By: Kanaloa's Wrath
Summery: After being kidnapped Heero begins to act strangely, is he a were wolf? Can the other pilots put the pieces together in time? And will they be able to help.
Author's note: This is my 1st GW fan fiction ever! So please review so I can get some inspiration to continue and tips so I can improve! Thanx a million. Send feedback 2: Twistedhalo6@aol.com
Disclaimer: I own nothing, gundam wing is not mine, neither is Heero (sadly) don't try and sue I have like 10 bucks to my name, got it?
Inside Us All
Chapter one
Heero groaned, he longed to lose consciousness; he had never felt such pain- he could feel the poison surging through his veins. He looked to his right and saw something much like an IV hooked onto his arm- to his left were Trowa and Wuffei they were strapped to tables much like himself but unlike him self there was no IV beside them. Trowa was struggling madly he could vaguely hear him call out to him asking if he could break free. Heero tried to move his limbs but they felt heavy, no super human strength could save him, not this time he thought sleepily. Wife was silent he was lying perfectly still and Heero guessed he was conserving his energy for when the opportunity of escape presented itself. Heero was losing his grip on conciseness and he made no effort to hold onto it as he drifted into dark relief. When Heero awoke he was still on the table- not much had changed except that there was a man above him intently checking his vitals. The man was older than Heero by about 4 years, being perhaps 22 and had short black hair. The man hummed to himself contently and talked to himself. Heero was still over come by a hazy feeling and was having trouble making out anything; all he could hear were broken fragments. "..A gundam pilot". Wonder if he knows"..".. Will soon enough, I am almost done with him" this is 01 isn't it?" ".. It explains so much" ".all the strength, wonder if this little experiment knows yet." " He should have never been let out into society.never" "but I'll fix that problem.yes I'll fix J's mistake." Heero saw the world around him begin to tilt, the voice of the man blurred with the scratching of his insterments against whatever table he had them on. Heero blacked out to the sound of scratching metal and the slow steady drip of the IV.
Duo paced the floor of the apartment nervously. Quatre sat in a large chair his blonde bangs sticking to his face in the Arabian heat. "So its decided said Quatre, preventer head quarters has OKed it, they'll let us go in and raid the place" "we'll get them out Duo.They'll be ok." " I know Quatre but it reminds me so much of before, I just thought all that was over that's all, I thought we could all leave those days behind us.' Duo continued to pace nervously. It had been one week since the 3 other pilots were kidnapped off the streets of Saudi Arabia. They had all gathered there for a preventer meeting being held, graciously at one of Quatre's many office buildings. 6 hours ago Intel had reached them of the X gundam pilot's location and with the OK from head quarters Duo and Quatre were planning an infiltration of the holding place. The pilots were currently being held in a docked barge that had been abandoned after the docks had caught fire 15 odd years ago. The plan was to let duo scope out the building and try and find a un invasive way in the building, if things went wrong or he needed back up Quatre would prove to be a valid distraction. Duo took a deep breath it was time to move out- he pulled on his black base ball cap, sighing as his bangs jetted out from out from under the dark rim.
Trowa was becoming impatient. His normally calm features were contorted in frustration. Finally he could take it no more, after over week of silent loathing in the presence of his captor he spoke " What do you want with us!!" Trowa spat out he words like they might catch fire to his tongue were they allowed to remain in his mouth. " Shut up!" yelled the black haired man" you are no use to me! So be still and be content to simply know you are allowed to live!" Trowa was angered by his captor's cryptic answer and it took most of his self-restraint to keep from opening his mouth once more.
Wuffei opened his eyes slightly, he had been in meditation for most of the time spent in captivity and was deeply troubled by his lack of knowledge of events leading to his capture. He remembered walking down the busy streets of the market place in the Riyadh market place of Saudi Arabia. He remembered a sudden dizziness and Heero yelling, he remembered waking up on the cold table. Despite his fears of scattered OZ operatives he had only seen this one man and the man had been over a strangely passive Heero the whole time, leaving him and Trowa to themselves, giving them the occasional meal, but even his contact with them to provide food was waning, it seemed he was losing interest in them and Wuffei began to wonder how long it would be before his simple hunger pains became more noticeable. He looked himself over best he could, he seemed un harmed, but thinner than he remembered. Standing at 5'5, his skin seemed to be stretched too tight out over his lean muscles, the healthy glow gone from his unusually light skin. Trowa didn't seem much better the 6-foot teen looked mal nourished as well. Wuffei chuckled silently to himself, just a short year ago things such as the lack of food could have gone unnoticed for far longer..Wuffei's train of thought was interrupted by a scream to his side. The once stationary Heero's eyes were wide and a scream was ripping through his throat. The boy's 5'10 frame was arched over the table- seemingly held only by the restraints..
Duo smiled to himself, he had cut the alarms and picked the locks with out alerting anyone. As he stepped through the door he turned just in time to see a large metal spike fly out of the wall inches in front of his nose. Duo gulped and pulled out a can from his jacket. Carefully spraying it, his eyes widened to what he saw before him: the whole hall was cover in criss crossed red censors. " shit." Duo whispered beneath his breath.and began to debate how he would go about disarming them.
Quatre waited intently for Duos signal. what's taking him, thought the blonde boy. He was growing worried Duo had been in the building for an hour and had yet to contact the Arabian. Quatre stretched out, at 5'7 staying crouched in a small spot was harder than it had been at 15. Suddenly Duos voice came over the radio- "Quatre are you there over" " I'm here Duo what's your status. Over" " I'm sorry it took me so long to contact you back I ran up against a little trouble. Nothing hacking couldn't solve..But it held me up" Quatre sighed in relief; the rescue was going over fine.
Duo leaned against the door fame.. He had heard Heero's screams from across the barge and had followed them until he found the room containing the pilot's. Heero's screams subsided shortly after Duo crept up to the door. Duos Preventers jacket had long been thrown aside in the sprint across the barge and the braided teen breathed heavily as he tried to hide his 5'8 frame behind the doorframe. Duo carefully scanned the room for people he needed to give Quatre an idea of what he would be dealing with. Duo was surprised to find just one, carefully checking over a still form of a teenage boy lying limp on a steel table. It was Heero's form. Duo was shocked but kept any reactions he might have had to himself.. Now was not the time. He gave the room another once over and noticed no one else save for Trowa and Wuffei, " Quatre do you copy?" Duo wisperd into the communicator, I can handle this, over" with that Duo stepped out from the shadows and pulled his gun, " freeze!" he shouted at the man hovering above Heero's limp body. " Put you hands on your head and turn around slowly!" Duo yelled, he winced as he caught sight of Heero's face- his eyes were closed tight as if in pain and all the color was drained away from his fine features. " Is said freeze!" said Duo again to the black haired man who continued to work silently. "I said.." Duo was cut off " I know what you said Dammit! Don't you see what I am doing! I have to Stop it..Don't you see? I can't leave it like this I have to finish the process, it has to die! Don't you see.. It's a danger to us all.. Dr. J was insane to keep it alive! Don't you see? The man was coming closer to Duo as he talked. Don't you see?! "Stop!" said Duo firmly, the man kept coming, finally Duo did what he had been trained to do since child hood, he fired, the man dropped to the ground and whispered out one last broken sentence as blood bubbled up his throat. "You.you.fool.." Duo left the figure of the man and proceeded to cut Trowa and Wuffei free, the bindings gave easily to his knife and the 2 pilots were soon free, slowly rubbing their wrists where the strap's once were. Duo made his way over to Heero and quickly detached the IV, disconnecting Heero from the silver liquid being pumped into his veins. Duo carefully picked up the boy and handed him to Trowa. He shouted into his communicator to Quatre to prepare for wounded and began to lead the other pilots out of the barge at a run.
Quatre was worried when he received Duos communication.."Wounded?" he wondered out loud to himself, his fore head wrinkled up in worry. It wasn't long before he saw them coming out from the barge. Duo led the way followed closely by Wuffei and the rear taken up by the tall form of Trowa as he ran awkwardly forward carrying Heero in his arms.
Quatre kept looking back nervously as he drove the car to the hospital. He had called ahead and told preventers to head to the barge to pick up their captors body. Trowa and Wuffei seemed relatively unharmed, although Heero's condition was not comforting. He laid stretched out on the back seat of the car with Wuffei and Duo. He lay their motionless aside from spasms in which his whole body would stiffen as every muscle in his body tightened. His tousled brown hair stuck to his face with sweat and seemed in even more disarray than usual. As Quatre turned back to the road he could almost swear he could see a bit of silver glittering in Heero's hair.
Heero was released after just a few hours in the hospital. He had an unknown toxin in blood but since it couldn't be identified and Heero seemed to be improving, they released him into the pilot's care. On the way home Duo was unusually silent. The night's events troubled him and what the man that lay dead on the barge said to him peaked his curiosity. "It has to die.."He said under his breath. The thought was disturbing, but then again the whole ordeal had a certain twisted quality to it. Duo had been in too much of a hurry before to think about what the man was saying...or more importantly, whom he was talking about. Duo looked down at the sleeping Heero. His eyes were closed gently. His fore head no longer wrinkled with pain. But as the pilot lay there Duo began to wonder about his friend. Heero and loosened up some since the war, he really had, but he still had never shared nothing about his life before Duo met him. In fact he was still a mystery to the pilots. Duo shook his head to clear his mind and decided it would be best not to dwell on the events of the past week to long. Stretching sleepily as the car pulled in the driveway of Quatre's house, Duo prepared to head for bed and some much needed sleep, unfortunally for him it wouldn't come..
Summery: After being kidnapped Heero begins to act strangely, is he a were wolf? Can the other pilots put the pieces together in time? And will they be able to help.
Author's note: This is my 1st GW fan fiction ever! So please review so I can get some inspiration to continue and tips so I can improve! Thanx a million. Send feedback 2: Twistedhalo6@aol.com
Disclaimer: I own nothing, gundam wing is not mine, neither is Heero (sadly) don't try and sue I have like 10 bucks to my name, got it?
Inside Us All
Chapter one
Heero groaned, he longed to lose consciousness; he had never felt such pain- he could feel the poison surging through his veins. He looked to his right and saw something much like an IV hooked onto his arm- to his left were Trowa and Wuffei they were strapped to tables much like himself but unlike him self there was no IV beside them. Trowa was struggling madly he could vaguely hear him call out to him asking if he could break free. Heero tried to move his limbs but they felt heavy, no super human strength could save him, not this time he thought sleepily. Wife was silent he was lying perfectly still and Heero guessed he was conserving his energy for when the opportunity of escape presented itself. Heero was losing his grip on conciseness and he made no effort to hold onto it as he drifted into dark relief. When Heero awoke he was still on the table- not much had changed except that there was a man above him intently checking his vitals. The man was older than Heero by about 4 years, being perhaps 22 and had short black hair. The man hummed to himself contently and talked to himself. Heero was still over come by a hazy feeling and was having trouble making out anything; all he could hear were broken fragments. "..A gundam pilot". Wonder if he knows"..".. Will soon enough, I am almost done with him" this is 01 isn't it?" ".. It explains so much" ".all the strength, wonder if this little experiment knows yet." " He should have never been let out into society.never" "but I'll fix that problem.yes I'll fix J's mistake." Heero saw the world around him begin to tilt, the voice of the man blurred with the scratching of his insterments against whatever table he had them on. Heero blacked out to the sound of scratching metal and the slow steady drip of the IV.
Duo paced the floor of the apartment nervously. Quatre sat in a large chair his blonde bangs sticking to his face in the Arabian heat. "So its decided said Quatre, preventer head quarters has OKed it, they'll let us go in and raid the place" "we'll get them out Duo.They'll be ok." " I know Quatre but it reminds me so much of before, I just thought all that was over that's all, I thought we could all leave those days behind us.' Duo continued to pace nervously. It had been one week since the 3 other pilots were kidnapped off the streets of Saudi Arabia. They had all gathered there for a preventer meeting being held, graciously at one of Quatre's many office buildings. 6 hours ago Intel had reached them of the X gundam pilot's location and with the OK from head quarters Duo and Quatre were planning an infiltration of the holding place. The pilots were currently being held in a docked barge that had been abandoned after the docks had caught fire 15 odd years ago. The plan was to let duo scope out the building and try and find a un invasive way in the building, if things went wrong or he needed back up Quatre would prove to be a valid distraction. Duo took a deep breath it was time to move out- he pulled on his black base ball cap, sighing as his bangs jetted out from out from under the dark rim.
Trowa was becoming impatient. His normally calm features were contorted in frustration. Finally he could take it no more, after over week of silent loathing in the presence of his captor he spoke " What do you want with us!!" Trowa spat out he words like they might catch fire to his tongue were they allowed to remain in his mouth. " Shut up!" yelled the black haired man" you are no use to me! So be still and be content to simply know you are allowed to live!" Trowa was angered by his captor's cryptic answer and it took most of his self-restraint to keep from opening his mouth once more.
Wuffei opened his eyes slightly, he had been in meditation for most of the time spent in captivity and was deeply troubled by his lack of knowledge of events leading to his capture. He remembered walking down the busy streets of the market place in the Riyadh market place of Saudi Arabia. He remembered a sudden dizziness and Heero yelling, he remembered waking up on the cold table. Despite his fears of scattered OZ operatives he had only seen this one man and the man had been over a strangely passive Heero the whole time, leaving him and Trowa to themselves, giving them the occasional meal, but even his contact with them to provide food was waning, it seemed he was losing interest in them and Wuffei began to wonder how long it would be before his simple hunger pains became more noticeable. He looked himself over best he could, he seemed un harmed, but thinner than he remembered. Standing at 5'5, his skin seemed to be stretched too tight out over his lean muscles, the healthy glow gone from his unusually light skin. Trowa didn't seem much better the 6-foot teen looked mal nourished as well. Wuffei chuckled silently to himself, just a short year ago things such as the lack of food could have gone unnoticed for far longer..Wuffei's train of thought was interrupted by a scream to his side. The once stationary Heero's eyes were wide and a scream was ripping through his throat. The boy's 5'10 frame was arched over the table- seemingly held only by the restraints..
Duo smiled to himself, he had cut the alarms and picked the locks with out alerting anyone. As he stepped through the door he turned just in time to see a large metal spike fly out of the wall inches in front of his nose. Duo gulped and pulled out a can from his jacket. Carefully spraying it, his eyes widened to what he saw before him: the whole hall was cover in criss crossed red censors. " shit." Duo whispered beneath his breath.and began to debate how he would go about disarming them.
Quatre waited intently for Duos signal. what's taking him, thought the blonde boy. He was growing worried Duo had been in the building for an hour and had yet to contact the Arabian. Quatre stretched out, at 5'7 staying crouched in a small spot was harder than it had been at 15. Suddenly Duos voice came over the radio- "Quatre are you there over" " I'm here Duo what's your status. Over" " I'm sorry it took me so long to contact you back I ran up against a little trouble. Nothing hacking couldn't solve..But it held me up" Quatre sighed in relief; the rescue was going over fine.
Duo leaned against the door fame.. He had heard Heero's screams from across the barge and had followed them until he found the room containing the pilot's. Heero's screams subsided shortly after Duo crept up to the door. Duos Preventers jacket had long been thrown aside in the sprint across the barge and the braided teen breathed heavily as he tried to hide his 5'8 frame behind the doorframe. Duo carefully scanned the room for people he needed to give Quatre an idea of what he would be dealing with. Duo was surprised to find just one, carefully checking over a still form of a teenage boy lying limp on a steel table. It was Heero's form. Duo was shocked but kept any reactions he might have had to himself.. Now was not the time. He gave the room another once over and noticed no one else save for Trowa and Wuffei, " Quatre do you copy?" Duo wisperd into the communicator, I can handle this, over" with that Duo stepped out from the shadows and pulled his gun, " freeze!" he shouted at the man hovering above Heero's limp body. " Put you hands on your head and turn around slowly!" Duo yelled, he winced as he caught sight of Heero's face- his eyes were closed tight as if in pain and all the color was drained away from his fine features. " Is said freeze!" said Duo again to the black haired man who continued to work silently. "I said.." Duo was cut off " I know what you said Dammit! Don't you see what I am doing! I have to Stop it..Don't you see? I can't leave it like this I have to finish the process, it has to die! Don't you see.. It's a danger to us all.. Dr. J was insane to keep it alive! Don't you see? The man was coming closer to Duo as he talked. Don't you see?! "Stop!" said Duo firmly, the man kept coming, finally Duo did what he had been trained to do since child hood, he fired, the man dropped to the ground and whispered out one last broken sentence as blood bubbled up his throat. "You.you.fool.." Duo left the figure of the man and proceeded to cut Trowa and Wuffei free, the bindings gave easily to his knife and the 2 pilots were soon free, slowly rubbing their wrists where the strap's once were. Duo made his way over to Heero and quickly detached the IV, disconnecting Heero from the silver liquid being pumped into his veins. Duo carefully picked up the boy and handed him to Trowa. He shouted into his communicator to Quatre to prepare for wounded and began to lead the other pilots out of the barge at a run.
Quatre was worried when he received Duos communication.."Wounded?" he wondered out loud to himself, his fore head wrinkled up in worry. It wasn't long before he saw them coming out from the barge. Duo led the way followed closely by Wuffei and the rear taken up by the tall form of Trowa as he ran awkwardly forward carrying Heero in his arms.
Quatre kept looking back nervously as he drove the car to the hospital. He had called ahead and told preventers to head to the barge to pick up their captors body. Trowa and Wuffei seemed relatively unharmed, although Heero's condition was not comforting. He laid stretched out on the back seat of the car with Wuffei and Duo. He lay their motionless aside from spasms in which his whole body would stiffen as every muscle in his body tightened. His tousled brown hair stuck to his face with sweat and seemed in even more disarray than usual. As Quatre turned back to the road he could almost swear he could see a bit of silver glittering in Heero's hair.
Heero was released after just a few hours in the hospital. He had an unknown toxin in blood but since it couldn't be identified and Heero seemed to be improving, they released him into the pilot's care. On the way home Duo was unusually silent. The night's events troubled him and what the man that lay dead on the barge said to him peaked his curiosity. "It has to die.."He said under his breath. The thought was disturbing, but then again the whole ordeal had a certain twisted quality to it. Duo had been in too much of a hurry before to think about what the man was saying...or more importantly, whom he was talking about. Duo looked down at the sleeping Heero. His eyes were closed gently. His fore head no longer wrinkled with pain. But as the pilot lay there Duo began to wonder about his friend. Heero and loosened up some since the war, he really had, but he still had never shared nothing about his life before Duo met him. In fact he was still a mystery to the pilots. Duo shook his head to clear his mind and decided it would be best not to dwell on the events of the past week to long. Stretching sleepily as the car pulled in the driveway of Quatre's house, Duo prepared to head for bed and some much needed sleep, unfortunally for him it wouldn't come..