned
sharply.
"It is against protocol. How are you to know if said agent is not injured or in need
of assistance like Mariemaia suggested?" Walters crossed, her eyes narrowing.
"Agent Chang is not in trouble" Une repeated.
"Hes been gone for eight months and you dont even know where he is. And did
you forget that there was even blood on his office floor!" Mariemaia interrupted
disgustedly.
"His previous injury did not hinder him for his current mission, and I know exactly
where my agent is. You have no say in this, and you also had no right going behind my
back with something so completely ridiculous and such an utter waste of time!"
"You mean to say that he was cleared for his current mission with an unhealed
injury?" Grey shifted forward, green eyes intense.
"Please, the boy is a seasoned fighter; some small flesh wound is nothing to fret
about in your old age, Krystal." Bishop muttered, easing his wary body back into his
chair. It was obvious now to Mariemaia... why he had gotten nowhere in his career. He
was just a useless pile of mass; too lazy to do anything right, but always meddling in
things completely out of his puny scope of range.
"He is forced to do it all the time." She stepped forward, arm slashing through the
air like an invisible sword. Now if only she could cut down the idiot in front of her and
beside her.
"Oh dear Lord. Agent Chang is not forced to do anything. He chooses his
missions. He chooses his team. He chooses when to move, when to return. He is
capable of whatever mission that is given to him and accomplishes everything with
minimal casualties and interference -"
"That is also against protocol, Commander Une! Are you that short of staff?"
Walters questioned, fingers flexing loosely in a tight fist.
"It is not a matter of being short of staff. Agent Changs expertise is very valuable
to the main branch. If he is capable of receiving missions and is cleared from medical;
then I choose to send him in rather than to pull out an entire team only to handle
something he is capable of doing in a shorter amount of time and with more efficiency."
"Its not about what you prefer, Commander. It is what protocol law states. I
believed you had more common sense than that," Krystal uttered in disappointment.
"Certain missions require the finesse of a seasoned agent over that of a team."
"Is that why you always allow him to buoy from one mission and into the next with
just an hours time frame to check in with Medical?" Mariemaia stated coolly. Now that it
was obvious that things were going her way, she could take a deep breath and calm
down some.
"Buoy?" Judge Dupuis asked, avidly watching everyones reactions.
Une clicked her mouth in distaste, barely restraining from the urge to roll her
eyes.
"It is sometimes necessary for an agent to move from one mission into the next
without backup and only a limited amount of information at his disposal. It is only done
when the current mission is completed at 98% and that Agents talents are necessary
for the upcoming mission."
"Commander Une, you are treading on very dangerous grounds; grounds at the
moment that I cannot ignore. Not only is that irresponsible, but foolish. Do you know the
publicity scandal that would occur if this type of information ever got out?" Walterss
entire frame visibly shook, from which particular emotion Mariemaia could not tell, but it
was enough to know that she had won. And all that was left to do was to watch Une
make an ass out of herself.
"You are not privy to the inner workings of the main branch, Nikita. Do not begin
to tell me how to accomplish the job that was given to me, clearly understanding that
without me, Preventers would have fallen apart at the seams years ago. My agents are
willing and capable, and if I am skilled enough to maintain this current bout of peace for
so long, then you have no reason to question my methods."
"That is exactly why we must question them. It looks like power has gone to your
head again, Une. In three weeks time we will meet again to discuss exactly what
methods you should be using and how they are to be used properly." Judge Dupuis
frowned, hazel eyes hardened to his verdict. "Mariemaia, your request has been
granted. Your APB will be issued at 14 hundred hours across G.E. and SHQ; it will also
be encoded for the sake of the Agents safety. I pray Chang Wufei is found speedily."
Mariemaia smiled brilliantly as his gavel rang inside the courtroom walls. It sang
of justice and her heart swelled. Wufei would be very proud of her. Now all she had to
do now was survive Unes vicious form of punishment. And with the wrinkles visibly
showing around her eyes and the rage spewing from its depth, it would be a vicious.
Still, her brother would be coming home soon. Mariemaia was on cloud nine.
Rating- Pg
Pairing- Mariemaia Khushrenada VS Preventers Headquarters
Summary Mariemaia takes matters into her own hands.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters.
Notes: Please keep in mind that a period of 8 Months has gone by.
Mariemaia paced nervously outside the courtroom doors. Her hands were
clasped behind her back; to ensure she didnt resort back to biting her nails. Her eyes
were trained on the way her long, pale blue dress fluttered against her black heels and
she had to wonder if she was dressed appropriately enough. Maybe a suit would have
been better? She huffed. Did she have enough time to run to the bathroom? For the first
time in her life she had needed to apply make-up and she wasnt sure what was
supposed to go where and if she had applied enough. She bit her lip softly with her
teeth. She could not go in there looking like some sort of clown. Her ears strained
desperately to hear what was going on behind those oak doors. What was taking them
so long? She huffed.
Plainly put, she was a wreck. It had been eight months. Eight fucking months and
still there was no word from Chang. No email, no phone call, nothing. He had never
done this before, ever. Fear and worried gripped her intestines and twisted them into
Celtic knots. Something must be terribly wrong.
Eight, long, horrible, gut wrenching months of worrying and being left in the dark!
And, of course, Une had done nothing about it; stupid, spoiled, selfish cow that she was!
Everything else had been of more importance. Everything else had had a higher
priority than a missing officer of Changs caliber. Hell, even Sally Poe, who was his
current partner, wasnt worried. Mariemaia had waited hours in the medical ward to see
her, only to be placated like some small, dumb child. It was ridiculous! No one else
cared that Wufei could be hurt. No one else cared that he could be captured and
tortured. No one else cared that there was blood on his office floor!
How many times had she heard, "This is Chang, hes fine" . . . or . . . "Missions of this
degree takes finesse and time; there is no need to worry."
It was bullshit!
Clenching her fists, Mariemaia threw herself down on the bench provided outside
the courtroom doors. Smoothing out her dress, she looked around. Nothing caught her
interest. Nothing could stop the worry from running through her head. Nothing would be
okay again until Wufei was back home; safe and sound!
She huffed; this particular part of the court house was empty. Other than a few
passing guards here and there, it was eerily quiet. Mariemaia could feel a twitch
developing. How long was this going to take?
With a sudden jerk, the doors before her opened. Mariemaia stood, waiting for
the guard to beckon her forward. It was time to get her brother back. And no idiotic fool
behind that door was going to deny her. Mariemaia was going to do whatever was
necessary; even if that meant getting her guardian, Lady Une, fired for her
incompetence.
A nod was given and she was lead inside the courtroom. She strode past the
benches on the left and right of her, made specifically for an audience that would not be
present on this day, past the little swinging doors and into the center of the room. She
would not bother with sitting down at the desk and chairs provided behind her. No one
ever made a valid point sitting down.
In front of her sat the three men and two women that would decide her fate.
Sitting in the first chair was Lady Krystal Grey of Universal Telecommunications.
Holder of the largest communication systems for planet Earth, this woman, who had
gray hair and kind green eyes, looked easy to persuade, with a kind demeanor and soft
smile.
Reclining back in the second chair was Admiral Joseph Bishop of the Marines.
An old man whod spent many years in the service, but had only reached so far in his
career. With his bald head, pursed lips and cold brown eyes, Mariemaia knew she
would have to choose her words very carefully. He looked to be a man of short
patience.
In the third chair Judge Michael Dupuis sat. A fairly young man to be sitting on
the bench at his young age, but with pepper brown hair swept up neatly upon his head
and tolerant hazel eyes, it was no wonder he had kept his position this long. Her strong
intellect should impress him greatly.
The fourth chair was held by Lady Nikita Dorlian-Walters. She was the youngest
women to ever be Operator of Preventers First Line of Defense, and second cousin to
Vice-Minister Relena Dorlian. She was an all around intelligent young woman of
strawberry blond curls, cornflower blue eyes, and sarcastic wit. Mariemaia knew it would
be easy to win her over; since they both shared a hidden disdain for Miss Relena, and
stupid minded people.
In the final chair sat a Representative for Quarte R. Winner. Held responsible for
all legal issues on Earth, this old gentleman, Lord Seymour Hughes, with his silver white
hair and keen grey eyes, helped Mr. Winner lead the largest space business
conglomerate for all the major colonies of outer space. Mariemaia was unsure of how
he would vote... Maybe if she played on his concern for his young master; implied that it
could have easily been Quarte that had gone missing with the way Une treated her
agents... yes, just maybe she could receive an unanimous vote.
All five of them made up the Worlds Leading Enforcement of Common Wealth
Law, also known as Global Headquarters
"Now that we are all present I would like to get a better understanding of this
case." Judge Dupuis spoke, stapling his fingers together on top of the files Mariemaia
had sent to him this morning.
"-A Preventer agent" he opened the file to glance down at the profile "Chang
Wufei, has been missing for at least six months, according to you" he peered up at
her- "And, you, young lady, would like us to place out a Universal All Points Bulletin, on
your request."
"Yes," Mariemaia uttered.
"Under what circumstances should we agree to such a request?" Lady Walters
asked, idly studying her pearl pink nails.
"Chang Wufei is the only person... I consider family" she replied; waiting causally
to make sure all eyes were on her before continuing. "He is a brother to me in every
sense of the word; and in his absence I fear for his well-being. Eight months ago on this
very day I went to go visit him, and found nothing but blood on his office floor. When I
asked his fellow co-workers if they had seen him recently, they all replied no. When I
asked Commander Une if she knew where he was, she would only say that he is on a
classified mission-"
"So he is currently engaged on a mission?" Lady Grey asked; her green eyes
sympathetic.
"Yes", Mariemaia wavered. "But I am terrified that he could be seriously hurt.
There has been no word from him at all in over eight months. Ive asked around. No one
is sure how long he has been out in the field. There has been no word from him
whatsoever; so I asked if it was possible to send him a transmission, but was profusely
denied. Supposedly the mission is so high level, whatever it is, to risk that kind of
contact, but yet he was the only one that was sent out..."
Just then, the main door opened, emitting one very frustrated Lady Une, and one
very stone faced Sally Poe. Mariemaia froze in her spot. She had hoped that they would
be stuck in meetings all morning long. Her hands curled into fists at her side.
"Mariemaia, what are you doing here? You are supposed to be in class, young
lady," Une scorned.
"Ah, Commander Une, Special Agent Poe, I am glad to see that you could join us
for this hearing." Admiral Bishop spoke, sitting up in his chair. "Our little ,,Queen was
just entertaining us with her childish anecdotes."
No wonder he had looked so relaxed before. Mariemaia clicked her tongue inside
her mouth. Matters had just gotten ten times worse. But she would allow none of it to
show on her face. She straightened her back and placed on her most regal mask.
"Im bringing Wufei home," Mariemaia stated to Unes previous question.
Une stood beside her, scowling so heavily small wrinkles began to show around
her mouth. "Agent Chang is currently on a mission."
"There has been no word from him in over eight months," she reiterated.
"He is currently on a mission, Mariemaia, and none of it is your business!"
"It is my business. You obviously dont care about the well-being of your agents!"
she snapped back.
"That is enough," Judge Dupuis commanded. "Obviously there is more to this
than what I expected; and we would like any information you two can offer us about this
matter. This young lady has serious concerns, and considering the time span in which
he has been ,,missing I believe that some of those concerns may be valid." He paused
for a few moments, waiting patiently for his words to sink in. "Agent Poe, you are his
partner; is it typical of Agent Chang to not communicate like this?"
"Yes", Poe muttered while rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. "It is not
unusual to go long periods of time without getting an update from him. He is very
capable of the work that he takes on, and if he deems it necessary to delay contact to
ensure a successful mission, then that is exactly what he normally does."
"Very courageous of him, but isnt that against Preventers Protocol?" Lady
Walters leaned forward, lips pursing.
"If it ensures that an Agent returns safely then it is allowed." Une returned
sharply.
"It is against protocol. How are you to know if said agent is not injured or in need
of assistance like Mariemaia suggested?" Walters crossed, her eyes narrowing.
"Agent Chang is not in trouble" Une repeated.
"Hes been gone for eight months and you dont even know where he is. And did
you forget that there was even blood on his office floor!" Mariemaia interrupted
disgustedly.
"His previous injury did not hinder him for his current mission, and I know exactly
where my agent is. You have no say in this, and you also had no right going behind my
back with something so completely ridiculous and such an utter waste of time!"
"You mean to say that he was cleared for his current mission with an unhealed
injury?" Grey shifted forward, green eyes intense.
"Please, the boy is a seasoned fighter; some small flesh wound is nothing to fret
about in your old age, Krystal." Bishop muttered, easing his wary body back into his
chair. It was obvious now to Mariemaia... why he had gotten nowhere in his career. He
was just a useless pile of mass; too lazy to do anything right, but always meddling in
things completely out of his puny scope of range.
"He is forced to do it all the time." She stepped forward, arm slashing through the
air like an invisible sword. Now if only she could cut down the idiot in front of her and
beside her.
"Oh dear Lord. Agent Chang is not forced to do anything. He chooses his
missions. He chooses his team. He chooses when to move, when to return. He is
capable of whatever mission that is given to him and accomplishes everything with
minimal casualties and interference -"
"That is also against protocol, Commander Une! Are you that short of staff?"
Walters questioned, fingers flexing loosely in a tight fist.
"It is not a matter of being short of staff. Agent Changs expertise is very valuable
to the main branch. If he is capable of receiving missions and is cleared from medical;
then I choose to send him in rather than to pull out an entire team only to handle
something he is capable of doing in a shorter amount of time and with more efficiency."
"Its not about what you prefer, Commander. It is what protocol law states. I
believed you had more common sense than that," Krystal uttered in disappointment.
"Certain missions require the finesse of a seasoned agent over that of a team."
"Is that why you always allow him to buoy from one mission and into the next with
just an hours time frame to check in with Medical?" Mariemaia stated coolly. Now that it
was obvious that things were going her way, she could take a deep breath and calm
down some.
"Buoy?" Judge Dupuis asked, avidly watching everyones reactions.
Une clicked her mouth in distaste, barely restraining from the urge to roll her
eyes.
"It is sometimes necessary for an agent to move from one mission into the next
without backup and only a limited amount of information at his disposal. It is only done
when the current mission is completed at 98% and that Agents talents are necessary
for the upcoming mission."
"Commander Une, you are treading on very dangerous grounds; grounds at the
moment that I cannot ignore. Not only is that irresponsible, but foolish. Do you know the
publicity scandal that would occur if this type of information ever got out?" Walterss
entire frame visibly shook, from which particular emotion Mariemaia could not tell, but it
was enough to know that she had won. And all that was left to do was to watch Une
make an ass out of herself.
"You are not privy to the inner workings of the main branch, Nikita. Do not begin
to tell me how to accomplish the job that was given to me, clearly understanding that
without me, Preventers would have fallen apart at the seams years ago. My agents are
willing and capable, and if I am skilled enough to maintain this current bout of peace for
so long, then you have no reason to question my methods."
"That is exactly why we must question them. It looks like power has gone to your
head again, Une. In three weeks time we will meet again to discuss exactly what
methods you should be using and how they are to be used properly." Judge Dupuis
frowned, hazel eyes hardened to his verdict. "Mariemaia, your request has been
granted. Your APB will be issued at 14 hundred hours across G.E. and SHQ; it will also
be encoded for the sake of the Agents safety. I pray Chang Wufei is found speedily."
Mariemaia smiled brilliantly as his gavel rang inside the courtroom walls. It sang
of justice and her heart swelled. Wufei would be very proud of her. Now all she had to
do now was survive Unes vicious form of punishment. And with the wrinkles visibly
showing around her eyes and the rage spewing from its depth, it would be a vicious.
Still, her brother would be coming home soon. Mariemaia was on cloud nine.