I don’t own Gundam Wing. I don’t own DBZ either. I don’t own anything from Escaflowne, Pizza Hut, or whatever else you might think I might own.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter four: Where Are We?

 

“I’m leaving,” said Heero.

 

Heero started to get out of the car when he noticed something. They weren’t in the church. They couldn’t even see the church. All they saw was the side of a building to their left. To the right they saw nothing but a sidewalk and another building. In front and behind them were walls of garbage.

 

“Where the hell’d you take us Catalonia!” shouted Mingh Loh.

 

“I dunno! I did’n’do anything!” cried Dominic.

 

They looked around again and had come to the conclusion they had left their Suburban town somehow.

 

“I give up figuring out where I am. Let’s just call home.” Said Michael with a sigh. He crossed his arms behind his head and looked up. “Hey! Where’s the moon?”

 

In response to his odd question, the rest of the children looked up.

 

“Where’s the moon? More like where’s the sky!” replied Dominic. Suddenly the children felt very frightened and wanted to go home badly.

 

“Hey! Wait up Wu-chan! I promise I won’t yell Oh no it’s a Gundam! when we go in the hangar.”

 

The kids turned around to see a chinese man and another man with a yard long braid behind him. They decided to follow the strange men so they could figure out where they were.

 

“Shut up Baka! Don’t call me Wu-chan and stop following so close behind me!” shouted the chinese man.

 

“Man, I’m hungry! Let’s go home so I can get something in my stomach.” Said the long-braided man.

 

The children walked closely behind them. “Wow. That long-braided man is just as annoying as Michael.” Mingh Loh observed.

 

“What do you mean ‘just as annoying’?” asked Michael.

 

“Quiet! There they go.” Said Jimmy.

 

“Wow! You sure are back soon!” said a smiling man with light-blonde hair.

 

“Yeah, we sure are, I got hungry.” Said the man with long-braided hair.

 

“Good, I just ordered take-out.” Said the light-blonde haired man.

 

“I’m hungry, too.” said Michael.

 

“Be quiet Baka!” shouted Mingh Loh. They started to watch the men go into the hangar.

 

“Oh no! It’s a Gund-!” the man with a long braid was saying until he realized there was a gun pointed at him.

 

“Omae O Korosu, Duo, if you finish that statement.” Said a man with messed up brown hair and glaring green eyes.

 

“Oi! I was just kidding, buddy!” the long-braided man replied with his hands shaking out in front of him.

 

“Hn.” Was the only thing the glaring green-eyed man said in return.

 

As the children approached the hangar they were stunned to see five strange machines, including that strange machine Heero drew earlier that night.

 

“We have visitors.” Said a voice behind the children. They slowly turned around to see a man with his hair completely draped over one eye. “Who are you?” said the one-eyed man.

 

“…” was all the children said

 

“Oh! Just great! Kids just had to follow the almighty God of Death home!” the long-braided man started shouting. “Damn! What are we going to do with them?”

 

“Well, we can’t kill’em. Look at them, they look just about three years old.” Said the light-blonde haired man.

 

Scared or not, Mingh Loh never cowered over anything where her justice, integrity, or age came into the picture.

 

“We are all four years old, not three years old you brainess Baka!” Mingh Loh shouted.

 

Four of the five men seemed to look at her as if she lost her mind. After all,  the green-eyed glaring man had a gun on them, and their were huge machines behind them that could easily have crushed the children. Was the girl crazy?!

 

“That’s impressive.” Said the one-eyed man. “You are strong.”

 

The other children were paralyzed at how stupid Mingh Loh had been. She could have, after all, got all of them shot in a split second. Dominic tapped Michael’s shoulder. “Michael, you’re a great talker,so…try and talk to them okay?”

 

Michael just stared at him wide-eyed. He looked around at the other kids, but they all just stared back at him. Great. I’ve just been elected to talk to these maniacs. Thought Michael. Well, if you got to go, go with a smile. Of course, an oozy would be more helpful.

 

Michael slowly walked forward to the light-blonde haired man because he seemed the most sane. Michael cleared his throat…

 

“Cough, cough… Hey! I’m Michael! I’m-not-evil! I-and-my-friends-just-happened-to-find-a-car-and-it-went-bonkers-and-we-ended-up-here-and-it’s-all-Dominic’s-fault-because-we-wouldn’t-have-been-in-the-church-if-he-didn’t-rat-on-us-and-make-us-miss-DBZ!”

 

The five men just looked at the kid.

 

“What did he say?” asked Heero.

 

“Maybe if we play him back in slow motion we’ll figure it out!” said the long-braided man laughing.

 

The light-blonde haired man began to speak again. “Look, these kids obviously aren’t bad, and our mission will be done in a week or so. Until we move to another colony, let’s just keep the kids here so they don’t tell anybody. That way we don’t have to hurt’em.”

 

“Fine,” said the chinese man, “but where do we put them? They won’t be hanging around me you know, or I will kill them.”

 

“I know!” said the long-braided man. “Let’s put them in the extra equipment cell!”

 

“Sounds fine to me.” Said the light-blonde haired man.

 

“Hn. It’s settled then. We’ll lock them up until we move.” Said the green-eyed glaring man.