Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Sandrock was no more ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 7 )

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Chapter six

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Dorothy Catalonia walked like a faithful dog at the heel of her dear Princess Relena. A sly smirk was ever present on her pale face. Her light blue eyes glistened with mischief.

Her long blonde hair flowed behind her as she strolled. She absentmindedly played with her dark freaky pointed eyebrows.

"What is it, Dorothy?" Relena sighed, annoyed. "I'm afraid that I'm very busy at the moment and don't have the time to talk."

The older girl frowned, "Miss Relena, that's not fair. I had something of great importance to discuss with you."

The Princess turned and faced the other girl, "Whatever it is, Dorothy, it will have to wait. I'm afraid I'm running late."

"Even if it has to do with the Gundam Pilots?" She asked in her sugary, flattering voice.

Relena frowned, "The Gundam Pilots? Dorothy, what are you talking about?"

"Come now, Miss Relena." Dorothy purred. "We may want to speak of this in private."

"Are you certain it can't wait?"

Dorothy's eyes narrowed the smirk on her face more prominent, "I'm positive that it can not."

Relena sighed. "Very well then, I will meet you in my office in a few minutes."

The blonde turned and walked down the hall, "I will wait for you then, Miss Relena."

Relena watched as the other girl left. Her entire body became stiffened with tension. A look of distaste crossed her usually placid face. Dorothy was never up to any good; and frankly, Relena found that she didn't have the patience to deal with her at the moment.

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"Trowa…T…Trowa…"The boy moaned in his fitful sleep, "What's wrong? Why are you in so much pain? Trowa…."

Robin reached out and squeezed the young man's hand. Worried, she tried to calm him. "Ssssshhh, It's alright… you're safe." She frowned. `What's happening to you?' She thought, `Your nightmares aren't usually this bad.'

The boy began tossing and turning, flailing his arms as if to ward off an attack, "TROWA!" He screamed, "TROOOWWAA!"

"Mathew! Mathew! Calm down!" Robin ordered, trying to restrain his hands.

"TROWA!" The boy bolted straight up breathing hard. His unseeing aquamarine orbs wild with terror. After a minute, he doubled over himself, clutching at his heart, and sobbed. His entire body shuddered with the sobs.

Robin sighed, and wrapped the boy into a gentle but firm embrace, "It's alright, Mattie." She soothed, running her fingers through his soft golden hair.

"He's in so much pain…" The blonde chocked out between sobs, "So much pain… and it's all my fault…my… fault…"

"What on earth are you talking about?" Robin asked, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, "Do you remember something?"

The boy was silent, his thoughts racing through his mind. It was still a jumble, but it seemed as if a few pieces had been put together. "A name… part of a face…" He whispered his crying subsiding. He wiped away the tears with the sleeves of his shirt. "Trowa… what is it that I did to you?" he begged to know.

"Mattie, the doctor asked that he be alerted when you woke up, I'm going to go and get him now. Will you be alright?" She asked, her hand on his shoulder.

"Hai, I believe so." He said, his voice quiet. "I'm more concerned about Trowa."

Robin smiled and ruffled his hair, "That's just like you, you know? Putting others before yourself. Well let me tell you something; this Trowa isn't in this hospital, you are. So why don't you concentrate on getting well?"

Sadly to boy nodded his agreement.

"Hey, cheer up!" The girl ordered, "Frowns do not become you. Anyway, I'll go and get that Doctor now."

"Arigato, Robin."

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Duo paced agitatedly around the room as Wu Fei watched over Hiiro's shoulder at the computer and Trowa sulked on the bed. They had been at this for hours trying to figure out how to get rid of the bombs. The braided boy stopped to look at his watch again.

12:47 am.

The timers, they had determined would go off roughly at 12:00 a.m. three days from now. At which time; the bombs would detonate and destroy everything in a two mile radius; that is if they couldn't get them off the ground. If they could, then the casualties would be limited to themselves; but then they wouldn't be able to catch the killer.

Duo sighed.

It was really depressing. It seemed hopeless. No matter what simulations took place the ending was always the same, four great big balls of flaming Gundaniam. It was sickening. Personally, Duo didn't want to be flambéed.

"Will you please sit down?" Wu Fei begged, "Your pacing is getting on my nerves!"

"But I can't just stand here doing nothing!" Duo countered.

"You can go to Relena." Hiiro suggested. "If we can't stop this, then these people will need to be evacuated."

Duo visibly cringed, "Relena?" he gulped, "You want me to go see, Relena… But Hiiro, she wouldn't listen to me!"

Hiiro turned and glared at the braided youth, "If you tell her that the message is from me, she most definitely will."

"And you can take Barton with you." Wu Fei added. "Neither one of you are of any help at the moment."

Duo pouted. "You guys, this is cruel and unusual punishment. It's bad enough that I gotta go see her, but now you want me to take him too?" He crossed his arms like a five year old about to throw a tantrum, "Why can't I help with the bombs and Wu Fei goes see Relena with Trowa? Or better yet, why don't you go, Hiiro? She is your girlfriend."

Hiiro now stood, his eyes dangerously narrow as he silently threatened Duo's life.

"I suggest you get going." Wu Fei smirked, "Before he tries to use you for target practice yet again."

"Yeah, yeah." Duo waved off heading to the door, grabbing Trowa by the arm on his way out. "It's not my fault he's got relationship issues. I mean, any normal guy would want to see their girlfriend… especially if they thought they might die."

"Baka." Hiiro grumbled.

Wu Fei looked at him curiously, "We should get back to work."

"Hn."

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Trowa walked beside Duo, more because the braided baka still clung to his arm then anything else. His usually cheerful friend was now grumbling under his breath about this and about that. Mostly about having to see Relena.

Trowa had never really cared for the girl. The princess, turned queen turned diplomat. She seemed too high strung in her ideals to be a part of reality. However, Quatre, on the other hand seemed to respect the Vice Foreign Minister. He found great strength in her stead fast determination to do what she saw as the right thing. If Quatre respected her, and even looked up to her, then maybe there was more to the girl then Trowa gave her credit for.

Relena had been so remorseful at Quatre's funeral. It was as if she blamed herself for what had happened to the blonde Gundam pilot. She kept repeating how sorry she was, how if she could change things she would, and if she had been more careful, none of this would have happened.

Trowa didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Will you please hurry up?" Duo frowned. "I'd like to get in and out as quickly as possible." `Not that you care.' He thought.

"Is Dorothy still staying in the palace with Relena?"

Duo thought for a minute, "Um… not sure." He shuddered, "God, I hope not."

"You can let go of me, you know." Trowa frowned, "I'll still follow you."

Duo looked at him skeptically, "Sure, whatever you say." And he dropped the other's arm. "Let's please just go in, do what we gotta do and get out ASAP! Please!!!"

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"Oh, hi Hilde, how are you doing?" Catherine's voice filtered through the Vid phone nauseatingly cheerful.

The girl on the other end scowled, her dark hair falling in front of her dark eyes. "What do you want, Catherine?"

"To go over our plans." Catherine's lavender eyes narrowed and a smirk crossed her face.

"I TOLD you!" Hilde snapped angrily, "I don't want anything to do with THAT! Duo loves his Deathscythe more than anything! I'm sure that the other pilots feel the same about theirs! Isn't it bad enough that Quatre has already died because of your baka idea? How many of the others will too?" She stared at them hard before icily commanding, "Leave me out of it!"

Catherine sighed and shook her head sadly. Someone pushed her out of the way and a new face filled the screen, "That really is too bad, Hilde." Dorothy sighed like a parent about to discipline a child. "It really won't do at all."

"I have nothing to say to you." Hilde's skin bristled with goose bumps, as she went to turn off the connection.

"I'm sure you don't want to cut us off, Hilde." Dorothy warned. Her tone gave Hilde pause.

"Why not?"

An evil smirk grossly spread across the blonde's face, "Because then we will miss the show."

"Show?" Hilde's face went white; she couldn't keep the fear from her voice, something that made the other girl laugh with glee.

"Look under the couch." Dorothy grinned. "We left you a little surprise."

Hilde found that she could barely make her body move as she knew what the surprise was. She, however, forced herself to look. Under the cushions of her couch was a small black box, four inches by four inches. The timer counted back: 5…4…3…

"WHY!?" Hilde screamed.

2…

"We can't have you warning your precious Duo, now can we?" Dorothy said innocently.

1…

"DAMN Y…"

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The explosion was brilliant in the eyes of Dorothy Catalonia. The mixture of the red and orange flames, flying debris and the vision of Hilde's charred corpse was a sight to behold, and something that the deranged blonde would cherish for the rest of her days. Then sadly, and to the disappointment of Dorothy, the Vid phone connection was lost as the heat from the infernal became too much for the machine and it too exploded.

Dorothy pouted as she stared at the fuzzing screen. "Pity. They really should build those to withstand more heat."

"It had to be done." Catherine was repeating to her self quietly. "It had to be done."

The blonde gave her a sideways glance, "Of course it had to be done. I mean, we can't very well go and have her ruining things, now can we?"

"No."

"Of course not. Just keep in mind, this is for Trowa's own good."

Catherine nodded slowly, "I wonder though, what will Miss Relena say?"

Dorothy snorted, "What do I care what she says? For someone with as much power as she has, Miss Relena thinks very small." Dorothy turned off the fuzzing screen and walked to the window, "She wants a unified peace, but as long as there are Gundams, that isn't possible. So she devises this plan to get rid of the Gundams." She spun around to face the other girl, "But you feel that even without the Gundams, the pilots would still retaliate, and poor Trowa would never be free to return to the circus where he belongs."

Catherine nodded, and then hatefully added, "Especially that Winner brat! That Bastard would never have allowed Trowa to go free."

"With his resources, empathic sense and leadership over the Gundams, we never would have gotten close enough to the others, so of course he had to be the first to die."

"But Relena was horrified! She had a hard time believing it was a miscalculation, an accident! When she finds out about Hilde, she's going to know something is amiss."

"Then we'll have to take steps to rectify the situation before it gets too out of control." Dorothy shrugged indifferently. "Either way, our goal will be realized."

Catherine nodded, as the door opened and Relena stepped inside.

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To be continued…