Prologue
The summons had taken them by surprise. They hardly did missions together anymore. Not since...well, that once.
Trowa and Quatre weren't even Preventors and though Heero was, he mainly guarded a certain pink lady's body.
But it was not as if Colonel Une had much of a choice. None of her other agents had been even slightly successful. It would take another Gundam Pilot to track and take down the self-proclaimed God of Death. Yes, Une very much wanted Duo Maxwell send on to his kingdom.
"Find, Identify and Execute Agent 02: Duo Maxwell. Retrieve the body as proof."
Heero Yuy, the perfect soldier, didn't even blink as he replied: "Mission Accepted."
His hands were clenched into fists and his eyes held that special 'no-one-home' look.
Quatre held a dainty hand to his heart, tears in his eyes, but determination as well.
Trowa stood silently, supportively, behind him.
Wufei was blinking. And again. Took a deep breath. Clenched his hand around a suspiciously unavailable sword - Une had asked him to come in unarmed - which only led to moon-crescent indentations of his nails in the palm of his hand. Then he whirled around and marched out of the office.
Duo Maxwell had been missing for two years. None of his four war-buddies had ever stopped looking for him. They had known he had run... but not what from. They knew he was excellent in hiding, which was why they hadn't found him. They knew he would not lie to them - which was why he had left without a word. They had feared finding him, only for him to be died and buried.
But never had they thought that Duo Maxwell would become the enemy.