Arigato to these people who reviewed my teaser. You got your wish! ^_~
Relwarc- could you tell me what you mean by cliche? Email me at dakprincess2049@yahoo.com, k?
Christina- Here's your more!
Ashly- Thanks! I update just for you!
Hope you enjoy! this is the real chapter one of Internal War.
Genre: This is action and adventure, with some 1x2x1 romance. Oh yeah, and this is AU
May contain: angst, OOC, a few OCs, humor, shounen ai (no yaoi. too graphic), and violence
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4x3, 5xOCx5, 13xUne, 6x9
Warnings: Maybe a little Duo-torture and heero-bastardization. And use of Japanese terms. But I'm sure everyone who reads this has a rough understanding of simple Japanese, ne?
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any other anime that may appear in this fanfiction. Please do not sue me. (Not that it would matter. I've only got $3 to my name, and the computer is my mother's.) Arigato. *bows*
Well, on with the fic! Enjoy!
Part One: Unexpected Changes
Duo watched from the alleyway as another too young boy was dragged away to fight in the war that King Treize started. The Oz guards, Alex and Mueller, kicked the new boy every once in a while to keep him going.
Duo sighed. He had faked being crippled for the last year so he wouldn't have to fight in the war. He walked around with a crutch and an almost permanent limp. Soon, he feared, the limp would become real. He lived with the Church Mother, Sister Helen. She was nice, and kind and forgiving. And she was the one who had suggested his ruse. He was grateful to her for taking him in and caring about him.
He pushed away from the wall and limped toward the general store nearby. He was almost there when he heard a scream. Turning slowly, he saw Alex and Mueller at it again, this time with their dirty paws clutching a young blond boy no older that Duo's own seventeen years. Duo recognized him immediately. His friend, and the town mayor's son, Quatre Raberba Winner.
A blinding rage filled him, and before he could even think about his actions, he leapt at Alex, abandoning his crutch. He fought furiously until both guards had their share of bruises. Finally, more guards arrived to help Alex and Mueller.
"Oi," said one. "Isn't that that cripple?"
"Hey, yer right. That's Duo Maxwell! How come he ken walk now?"
"A miracle?" Duo said hesistantly. The new guards looked thoughtful, and Duo began to hope they'd let him go, but it was not to be.
"He was fakin' it! Arrest the little shit for treason to the King!" Alex barked. Frightened, the guards obeyed.
~~~~
Duo was thrown roughly into a dank dungeon cell, the smell of urine and death permeating the air.
"Ye won't get away with this," Mueller said smugly. "King Treize says yer to get 'the treatment'."
"'The treatment'?" Duo asked. Alex grinned evilly.
"Yeah. 'e's the King's favorite. One crazy kid, I tell ye. Ye won't stand a chance." The two began laughing loudly.
"Move, or die," said a cold monotonous voice. Alex and Mueller froze, then turned slowly. Behind them stood a young boy, again close to Duo's age, with chocolate brown hair and the most amazing Prussian blue eyes. Duo swallowed nervously. The boy was beautiful.
Alex and Mueller smirked. "Maxwell, meet Heero Yuy. 'The Treatment.'"
Duo shuddered, then damned himself to all seven hells. He had been breathless upon meeting the blue-eyed boy, but now he was breathless for different reasons. he'd heard about Heero Yuy, the boy know as 'The Perfect Soldier.' In taverns across the country they called him the 'demon child.' Word around town was that he was indeed crazy. And he, Duo Marelius Maxwell, was in the same room with him. Shit.
//Shit is right// his inner voice told him. .//What the fuck possessed you to try to save Quatre? You know as well as I do that there are no real friends in this town! He would of left you to rot in the army if you'd been captured!//
'That's not true! Q-man would never abandon me!' Duo snarled back.
//Hn. Whatever. I'll leave you to the demon. Caio.// And Duo's inner voice cleared out. 'Fuck,' he said to himself. 'Things are really bad when your own inner voice abandons you.'
"Why haven't you said anything? Cat got your tongue?" Alex asked, grinning evilly. Duo gave him a look as if to say 'When the hell did you see a cat, you asshole?' Alex obviously got it, because he snarled a moment later.
"Leave us," the monotone said. Duo shivered, and the guards shuddered in fright.
"Hai, General Yuy," they chorused, then scurried out of the cell and shut the door, locking it.
"Are you going to let them lock you in here?" Duo asked curiously. The cold boy turned, seemingly surprised, though his face didn't change.
"They will open it when you are unable to move," he said. Heero moved to a corner of the room, where Duo hadn't noticed a rather large black bag. He began to pull out various instruments, though he couldn't really see them. The loud clanking sounds were sufficient to frighten Duo.
"W-what are those?" he stuttered, thoroughly scared.
"My pets," Heero said quietly. "They assist me in my job. The job description says it all."
"What's the job description?"
"To make my victims lose sanity with the least amount of screams possible. Or make them talk with the most. Whatever pleases King Treize," Heero said, almost lovingly speaking of the tyrant King.
Duo gulped. That didn't sound promising. Maybe he should try to stall. "What is King Treize to you?" he asked.
Heero pulled something heavy and metal toward him and began methodically cleaning it for the task ahead. "He is my father, my mother, my brother, my sister. He is my family, my everything..." the boy said. "He took me in when no one wanted me, and I am forever grateful."
'Cliche or what,' Duo thought. "So he pretty much raised you then used you later to become his...torture device?"
Heero whipped around, fury in his previously blank eyes. "Do not speak of King Treize that way! He is the most noble, most trusting man in the world!"
"Bah!" Duo shouted, struggling to his feet. "Noble? Is it noble to send your guards out to unsuspecting towns and make them kidnap young boys and force them to fight for his twisted causes? Is it noble to have them executed for refusing? Is it noble to kill someone barerly in adulthood because they wouldn't convince their parents to fund a stupid, foolhardy war?!" Duo's eyes were filling with tears. He was speaking of Solo. His brother, who had went against Treize's wishes when asked to coerce their father into funding the war. Now Solo and Father Maxwell were dead, and the money went to the crown anyway. "Is it noble to adopt an unwanted child, brainwash them, then train them to become a feared torture device? A 'demon child'?" He whispered.
"I'm not a demon child!" Heero yelled. "And Treize is not bad! He's my father! He love's me!"
"Bullshit!" Duo yelled back. "He doesn't care about you! Only this silly war. No one even knows what we're fighting for, yet we are forced to fight! Do YOU know what we fight for?!" Duo waited breathlessly for an answer.
"No," Heero said softly. "But if Treize tells me to, it's enough for me." Duo stared at the brainwashed boy in disbelief. Heero's eyes hardened again. "Now be quiet. It's time to begin."
Duo 'eeped' and backed away. Heero stalked forward. Duo moved to the side. Heero moved with him. They continue this for several minute until finally, Heero snapped. He dropped to the ground and picked something up, then darted forward and slashed Duo's unprotected arm. Blood flowed, and Duo looked down at the wide gash in his arm in disbelief.
"Y-you cut me," he stated, in that unbelieving voice.
"Hai," Heero said, smirking.
"You bastard," Duo said. Heero's smirked widened, and he lunged at Duo again. this time more blood than before spurted out. It was everywhere, even on Heero. Duo cried out in pain and fell to the floor.
'Somehow,' he thought. 'I expected one of those cliche instances where the torturer reforms because of his victims wise words, and they become lovers and live happily ever after.'
//You dumb fuck// his inner voice said.
'You came back? Cowardly jerk!'
//So? Why would I wanna feel pain. It sucks.//
'No shit, Sherlock'
//Who's Sherlock?//
'He's this guy who- never mind. What the hell do you want?'
//Ooooh, mad much?//
'Fuck you.'
//Your only fucking yourself.//
'That's okay. I'm very fuckable.'
//Ok, now I think the pain has done something to your mind.//
'Were we talking about anything important? 'Cause if you don't mind, I wanna finish dying now.'
//You aren't gonna die, Duo. It's just a little blood.//
'Just a little blood, he says!'
//Yeah, I do say!//
'Just roll over and die!'
//You first.// Duo thought he felt his inner voice smirk. Angrily, he came back to reality to find himself in a corner, several shallow cuts all over his thin body, all bleeding freely. Luckily, his face was spared.
"I believe it's time for the hammer," Heero said quietly. Duo gasped, and his already pale face turned whiter.
"T-the ham-mer?" he stuttered.
"Yes, t-the ham-mer," Heero mocked him. He'd decided to start in on the emotional and mental torture while he searched for his hammer.
"Asshole," Duo muttered.
"I heard that," Heero said, shuffling through his bag. Duo made a small frightened sound. A moment later, Heero turned around with a large stone hammer in his hand. It looked heavy, and there was a dark stain on the front. Duo didn't want to think of what that was. "Show time." Heero moved closer, raising the hammer and giving a slightly insane smile. Duo's heart sank and he paled even more.
"Hey, General Yuy!" came a voice. Heero turned at the sound. Duo couldn't. He'd lost the use of his legs several minutes ago. "General Yuy, yer only at the hammer? Well, sorry to stop yer fun, but King Treize wants to see ye," said an anonymous guard.
That was the magic word. Heero pushed aside his displeasure for being interrupted, and put away his hammer. "Can you move?" Duo shook his head 'no', suddenly remembering their earlier discussion. Heero nodded. "Have the prisoner cleaned up and treated." Then he turned to Duo. "We'll play later." The insane grin came back for a moment before Heero turned and left.
"Yer luckier than most, boy. Usually Yuy reaches the saw by now," the guard snickered. "Be back with a Healer." The guard left. Shaking with tiredness and fright, Duo promptly fainted. The last thing he heard was the sound of the Healer arriving, and her words.
"Only minimal damage, in Heero terms, anyway. Maybe he likes him?"
~~~~Tsuzuku~~~
I know it's short, but hey, what can I do? Hope you all liked it! It's my second posted fic. everyone review!!!
Oh, and Relwarc, cliche-free enough for you? even Duo recognized the total lack of cliches in his situation. Except for the whole Treize is Heero's daddy thing.
Anyway, REVIEW, kudasai? Good.
Next Chapter: Escape? Or Is It?
description: Treize wants to see Duo. But why? And why is Quatre there?
Relwarc- could you tell me what you mean by cliche? Email me at dakprincess2049@yahoo.com, k?
Christina- Here's your more!
Ashly- Thanks! I update just for you!
Hope you enjoy! this is the real chapter one of Internal War.
Genre: This is action and adventure, with some 1x2x1 romance. Oh yeah, and this is AU
May contain: angst, OOC, a few OCs, humor, shounen ai (no yaoi. too graphic), and violence
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4x3, 5xOCx5, 13xUne, 6x9
Warnings: Maybe a little Duo-torture and heero-bastardization. And use of Japanese terms. But I'm sure everyone who reads this has a rough understanding of simple Japanese, ne?
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any other anime that may appear in this fanfiction. Please do not sue me. (Not that it would matter. I've only got $3 to my name, and the computer is my mother's.) Arigato. *bows*
Well, on with the fic! Enjoy!
Part One: Unexpected Changes
Duo watched from the alleyway as another too young boy was dragged away to fight in the war that King Treize started. The Oz guards, Alex and Mueller, kicked the new boy every once in a while to keep him going.
Duo sighed. He had faked being crippled for the last year so he wouldn't have to fight in the war. He walked around with a crutch and an almost permanent limp. Soon, he feared, the limp would become real. He lived with the Church Mother, Sister Helen. She was nice, and kind and forgiving. And she was the one who had suggested his ruse. He was grateful to her for taking him in and caring about him.
He pushed away from the wall and limped toward the general store nearby. He was almost there when he heard a scream. Turning slowly, he saw Alex and Mueller at it again, this time with their dirty paws clutching a young blond boy no older that Duo's own seventeen years. Duo recognized him immediately. His friend, and the town mayor's son, Quatre Raberba Winner.
A blinding rage filled him, and before he could even think about his actions, he leapt at Alex, abandoning his crutch. He fought furiously until both guards had their share of bruises. Finally, more guards arrived to help Alex and Mueller.
"Oi," said one. "Isn't that that cripple?"
"Hey, yer right. That's Duo Maxwell! How come he ken walk now?"
"A miracle?" Duo said hesistantly. The new guards looked thoughtful, and Duo began to hope they'd let him go, but it was not to be.
"He was fakin' it! Arrest the little shit for treason to the King!" Alex barked. Frightened, the guards obeyed.
~~~~
Duo was thrown roughly into a dank dungeon cell, the smell of urine and death permeating the air.
"Ye won't get away with this," Mueller said smugly. "King Treize says yer to get 'the treatment'."
"'The treatment'?" Duo asked. Alex grinned evilly.
"Yeah. 'e's the King's favorite. One crazy kid, I tell ye. Ye won't stand a chance." The two began laughing loudly.
"Move, or die," said a cold monotonous voice. Alex and Mueller froze, then turned slowly. Behind them stood a young boy, again close to Duo's age, with chocolate brown hair and the most amazing Prussian blue eyes. Duo swallowed nervously. The boy was beautiful.
Alex and Mueller smirked. "Maxwell, meet Heero Yuy. 'The Treatment.'"
Duo shuddered, then damned himself to all seven hells. He had been breathless upon meeting the blue-eyed boy, but now he was breathless for different reasons. he'd heard about Heero Yuy, the boy know as 'The Perfect Soldier.' In taverns across the country they called him the 'demon child.' Word around town was that he was indeed crazy. And he, Duo Marelius Maxwell, was in the same room with him. Shit.
//Shit is right// his inner voice told him. .//What the fuck possessed you to try to save Quatre? You know as well as I do that there are no real friends in this town! He would of left you to rot in the army if you'd been captured!//
'That's not true! Q-man would never abandon me!' Duo snarled back.
//Hn. Whatever. I'll leave you to the demon. Caio.// And Duo's inner voice cleared out. 'Fuck,' he said to himself. 'Things are really bad when your own inner voice abandons you.'
"Why haven't you said anything? Cat got your tongue?" Alex asked, grinning evilly. Duo gave him a look as if to say 'When the hell did you see a cat, you asshole?' Alex obviously got it, because he snarled a moment later.
"Leave us," the monotone said. Duo shivered, and the guards shuddered in fright.
"Hai, General Yuy," they chorused, then scurried out of the cell and shut the door, locking it.
"Are you going to let them lock you in here?" Duo asked curiously. The cold boy turned, seemingly surprised, though his face didn't change.
"They will open it when you are unable to move," he said. Heero moved to a corner of the room, where Duo hadn't noticed a rather large black bag. He began to pull out various instruments, though he couldn't really see them. The loud clanking sounds were sufficient to frighten Duo.
"W-what are those?" he stuttered, thoroughly scared.
"My pets," Heero said quietly. "They assist me in my job. The job description says it all."
"What's the job description?"
"To make my victims lose sanity with the least amount of screams possible. Or make them talk with the most. Whatever pleases King Treize," Heero said, almost lovingly speaking of the tyrant King.
Duo gulped. That didn't sound promising. Maybe he should try to stall. "What is King Treize to you?" he asked.
Heero pulled something heavy and metal toward him and began methodically cleaning it for the task ahead. "He is my father, my mother, my brother, my sister. He is my family, my everything..." the boy said. "He took me in when no one wanted me, and I am forever grateful."
'Cliche or what,' Duo thought. "So he pretty much raised you then used you later to become his...torture device?"
Heero whipped around, fury in his previously blank eyes. "Do not speak of King Treize that way! He is the most noble, most trusting man in the world!"
"Bah!" Duo shouted, struggling to his feet. "Noble? Is it noble to send your guards out to unsuspecting towns and make them kidnap young boys and force them to fight for his twisted causes? Is it noble to have them executed for refusing? Is it noble to kill someone barerly in adulthood because they wouldn't convince their parents to fund a stupid, foolhardy war?!" Duo's eyes were filling with tears. He was speaking of Solo. His brother, who had went against Treize's wishes when asked to coerce their father into funding the war. Now Solo and Father Maxwell were dead, and the money went to the crown anyway. "Is it noble to adopt an unwanted child, brainwash them, then train them to become a feared torture device? A 'demon child'?" He whispered.
"I'm not a demon child!" Heero yelled. "And Treize is not bad! He's my father! He love's me!"
"Bullshit!" Duo yelled back. "He doesn't care about you! Only this silly war. No one even knows what we're fighting for, yet we are forced to fight! Do YOU know what we fight for?!" Duo waited breathlessly for an answer.
"No," Heero said softly. "But if Treize tells me to, it's enough for me." Duo stared at the brainwashed boy in disbelief. Heero's eyes hardened again. "Now be quiet. It's time to begin."
Duo 'eeped' and backed away. Heero stalked forward. Duo moved to the side. Heero moved with him. They continue this for several minute until finally, Heero snapped. He dropped to the ground and picked something up, then darted forward and slashed Duo's unprotected arm. Blood flowed, and Duo looked down at the wide gash in his arm in disbelief.
"Y-you cut me," he stated, in that unbelieving voice.
"Hai," Heero said, smirking.
"You bastard," Duo said. Heero's smirked widened, and he lunged at Duo again. this time more blood than before spurted out. It was everywhere, even on Heero. Duo cried out in pain and fell to the floor.
'Somehow,' he thought. 'I expected one of those cliche instances where the torturer reforms because of his victims wise words, and they become lovers and live happily ever after.'
//You dumb fuck// his inner voice said.
'You came back? Cowardly jerk!'
//So? Why would I wanna feel pain. It sucks.//
'No shit, Sherlock'
//Who's Sherlock?//
'He's this guy who- never mind. What the hell do you want?'
//Ooooh, mad much?//
'Fuck you.'
//Your only fucking yourself.//
'That's okay. I'm very fuckable.'
//Ok, now I think the pain has done something to your mind.//
'Were we talking about anything important? 'Cause if you don't mind, I wanna finish dying now.'
//You aren't gonna die, Duo. It's just a little blood.//
'Just a little blood, he says!'
//Yeah, I do say!//
'Just roll over and die!'
//You first.// Duo thought he felt his inner voice smirk. Angrily, he came back to reality to find himself in a corner, several shallow cuts all over his thin body, all bleeding freely. Luckily, his face was spared.
"I believe it's time for the hammer," Heero said quietly. Duo gasped, and his already pale face turned whiter.
"T-the ham-mer?" he stuttered.
"Yes, t-the ham-mer," Heero mocked him. He'd decided to start in on the emotional and mental torture while he searched for his hammer.
"Asshole," Duo muttered.
"I heard that," Heero said, shuffling through his bag. Duo made a small frightened sound. A moment later, Heero turned around with a large stone hammer in his hand. It looked heavy, and there was a dark stain on the front. Duo didn't want to think of what that was. "Show time." Heero moved closer, raising the hammer and giving a slightly insane smile. Duo's heart sank and he paled even more.
"Hey, General Yuy!" came a voice. Heero turned at the sound. Duo couldn't. He'd lost the use of his legs several minutes ago. "General Yuy, yer only at the hammer? Well, sorry to stop yer fun, but King Treize wants to see ye," said an anonymous guard.
That was the magic word. Heero pushed aside his displeasure for being interrupted, and put away his hammer. "Can you move?" Duo shook his head 'no', suddenly remembering their earlier discussion. Heero nodded. "Have the prisoner cleaned up and treated." Then he turned to Duo. "We'll play later." The insane grin came back for a moment before Heero turned and left.
"Yer luckier than most, boy. Usually Yuy reaches the saw by now," the guard snickered. "Be back with a Healer." The guard left. Shaking with tiredness and fright, Duo promptly fainted. The last thing he heard was the sound of the Healer arriving, and her words.
"Only minimal damage, in Heero terms, anyway. Maybe he likes him?"
~~~~Tsuzuku~~~
I know it's short, but hey, what can I do? Hope you all liked it! It's my second posted fic. everyone review!!!
Oh, and Relwarc, cliche-free enough for you? even Duo recognized the total lack of cliches in his situation. Except for the whole Treize is Heero's daddy thing.
Anyway, REVIEW, kudasai? Good.
Next Chapter: Escape? Or Is It?
description: Treize wants to see Duo. But why? And why is Quatre there?