A Hero's Journey -- Part 54-

“Well, Quatre Raberba Winner, we meet again.”

As his eyes became accustomed to the light, his gaze shifted from the gun pointed at his chest to the woman who was holding it. His heart stopped when he recognized her. “Dorothy Catalonia, what are you doing here?”

“Currently, I’m pointing a gun at you. However, I believe you meant for your question to have a broader scope. I’m a member of the Blood Moon.”

“Why?”

“Why not?” she replied with a careless shrug.

“Why not? Look what these people are doing, Dorothy! They’re trying to bring about another war.”

“I know.”

“Then, why?”

“You wouldn’t understand,” she said dismissively. “And how about you? I thought that you had given up fighting.”

“They gave me enough reason.”

“Ah, yes, Relena.”

“It was more than that,” he insisted. “They made it personal by going after our families.”

“Not yours.”

Quatre stared at her with wide eyes. “What?”

“They didn’t go after your family.”

He shot forward, knocking the gun out of her hand as he pressed her against the wall. There were merely inches between them. Her eyes were wide and serious as she studied his face.

He pressed her harder against the wall, desperate to channel his anger and disappointment somewhere. “What game are you playing now, Dorothy?”

“No game,” she answered. “I did what I could to keep them from going after your sisters, your family. I was trying to repay my debt to you.”

“Hilde, Relena, and the other pilots,” he hissed, “are my family.”

He released her and stepped back. As he watched her grab the wall for balance, he felt ashamed of his actions. He shouldn’t have let his anger get the upper hand, especially with her.

“You don’t owe me anything, Dorothy.”

“Don’t I?”

He gave a weary sigh. “You should have stayed out of this.”

“If I had,” she said, closing the distance between them, “then neither you nor the Preventers would have been aware of the Blood Moon in time to stop them.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I was your mysterious caller. And I made sure your circus friend didn’t blow things while he was here. You’d all still be trying to figure things out if it wasn’t for me and my help.”

He opened his mouth to reply when his watch beeped. He sighed when he noticed the time. So much for getting done early, he thought sourly.

He grabbed the gun and turned to Dorothy. She simply watched him as he checked the weapon. When he was satisfied with it, he took her hand and began to drag her to the door.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting you out of here,” he replied. “Now, please be quiet so I can listen.”

To his surprise, she did as he asked.


Part LIV “Well, Quatre Raberba Winner, we meet again.” As his eyes became accustomed to the light, his gaze shifted from the gun pointed at his chest to the woman who was holding it. His heart stopped when he recognized her. “Dorothy Catalonia, what are you doing here?” “Currently, I’m pointing a gun at you. However, I believe you meant for your question to have a broader scope. I’m a member of the Blood Moon.” “Why?” “Why not?” she replied with a careless shrug. “Why not? Look what these people are doing, Dorothy! They’re trying to bring about another war.” “I know.” “Then, why?” “You wouldn’t understand,” she said dismissively. “And how about you? I thought that you had given up fighting.” “They gave me enough reason.” “Ah, yes, Relena.” “It was more than that,” he insisted. “They made it personal by going after our families.” “Not yours.” Quatre stared at her with wide eyes. “What?” “They didn’t go after your family.” He shot forward, knocking the gun out of her hand as he pressed her against the wall. There were merely inches between them. Her eyes were wide and serious as she studied his face. He pressed her harder against the wall, desperate to channel his anger and disappointment somewhere. “What game are you playing now, Dorothy?” “No game,” she answered. “I did what I could to keep them from going after your sisters, your family. I was trying to repay my debt to you.” “Hilde, Relena, and the other pilots,” he hissed, “are my family.” He released her and stepped back. As he watched her grab the wall for balance, he felt ashamed of his actions. He shouldn’t have let his anger get the upper hand, especially with her. “You don’t owe me anything, Dorothy.” “Don’t I?” He gave a weary sigh. “You should have stayed out of this.” “If I had,” she said, closing the distance between them, “then neither you nor the Preventers would have been aware of the Blood Moon in time to stop them.” “What are you talking about?” “I was your mysterious caller. And I made sure your circus friend didn’t blow things while he was here. You’d all still be trying to figure things out if it wasn’t for me and my help.” He opened his mouth to reply when his watch beeped. He sighed when he noticed the time. So much for getting done early, he thought sourly. He grabbed the gun and turned to Dorothy. She simply watched him as he checked the weapon. When he was satisfied with it, he took her hand and began to drag her to the door. “What are you doing?” “Getting you out of here,” he replied. “Now, please be quiet so I can listen.” To his surprise, she did as he asked.


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