Well my first Gundam Wing fic. The idea came to me when I finished reading Remember Me by Christopher Pike. Don't know who he is? Well he is a good author I recommend you to read that book it is good. Also, this whole fic will be in Duo's point of view. Sorry for all of you who love Duo just as much as I do. But he seemed perfect to have this done to him.

Well here I am but here is something that is unexplainable for mortals to understand. I am what you would consider as a ghost. I could tell you what I look like but that doesn't matter where I am; we don't consider looks. But I can tell that you want to know about my looks and who I am, right?

I was formerly named Shinigami or the God of Death but the real name is Duo Maxwell. I was pretty damn good to be called the God of Death when I was alive though. Fought in the wars between the Earth and the colonies along with four other gundam pilots.

I'll get to the point on how I became dead in the first place and mention my friends as well. They actually were involved with what happened but that's not the point now. Oh almost forgot that you're waiting for a description of what I used to look like.

Silly me but I guess that I'm forgetful no matter were I am. Well let's see where to start. Ah yes I have long and I do mean very long brown hair that was always put in a braid. So that made me afraid of having scissors next to me. Sexy colbalt blue eyes. Also, I wear or wore, what ever you want to say, black clothes with a white shirt underneath the black one.

I was also an American not that it matters just felt like telling you that. Hmmm. I ponders the question if I should get out information on who my friends were or not? So away I tell a little about Heero, Quatre, Trowa and WuFei. I never really liked WuFei's name so I gave him a nick name that he adored. Ok so maybe he didn't but at least I liked his nick name of Wu-man.

Heero was the "perfect soldier" which is an all too true statement. That guy could beat me with both arms tied behind his back, blind folded and shackled if he really wanted to. I might be over exaggerating but it's true though.

Moving onto Quatre now. (I don't wish to tell all about my friends just yet.) The blond, rich Arabian. I swear he didn't even have to lift a finger to get all that money unlike the rest of us. Also, what sets him away from the rest of us is that he hated to kill. Even though he was in the same war as us.

Now there's not much to tell about Trowa except that he works in the circus and is very silent. I even rarely heard him talk but when he did it was important though.

Now Wu-man, he was ALL about justice. Just as simple as that even though we didn't get along too well. I could never understand why he was always stating that all women are weak. I think that he had some past trouble with a woman but we never asked about it though.

Oh and if you all were wondering what death is like. Let me to be the first to say that you don't see a "Tunnel of Light" like everyone expects to happen. That's like a damn lie right there and also no one is waiting for you when you pass over.

It's pretty scary at first but I'll get more into that when I tell you what the hell happened to me. God and the master thief is NOT suppose to get caught off gaurd. But I'm sad to say it did happen which pisses me off to the max. No, I can't think like that anymore since it doesn't matter because obviously it won't bring me back to life.

This is one of those times where you wish to have a continue like in a game or a nifty phoenix down or a Life spell to cast. Also, being Shinigami should have gave me the advantage to let me live longer. Some God of Death I turned out to be by being dealt his losing hand in a game of life by the Grim Reaper himself.

Well tell me how it is. Good? Bad? I need to know people is I should continue or not.