Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ War Inevitable ❯ The Contract ( Prologue )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Solain Rhyo 
A young woman is hired to assasinate five different people....
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Action / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.19.2003 | Updated On: 09.19.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 180 | Status: Completed
A young woman is hired to assasinate five different people....
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Action / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.19.2003 | Updated On: 09.19.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 180 | Status: Completed
FOREWORD
PROLOGUE
She was waiting for him as he came through his office door. He was deep in thought, his head down, so he didn't see her until he had closed the door behind him. He gasped in surprise as he caught sight of her, perched in his own office chair and watching him intently. He swallowed his reprimand and forced his irritation away; he didn't like her, didn't like the way she stared at him so unnervingly. She said nothing, merely watched him as he turned back to lock the door before sitting in a chair on the side of the desk opposite her, the one he used for visitors and fellow employees. He cleared his throat and shuffled some papers on the desk before speaking.
" Did anyone see you? "
" Of course not. "
" Good, good. " He nodded his head and sat back. She was still watching at him with her unblinking dark eyes, and they were starting to make him nervous. " Did they inform you what you were coming here for? "
" They did. " Her voice, her words, were like the rest of her; calm, unhurried and grim.
" Good. " He lifted a manilla folder of the desk and opened it; rifled through papers before finding the one he sought. He glanced over it quickly before giving it to her. She reached out and took it, and for a long moment her eyes perused its contents before returning to him expectantly.
" Are any of those names familiar to you? " He asked.
" No."
" You really aren't from around here, are you? " He said, his curiousity rising. Her lack of recognition of the names he had just given her was baffling, and increased the mystery that surrounded her.
" Should I recognize them, Emissary ? " She questioned in such a way that he knew she was gently mocking him.
He flushed, but answered, " Most people from the colonies or from Earth would. "
" Then, " she said with a slight smile, " I guess you have your answer. "
He frowned, cleared his throat, and said, " Are you capable of handling this? We're not talking one or two here, we've got several and this is a matter of extreme importance. "
" Please, Emissary, have a little faith. " She rose from the chair then, an effortless unfolding of limbs. " They wouldn't have sent me to you if they had doubted my abilities. This won't be a problem. "
It was the way she said it that made him believe her. Her words were firm, unrelenting, and he realized then that he was frightened of her. She seemed less than human, like an emotionless machine with only one purpose in life; her purpose was not a pleasant one. It was that purpose that put him on edge around her, made her wary of her. He had read the files on her, heard of her reputation. At one time, he had doubted the facts, but seeing her here in front of him he knew that they did her justice. He wondered where exactly she came from, what events had set her on this path through life at such a tender age. She was not waiting around for him to ask her; she had already moved to the door.
" Good luck, ":he said as she opened the door.
He didn't expect an answer, but she turned with a polite smile on her face. " Thank you. Have a good day, Emissary. "
As the door closed behind him, he uttered a small sigh of relief. He turned his attention to some paperwork from the previous day that needed doing; he was engrossed with that when a small knock came at his door. He tensed, and called out, " Come in, "
The door opened, and an intern poked his head through. " Emissary, the Vice Foreign Minister would like to speak with you now about the reports you gave her yesterday. "
The Emissary smiled, " Ah yes, of course. I'll come with you. Has it been a busy day? "
The intern shrugged his shoulders. " No more so than usual. " He turned and walked down the hall, with the Emissary close behind him. He wondered where the other had gone, and how she had gotten into and out of the building unnoticed. His thoughts were interrupted as they reached the Minister's office. The door was open, and the intern ushered him through,
" Emissary Caldwell, " said Relena Peacecraft from where she sat at her desk, " please take a seat. "
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Upon leaving the Emissary of International Relations's office, the woman that had drawn his curiousity exited the same way she entered, utilizing an artificial ESUN ID card that she had recieved the previous night. She left the enormous building that housed almost all of the Pacifist leaders of the world and walked the several blocks to where she had previously parked her rental car. It was a nondescript four door economy car, one that wouldn't attract attention, and it chirped at her as she utilized the remote locks. She slipped inside the car, and locked the doors again. It was then that she pulled out the paper that Emissary Caldwell had given her from her inner jacket pocket. Pursing her lips, she scanned through the list of names, wondering for a brief moment why the Emissary thought she would have known them.
Winner, Quatre Rebarba
Maxwell, Duo
Yuy, Heero
Wufei, Chang
Barton, Trowa
Beside each name was the last known address and occupation, along with a photo. She studied the sheet for long minutes, committing every word and face to memory, before pulling out a lighter from her pocket and igniting the sheet of paper. Rolling down the window, she let it fall to the ground and started the car. Minutes later she was navigating the streets of Newport City. As she drove she began deciding which of the names she should pursue first and decided for the one nearest the Sanc Kingdom, if the information on the paper had even been remotely accurate. As she began to formulate plans, she felt something growing inside her, something she felt only during the hunt and the chase. She was anticipating the thrill, the challenge, and for one brief moment she let herself revel in it before going back to coolly calculating her actions. It had been a long time since she'd done this, too long., but she was as confident as ever at her abilities. She had meant what she had said to the Ambassador.
The five of them didn't stand a chance.
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Ok.....that's the first part. Lemme know whatcha think.
PROLOGUE
She was waiting for him as he came through his office door. He was deep in thought, his head down, so he didn't see her until he had closed the door behind him. He gasped in surprise as he caught sight of her, perched in his own office chair and watching him intently. He swallowed his reprimand and forced his irritation away; he didn't like her, didn't like the way she stared at him so unnervingly. She said nothing, merely watched him as he turned back to lock the door before sitting in a chair on the side of the desk opposite her, the one he used for visitors and fellow employees. He cleared his throat and shuffled some papers on the desk before speaking.
" Did anyone see you? "
" Of course not. "
" Good, good. " He nodded his head and sat back. She was still watching at him with her unblinking dark eyes, and they were starting to make him nervous. " Did they inform you what you were coming here for? "
" They did. " Her voice, her words, were like the rest of her; calm, unhurried and grim.
" Good. " He lifted a manilla folder of the desk and opened it; rifled through papers before finding the one he sought. He glanced over it quickly before giving it to her. She reached out and took it, and for a long moment her eyes perused its contents before returning to him expectantly.
" Are any of those names familiar to you? " He asked.
" No."
" You really aren't from around here, are you? " He said, his curiousity rising. Her lack of recognition of the names he had just given her was baffling, and increased the mystery that surrounded her.
" Should I recognize them, Emissary ? " She questioned in such a way that he knew she was gently mocking him.
He flushed, but answered, " Most people from the colonies or from Earth would. "
" Then, " she said with a slight smile, " I guess you have your answer. "
He frowned, cleared his throat, and said, " Are you capable of handling this? We're not talking one or two here, we've got several and this is a matter of extreme importance. "
" Please, Emissary, have a little faith. " She rose from the chair then, an effortless unfolding of limbs. " They wouldn't have sent me to you if they had doubted my abilities. This won't be a problem. "
It was the way she said it that made him believe her. Her words were firm, unrelenting, and he realized then that he was frightened of her. She seemed less than human, like an emotionless machine with only one purpose in life; her purpose was not a pleasant one. It was that purpose that put him on edge around her, made her wary of her. He had read the files on her, heard of her reputation. At one time, he had doubted the facts, but seeing her here in front of him he knew that they did her justice. He wondered where exactly she came from, what events had set her on this path through life at such a tender age. She was not waiting around for him to ask her; she had already moved to the door.
" Good luck, ":he said as she opened the door.
He didn't expect an answer, but she turned with a polite smile on her face. " Thank you. Have a good day, Emissary. "
As the door closed behind him, he uttered a small sigh of relief. He turned his attention to some paperwork from the previous day that needed doing; he was engrossed with that when a small knock came at his door. He tensed, and called out, " Come in, "
The door opened, and an intern poked his head through. " Emissary, the Vice Foreign Minister would like to speak with you now about the reports you gave her yesterday. "
The Emissary smiled, " Ah yes, of course. I'll come with you. Has it been a busy day? "
The intern shrugged his shoulders. " No more so than usual. " He turned and walked down the hall, with the Emissary close behind him. He wondered where the other had gone, and how she had gotten into and out of the building unnoticed. His thoughts were interrupted as they reached the Minister's office. The door was open, and the intern ushered him through,
" Emissary Caldwell, " said Relena Peacecraft from where she sat at her desk, " please take a seat. "
************************************************************************ *************************************************************************** *********
Upon leaving the Emissary of International Relations's office, the woman that had drawn his curiousity exited the same way she entered, utilizing an artificial ESUN ID card that she had recieved the previous night. She left the enormous building that housed almost all of the Pacifist leaders of the world and walked the several blocks to where she had previously parked her rental car. It was a nondescript four door economy car, one that wouldn't attract attention, and it chirped at her as she utilized the remote locks. She slipped inside the car, and locked the doors again. It was then that she pulled out the paper that Emissary Caldwell had given her from her inner jacket pocket. Pursing her lips, she scanned through the list of names, wondering for a brief moment why the Emissary thought she would have known them.
Winner, Quatre Rebarba
Maxwell, Duo
Yuy, Heero
Wufei, Chang
Barton, Trowa
Beside each name was the last known address and occupation, along with a photo. She studied the sheet for long minutes, committing every word and face to memory, before pulling out a lighter from her pocket and igniting the sheet of paper. Rolling down the window, she let it fall to the ground and started the car. Minutes later she was navigating the streets of Newport City. As she drove she began deciding which of the names she should pursue first and decided for the one nearest the Sanc Kingdom, if the information on the paper had even been remotely accurate. As she began to formulate plans, she felt something growing inside her, something she felt only during the hunt and the chase. She was anticipating the thrill, the challenge, and for one brief moment she let herself revel in it before going back to coolly calculating her actions. It had been a long time since she'd done this, too long., but she was as confident as ever at her abilities. She had meant what she had said to the Ambassador.
The five of them didn't stand a chance.
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Ok.....that's the first part. Lemme know whatcha think.