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Hi! I know what you are thinking. 'Another story?' Yes it's another story that I've been thinking about for a while. I got this idea from a Ranma1/2 story I read a while ago. I don't remember the name or the author of the story or where I read it, but I loved the idea. So I decided to do my own version of it with Gundam Wing. The basic story was Ranma developed Split personalities disorder from the Neko-ken training. So who ever wrote the original story, thank you for writing that great story and if you object to my using your base line, just e-mail me at videlchan@hotmail.com and tell me and I'll take it off FF.net. So here is my Gundam wing story, Shattered Minds!!!

Shattered Minds

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Chapter 1

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Duo Maxwell dashed down the alley in a desperate attempt to escape the four OZ soldiers that were chasing him. 'I just can't believe that they were waiting for me.' He thought as he climbed over a chain link fence and took off again. 'It was like they knew ahead of time that I was coming. There must have been a leak in the Professor's group.'

Suddenly, ahead of Duo, three soldiers jumped out of the shadows and grabbed him before he could dodge their hands. "Where do you think you are going?" one of the men snarled as he twisted one of Duo's arms up between his shoulder blades.

Duo said nothing but continued to struggle against the men as their friends arrived, despite the pain as the man twisted the arm higher, almost to the point it was going to break. His head was twisted around as some one grabbed his meter long braid and yanked hard.

"The commander wants to see you." A soldier whispered just before a fist crashed into his jaw and blackness overcame him.

Duo awoke to a throbbing pain in his jaw and his limbs cuffed to a table. As he opened his eyes, a blurry figure leaned over him and adjusted an electrode on Duo's temple. "What…?" Duo mumbled and the man paused for a moment before finishing the adjustment and stepped back. Turning his head, Duo saw a man in a white coat with black hair that was cropped on top with the back long enough to be put into a small ponytail standing next to none other than Trowa Barton, who was also wearing a white coat.

"Ah, 02. It's so good of you to join us." The man with the ponytail said as he read something on a clipboard. "My name is Dr, Tomao and this is my assistant Trowa Gordon. I have some questions I would like you to answer."

"Fuck you." Duo ground out as he took stock of his body. He was only wearing his pants and he had more electrodes on his arms and chest. There were also wires running from the metal bands that encircled his wrists, ankles, and his forehead.

"You really shouldn't say things like that." Tomao said as he flicked a switch and suddenly, a huge jolt of electricity ran through Duo's body, making him gasp in pain.

"You didn't like that, did you?" Tomao said with a cruel grin as he turned off the power. "That was only a jolt of low voltage. Every time you refuse to answer a question, the voltage it raised a little bit." He continued as he turned to the console. "As you see, there is only ten levels and the highest level, no one so far had been able to survive. It seems to turn their brains into pudding while their flesh is slowly cooked."

Duo shuddered briefly as he got a mental picture of that happening to someone, while vowing to himself that he would not tell the doctor anything.

"Now, what is your name?"

"…"

The doctor flipped the switch and watched as Duo arched against his restraints, but refused to make a sound. Every time the question was repeated, the voltage was turned up, but Duo refused to say anything, even scream, knowing that that was what the doctor wanted. On the eighth level, the doctor didn't stop after a few seconds. Instead, he kept the electricity turned on until finally, Duo screamed, a deep, pain filled scream that echoed in Trowa's soul.

Trowa had been sent to infiltrate the base while Duo was sent on another mission to retrieve data from a different part of the same base. Trowa didn't understand why Duo had been sent while he was there. After all, he could have very easily smuggled information out. But he followed his orders and Duo followed his.

Trowa didn't really know Duo. He had meet up with the longhaired pilot a few times on some missions, but he had never really like him. He had just seemed so flaky and easygoing to be able to complete his missions effectively and he had been sure he sure he was right when Duo had been capture. But now, he had a new respect for Duo. He had refused to answer even one of the questions and had remained silent, even though he had to be in agony.

Duo, on the other hand, had wondered just what Trowa was doing there. He hadn't really like the tall, uni-banged pilot because he seemed to take things way to seriously, like the Shenlong Gundam's pilot, Wufei, who he had meet a few times. Those two and Heero, where the most closed off people Duo had ever met and if it wasn't for Quatre, Duo would have given up on the others. Now, as the pain coursed through his body in wave after wave of torment, Duo screamed and as he screamed, he felt something brake inside before soothing blackness surrounded him.

Dr. Tomao turned off the power after Duo lapsed into unconsciousness. "Well, he held out longer than I thought he would." He said to Trowa, who numbly nodded. "Disconnect him and take him to a holding cell. We'll continue this when he recovers a little."  The doctor added before he spun on his heel and walked out of the room.

Trowa hurriedly disconnected the wires and cuffs from Duo and picked him up gently. Placing the longhaired boy on a gurney and coving him completely with a sheet, he pushed him out of the room and down the hall.

During his time there, he had been apart of some very weird and sick experiments, learning more about what was going on around the base and the labs. Because of his position of assistant to Dr, Tomao, he was allowed to go where he needed unsupervised. So he quickly wheeled Duo down the hall to his room, where he quickly sent a message to Instructor H.

'H, complication has appeared in the plan.' He wrote and a few seconds later a message popped up on his screen.

'What is the problem?'

'The pilot of the Deathscythe Gundam has been capture. Dr. Tomao has given him electro shock therapy to try and make him talk and while he didn't say anything, he is currently unconscious and extremely pale. I'm not sure he will survive when Tomao continues the torture.'

'If you have finished your work, get him and yourself out of there and destroy the base.'

'Affirmative. Signing off.'

As he shut down the computer, Trowa contemplated how he was going to sneak Duo out to Heavyarms, which was hidden over a mile away. Finally he decided to get him out the back, and then detonate the bombs he had planted all over the base. In the confusion, he could hotwire a car or truck and get there as fast as possible. Then he would join up with the circus again and hide there for a while as Duo healed.

Quickly he changed into his jeans and his turtleneck, before putting the lab coat over it to avoid getting caught for as long as he could. Draping Duo over his shoulder, he was stunned at the lightweight of boy. He couldn't weigh more than 105 pounds. Trowa, himself, weighed around 130 pounds.

'I'll think about it later.' He thought as he opened his door and slipped out. He hurried towards the back entrance of the base where the cars were parked, dodging guards and doctors alike as he escaped the base with his burden. Stealing a car, he drove for at least half a mile before he stopped to detonate the bombs. Watching the explosions lighting up the night sky, he failed to notice Duo open his eyes and sit up in the back seat where Trowa had placed him.

Trowa turned just in time to see Duo get out of the car. He was still shirtless and in the light of the fires, he could see that there were scars that criss-crossed his chest and arms. "Are you all right, Maxwell?" he asked and the braided boy looked at him for a moment before he started screaming.

Trowa watched shocked as the screams started to get louder and Duo started clawing at his hair. Finally, he snapped out of his shock and leapt forward, smashing his fist across the screaming boy's face, knocking him out. He caught him as he collapsed and put him back in the car. He drove as fast as he could to his Gundam and loaded Duo into, placing him in his lap after her had strapped in himself. Cradling the limp boy, he closed the hatch and blasted off towards Quatre's desert base, him being the only person he could think of that could help Duo.

Quatre was just sitting down to breakfast when one of the Maganacs came in to tell him that Trowa had arrived and he was requesting Quatre's help. "Do you know what he needs?" Quatre asked as the man led him down the hall.

"No, he didn't say, but he had an unconscious boy with him. This new one has long brown hair pulled into a braid, though, and he seemed to be in pain." The man said and Quatre looked worried.

"That sounds like Duo, but I wonder what happened to him…" he trailed off as he caught sight of Trowa coming towards him with Duo draped over his shoulder. "What happened to him?!" he exclaimed as he rushed up to the tall boy.

"I'll explain in a moment, but do you have some place I could put him?" Trowa said and Quatre nodded as he headed for a door just down the hall from his room. Opening it, he motioned Trowa to put him on the bed while he told the man to get the first aid kit and a bowl of water along with a couple rags. As soon as the man was gone, he hurried over to the bed and looked down at the still figure of Duo. "What happened?"

Trowa quickly explained what had happened and just as he was finishing, the door opened to admit Abdul, who was carrying the first aid kit, and Rasid, who was carrying a basin of water a few cloths. What would you like us to do, Master Quatre?" Rasid asked as he put the water on the table next to the bed.

"That will be all for now, Rasid. Thanks, but could you see what you could find out about the after effects of electro shock therapy?" Quatre asked and the big man nodded before he turned and left the room, Abdul with him.

"Is there someplace I can connect my laptop to?" Trowa asked as Quatre put a cool washrag on Duo's head.

"There is a connector right over there at the desk." The blond said as he inspected one of the burn marks on Duo's wrist.

"Thanks." Trowa had established a connection to Instructor H within a few minutes.

'H, a problem with Maxwell has come up.'

'What problem?'

'When he woke up, he started screaming and the only way to shut him up was to knock him out. Location in currently with Sandrock's pilot.'

'Stay there with Maxwell and Winner until I can get word to Professor G. will contact you as soon as possible. Signing off.'

As he closed down the connection, Quatre spoke up from behind him. "What did your boss say?"

"He ordered me to stay here with you two until he can get back to me. If that is ok with you." Trowa said and Quatre nodded before turning back to Duo's wrists. He was currently treating the burns from where the metal cuffs had held him down as they conducted the electricity through Duo's body.

Wordlessly, Trowa went to work on the burns on his ankles while Quatre finished with the wrists. Just as Trowa was finishing with the last bandage, Duo's eyes opened and they stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Duo? Are you alright?" Quatre asked as he leaned over the prone form of his friend. Duo looked at him briefly before he turned on his side, away from the blonde who wanted to help. Curling up into a little ball, he stared listlessly at the far wall.

"Duo?" Quatre tried again as he looked at him worriedly. When he made no response, Quatre decided to try his empathic and psychic powers. Turning to Trowa, he said, "Why don't you go get settled into your room? It's two doors to the right, ok?"

Realizing he was being dismissed, Trowa nodded and stood. Casting one last look at Duo, he turned and left the room.

Once Trowa was gone, Quatre settled himself comfortably on the huge bed and gently sent out a probe towards Dou's mind.  The probe met resistance though. No matter how hard Quatre tried to get into Duo's mind, it couldn't break through the shield. Just as he was about to give up, a burst of psychic energy slammed in to him and threw him across the room. Slamming into the wall hard, Quatre slid down to sit on the floor, stunned.

"Why are you trying to enter our mind?" Duo said in a cold voice that sounded older than his fifteen years.

"I'm just…trying to help…you, Duo." Quatre gasped as he tried to get his breath back.

"Duo doesn't need your help."

"What? Duo…?" Quatre said confused.

"I'm not Duo. I'm Guardian."

"Guardian? Where's Duo?!"

"He's here, he's just a little bit in…shock." Guardian said as Quatre approached.

"Where did you come from and are there any others in there?" Quatre asked as he gingerly sat at the edge of the bed again.

"Yes, there are ten of us all together."

"But where did you come from and who are you?!" Quatre exclaimed as he studied Duo…er, Guardian.

"We are all part of Duo, but something happened that brought all of us into existence. We don't know what that is though."

"I do. Duo was captured and torture with electricity. I think that was what happened to him. He didn't start acting strange until after that." Quatre said and Guardian looked at him in shock.

"What…who…?" Guardian looked like he was going to pass out from shock.

"Dr. Tomao, and from what I hear, he's dead." Quatre said and laid a reassuring hand on Guardian's arm. It was easy to think of Guardian as a separate person from Duo as the two were nothing alike.

"Guardian, can you introduce me to the others?" Quatre asked as he started to think about what he had heard about multiple personalities syndrome.

"Not all of them. Master, Shinigami, the Inner Child, and Watcher won't come, but the others are willing." Guardian said and Quatre asked why they wouldn't come out. "Well, Master none of us can gat in touch with, Shinigami only comes out when there is danger. Watcher just, watches. She is always aware of everything going on around us. And the inner child just sleeps."

"Did you just say that Watcher is a girl?!" Quatre exclaimed.

"Yes, a couple of us are girls. Me, watcher, Flirt, Play."

"Oh." Quatre said and studied Guardian as she started to take out the braid. "So, who is going to introduce themselves first?"

"Duo said he wanted to go first, so I'll let him take control." Guardian said and suddenly her posture slouched and Duo was in control.

Trowa had gone to his room like Quatre had suggested and had unpacked the small bag he always kept with him. Sitting on the bed for a little while, he thought back to what had happened.

'He looked so panicked when he screamed.' He thought to him self as he got up and started pacing around. 'It was his whole world had just fallen to pieces around him.' Suddenly, he heard a loud thump from down the hall. Opening his door, he headed back towards Duo's room. He stopped just in front of it and put his ear against the wood. Listening carefully, he followed the conversation incredulously until he heard that Duo wanted to go first.

Deciding that he had heard enough of this farce, he opened the door and stepped into the room. Looking at the bed, he saw Quatre and Duo sitting close together. Quatre was looking kind of dazed and Duo had his hair loose, cascading down his back in shimmering chestnut waves.

(When Duo and the other personalities talk in their mind, it will be in …. Ok? Now on with the story.)

Duo had just taken control when Trowa had walked in. Why didn't you warn me that he was there, Watcher? he demanded irritably.

I didn't sense him! Watcher exclaimed in shock.

How could you not sense him?! You sense everyone! Bitter exclaimed and the others agreed.

Yeah, that's like saying Duo can't pilot his Gundam. Play said.

Enough, Trowa just asked Duo what game he's playing. Guardian snapped and the others stopped their conversation so that they could hear Duo answer.

"I'm not playing a game Trowa. But here's a question for you. Why the hell did you just stand there and watch as he was zapping me?" Duo snarled angrily as he remembered what had happened.

"To act then would have endangered my mission. I had to wait until we were alone before doing anything." Towa said calmly as he studied the angry boy in front of him.

"Right. Sure. What ever, now where are we and how come Watcher couldn't sense you?"

"We're at my desert base." Quatre said helpfully while Trowa asked "What?"

"Watcher, one of the others. She couldn't sense you and she senses everyone." Duo explained then watched at Trowa shook his head and turned towards Quatre saying, "I think we need to call a doctor or something. I think the electricity has driven him insane."

"I am not insane!" Duo protested hotly and Trowa just looked at him as if he was a child to be patronized. Before Trowa could say anything, or Quatre could defend him, Duo said briskly, "Where is my Deathscythe? I'm assuming that you picked it up and brought it with you considering that it was right next to yours?"

"No. I wasn't able to grab yours too, but I called Howard and he said he'd pick it up." Trowa said quietly as he studied the longhaired pilot.

Before Duo could stop him, Bitter took control. "So you just left it where they could find it, huh?"

"Duo!" Quatre said, shocked.

"Uh-uh. This is Bitter."

"Bitter?" Trowa and Quatre chorused together.

"Yes, you got a problem with that?" Bitter snarled at them before Duo pushed him down and took control. By now, Quatre was starting to recognize Duo when he popped up and said, "Caught you by surprised, didn't he?"

"Yeah, he just popped up before I could stop him. But how did you know that I was in control again?" Duo asked as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and head for the dresser across the room and picked up a brush and started trying to untangle his mass of hair.

"I can recognize your core personality when it pops up. One of my sisters has MPS and we were pretty close." Quatre explained and Duo stopped brushing to turn and stare at him.

"You think I'm crazy too, don't you?" he demanded and Quatre franticly shook his head.

"No, no. my sister had three personalities and all three were just part of her original personality. If you combined all of your personalities, you would be exactly like the Duo we all knew. The shock of the torture caused all the different parts of your personality to split apart. That doesn't mean that you're crazy." Quatre said reassuringly and Duo turned his back.

While Quatre had been talking, he had let Guardian up, who had telepathic abilities. Guardian sent a gentle probe into both boys' minds and got their general feelings. Her probe wasn't deep enough to alert them, but it was deep enough for her to tell Duo that both of them think that he's crazy.

"You're lying." He said softly and the others stared at him in shock. "You think I'm crazy, just like Trowa does."

"No…" Quatre started, but Duo cut him off.

"Yes. You're forgetting Guardian in physic. While you were talking, she probed the surfaces of both your minds. You may have had a sister with MPS and maybe it you put all of us together, we'll be like the Duo you knew, but you believe I'm as crazy as the Alliance did when they called me Maxwell's Demon after I swore to get them back for killing everyone at the Maxwell Church and started calling myself Shinigami." Duo said quietly.

"Maxwell Church? Do you mean the Maxwell Massacre? The one that happened about four years ago?" Trowa said into the silence after duo had finished speaking.

"Not many people remember it, especially people about my age." Duo said and started brushing his hair again.

"I was on L2 when it happened because my mercenary group was supposed to help with the capture of the rebels, but we got there to late." Trowa said and Duo looked at him over his shoulder.

"Basically, I have your mercenaries to thank for ruining my life again, huh? I mean, it was bad enough when my parents where killed and I had to live on the streets. It was just as bad when most of the street gang, including Solo, were killed in the plague when there was medicine available, but they didn't want to waste it on street rats, but know I find out that father Maxwell and Sister Helen would be alive if your group had been on time?!" by the end, Duo was screaming and both of the other guys were staring at him in shock.

Suddenly, Duo calmed down and started talking normally again. "I'm sorry, you two, but Duo is a little hysterical right now. Until he calms down, I'll be in control."

"And who are you? You haven't been in control yet." Quatre asked as he watched Duo braid his hair.

"I am Master. Your hypothesis about how we came to be is correct. I am, I guess you would say, Duo's complete potential. All that he is capable of becoming." Master said as he sat down on a chair near the dresser. "Now, is there anything you two would like to question?"

"How about, how long are you going to keep this up Duo?" Trowa said and Master shook his head. "If you don't believe, don't ask stupid questions like that."

"I have one, Duo mentioned calling himself Shinigami and Watcher said that there was a Shinigami in there. What is shinigami?" Quatre asked and ever Trowa's attention was hooked.

"The Shinigami that Duo referred to is the God of Death because he has been surrounded by death almost his entire life. When everyone around him was dieing, he was untouched, so you can see how this would affect him." Master explained and paused for a moment before continuing. "Shinigami, as in the one that Watcher was referring to, is basically our protector. He eliminates all threats to our existence and is basically my direct opposite. While I am the embodiment of all the good Duo can become, Shinigami is the embodiment of the bad he can become. A professional killer so to speak."

As the two guys stared at him, master calmly said, "Why don't you tell one of the Maganacs to get a transport ready. Duo is going to want to go some place where he's comfortable and that is with his Gundam out where he could see the moon. Things have just been happing kind of quickly lately and even if he won't admit it, it's wearing him down. He's been on the run for years now, but then he's always had others with him but since he's got to earth, he's been alone except for visiting with Howard."

"Well, if he needs to be by people, why doesn't he just stay here?" Quatre asked as he got up to pace a little bit.

"He needs to be where people don't treat him like he's insane. Both of you think he is and Quatre's opinion will be reflected in the Maganacs, so it would be worse than being alone if he stayed here." Master said firmly and Quatre stopped pacing to stare at him.

"They don't…" he started, but Master cut him off with a shake of his head.

"Yes they do. You may not realize it, but they believe that everything you say and do is right and that also means your feelings on something." Master said as he got up and went to stand over by the window. "Duo is about to take control now, so why don't you arrange that transport, Quatre and why don't you see if you can get him some clean clothes, Trowa. He hates for people to see his scars." At master's words, both boys turned their attention to Duo's body, clad only in tattered black pants, the rest having been removed before the torture.

There were scars all over his chest and upper arms and even a few faint ones on his lower, forearms, that would have been invisible it he wasn't so pale. Now with his back turned, they could see what looked like whip marks criss-crossing his back. Not only did they see the scars, though. They also saw how thin he was. They hadn't been paying attention to his body to much earlier because they had been more worried about his mental status to notice how his ribs stuck out a bit. Suddenly, they saw his back stiffen and knew that Duo was back in control when he started to swear. They watched wordlessly as Duo spun around and stalked to the bed and ripped the top sheet off and wrapped it around himself, coving him from neck to ankles with extra material dragging on the floor.

As he started to glare at them in a deadly way, Quatre and Trowa decided that it would be best if they followed Master's orders and hurriedly left the room. You talk too much, Master he snarled silently.

He's not here. He went to one of the areas we cannot get to. Guardian said softly.

They're probably going to tell Howard that we're crazy and then it's just going to be like we stayed here. Howard will pity us or be wary of us and that will be the end of that friendship. We need to go somewhere where no one knows us, were we ca act normally. Bitter said and Play piped up.

Yeah! We can go somewhere and have some fun! I have a few pranks I want to try and I can't do that where people will always be on guard near us.

Maybe there will be some cute people there! Flirt shout happily.

Flirt, you better not flirt with any guys. Duo growled as he got a mental picture of himself snuggled up to a boy who looked like he was going to deck him. As some of the others started to laugh as they too saw the picture, Flirt said, "Oh, come on. Not all guys would do that and we do look feminine. Couldn't we enroll as a guy and a girl? Some of us are girls ya know."

She has a good idea, even if it was prompted by selfishness. Bitter said thoughtfully.

What do you mean? Duo asked.

If you disguised yourself as a girl, then it would make it harder for anyone looking for you.

Yeah, but if they did find me, they would think I was insane!

I have to say, this would probably be the best plan. We could go to a privet school and enroll there as Duo and Duet Maxwell, twins that only go to school part time. Guardian said, leaving Duo speechless for a moment.

If we're only going to be part time students, then why don't we go to a public school? Privet schools would ask to many questions. Bitter said and Guardian agreed.

That's great and as far as we know, no one knows that we know English, so America would be the best place to go.

Do I get any say in this? Duo asked plaintively as he got his voice back.

Oh course you do, but if you don't follow this plan, than you will have a lot of us angry at you. Flirt snapped and Duo sighed.

All right, where should we go and should we bring Deathscythe? Duo asked resignedly.

I think I know the perfect place. Rhode Island. Bitter said.

Before anyone could say anything else, the door opened to admit Trowa, who was carrying a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. "Here Duo. These were the only things I could find close to your size." He said as he gingerly handed the clothes to him.

"Why the hell are you tiptoeing around me?" Duo demanded as he went over to a changing screen that was against one wall.

"…" Trowa didn't reply as he watched Duo disappear behind the screen. He didn't want to say that there had been a man in the mercenary group that had gone insane and everyone had to move slow and carefully around him or he would lash out at them.

Would you like me to read him? Guardian asked and Duo shook his head.

Nah, he probably thinks I'm going to attack him and I could do without having that confirmed. Thanks for offering, though.

Walking out from behind the screen, he studied himself in a mirror hung on the wall near by. The jeans were huge and threatened to slip off his hips and the t-shirt was big enough to almost swallow him. "I need a belt." He muttered to himself as he turned back towards where Trowa was. But he wasn't there any more. Sighing, he headed for the door, hold his pant up with one hand.

Outside the door, he found a Maganac waiting for him. "Master Quatre asked that I escort you to the dinning room for a late breakfast before you leave."

"Ok, sure, do you have a belt I could use? These pants are to big." Duo asked and the man nodded as he led him to a storage room two floors down. Inside, they found a rack of different kinds of belts. Picking a black braided looking one, Duo slipped it on and adjusted his pants.

Turning back to the Maganac, he noticed the man was looking at him with a mixture of pity, compassion, and confusion. Asking Guardian to see what the guy was thinking about that made him look like that, he slipped under and let her take control so that she could read his mind.

It seems that Quatre told Rasid about us and he told some of his men. This one is currently thinking what a shame someone this young is crazy and that we have to wear clothes way to big for us. He is also confused because we aren't acting like he thought a crazy person would. Guardian said and let Duo back in control.

Scowling, he walked next to the man almost soundlessly as the man led him to the dinning room. Entering, he saw Quatre and Trowa were talking to someone on a vid-phone  near the door. Waving the man away, he approached them and listened to their conversation from a few feet away. They had yet to notice that he was there so he heard something that they wouldn't want to hear.

'…don't think it's a good idea for him to be near his Gundam right now if what you say is true. He could be a bigger threat to us than to OZ right now. I'll ship Deathscythe to space and store it on Libra until he's recovered enough to fight again.' He heard Howard say from the screen.

"That's a good idea. We'll sedate him for now and keep him that way during transit to you." Quatre said and Trowa nodded.

'How are you going to do it?' Howard asked.

"I sent one of the men to bring him here for a late breakfast before he leaves and I told Rasid to put some sleeping powder in his food and drink. Once he's asleep we'll put him n the transport and when he starts to wake up, one of the men will give him a sedative to keep him out of it until he gets there." Quatre said and now it was Howard's turn to nod.

Before they could say anything else, Duo whispered, "How could you? I trusted you, all of you." He felt as if his heart was going to break as he stared at the shocked faces in front of him.

"Duo!" Quatre exclaimed, a cold feeling settling in the pit of his stomach. 'How much had he over heard?!' he thought franticly to himself. Looking at Duo, he was shocked to see tears in eyes full of pain.

"Duo, it's for your own good." Trowa said firmly as he took a step forward.

"For my own good? Drugging me is for my own good? Shooting crap into my veins is for my own good?! I don't think so. I may not have liked you too much, Trowa, but I always trusted you. And you Quatre. We were friends! I trusted you like I've trusted no one since Solo died and this is how you repay that trust?! By plotting to drug me?!" Duo exclaimed as he backed away from the slowly advancing Trowa.

Guardian! Can you stop them for a minute so that we can get out of here? Duo asked and Guardian took control. Throwing a physic blast at the two guys, she watched for a moment as they were thrown back into the wall.

Duo took control again and ran out of the room. Dashing to the hanger, he knocked out the pilot of a waiting airplane and dumped him over by the wall. By the time he had buckled in and prepared for take off, a group of Maganacs had run into the hanger, but they were stopped from stopping him as he shot off into the rising sun.

Quatre and Trowa were just getting to their feet when Rasid entered the dinning room to tell them that Duo had escaped. "How did he do that?" Trowa asked as he pulled himself painfully to his feet and leaned against the wall.

"That was a physic attack. I was hit with it earlier when Duo first woke up. Apparently, one of the other personalities has physic powers." Quatre said as Rasid led him over to a chair where he sat gratefully.

'I don't know about you guys, but I feel like I just betrayed him.' Howard said from the phone. He hadn't seen what had happened but he had heard everything.

"I do too, but he needs help." Quatre said quietly.

'I need to get the Gundam ready to be shipped. I'll talk to you later.' Howard said and hung up.

"I just hope he'll be ok." Quatre said and sighed as he looked out the window where he could see he small plane disappearing over the horizon.

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