Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Project Isis ❯ An Awkward Beginning ( Chapter 3 )

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"Carrington once mentioned a name. He was discussing financial matters with his aid while he thought I was unconscious during an examination." Kyana said evenly, "I believe the name was Liam Farius."
"Farius? Isn't he the head chairman for a lumber corporation?" Noin mused with confusion.
"I believe so. So the question is why would he be interested in genetic mutation?" Une replied.
"The even better question is why he would be working in cooperation with an environmental organization." Duo countered thoughtfully.
"It appears that many different people are interested in the technology so much so that they are willing to put aside past differences to obtain it." Silus replied.
"Then our job is now a hundred fold more difficult. It seems our enemies are on all sides." Zechs remarked bitterly. Everyone remained silent as they pondered that thought, the air in the room was heavy with dread.
"And what of Kyana?" Silus asked, his voiced laden with apprehension. All eyes involuntarily turned toward her with unease.
"We're not sure, her case is.....unique to say the least. I'm afraid I have little idea on how to handle this." Une smiled grimly.
"Toie, seqme te detaire?" Kyana whispered to her father, eyes pleading. Silus hesitated, regret lining his features,
"Mesei, seqte te detaire. Reparce pleose." He replied gently. Her face fell but she recovered her poised control quickly enough.
"What did she ask?" Trowa questioned curiously. Silus glanced down at her in question and at her noncommittal shrug he replied,
"She wants to know if we can go home." More silence followed with a guilty and sad overlay.
"It is fine." She finally said into the deep quiet of the room, "I am not a child, I understand the situation. I only thought that perhaps the situation would be quelled if another deceit were created about my existence, perhaps execution? Then I could return to the jungle and hide myself again."
"You were captured last time, he could well do it again." Heero pointed out. Kyana raised her chin a notch,
"I was not prepared for his technology, I am now. I can retreat to depths were no human has ever set foot and machines are as useless as fragile sticks." Her tail lashed with particular force to emphasize that point.
"I'm sorry," Une put as much sincerity as possible into her voice, "but we just can't take that risk. We're going to try our best to make things as comfortable as possible for you here. In addition I'm going to speak with the president about securing you citizenship, which will give you as much visibility as possible in the government to make any more kidnapping attempts much harder for Carrington and his supporters." Kyana's face stiffened with panic,
"No! I must not be known!" She pleaded, "It is far worse for the whole world to know of my existence then to be stalked by Carrington. I can protect myself from him, but not from everyone else."
"We'll keep your presence secret from the populace, but we need to inform the government. We just don't have a choice." Une promised placing her hands on her desk and leaning forward for emphasis on her sincerity on the subject. Kyana's face hardened with displeasure,
"It only makes matters more complicated." She argued.
"Kyana," Silus murmured staring down at her imposingly, "It is unavoidable." He continued in gentler tones. She submitted by lowering her head a few inches, but her displeasure at the situation remained plainly in her countenance. Une rubbed her temple wearily,
"Let's end this meeting for now. We have the basics to begin a new line of research that might help to end this fiasco. Trowa, Duo, I'd like to thank you for all of your help. You are under no obligation to assist us further, but you are more than welcome to continue participating in this case if you are so inclined."
"This is way too interesting for me to back out of. Besides, who am I to turn down helping a pretty lady." He said with a wink at Kyana. He reaction was nothing less than startled confusion as she blinked at him with her brows furrowed.
"I would like to continue in this case as well." Trowa said simply.
"Thank you." Une replied, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Dr. Silus," she continued, "I've arranged for accommodations for Kyana and yourself at the Presenter research center on the outskirts of town. The center is on the verge of a forest reserve and is very well guarded." Kyana's alarm became more and more evident by her tail's movement and the twitching of muscles underneath her skin. Her face was well guarded from signs of emotion despite the building fear her body was displaying.
"Bycail....soeso..metai..." She whispered to herself in frustration. Silus looked down sorrowfully at her but said nothing. He only continued to attempt to reassure her by caressing her hair and ears.
"I would like to be stationed there as well." Trowa said softly, his eyes riveted to the distressed woman.
"Dr. Silus...?" Une raised her eyebrows in question.
"That would be fine." He replied with a smile for the man who helped save his daughter. Everyone stood up and made ready to go their separate ways, Kyana was the last and her movements were stiff with agitation. Silus merely placed a soothing hand on her back and guided her out of the office. Once everyone had exited Une fell back heavily into her chair with a lasting sigh. Bracing her elbows on her desk she rested her head in her hands, 'what on earth am I going to do?' She mentally lamented. Tracking down conspirators was no problem; terrorists, a walk in the park, but this was an issue filled with a great deal of moral and ethical obligations.
"Ms. Une?" A female voice from her intercom cut off her dismal train of thought.
"Yes?"
"A Mr. Winner is on line one returning your call."
"Thank you, Diane, I'll take it." She murmured then braced herself for the next confrontation.


* * *


The moment they allowed Kyana to freely roam the facilities she had completely disappeared; only her father remained unconcerned. He had airily explained that it was her way of dealing with stress and that she was indeed still somewhere on the premises; she would merely remain in hiding until she felt comfortable in her new surroundings. This made the staff there, edgy already about a strange cat creature, even more nervous since they had no idea when she might pop up next. She didn't even appear for meals which had the staff even more nervous when Silus had assured them that she was seeking out her own sustenance. The overall air to the entire building was one of wary anxiousness.

"She sure isn't making herself popular." Duo remarked flippantly as he and Trowa walked down the hall in an enforced search of the elusive Kyana. Trowa chuckled softly but otherwise remained silent. "I know how bizarre and uncomfortable all this is for her but the least she could do is show a little courtesy now and then. You know, let us know she's still alive or something." Duo folded his hands behind his head and frowned, "Sometimes I wonder if Silus knows what he's talking about. There's no guarantee that she didn't just run off, something tells me that she wouldn't exactly have a hard time sneaking out of anywhere."
"She's very loyal to him, I don't think she would flee without him." Trowa replied after a long moment of thought. Another half hour of search finally brought them to the hanger where they found her laying languidly upon the wing of a shuttle nestled into a corner where deep shadows dwelled to hide her from the casual observer. Her eyes glittered softly in the dim light and they got the distinct impression that she was frowning at having been caught.
"So there you are! Remind me to never play hide and seek with you!" Duo cheerfully called out to her.
"Dr. Silus is looking for you." Trowa added. Kyana sighed archly but stood up and leapt down from the considerable height with a boneless grace that counteracted the force of the impact.
"I know." She stated as she glided up to and past them.
"You know?! Then why did you wait for us to go on a day long man hunt to find you?" Duo let some of his annoyance slip into his voice. Kyana paused and looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes held traces of some emotion they could not place,
"Because I know why he is looking for me," was her reply.
"The examinations are not going to be like the ones Carrington conducted." Trowa eased next to her with almost the same amount of feline grace. Kyana's face became shuttered,
"I know." Her tone was without inflection as she began to walk the way they came in. The silence stretched between them as they walked along the corridor into the medical examining room. Until recently, the room had been fully devoted towards the human anatomy and the investigation of different drugs. In the two days since Dr. Silus and his ward had come to the facility the room had been altered to examine all of Kyana's different attributes in hopes of knowing what was to come if Dr. Carrington proved successful in recreating Kyana or something like her. Silus was waiting for them with a handful of other doctors dressed in sterile white scrubs as well as Heero and a young man with ruffled blonde hair and gentle sea-green eyes. Kyana entered the room with her chin tilted up and her back straight with all the regalness and pride that any lion commanded. Her tail flowed behind her with a graceful wave like a banner fluttering lazily in a summer breeze. Her emerald, slit-pupiled eyes took in everyone in the room with the cold dignity of a monarch. Duo grinned to himself, 'she certainty knows how to make an entrance.' Silus gave her a brief frown of disapproval but it was only half hearted at best and lined with an inner sympathy.
"Kyana, I know this is difficult but I need for you to cooperate."
"Siathe me kaestra. No taolis questra de taia." She replied diffidently sparing a glance and the other doctors. Silus passed a hand across his temples but managed to keep his resolve.
"De tame." Was all he said but he might as well have shot her from her surprised expression. Again, she submitted to his will and placed herself in the hands of strangers to be poked and prodded. One of those strangers happened to be Sally Po. Since her medical knowledge was far from complete, she merely watched with keen interest as well as a watchfulness that indicated that she was not going to allow Kyana any more discomfort that Silus was.
"Dr. Silus, what language is that?" The blonde man asked softly in ducelet tones. Kyana swiveled an ear in his direction and glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, curiosity sparkling within them.
"It's the dialect of the Macanai tribe from the central southeast region of the Brazilian rainforest." He replied as he gently removed Kyana's bandages to inspect her wounds.
"Isn't that the tribe that has recently made official liaisons with ESUN to claim ownership of a large section of the rainforest to prevent its destruction?"
"Indeed. I have been working with them in the realm of politics to ensure that they will retain their home no matter what. Relena Dorilan has helped us a great deal to ensure that their claims will remain in the future instead of being included in the elimination of borders. After all, they have no interest in world conquest so borders will only help to preserve them rather than hinder us."
"I see," the man smiled, "you must be the hidden insider that taught them our language and helped them put together their claim."
"Yes, although I sometimes feel as though I did them a disservice. I have been known to dabble in archeology and disrupting their culture with our own is simply unforgivable." He sighed as he moved on to inspect her eyes and ears.
"Still, it was for the best," the young man said with an earnest smile, " many cattle and lumber companies have been doing enough damage to the rainforest, at least that one section will now be safe. But still, if you don't mind me asking, how did you come to be involved with them? From what I've managed to learn about them, their territory is nearly impossible to reach and they tend to shy away from strangers, if you can find them at all." Silus shared a faint smile with Kyana,
"Ah, that is another story all together. But chance and Kyana are the reasons for our inclusion into their secretive lives."
"So that's where you disappeared to when you fled to Brazil." Sally stated with intrigue.
"Well, we did spend a few months on the borders." Silus, finished with his inspection, then instructed Kyana to lie down and began making preparations for extensive x-rays. "I had fully intended to stay there but Kyana got into the habit of straying out into the forest for longer and longer periods. Finally she was gone for an entire week so, fearing the worst, I went after her. She was only seven at the time and was very likely to become someone's meal out there." Kyana snorted derisively at that from where she lay; Silus grinned teasingly at her for a moment before going on with his explanation. "A few hours into my search I was approached by a scout of the Macanai with Kyana in tow. It seems that he had stumbled upon her during her explorations and had convinced her to follow him to his village. You see, the Macanai worship nature and live their lives as close to it as possible. Once the lad set eyes on Kyana he was convinced that she was a gift from the Mother Goddess to show them the way to best serve Her. It was a rather confusing mess especially because Kyana couldn't speak a word of their language. Fortunately, in those first few months, I had dedicated myself in learning some of the local dialects of the rainforest tribes in case there came to be a problem with Kyana's roaming. The dialects that I had learned were close enough for some strained communication. Unfortunately, I could not convince him otherwise about Kyana. I found out later that the only reason that they had allowed her to return was because they thought she was leading him to some sacred site or other." He chuckled, his eyes full of memories, "After I was lead back into the village and spoke with their leader we got some understanding but to this day I cannot convince them that Kyana is not something of a divine creation. It is simply beyond their comprehension that man could create as a god can.....maybe that is the way is should be....."
"That is why they created laws against it." Sally commented, "The Macanai have the right idea." Silus smiled faintly at that but remained silent as he finished with the preliminary x-rays.


Kyana lie perched upon the window sill of an expansive window that looked out on the lush forest a few hours after the initial round of analysis. Her tail was swaying casually and her eyes were half closed as she basked in the fading rays of daylight.
"Miss?" Came a tentative voice. Kyana glanced up at the youth waiting for him to continue. "We never got a chance to be introduced; my name is Quatre Rebaba Winner." Kyana tilted her head to the side and examined him thoughtfully, her eyes boring into his.
"You're very unusual." She replied then turned her attention back to the scenery.
"Why do you say that?"
"I've never seen so much gentleness in a human being before."
"Oh, there are plenty more far gentler than I am. I think that the more you are around humans, the more of us you'll find." He smiled with intense earnesty. Kyana gazed at him, her face full of sorrow,
"I'm not so sure of that," she shrugged.
"I am." Was his forceful reply.
"I have seen humans do very terrible things....." She trailed off for a moment then shook her head changing her mind and remained silent.
"Just as there are bad people, there are good people too. Do you think that the Macanai are bad?"
"They are not human." She snapped.
"They're not?"
"They who serve Her are no longer tainted by their bodies." Quatre hesitated trying to select the right words,
"Please don't be so quick to judge. There are so many wonderful people, if you only take the time to meet them. It would be just like if one wolf sought out and killed a few people, everyone would start to fear and hate all wolves even though the rest had nothing to do with the murders. You have only seen the worst of mankind, there are others who work very hard to protect what those people destroy." Kyana returned her gaze to stare furtively out of the window.
"My mind believes you, but my heart is stubborn. I will remember what you have said here and think on it but only time and experience can teach me otherwise."
"I understand, and that is all I ask." She nodded slowly not taking her eyes away from the view.



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First I must state that the language, culture, and name of the Macanai people are totally fictitious. I sadly lack any accurate knowledge of the Brazilian tribes that reside within the rainforest. However, with the one thousand year grace period between their supposed time and ours, I feel that it is not totally irrational. My language skills of the Brazilian dialects are non-existent so the base of my created language is nothing like the present ones. If you are interested in learning the intricacies of the culture just email me and I would be more than happy to give you the details.
I must apologize for such a lengthy period of time between this and the last chapter. I'm afraid that college with the mixture of several reports and finals has kept me far too busy for any leisurely writing. Now that summer is here I shall remedy that and hopefully finish the series before I again return to schoolwork.

Thank you as always for reading and comments and criticism are always welcome.
Lady Eclipse
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