Quatre's Fury - 'It's Gonna Be Me'
Chapter 1
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"Ni-chan!!!"
"Quatre!"
"Ni-chan, hang in there please!" Quatre shouted to his beloved, as he fought off the Soldiers preventing him from helping his wife.
"Quatre, help me!"
"I'm coming Ni-chan!" Quatre shouted frantically, killing the last of the Soldiers with his automatic machine gun, running to his wife's aid.
Flashbacks started coming back to Quatre as he ran towards his wife's attacker who now had her by her neck and was lifting her off the ground. She fought with all her might and screamed for her husband to help her.
"Quatre!"
"Hang on Ni-chan!"
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Almost 8 years ago…
Quatre sighed heavily and looked out of the huge office window and into the distance. His eighteenth birthday had just passed a day ago and he felt somewhat incomplete.
He knew he had become an adult a long time ago. Ever since he fought in the wars as a Gundam Pilot. That was his pass… he held it all behind him. The one thing he could not hold behind him was the loneliness he felt. He had to admit he missed his Gundam companions. They lost touch after they rescued Queen Releena. Especially Heero. They didn't know where he went or if he was even on earth. Quatre had to admit, he missed Heero… Duo… Wufei… Trowa… but he would never see them again… only if he went searching for them. He wasn't about to that now. He had to much to do here at home. He had to take care of his father's estate. The Queeen, Releena, had established peace along time ago amongst earth and outer space. Their were no more wars to fight… their were no more wars that had to be fought…
"Sandrock…" Quatre still had his mobile suit and he longed to use it. Even though it was just a suit it was still his friend. They survived many battles together.
Quatre made his mind up. If he couldn't be with his Gundam friends, then he would be with his Gundam.
Quatre grinned happily as he put his hands in his pockets and walked off into the hall, towards the elevator, which led to the secret based underneath the estate.
He whistled a casual tune so as not to attract anyone's unwanted attention to him. Quatre looked around searching for anyone and when he found no one, he walked to the elevator and was about to press the button, when a voice startled him.
"Um… Mr.Winner, what are you doing?"
Quatre flinched and turned around. 'Busted.'
"Uh, Kira. Hi!"
Kira frowned at the young man. "Quatre…" she scolded. "Isn't that the elevator for the base… where Sandrock is at." She said crossing her arms over her chess.
Quatre looked at Kira and then diverted his eyes to the elevator button and back at her, smiling nervously.
"Uh, no." he lied trying to cover it up with his cute smirk.
"Oh no! Don't try that 'cute' crap with me Mr. Winner. You know better!"
Quatre frowned and turned around to press the button.
"What do you know. You're just my secretary Mrs. Cordia." Qautre stated waiting for the elevator to open.
"Hmph! I may be just your secretary, but I'm still your friend…" she stated getting down into his face and grinning evily, which made Quatre kinda nervous. "Plus I'm still older then you, so you gotta do as I say." She stated matter of factly, almost threatingly.
Quatre stepped back away from her and adjusted himself, fixing his suit. He then stepped into the elevator and smiled back at her.
"By 4 years. No big deal. Ja ne!" he said as the elevator doors closed shut.
Kira 'hmphed' and walked away, mumbling under her breath.
"Secretary or not… he's like a little brother to me… I don't want to see him get hurt… DAMN BRAT!!!!!!!!!!!!" she shouted shaking her fists in the air and heading back towards her desk.
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Quatre smirked as he heard Kira cursing at him from upstairs.
"So hot tempered. I feel sorry for the man that has to marry her. Do not worry, I will be careful…" he said as the elevator doors opened.
The opening of the doors echoed throughout the base, revealing a dark, dusty and cold place.
Quatre stepped out of the elevator his shoes clicking on the ground. He fumbled for a light switch.
It turned on loudly and Quatre looked around him at the dusty and filthy old base.
"Wow. This place is so dirty…" he stated looking around him. 'It's been so long…'
A loud 'swoosh' was heard and Quatre looked up to see his Gundam. Standing tall and proud as he had left it over 2 years ago.
"Sandrock…" Quatre whispered walking towards it.
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Kira sat down at her desk and before she could sit down she heard the clicking of shoes on the ground.
"Ah, so you decided to listen to me…" she began looking up. Her eyes widened in embarrassment as she saw a young girl standing before her desk.
"Oh, I'm sorry miss. You must excuse me, I thought you was someone else." She stated smiling.
She frowned when she saw the young girl didn't even respond, or even blink for that matter.
"Um…"
"…"
It was then that Kira noticed the condition this girl was in. She was soaking wet from the pouring rain outside. Her hair was ragged and wet, pasting itself to her face. Her clothes were tattered and bloody. She had a bruise along her cheek. She had piercing light brown eyes and looked to be about Quatre's age. Maybe a year or two younger.
"Miss, are you ok!?" Kira asked reaching a hand towards the young woman.
The woman flinched at Kira's touch and her face finally showed emotion. Pain.
"I'm sorry. Who are you?" Kira asked.
The girl looked up at Kira. "I don't know… who are you? What is this place?"
Kira gasped. "Oh no."
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Just as Quatre was about to enter his Gundam, he heard Kira's loud and frantic voice over the intercom.
"Mr. Winner, please report to the front desk immediately. Emergency."
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Kira reached forward to grab the girl and help her in a seat, but the girl roughly pulled away.
"Ok. Help is on its way. Please sit down."
"No." the girl said roughly. She winced all of a sudden and held her ribs.
Kira unconsciously reached forward again, but the girl pulled away again.
"Mrs. Cordia! What's the emergency!?" Quatre demanded.
Kira looked away from the girl and at Quatre. "Mr. Winner, it's this girl."
Quatre looked questionable at Kira and then at the girl she was gesturing to. He gasped.
"Oh my!" He reached forward to grab the girl, but she pulled away again, her eyes intense.
"Who are you people? How'd I get here?!" she cried.
'She must have been in some kind of fight… but there is no fighting… Amnesia?' Quatre thought.
"What's your name miss? Do you need any help?" Quatre asked.
The girl simply shook her head.
"I don't want to do it… I… I did not mean to do anything wrong…" the girl began her voice cracking, tears developing in her eyes.
Quatre's look softened and he reached forward towards the girl not letting go of the direct eye contact he had with her.
"It's ok…" he began, placing a hand on her shoulder. "If you're in trouble I can help." He said softly. The girl did not pull away.
"My name is Nina… Nina Kenvelty…" The girl stated before passing out with a 'thump' on the tile floor.
To Be Continued…