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Part XLVII “People of Earth and the colonies, this is Vice Foreign Minister Relena Peacecraft.”
Noin placed a hand on her husband’s shoulder. He reached up and covered her hand with his. However, their eyes never wavered from the screen. “I am addressing you this evening from an undisclosed location. Please don’t be alarmed. I will be returning to my duties soon.” Duo snorted, folding his arms across his chest. “Yeah, right.” He rolled his eyes when Quatre made a shushing gesture. “I want everyone to know that I haven’t been harmed. Rest assured that I am safe. You will be hearing from me again.” The transmission ended. The room was quiet for several moments. Eventually, Noin went and turned the screen off. “Well, that wasn’t what I was expecting,” Quatre murmured. “No kidding,” Duo said. “Where are the demands? Where is the statement of their grand purpose?” “They’ll come,” Trowa stated. Quatre sighed. “At least she’s safe.” “She lied.” The Arabian’s gaze pivoted to Heero. “What do you mean by that?” “They’ve hurt her.” “I noticed it too,” Miliardo said. “They did a good job of covering it. I almost didn’t see it myself.” ‘Only a person very familiar with Relena’s face would be able to recognize the slight injury,’ Duo thought. ‘Heero, man, who do you think you are fooling? Or are you still able to fool yourself?’ The former Zero pilot glanced at his computer before looking back at the group. “I’ve tried to trace the signal, but the transmission was too short to trace it back completely. The best I got was in the general vicinity of Trowa’s microtransmitter.” “It appears the group that Trowa infiltrated is responsible for Dorlian’s kidnapping,” Wufei said. Sally stood up. “So, what do we do now?” “We go with Trowa’s plan,” Duo stated. Heero nodded. “I agree.” “We’d better prepare to head out,” Trowa suggested. “Don’t do anything that would jeopardize my sister’s safety.” “Don’t worry, Zechs, we won’t,” Duo said. “Come on, Trowa, we got a mission.” |
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