AN: Just an intro really, I'm not completely sure if it'll be a complete fic, but it will have a couple chapters to it.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
-----
Widening Gyre
A Gundam Wing FanFic by shärl-tn
-----
Part 1
Duo dropped silently from the edge of the darkened windowsill, rearranging the backpack full of stolen items on his back before making a quick dash towards the cover of the trees behind the base, towards his hidden motorcycle, and safety. As he left the wall of the building and raced into the open he was stopped suddenly by a gasp to his right.
"Shit." He swore to himself, hand already reaching for the knife at his belt. He turned to face his enemy.
"Wait! You're…" was all the OZ soldier managed before the knife took him full to the throat. He fell in an ungainly heap.
Duo bit his lower lip, walking forward slowly to retrieve his weapon. For a moment he stood, gazing sadly at his latest victim before removing the knife, and again running for the trees. "Anyone who sees me's got a date with his maker…" he whispered to himself as he jumped on the motorcycle and drove off into the night.
... ... ...
The clock on the wall in the hallway read three-am when Duo walked by, silent feet padding past the door after door of sleeping students before coming to the room he shared with fellow pilot, Heero Yuy. He slid his key in the lock and opened the door quietly, slipped inside and dropped his backpack on the floor as he shut the door behind him. The room was dark and empty, Heero was on a mission of his own and would not return till the following day. Duo sighed, long and drawn in the darkness, leaning to fall back against the door, head raised to the ceiling.
"Shit." He whispered to himself as he let his back slide down the wooden door so he crouched at the bottom, head lowering to his knees. "…You looked at his face, you idiot… you looked at his face…"
TBC
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
-----
Widening Gyre
A Gundam Wing FanFic by shärl-tn
-----
Part 1
Duo dropped silently from the edge of the darkened windowsill, rearranging the backpack full of stolen items on his back before making a quick dash towards the cover of the trees behind the base, towards his hidden motorcycle, and safety. As he left the wall of the building and raced into the open he was stopped suddenly by a gasp to his right.
"Shit." He swore to himself, hand already reaching for the knife at his belt. He turned to face his enemy.
"Wait! You're…" was all the OZ soldier managed before the knife took him full to the throat. He fell in an ungainly heap.
Duo bit his lower lip, walking forward slowly to retrieve his weapon. For a moment he stood, gazing sadly at his latest victim before removing the knife, and again running for the trees. "Anyone who sees me's got a date with his maker…" he whispered to himself as he jumped on the motorcycle and drove off into the night.
... ... ...
The clock on the wall in the hallway read three-am when Duo walked by, silent feet padding past the door after door of sleeping students before coming to the room he shared with fellow pilot, Heero Yuy. He slid his key in the lock and opened the door quietly, slipped inside and dropped his backpack on the floor as he shut the door behind him. The room was dark and empty, Heero was on a mission of his own and would not return till the following day. Duo sighed, long and drawn in the darkness, leaning to fall back against the door, head raised to the ceiling.
"Shit." He whispered to himself as he let his back slide down the wooden door so he crouched at the bottom, head lowering to his knees. "…You looked at his face, you idiot… you looked at his face…"
TBC