Don't aske where this came from...it could be the child of my dean koonz
book Seize the Night and this last afternoon of laying pine straw in the
yard for six hours straight. Definatly very AU.

disclaimer: no one is mine...nothing, nobody....

Heero's Past

"Duo! Duo! Wake up!" Heero yelled slapping the sleeping boy, trying to
knock the sedatives out of his comrade. In response Duo moaned and moved
slightly on the white floor, unable to be woken. Heero sighed settling on
the floor beside him gauging how much longer the drugs would work. He had
to wake Duo up and explain the situation to him before They came. And
They were going to come for Duo.
"Duo!" Heero yelled again this time getting to his feet and dragging Duo
to his feet by the lapels on the other boy's shirt. Duo's head lolled to
all sides, unresponsive, and Heero sighed, lowering the former Gundam
pilot to the floor. Instead he choose to grab Duo's feet and lift him
from there until the blood ran to is head. Minuets later Duo moaned. Then
his eyes fluttered.
"N-n-n-nani?" His stutter wasn't due to the temperature, but instead to
the sedative still in his system.
"Duo." Heero greeted him as he sank to the floor beside his comrade.
"Wh-wuh-where are we? Whats h-ha-ha-hapeing?" Duo murmured. His arm
twitched convulsivly as he tried to move, but it didn't really move. "Why
can't I move?"
"You've been sedated." Heero answered. "We're being held here until They
come for you and finish with you."
"T-tor-torture?" Duo asked.
"Somewhat." Heero answered. "But not now, it will be later when you
understand what they've done." Heero sighed flexing his arm, watching the
muscles move. "Its the Doctors." He saw Duo's eyes flutter wide in shock.
"They aren't dead." He sighed, correcting himself. "Acctually its a long
story. They are dead. And they aren't." Heero snorted closing his eyes as
if it was both funny and anguishing to him. Like it was there was
something ironic about the situation.
"Can't we es-s-scape?" Duo asked. Heero snorted again.
"They won't let us. Not now. Not until They finish with you." He
answered. "I might as well tell you whats going to happen, what has
happened. How it started."
"Whats going on?" Duo asked, barely able to contain the fear in his
voice, the adrenalin the only thing keeping him from stuttering. Heero
was rambling inconsistently, and any time the perfect soldier was less
than perfect scarred him. Heero smiled sadly at him, his features tight
with irony.
"I was born in 1984. February seventeenth. My name was not Heero Yuy,
then, it was Akira Ayanomay. I had a father, a mother, and twin sisters,
Zeiwei and Heiwei." He laughed. "Hell, we even had a dog." He looked over
to Duo, whose convulsions had traveled from his tongue to twitches along
his extremities. "We were perfectly normal until I was eighteen. I was
out one night and when I came home they were gone, and so was everything
in the house; it had been stripped clear down to the pipes and wiring. As
if they'd never existed."
"There was a place called Area 51 back then," Heero said changing the
subject. "It was a place that wasn't supposed to exist, and it had
something to do with aliens. What I found out later was worse in a sense.
These people came for me that night and they doped me on something like
what you're on and brought me to the military base. They were cyborgs,
some of the first of their kind. They wanted," Heero said and his voice
broke. "They were into genetic manipulation and had experiments for that,
but I wasn't one of them, not to say that I wasn't subjected to that in
the end. They wanted someone with animal attributes, cyborg strength,"
Heero paused to survey Duo, whose twitches had transformed into tremors
and convulsions. "They wanted the ultimate, but they knew they couldn't
do that with the chemicals, machinery, and surgery style of the times."
He paused to look up at the ceiling and winced. "They instead wired me to
machines and purifiers and IV lines, until my blood was barely blood
anymore and then they froze me. They wanted to keep their prize safe. I
was frozen alive for nearly two hundred years until science had
progressed far enough to finish what they'd started. I woke up on the
operating table still thawing and they were pumping fluids into me to
keep me alive because they had my chest open. They were replacing my
internal organs with cybernetic ones, things that could power themselves.
I was in surgery for almost a month as they refitted me. But that wasn't
the end. Next they got into the genetic engineering and adding a cyborg
enhanced skeleton along with the muscles needed to operate it at its full
power and limit."
He sighed. "They let me go then. Nearly a hundred years ago, and they've
recaptured me four times since then to refit me with new parts and
upgrades."
Duo's convulsions had shifted him slightly and he was watching Heero.
"They want you now, Duo. They are going to come in here and drag you
away and their going to do exactly the same thing to you. The same things
they did to me to enhance me. They do the operations while you're awake,
and there is pain, Duo." He sighed and looked towards the door, as it
opened and the doctors entered. "I'm sorry, Duo." Heero's head dipped
sorrowfully.
Cobalt eyes met violet for a moment and then Heero looked away as Duo
was dragged off.
There was nothing he could do.