Disclaimer: I don't own G-Gundam or any for the show's characters
By: Alimoe =0D
Summary: This is a piece of Allenby's past. It's a visit to New York
when Allenby was seven years old, and with the scientists. This can
correspond with my other story, but you don't have to read this story
to understand my other one and visa-versa. This doesn't have romance
in it, but Allenby and Chibodee are the two main people in this story.
And, lastly, this is in Allenby's point of view. =0)
The Day I Heard Freedom Ring Chapter 4
"Lady Allenby." I hear as I wake up to bright blinding light. Where am I?
I look around and find myself back in my cell in the lab.
"Allenby." I hear a voice call. I look up towards the small opening in the
door covered by bars.
"Doc?!" I some what ask in disbelief. "How can you . . ? When you were .
.?" I point my fingers opposite of themselves so they cross over each
other, showing my confusion. Was that all a dream?
He only laughs whole heartily and opens my door while extending his arm.
"Are you coming milady?"
I get up and walk towards him, disbelief and confusion still present in my
movements. Hmm . . . My left foot doesn't hurt anymore either . . . I take
Doc's arm like a 'lady' would do when being escorted. He smiles again and
we begin walking down a hall I've never been before.
"Where are we going Doc?" I don't receive any verbal response, only a
sudden stop at an intersection of two doors as his other hand clasps over
mine, holding it tightly. "Doc?" I ask looking up to him, then look back
and forth between the two doors. "Huh?" Is the only thing that can come
out of my mouth while continuing to look between the two doors. A closed-
door is immediately ahead of me and a 'restricted' door to the right. I
feel Doc's hand lift mine off his arm and all of a sudden he's kneeling
right in front of me. "Doc?" I ask in a quivery voice.
His bright brown eyes are gleaming; he almost seems to glow, everything
from his skin and clothes, to his grayish brown hair. "Allenby . . . I
have to leave you now." I shake my head no. This scene, it seems unreal,
but yet it's very real. "Yes little lady I have to go though this door and
you need to keep walking on okay?" I look at him, as I can feel tears fill
my eyes, but I don't dare to shed a single drop of those tears.
"Okay . . ." I sniffle out "I'll be brave too, I promise!" I try to say in
a pep up voice, as I bring my arms up in fist in an 'all right' pose.
Doc closes his eyes and smiles while downing his head towards the bottom
left. He eventually comes around to shake it 'yes'. "I know Allenby,
you'll be the bravest." He places an arm on my left shoulder, "Just
remember I'll be looking out for you okay?"
"Okay!" I say, fighting tears, it feels like he's dieing again, like in my
dream. I fall into his arms in a hug. "I'm going to miss you Doc." I
He hugs me back tightly, then pulls me back. "Hey there little lady, don't
worry we'll see each other again."
I wipe my face, somehow some tears managed to get by my mental security
system when I was hugging him. "We better!" I say trying to recover some
of my 'spunk' as Doc would call it. "If we don't I'll never forgive you!"
Yeah some threat huh? But it's the best I can come up with, well the best
threat I could come up with for Doc.
"Heh, don't worry I promise. Now, I must leave. Bye, milady." With those
words he stands up, looks down towards me, and messes up my already messy
hair. "Child, you'll have a bright future someday. Don't you *ever* forget
that. Just keep that spunk that you have. *Never* lose it." Then he
walks over to his 'restricted' door, as bright light shines though and I
continue to walk on to my door.
"I'm not a child Doc," I say in a gentle soft tone, with my hand on the
handle of the door I have to walk through, "But I'll forgive you this
time." I smile one last smile at him and walk through, as a pain suddenly
stabs my left foot. "ACK!"
"ACK!" I jump straight up in pain.
"Ah! So she wakes!" I look around to see bright lights and myself being
in a bed. With my clothes changed! What's going on here?! I look over
to the first voice I hear. "YOU!" I point to the boy with the blue hair
who's sitting next to this bed of mine. "You're the reason I'm in here! I
told you to leave me alone! But you just *had* to go and take me here!
Where am I anyways?!" I shout. I feel the stares of other people and look
around to see many pairs of eyes just staring at me. Beds were aligned in
two rows across from one another. Humph, fine let them stare if they want,
maybe they'll get this crazy kid-napping blue haired kid AWAY FROM ME!
I can then hear an adult. I look at the lady and see that she's wearing a
white coat with a red cross sowed in on her right chest side. She bends
over and tells this kid something as he nods in agreement.
"Hey kid, hush up will ya?" He instructs me.
"Erg, why should I? I'm hoping they'll kick you out of this building if I
shout enough. And I'm not a kid!" I cross my arms and look away from him
and to my right.
"HA! That's a good one kid. But one flaw to your plan, no one can
Huh? I lose my composure and look at him in disbelief. "Explain." I
He heaves a sigh. "This is America kid, therefore most of us speak English.
Which I take it you can't speak."
Ick - beaten by the obvious. I should've thought about it before. Yet . .
. "Then how do you understand me? I don't think you know Swedish
especially not the Neo-Sweden form of it."
"Umm . . . No I don't, but I do know Japanese. Incase you haven't clued in
that's what you and I are currently talking in." He shakes his head, like
I'm a big let down.
Erg! Beaten by the obvious again, but when you know how to speak more than
one language it comes so naturally to me that I don't realize what language
I'm speaking! "Humph, fine. Then can you explain where we are?"
The boy nods and smiles. "Of course! We're in what I like to call a pick-
me-up! It's a place where you can get recharged, new clothes, and heal.
Don't worry we wont be here long. I don't really like charity, but for
your case with the glass in your foot I decided to make an exception.
What's your name anyways kid?"
"I'm not a kid! And it's none of your business. You haven't done anything
to make me trust you. You knock me out so you can 'fix-me-up' against my
"Well, you'll be with me for a while. Unless . . . you want to go back to
where you came from . . ." He mumbles off.
"What?! Why is that? Why must I stay with you?" I ask in panic. I can't
stay with him! I need to keep going – for the memory of Doc!
"Your foot is clean and sterile but see that creamish-stiff cast. You're
going to need to recover. I don't care what you say, you shouldn't have
fought back there, it just made the glass dig deeper into the foot."
"Oh! And what was I supposed to do? Let myself get beat to a pulp until my
'knight in shining armor' comes to save me? Yeah right. I rather take my
chances with the glass." I put my chin nearest my chest; look down as my
fists tighten up. Erg, stupid boy. The only 'knight in shining armor' I
had was Doc, he always looked after me until the end, I'm not going to stop
now and wait for another one!
"Hey there kid, I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you okay?" He moves his
head down on to the bed level and tilts it up to try to see my eyes. I
feel complied to look at him even though I don't want to, so I lose the war
with myself and look at him - in his eyes.
He has the clearest eyes I've ever seen. They're bright green and full of
life and energy. I try to look deeper to see if these orbs were hiding any
secrets or alternative motives. Yet I couldn't see any. I mentally sigh
and look over to my left foot. I mentally sigh once more. Quite the
predicament I got myself into huh? I look away opposite of him, after all
what I'm about to say is going against the promise I made myself.
"Fine, I'll go with you . . ." I murmur out, it feels like I'm declaring
defeat. I NEVER do that. I always fight until the very end. But I guess
even the toughest solider needs to go on leave to rejuvenate right? But
why me? And why now?! Right after I escaped!
"Great! I'll teach you the ropes kid! You'll be a pro like me in no
ERG! I turn back around to face him again. "I'M NOT A KID!" I shout at
him. It's bad enough I basically waved the white flag, does he *REALLY*
need to make me feel so low by being called a kid!
He gives me a sideward glance. "Fine. Then what do you want me to call
you?" He asks with his arms crossed.
Um . . . Not Allenby. Definitely not Allenby. If he says my real name
what happens if Neo-Sweden over hears it, and tracks me down?! This whole
escape thing would be all for nothing. I can't let that happen!
"Well?" I hear him ask again. He still seems a little peeved at my
yelling at him, but his voice seems to be relatively normal. What is it?
Can this guy not be angry at a person for more than a minute?
"Well," I reply, not exactly in a friendly tone, for it's just not me, but
in a tone that's rather neutral "Call me whatever you want as long as it's
"Hmm . . . Well, lets see I found you in an alley so why not Alley?"
"Alley?" I ask, but proud to say I didn't sound all *that* taken back.
(Don't want him to see my weakness.) What normal kid would name a person
after the place where they found them?! Most would name them their
favorite names, but no, I just had to get the boy who'd name me after the
place he found me – which is far too closely related to my REAL name for my
"Yeah! Alley! I like it! It suits you!" The blue hair boy exclaims, now
rather proud of himself for thinking of such a *great* name.
"Why not something else? Alley is a strange name." I say, trying my best
to sound casual.
"Hmm . . ." He looks like he thinks about it "I'll call you Kit in public
in case who-ever your running from is around. But otherwise I'll call you
WHAT?! I can't believe this. Still, I keep my composure. But how does he
know I'm running? Is it *that* obvious? No it can't be? Can it?
"Heh, yeah you're running aren't you?" It wasn't really a question,
sarcasm was written all over it. He's basically letting me know *just* how
smart he is to figure it out.
"What business is it of yours?" I retort.
"None if you don't want my help. But don't worry so much *Alley* I'm not
about to ask for your reasons or anything like that."
ERG! I don't understand this kid at ALL! What's his deal? Trying to help
me get free without a motive of his own? YEAH RIGHT! I give the boy a
sideward death glare. I already agreed to stay with him, but dang, this
boy . . . What more can I say but he better not double cross me or else
he'll be in very bad shape.
Despite my death glare the boy simply smiles back at me.
"Do you have a name?" I ask, rather disgusted from this boy brains of me
'running' and his annoying optimism.
"Right now you can call me Davy."
"Davy? What kind of name is that?"
"A name that I choose."
"Well it doesn't suit you. You should be . . . Chibi."
"Chibi? Why that?!"
"Because 'Small' suits you well." I simply state. No need to tell him the
real reason of how he seems to act like a *small* child.
"Fine then, it seems fair that you can call me Chibi when I call you
"Deal. Now, *Davy* get me out of this place."
"Fine, I guess the sooner we start the better." Chibi says while standing
up to leave
"Start with what?" I quickly ask.
"Like I said, you're in America now. You need to learn the language and I
know just the place to go." And with that he leaves me.
*Joy!* Now I have to learn *another* language! ERG that's just not right!
And I heard English is difficult to learn! Why can't this country speak
Japanese?! Or Swedish!? I would *love* that! I heave a sigh and look at
my left foot and that creamish colored band-aid cloth that makes it
difficult to move the foot.
'This is all your fault you know.' I mentally say to my foot. I know it's
really my fault but who in the world wants to take the blame themselves
when you can blame someone else. Or in this case *something* else.
The lady with a red cross that I saw earlier comes to me and says
something. I look at Chibi who's behind her and all he does is smile and
nod saying it was okay. He's holding new clothes although I can only see
the colors dark blue and a deep dark red. Great so this is how my new
freedom starts out . . . with a blue haired boy. Still . . . beware New
York Allenby Beardsley is coming to town!
~*~ End Chapter 4 ~*~
A/N: Whew, thank goodness Chapter 4 is now done! Yay! I know Allenby was
more sarcastic in this chapter than in previous ones, but after all
Chibodee is a stranger.
And I hope everyone isn't too upset that I changed their names for the
story sake. Yes both of their names are Chibodee and Allenby but they
won't be called that for several reasons. A big one is if she told someone
her real name then they could just turn her in to the Neo-Sweden right then
Lol, so much for not updating this until my other story is finished. Ah
well, I guess not. But I don't know when I'll be updating next so I hope
this chapter will do. It wasn't the best chapter but you need to set the
stage for the future right? Anyways I'll stop talking. Bye everyone! I
hope to earn a review from you guys.
Oh! Usually I always have hidden reasons behind names or numbers that I
write, usually in numbers (like in the first chapter check out Allenby's
number there's a reason it's those numbers), but in this case I also did it
in names. I'm just wondering can anyone figure out how I got Davy from
Chibodee's name, and Kit from Alley. You don't have to, but if you want to
figure it out it shouldn't be that hard. Anyways, hope to earn a review
from you guys. Bye =0D
~*~Response to the Readers~*~
To: Ms. Becky and Sisters (In case some of them are reading)
Hi Ms. Becky! Oh, I'm once again sorry I haven't read your story!
Everytime I get online it's at 2 AM or later. Sleepy . . . Even now it's
2:30. -_- z z z But I'm wondering how in the world did I only get the
alert for chapter 15 and not chapter 14. (This is I think the 3rd time it
happened, you, I think Ken no Kakera, and now Chibodee – he added chapter 5
but I didn't even know about chapter 4!) Sadly even if I did get the
letter I probably wouldn't be able to read it until this weekend. Our
house has become a hotel for friends and family. (I haven't seen them for
a few months so I'm quite happy – No offence I *really* like your story,
but I've been missing my family so since they're out I've been spending as
much time with them as possible.) Plus we're looking to buy a house, and
lots of other stuff as well. But I swear I haven't abandoned you, I'll
read it on Saturday! (there's a few hour difference between guests then.)
But hopefully I'll get better, all my collage stuff is done (well until
next year, still I'm happy about that!) So my work load has some-what
lightened up because of that. Still, once more I'm sorry.
Okay . . . onto the response. (I talk way too much -_- ') Thank you for
your ideas, I'll keep them in mind. And may I please use the name Becky
calls Chibodee in 'I'M WHAT!' for this story? It wont be used by Bee, but
by a friend coming up. Thank you for reviewing last time, and I hope to
earn another review.
~*~ Moey =0D
Hi BlueFrosting! Sorry it took so long to update, but here's the next
chapter. Hope to earn a review.
~*~ Alimoe =0D
To: Isis Hotep
Lol, you're not going to stop guessing huh? Lol, well sorry but you'll
just have to wait until the end. =0) But go ahead and keep thinking about
it if you want to. I hope this chapter wasn't that boring, less action
packed that's for sure. And I'm glad to know to know you don't take any
offence to the description of New York. Born and raised huh? Oh all of
the snow it gets . . . Lol still I like the snow, I'd think it would be fun
to live there. I hope I get all my facts straight though, I get to visit
there during the summer, but I haven't been there in real life. So I'm
basing everything on the scenes of Chibodee's past, and pictures that I've
seen. If anything is wrong in the description please correct me. Anyways,
I hope to earn another review.
~*~ Alimoe =0D
To: Ken no Kakera
Thank You for the review! I hope to earn another one.
~*~ Alimoe =0D
To: Shuffle Queen
Lol, thanks for the review Shuffle Queen. You can take as long as you want
to send them. Better late than never right? I hope to earn another
~*~ Alimoe =0D