What if in a switched reality, Relena was the killer, and Heero the pacifist? Now I took this into thought, and decided to write a fic about it!!!!!!!

Heero: Oh woe is me!!!!

Anime~Angel: O_o; um..... that's not your line....

Heero: *blushes* (so cute!) Would please knock before you come into my
dressing room please!?

Relena: Well, I don't.

Anime~Angel: *raises eyebrows*

Heero: *Blush gets deeper*

Anime~Angel & Relena: Kawaii!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own them. I hurts, alot. Oh woe is me!
 
 
 
 
 
 

            "Do you want it quick or painful?", Relena asked the man that sat in a small chair in handcuffs and ropes.

            "I want.... no mercy."

            Although use to odd answers and plea's, this one momentarily surprised her, although no expressions show upon her beautiful face.
"Why?"

            "Because... I did something wrong, to my wife. That is why, I'm sure she hired you." A long time ago, the pure fear in the mans face would have ripped at Relena's heart. But no more. He swallowed hard. "I... cheated on her once."

            "Then you deserve to die you pig. You should never break a marriage vow, no matter how loveless the marriage is."

            "But it wasn't my fault! I swear I was drunk. And I did love my wife, very much so. But... but she had thrown me out and... and I... I needed relief. So I went for a drink... But I had too many and... I saw a woman, a fast woman, looking for a one night stand... but some how my wife found out. She KNEW."

            Relena listened to the man pour out heart to her. She pulled out a gun as the man finished the story. "Very heart wrenching. Or it would be if I believed you. But since I don't then I'll just have to kill you."

            Relena raised her Desert Eagle (AN: I love them things!) to the mans head. "Wait! I'll give you money if you kill my wife for me! I have ten million (might I just add that he is a billionaire) hidden in my house and-"

            "You can't pay your way out Mr. Noventa."

            "I know, just kill me, but kill my wife to. The money's in the mirror above the mantle. Kill her, please."

            Relena pondered this, feeling a twinge of pity asked, "What's her name?"

            "Silvia Noventa." He managed to get out before Relena pulled the trigger and watched the mans mouth eat a bullet.

1 year later

            Relena entered her small apartment one month before Christmas, shaking snow off her shoulders after killing another person earning her a whopping one thousand.

            "Small money.", she murmured to no one. She looked around the the dining/kitchen/living room. White walls and only a couch, table with one chair, a small mirror, a computer, stove, microwave, and a sink. Whoopee.

            Her bedroom held only a bed and dresser. The second bedroom which was never used had only a closet and a bed.

            She sat herself down at the computer with a Smart Ones Mac&Cheese microwave dinner and typed in her six letter password. LONELY.

            >Hello, how was it?

            <Small cash. I need more get me a big job.

            >...I didn't want to put in this one, but since you're our last resort you'll have to make do.

            < Why are you so hesitant to put me out there? I'm the best you got.

            >Your face, It's to cold. Unless your good at acting....

            <Bullshit. Your fucked up...

            >Have you looked in a mirror lately?

            *NEW FILES ADDED TO DRIVE*

            < Wait!

            *CONECTION LOST*

            "Shit!" She pushed the off button quickly and threw out her food and made her way to her room, passing the mirror as she did so. She paused, and turned to the mirror.

            When had her eyes turned so cold? Her face filled with no emotion. But she could still smile. She knew she could. Relena watched herself as she tried to get her mouth to move up, just a little.

            She cried out in frustration. years of mindless killing had deprived her of a soul. She was a monster.

            The neighbors heard her scream and the shattering of glass as she put her hand into the mirror....
 
 
 

Next time; Relena watched as her blood dripped out of her hand and onto her floor. She couldn't feel the pain... She smirked, at least her blood was still red.