The Dangers of Genetics
Part 1
The year is A.C. 195. The Earth Sphere Alliance is no more due to the assassination of their top officials. Now an even greater change is taking place. Oz and the Romefeller foundation have split apart (Treize and the old guys had a fight). Incidentally, the Gundams teamed up with Oz…well…not exactly all nice and all. Quatre and Duo thought it was a good idea. Quatre because it would be better strategically. Duo because he got free food. Trowa only had one thing to say:
"…"
He followed Quatre. Heero and Wufei were harder to convince. After much argument and a few brandished guns, they reluctantly joined. Romefeller wasn’t so happy. They were getting their buts kicked on a regular basis. They didn’t like that at all. So they decided to do something about it……………..
"Are they almost done?" the head engineer asked surveying the five tubes.
"They will be ready soon. How are the ‘Gundams’ coming?" the head scientist asked.
"They were just completed. When the clones are ready, Oz won’t know what hit them." They both laughed, for what they were about to unleash would even the playing field…that was unite Fate caught up with them.
"Umm… sir…" the new attendant said sheepishly.
"What is it?" the head scientist snapped. He did not like being called in the middle in the night just when… never mind.
"The clones are finish and have woke up but…"
"But what? What’s happened?" Another thing he didn’t like was waiting.
"Something went wrong…"
"That’s impossible, what could have gone wrong?? I cloned the DNA perfectly!!!"
"Well… see for yourself," The attendant pointed to the room the base had set up for the clones after they were complete. The head scientist went straight into the room where there sat the exact replicates of the Gundam pilot…except the were female.
"THEY’RE WHAT?????" the commander groaned yelled. The superiors were in for a surprise.
"Female. Somehow the genes mutated. Even I’m not sure how," the head scientist explained.
"My career is over…" the commander groaned sitting down in his chair.
"Not necessarily. They have the same abilities and are on the same level as the other pilots as you can see from their battle data." The commander looked at the various papers spread on his desk. Indeed, the female pilots were as good as their male counterparts. If they were loyal to Romefeller, this could prove rewarding maybe even a promotion…
"I’d like to meet them."
"This. Is. Boring!!!!!" she exclaimed flopping down in a chair. Her cobalt eyes searched the room, but nothing had changed. She didn’t have a name, at least a real one. The people called her 02. She, and four others, are the base’s great weapons. They were clones of other pilots. Duo Maxwell… 02 knew he was the one she had been cloned from. She had the same memories he did for some reason, maybe she was psychic, but she quickly dismissed that thought. 02 sighed and leaned back in the chair. She didn’t like being here at all. She was supposed to be fighting Romefeller, not be apart of it. The door to the room opened and she looked up. 02 groaned, it was the freaky scientist and the commander of the base.
"Good evening, I am your commanding officer. I’ve just been over your piloting data and your all are just as good as the originals. You’ll all make fine soldiers."
"If we decide to follow you," 02 said.
"What?!" The commander gave her a death glare… not as well as 01’s mind you.
"I said if we decide to follow you. As far as I’m concerned, you are the enemy. So why should I follow you?" The commander looked stunned at 02’s answer.
"You’re also weak," 05 commented from her corner. The commander spun around to meet charcoal eyes. "If you were strong enough to beat Oz in the first place, you wouldn’t need us. You don’t deserve to fight."
"I thought they would follow us," the commander said to the scientist.
"Well…"
"Fix it," the commander ordered and stormed out of the room. The head scientist left the room in a daze.
"Must you upset them?" 04 asked sipping her tea.
"Well it’s true!" 02 exclaimed. 03 was leaning against the wall and added her usual comment:
"…"
‘I swear she has no vocal cords.’ 02 thought.
"You’re are idiot," 01 commented putting the gun she had swiped back together for the tenth time.
"I second that," 05 said resuming her kata. 02 sighed and started to think. Then she stood up and slammed her fist on the table.
"Let’s bust out of here!" 04 looked up from her tea.
"Let’s what?"
"Bust out of here. I for one am not going to let Romefeller mess with me," 02 explained. 01 smiled.
"For once 02, you actually have a good idea. I’m in," 01 commented
"Good! Who else? What about you 03?"
"…"
02 sweatdropped
"I’m taking that as a yes. Well, what about you two?"
"It would be better for us if we left, I’ll go," 04 said.
"I refuse to be around a bunch of weak, pathetic, controlling males. I’ll go," 05 agreed.
"Then it’s settled. I don’t know about you guys but I’m naming myself. People will look at me funny if I say my name is 02," 02 said.
"They look at you funny anyway," 01 commented.
"True, but that’s besides the point. From now on, I shall be known as Duex Maxwell!" Duex said. The rest stared at her.
"That’s a feminine version of your original male’s name," 05 said.
"I know, but I don’t feel like being that creative," Duex said.
"Then I’ll be Katrina. Katrina Raberba Winner," Katrina said.
"What about you?" Duex asked 03.
"I don’t know," 03 said.
‘Wow! She can talk!’ "Let’s see your guys name is Trowa… how ‘bout Tereca Barton?" Duex suggested.
"That’s fine," Tereca said.
"I guess I’m Hira Yuy," Hira said putting the clip in her gun.
"Meiran. Chang Meiran," Meiran decided.
"Then it’s settled. The G-Girls are busin’ out," Duex exclaimed.
"Yes, but how do we get out?" Tereca asked. Duex smiled and pulled an explosive out of her shirt.
"How’d you get that?" Meiran asked.
"It’s easy to get stuff when you’re cute," Duex said.
"So Katrina got it?" Hira asked.
"Meany!" Duex said sticking out her tongue at Hira. Set the device up, stood behind the table and hit the detonator. The door exploded leaving the girls a way out. They all hurried from the room to the bay where their Gundams were, taking out a few soldiers along the way. They didn’t meet with any big resistance and reached their Gundams with no problem.
"This is too easy," Duex commented.
"Don’t say that until we’re off base," Katrina commented over the radio. Duex smiled and lanced her Gundam.
"Duex what are you doing?" Katrina yelled.
"Just a little payback," Duex said as she slashed through multiple buildings with her scythe. Hira and Meiran were also joining in.
"Guys it’s too much of a risk. Reinforcements are on the way. Let’s go, NOW!!" Reluctantly, the three Gundams took off.
"Well, I’ll just say a fast goodbye then," Duex said grinning. She pulled out a detonation device and pushed the button. The whole base started exploding in different areas.
"What the hell is that?" Meiran asked.
"I’ve actually this for a while and thought I’d have some… insurance," Duex said.
"Maybe you’re not as stupid or insane as you act after all," Hira commented.
"I’m not stupid or insane. I’m American!" Duex exclaimed.
"That explains a lot," Meiran and Hira said.
"Hey! What’s that suppose to mean?" Duex asked indignantly. Katrina sighed.
"There they go again."
"…"
Two months later……………
Trowa sighed and leaned up against a tree at his current school. Everyone had been uptight lately. There had been many more Gundam sightings and many more Romefeller bases destroyed. Only problem was all five of them had been at the house when most of it had happened. Somehow someone had replicated the Gundams and there were now new pilots. They had been trying desperately to find out whom but without much luck. Trowa shook his head. Maybe….
He froze. There was Quatre… only with slightly longer hair and dressed like a girl. Trowa couldn’t believe it, why was Quatre dressed as a girl….
On another side of the building, Quatre was preparing for yet another day of school. School was nice, but Quatre’s mind was somewhere else. Who could possibly be piloting the "new" Gundams? Then out of the corner of his eye, he saw a girl that looked remarkable like Trowa, except most of her hair was in a low ponytail. Was that Trowa? If it was, he was a very convincing cross-dresser. Quatre shook his head. The stress was catching up to him.
Wufei adjusted his collar for the 12th time. Stupid school uniform. Why did he have to waste his time in a school full of weaklings…ok, this is new. Heero, a very girly looking Heero. Is he a closet cross-dresser? Wufei stared after the fleeting girl Heero. Maybe that mid-night snack wasn’t such a good idea.
Heero sat in the computer lab, hacking into the school’s computer system. There had been some new students that had just transferred in. It was odd to get new students so late in the semester, so they could be related to the New Gundams. Heero glanced out the window. He’d better find the new pilots soon…Umm…ok…Wufei… in a skirt...with two ponytails?! Heero blinked and rubbed his eyes. Wufei said he didn’t like the guys uniform, but since when did he dress like a girl? Ok, no more food cooked by Duo.
Duo sat at his desk yawning. Another boring day of school. School is the one reason he was almost glad he was a Gundam pilot. Twelve years of this torture? No thank you.
"Class, we have a new student. Her name is Duex Maxwell."
"Pleased to meet cha!"
That’s nice…Huh?! Duo sat up straight and stared at the new girl. It was like looking in a mirror… well, sort of. She had the same cobalt blue eyes and long chestnut braided hair that he did. Maxwell…Duex… it sounded very close to his. At that moment Duex looked up at her new classmates and froze when she saw Dup.
‘Oh shit! They’re here!' Duex thought.
"Duex, you may take a seat next to Duo," ‘Oh fate, thou doust have a sense of humor.’ Duex nervously sat next to Duo. The class stared muttering about how similar they looked and that maybe they were twins. Duex sweatdropped, they had no idea. This was going to be a long day……