A Hero's Journey -- Part 38-

Relena shaded her eyes against the harsh light as she struggled to sit up. A heavy, coarse wool blanket fell off her shoulders. The cool air of the room soon made her miss its warmth.

“Great,” she muttered, rubbing her forehead. “Kidnapped again.”

The room was actually a cell. The walls were constructed from cinder blocks and the only door was made of thick metal. Escape didn’t seem likely.

Wrapping the blanket around, she took in more of her surroundings. The cot she was sitting on took up most of the room. A sink and a toilet occupied the wall opposite the door. There was nothing else.

She leaned back against a wall, trying to ignore a headache. Relena had no idea how long she had been unconscious. The headache could be a side effect of the drug or an indication it had been hours since she had eaten. Who knew when her captors would think of that?

That was another troubling fact. She knew nothing of her kidnappers. Why had they chosen her as their target? What would they demand for her release?

“What about Noin?” she murmured aloud. Had they taken her sister-in-law? Had they left to be found by her brother and the Gundam pilots? Had they left for dead?

There were so many questions. Yet, it didn’t look like she would be getting answers anytime soon. Again, she was sorry she had been so short with Heero and the others. They had been trying to protect her, to prevent this from happening.

With a sigh, Relena stretched back out on the cot. She knew that she had to stay calm and patience. She couldn’t let her captors get to her. Her years as a politician, for once, should help.


Part XXXVIII Relena shaded her eyes against the harsh light as she struggled to sit up. A heavy, coarse wool blanket fell off her shoulders. The cool air of the room soon made her miss its warmth. “Great,” she muttered, rubbing her forehead. “Kidnapped again.” The room was actually a cell. The walls were constructed from cinder blocks and the only door was made of thick metal. Escape didn’t seem likely. Wrapping the blanket around, she took in more of her surroundings. The cot she was sitting on took up most of the room. A sink and a toilet occupied the wall opposite the door. There was nothing else. She leaned back against a wall, trying to ignore a headache. Relena had no idea how long she had been unconscious. The headache could be a side effect of the drug or an indication it had been hours since she had eaten. Who knew when her captors would think of that? That was another troubling fact. She knew nothing of her kidnappers. Why had they chosen her as their target? What would they demand for her release? “What about Noin?” she murmured aloud. Had they taken her sister-in-law? Had they left to be found by her brother and the Gundam pilots? Had they left for dead? There were so many questions. Yet, it didn’t look like she would be getting answers anytime soon. Again, she was sorry she had been so short with Heero and the others. They had been trying to protect her, to prevent this from happening. With a sigh, Relena stretched back out on the cot. She knew that she had to stay calm and patience. She couldn’t let her captors get to her. Her years as a politician, for once, should help.


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