Title: Traitor (3/?)
Series: The Terror of Flight/Gravitation
Rating: R
Author: Unstable Beauty (That's my pen name now...yep)
Point of View(s): Third Person
Pairing(s): Hints of MimiXGleason, YukiX???
Warnings: Violence, Adult Language, Strong Adult Situations (this
just keeps changing man...)
*Disclaimer: I don't own The Terror of Flight (That's Andrea's
masterpiece) and I don't own Yuki from Gravi so don't sue, don't
sue.*

      "Where are you going?"
      "To the roof. Gloria took Anastasia."
      "Shit."
      The two ran up the stairs.
      "I don't believe this is happening..."
      "...you better."

      Expect the unexpected.

      When the two reached the roof, they saw Anastasia in the
middle of it, tied to a pole.
      "It's a trap." Andrea snarled.
      "No, really."
      Gloria appeared behind Anastasia, carrying Ana's sword. "I
hate it when people say the obvious."
      "Gloria...."
      She pointed the sword at Anastasia's neck. "Come save the
damsel in distress, Yuki."
      Andrea held Yuki back. "She's trying to lure you. Don't."
      "C'mon Yuki." She made a tiny cut across Anastasia's cheek.
Anastasia shook and bite her lip.
      Yuki balled his fists and just stared.
      "I'll take care of this." Andrea said.
      She ran forward. Gloria smiled and ran to the edge of the
roof.
      Andrea was a few feet away from her when she heard Anastasia
scream.
      "YUKI!"
      Andrea turned.
      Yuki was lying unconsious in Mimi's arms.
      "Say bye bye to Anastasia." Mimi said as they faded away.
      "Shit." Andrea cursed.
      Gloria wrapped her arms around Andrea's neck from
behind. "You are so predictable, you know that?"
      Andrea elbowed Gloria in the gut. Gloria fell backwards. "Oh
yeah? If I was so predictable, why didn't you see that coming?"
      Gloria shrugged. Andrea ran forward.
      She plowed into Gloria and both fell backwards off of the
roof.
     
      Patricia untied Anastasia. She fell forward, unable to
stand.
      "Anastasia..."
      "She took Yuki...."
      "Who?"
      "Mimi....Andrea fell off the roof..."
      "WHAT!?" Patricia ran to the edge of the roof and peered
over.

      Thank God for telekinesis, Andrea thought to herself. She
had gracefully landed on top of a blue Toyota. She looked around.
Gloria had phased out the minute they went over.
      "Where is that..."
      Whish.
      Andrea ducked a flying kick. She jumped off the car and got
into her fighting stance. Gloria dropped in front of her.
      She began punching randomly at Andrea. Andrea continously
dodged.
      "What great exercise, ne, Andrea?"     
      Andrea blocked another punch. "Shut up."
      Gloria phased out. Andrea dropped her guard for a second.
      She was suddenly pushed forward. She turned around quickly
and blocked an incoming kick.
      "Very good." Gloria drew Anastasia's sword.
      She slashed at Andrea. Andrea dodged.
      "You know, Andrea...Yuki was never the target."
      Andrea raised an eyebrow. "What?"
      "Nope. He was just...collateral...no, no, no....you were my
target, deary. You should be proud."
      Gloria slashed at her again, also missing her again.
      "All I got to do is whup your ass...and I will have proven
myself."
      "...you're an idiot." Andrea replied monotone.
     
      "What have you done to me?" Yuki whispered. He was lying on
top of a table. Ropes crossing over his torso tied him down to it.
      "I just gave you a little tranquilizer. We don't want you
struggling..." Mimi said. She was sitting at desk in front of Yuki.
      "Struggling..." He repeated. He noticed Gleason was hovering
over him.
      "Yes...I need some entertainment..." Mimi said smiling.
      No...Yuki though. Don't let it be what I think I'm
thinking...
      "Yes, its exactly what you're thinking." She looked towards
Gleason. "You deserve a break from me tonight."
      "No..." Yuki protested weakly.
      "Oh yes..." Mimi said sensually.