Dis: I don't own GW nor the people in it, it belongs to the people who made it.

AN: Ha, This is the first new thing that I've uploaded in a long time, I'm sorry for the long wait, I had a major block that just now broke, anyways, enough rambling,so please sit back and enjoy the feature.

Codename: Shinigami

Duo groaned as he sat up, his head and chest felt like both of them felt on fire before spilt open without a way to numb the pain.

Gazing around some, he noticed that he was in the middle of the woods, which was strange in of its self because the last thing he remembered was being in the middle of the Preventer's practicing with the 'gift' Wufei had gotten him last year.

The gift, was a hand held scythe with a counter weight on the end of a good length of chain, speaking on which…oh there it was, warped around his left foot some with the blade stuck in a tree.

Sighing, he stood to brush himself off when he noticed the bullet hole in the middle of his shirt, raising an eyebrow he started to remember what had happen.

'That's right' he thought to himself, 'some wacko somehow got onto the training grounds and started firing and I got shot in the chest, but shouldn't I be dead rather than in the middle of the woods?'

Walking over to the tree, he wiggled the blade loose from its prison than started to fold the blade into the handle, it had took abit of work and tinkering but he manage to find a way to conceal the blade but yet retain it's shape when in battle, Duo than snickered some thinking back.

'I still bet Wufei only got it for me so he could watch me behead myself on accident while trying to learn how to use it.'

Sticking the handle into a pocket along his waist under his jacket, he than warped the chain around his waist some than placed the counter weight in a pocket than stretched some as he took another glance around some.

'I better go find a town or something…than figure a way to get back home, the others are probably wondering where the hell I am.'

A few hours later, he found his way to a small city than would raise his eyebrow as he saw people lining up along the streets as if something was going on, walking over to a man he gently taped on the man's shoulder.

"Excuse me? What is going on?"

The man than turned than raised an eyebrow at Duo.

"Haven't you heard? They finally caught one of the gundam pilots that were trying to kill our leader; they are leading him to the firing squad here in a few moments."

Duo blinked but thanked the man, once the man turned around; Duo relived him and a few others of their wallets.

'Something isn't adding up…I know I'm missing a huge clue somewhere.'

Sighing again, he tucked his braid into his jacket and adjusted the newly bought baseball cap low over his eyes as he reentered the crowd and waited, hidden in his pocket was a hastily made smoke bomb, he just hoped it was enough to grab who ever had been capture and get the hell out of there.

A roar of boo's and hisses soon brought him out of his thoughts as he glanced up and let his jaw drop, standing surrounded by a few Oz soldiers was a very thin and battered Quatre Winner.

'Okay…my weird shit o' meter is off the charts, there is no way in hell Oz should exist, we destroyed the stupid bastards six years ago'

Tighting, his hand around the bomb, he waited until they had got closer, once in range, he threw it as it lit, hitting the ground around the soldiers, it exploded releasing the blackish grey smoke, in the confusion, Quarte felt someone grab his waist and take off running, turning some, blue eyes only caught a glimpse of something black.

"W-who are you?"

"The guy who just saved your butt…now hang on…I'm not going to stop until I find a place I call safe."

Quatre only nodded, thanking the gods for the person who rescued him as he let unconscious take over him.