Enigma
By: Akkiko
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing and am in no way saying I own any of the charictors unless I made them.
Authors Note: Am I keeping them in charictor? Most likely not. Trowa is my favorite just to let you know. Keep e-mailing me please!
chapter 3:
That night Trowa watched her trailer until her light went out than he crept into it. She was asleep, he could tell because of how relaxed she looked. it was time to play her at her own game. He put a few fingers on her arm and sat down. He could see her, as a very small child, maybe about 9, running from a man. Her throat was dry and she was scared, very scraed, but scared of what? She tripped and hit her chin causeing her whole face to throb but she still kept running. A man appeared in front of her and than blackness.
her eyes opened slowly as though she didn`t want anyone to know she was awake. "What is your name?"
She remembered his eyes. Fierse blue. she was strapped down and couldn`t move which frusrated her. She hated not being in control. She didn`t know where she was or if she would ever get away. "Jester leona is my name." She screamed as pain coarsed through her.
"What is your name?" the voice was repeated dripping with venom. She was scared. It wasn`t the fact that she was captured, that had happened before. It was the fact that someone much stronger than her mentally had captured her.
"Jester Leona!" She screamed again as pain went through her. she had an idea of what was happening and so she dropped her head with a sigh. "What do you want me to say?"
A wicked cackle came from all around and a pleased voice responed. "Your name that I give you is Leta Strong. You are my new pupal." a face appeared in the air making her scream and a laugh came once again. He was a highly deformed man and he was rumaging through her mind with no regard for her comfort. From that moment on she remembered a constant pain in the back of her mind.
Trowa was whisked from that scene in her life and to another, years later. "We`ll take you back if you don`t take the job!" Her face was gnarled beyond recongnition as she stood defensively with a sword in each hand.
"Go ahead and try!" she sent out a mental knife but it was deflected somehow and she was kicked to the ground. She wanted to show these fools what she was made of but that would mean showing her true power and she had never done that.
A man flopped on top of her and held her in a light sleeper hold. "You will do the job!" She struggled as hard as she could but simply couldn`t get him off her, he was too strong and the more she struggled, the more she slipped away.
she finally let out a sigh or resignition. "Fine, I`ll do the job."
Trowa was kicked along the side of his head and flung to the floor. "Get out of my mind!" she was panting and her face was pale. She had worked hard to wake up. Harder than she would have liked to.
He looked up at her now that she was awake and lunged on her knocking her to the bed. She was wearing shorts and a sports bra just like the night before. Her stomech was showing to reveal a six pack. He strattled her hips and held her hands above her head making sure he touched some of her skin to imobalize her with his memories. "Who are you supposed to kill?"
she tried to pry into his mind but was hit with a mental shield which felt much like she stubbed her toe. "Like I would tell you!" She couldn`t move even if she did show her true strength. All these years she had dreamed of meeting someone with this strength and now that she had, she wished that the thought would have never crossed her mind.
He pushed harder on her hands. "I`ll pry it out of you!" He narrowed his eyes at her and allowed his mind to creep through hers. His eyes grew wide. She had been through far worse than him. Her power was too much to conceal. People knew about it and tried their best to use her.
There was a man standing in front of her with a knife. She knew she could stop him but she never showed her true power. "Kill the Gundam pilots or we`ll take you back!"
Trowa slipped out of her mind rougly making her go limp for a few seconds and pulled her up so that she was inches from his face. "Who are you?"
she turned away from him but he sqeezed her wrist bone and she whimpered. Finally, she smirked. "Well, I suppose if i`m going to kill you anyway there is no harm in telling you right." She looked at him now with a smirk. "I`m a T15 telopath, emapth, and kinetic. I used my power to be an expert assasin and so I cought the eye of a man which I don`t know the name of. He trained me."
He let her go and she jumped as far away from him on the bed as she could. How could she cut off her feelings so much to kill people, or was she obeying her feelings to the letter? "So i guess you`re going to kill me now?" He watched her. She was much like a cat when she moved. Graceful and deft. Her face was young but hard and her eyes were too old for her.
She smirked. "No, you`re expecting it. What`s the use if you know i`m coming?"