Life in Death
Gundam Wing
Amos Whirly
Word Count: 400
Some folks have said that I'm obsessed with death. I can't help it. After all, in my line of work, it's foremost on my mind. I've seen more death in my life than anyone should ever have to see. I've survived more battles, killed more soldiers, and executed more missions than veterans twice or three times my age. I'm only 15.
This assassin thing isn't exactly what I'd had in mind when I ran away from the orphanage on the L2 colony. It was just me and Solo back then.
Now it's just me—me and Deathscythe, my gundam. We cut through enemy lines and run dangerous missions. Deathscythe's saved my sorry butt more times than I care to admit. But in the end, Deathscythe's just a machine, and I'm just a teenager.
It's rough being the only American in this bunch of guys. I don't get any of them, really. I mean, I get them, but I don't really get them.
Quatre I understand—the selfless, sensitive heart of our "team." Sweet. Caring. Innocent (well, if any of us can be called that, he can. Somehow he pulls it off. Personally, I think it's his eyes.)
Wufei? Yeah. Tricky Chinese son of an egg roll. Justice this. Justice that. The guy's obsessed. It he doesn't loosen up someday, all his hair'll fall out. And he's already got a receding hairline.
Trowa's a puzzle. I think he listens but he doesn't talk, so I never know what he's thinking.
And Heero? Talk about a psycho. He's my best friend, I think (or at least I think he is), but he's promised to kill me more times than I can count. He hasn't made good on it yet, but I expect him to any time. Honestly, though, if anyone takes me out, I'd prefer it to be him.
Death is never really all that far away anyhow.
Death and I are on pretty friendly terms, you might say. I see him just about every day. I do his dirty work on the battlefield. I keep him in business. I send him more clients than most of the dictators from Earth's history.
He'll catch up with me someday, I guess. Heero's gun or some Oz agent on the field—doesn't really matter.
Death is a natural part of life. I just work for him.
