Translations (basic stuff I understand):

oui- yes

moi- me

Je t’ aime- I love you

un peu- a little

exactament- guess what it means, come on guess…it’s a cognate for gods sake.

More French to come…wait at least five more chapters.

Chapter III- Scheming

Makoto, Rei and Minako were on the roof of the abandoned building right across the street from their magic shop. They were there not because of the smoke ball, which was just to cover up their magic that they used to escape, but through teleportation. Teleportation and fortune telling were the only powers that they know how to use.

Makoto collapsed on the ground moments after they teleported onto the building. Minako and Rei turned from their examination of their still occupied shop and rushed to Makoto’s side. "Makoto, what’s wrong?" Mina asked. "That…that bastard Heero shot me…I swear I’ll get him…for this," Makoto gasped out. Rei pulled off Makoto’s cloak and saw her white shirt stained with blood. The blood was seeping out of a wound to her abdomen.

Makoto gasped as Rei peeled away part of the shirt. With Minako’s medical experience she saw that the bullet didn’t go too deep but it had to come out. "We have to get the bullet out now Makoto," Mina said. "Yes…in my work room in a green bottle is a sleeping potion. Use it and take it out with some tweezers. It hurts…too much," Makoto said weakly. "I’ll go get it. Those boys are still on there but I have enough strength to teleport. I’ll get the healing potion you were working on too," Minako said. "Hurry but make sure you-" Rei started. Minako disappeared in a burst of orange light. "…be careful," Rei finished. Then she snorted. "Her own potions are going to have to save her life…how ironic," she thought. Meanwhile Makoto struggled to keep conscious.

*Night Fall*

They had performed the procedure in the building. It had been successful. They would have done it in the security of their own home but even if the G-boys left they weren’t sure if they would come back. Rei knew they were following Makoto’s directions because she had a vision.

Makoto on the other hand was asleep in the corner of the building. With her natural powers and the healing potion she estimated that Makoto would be fully healed within the week. Aside from that bullet wound her silver mask had a crack running vertically almost splitting the mask in half. She narrowly missed getting shot in the head, as the bullet didn’t penetrate the mask.

Rei was staring off into space. Something was bothering her. Should they interfere with the Gundam pilots or not? They didn’t have a mission and therefore didn’t have the chance to speak with the Goddesses. "It’s not like I’m looking forward to seeing that Wufei again," she thought angrily as the memories of earlier events resurfaced.

"What the hell happened?" Makoto groaned. She woke up and found herself in an old room lighted by one candle. And the only warm thing in the room was the dull blanket that covered her. Her cloak and cracked mask had been removed as well as those that Rei and Minako wore. They wore some causal clothes of course. "You had the bullet removed remember?" Rei said annoyed. Makoto wondered what was on Rei’s mind because she was obviously angry about something.

"I take it that it all went well?" she asked. Rei nodded. "What are we going to do?" Minako thought out loud. "About what?" Rei asked. "The whole situation with the Gundam pilots…I had access to most of the information about their past well…I just had brief glimpses of all of their histories. See Heero is literally the perfect soldier. These doctors trained all the Gundam pilots briefly but Heero started out at an early age. His colony was destroyed and the orphaned Heero was trained by Dr. J. He was a soldier and did missions to help ensure the peace, assassinations and stuff. Then he became a Gundam Pilot…"Minako gave a brief history about each of the pilots pasts excluding personal information since she didn’t have access to that.

After she finished the story Rei looked more alert. "They still have mobile suits. Even after what they did during the massacre of Crystal Tokyo. But I guess they don’t remember any of it," Rei concluded. "We can’t help them. We’re not supposed to interfere unless Serenity or the others says its ok," Minako said. "I am going to help them, I don’t know about you guys," Makoto said.

Minako and Rei looked shocked. "We already interfered. If Serenity didn’t want us too she would have stopped us like she has done in the past. And she didn’t stop us so apparently she doesn’t care. I think we owe it to them. If we stepped out into the world instead of hiding in the shop we could have done something to prevent this war. I’m going," Makoto said with a glint of determination in her eyes.

"But you’re still hurt Makoto," protested Mina. Makoto laughed then winced as it hurt. "I’m going and you can’t stop me. You know you can’t keep me here forever. I can cope with my injuries. I’m going." There was a long pause of silence.

"In that case I’m coming too," said Minako. She had ulterior motives to going…seeing the bishonen pilots again. Makoto and Mina looked to Rei for her answer. "I guess I have to go too. But keep me away from that baka pilot Wufei. I can’t promise I won’t kill him," Rei said with a smile. Minako laughed and Makoto tried hard not to.

"Now we have plans to make. Like how we’re going to get there and what to do when we get there," Mina said. "I say we teleport," said Makoto. "You can’t teleport. You don’t have enough strength." "I do but I guess you’re right…I don’t want to injure myself further. How about you teleport to the outside of the palace. Rei you could see the present so you can tell us where to teleport. Then you guys have to teleport inside the palace," Makoto said. "We don’t have enough strength to teleport two times with you." "When we’re at the palace you can teleport inside without me. Then you try to save Relena. We might not have access to our old powers but you should remember how to fight. And I’ll sneak in…don’t worry. I’ve had practice spying on Usagi and Mamoru before Crystal Tokyo. And we have to do this all by 2:30 at least because in my vision they killed the Queen at exactly 4:00."

"Well now that that’s all settled. I’m hungry," Mina said. Rei looked worried as she looked at Makoto. She was still in pain but was putting up a brave front. Maybe it was a bad idea but it was too late, they were already all committed. "You know what, I’ll cook, for a change," Rei said reliving Makoto of her task. "Now let’s go they should be gone by now." The senshi put on their cloaks and masks and together they carried Makoto down to their shop.

*Elsewhere. Colony L2*

Seth Haname (I couldn’t think of a good name) lay asleep in his bed. It had been a hot summer so all of the windows were open. He himself was tossing and turning. Then he shot up from his bead. He had been having a strange dream. Sweat plastered his brown hair to his young face. His brown eyes were wild. "Its only a dream…its only a dream," Seth repeated over and over.

He was nineteen, an age where it was not proper for a guy (a bishonen one at that) to talk about dreams or for that matter to himself.

The dream began in a ballroom. He had been dancing with a woman. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, in a dream or reality. She had long lavender hair pulled up in ondagoes and violet eyes. Her dress showed every curve of her body and Seth was aware of how much he wanted her. She flashed him a smile that dazzled him. Then she pulled him closer and kissed him. It was short seeing as that was the moment he woke up.

"What a dream," Seth whispered and shook his head. Laughter filled the room, not of his own making. It sounded like chiming bells but slowly developed into something monstrous, something feral. He turned and saw a cloaked figure sitting on his writing desk. "Hello Seth," she said.

Seth squinted his eyes. "Who are you and what are you doing in my room!" he shouted. The figure laughed softly. "You remember me Seth. We danced the night away. You were wearing a stunning tuxedo and I was wearing the purple gown. We danced for hours," the woman said airily and did a little half turn as if she were dancing.

His eyes widened. "How did you know that! Who are you?" Seth demanded getting up from bed. She took off her hood revealing lavender ondagoes and a white mask covering half of her face. "I was there, ma petite. And as to the second question…we’ll you find out if you agree to my little…offer."

Seth was curious by nature. "What kind of offer?" he asked timidly. "Well to join my forces of course. I could give you anything you want…Strength, money, power, influence, and a good life. All you have to do is join my army. You should be flattered. Only the elite are even asked," she said. The offer was tempting. Seth after all was in college, president of the chess club and was working four jobs just to pay for it all. Of course he wanted money and strength. "You can really do all that?" he asked. "Exactament," she answered.

"How do I know you’re not lying?" he asked. She fingered the top button of his pjs. ‘Un peu,’ she thought to herself. "Moi? Lie to you? Why I am shocked me petite. How can you insinuate that I’d lie?" she asked melodramatically. "Y-yes," he stuttered with his proximity to the alluring woman. She looked delighted. "Now lets seal this deal with a kiss," she whispered in his ear.

By this time Seth thought he was in a dream. Her lips met his. They were pillowy soft. She gently opened his lips and inserted her tongue. Yes, it was a dream…until it started to turn into a nightmare. He screamed. Blood was pouring down his neck from where she bit him. Honestly at first he thought she was giving him a hickey. She pulled away. Blood dripped down her chin, his blood and some of the darker blood that he knew to be hers. But that was when he noticed she had fangs…a vampire? Strange, that did not scare him.

"The deal is sealed. You will be my new servant. You seem competent…more so then maybe even those fools I recruited before…yes you will make a good general. Now come Seth," she said in the voice of an angel, a voice that touched his soul. He would gladly hand over his soul just to be with the angel, he loved her at first glimpse. "Take off your mask," Seth whispered as if in a trance.

She gave a half grin. "As you wish. I can’t say no to you, ma petite," she said again with the hint of a French accent, which confused him. With her small delicate fingers she pulled off the half mask. And he backed away, almost stumbling in his attempt to do so. Half of her face was hideous. It was scarred and looked as if somebody poured acid on it. It was stomach churning. The marks of the accident went down her neck and probably also marred half of her body. Seth made an attempt not to look scared. She replaced her mask with a sigh.

"Well you’re the first person who hasn’t screamed. I commend you. Now we have a deal. Come with me…I promise I won’t bite…again…" she said and showed some fang. He took her hand with his own that was shaking with suppressed terror.

"Je t’ aime," he whispered in her ear. The women’s eyes widened in shock but she smiled without showing any fang. He had obviously watched French movies or knew French. This was going to be different and the fact that he had professed his love made the woman almost swoon. At least the human half of her that was locked away very deeply.

The woman waved her hand. A vortex appeared. She pulled him to the doorway. "Wait, I haven’t even gotten your name yet," Seth said over the noise of the raging vortex. The woman turned to him. "My name is of no importance…well you’ll find out soon enough. Now we have to go treat with the leaders of Oz. I suspect they will be begging to join us for a little…tête-à-tête once they meet my small, but growing army." The woman looked into his eyes for a moment.

They both studied each other. By this time Seth had lost all of his terror of the beautiful angel. She broke the staring contest first. "Lets go," she said briskly and beckoned him to follow her. Seth, like the lovesick puppy he was, followed her into the vortex. Once through the entrance of the vortex closed. Seth and the mysterious woman had left without a trace…to seek alliance with the newly recreated military power…Oz.

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