Cerrydwenn: Hey everyone, just an idea that was in my head for a few months. Please read and tell me if you want me to continue or not. This by no means I have stopped writing my other stories. I just had to get this one out.
The young man fell against a brick wall and slid down into the shadows. His hand against the wound in his stomach was already soaked in blood and he didn't know how much farther he could go. He looked down at the communicator he had managed to hold on to even though it was broken so he didn't even have a way to get ahold of his team.
"Trowa and Heero did offer to come with me," he whispered to himself as his blue eyes scanned the area for a chance of escape. "But no, I had to be cocky and do this myself. Trowa would at least have the sense to run a security check."
He crouched even lower as he heard footsteps approach.
"I thought I saw him come this way," a nasally voice came from behind him making the brown haired male hold his breath. "He can't have gone too far, not with that wound you gave him Zion. Too bad it's dark, he must be bleeding like a stuck pig."
A female laugh filled the air, "Let's go back, Duo Maxwell can't get off this colony as long as we are watching the shuttles. We can track his trail when it gets light. He might even be dead by then."
Duo let out a sigh as he listened to the two walking away. "Now to find a way to escape."
He started to get up, but then his vision blurred and he fell back down. The last thing he saw was a bright light coming toward him.
Duo slowly opened his eyes to see a pair of dark green staring at him. He jolted up, ready to leap and escape, but arms grabbed him and pushed him back down. He tried to fight, but he was too tired and laid back down finally realizing he was on a small bed in a shabby room. He glanced around and met the green eyes again and his vision cleared as he took in who owned them. The green eyes belonged to a young woman with straight black hair that framed a small pale face with lips as red as a ripe red delicious apple.
Duo opened his mouth to say hello, but he suddenly had a coughing fit from his dry throat. When he was finally able to breathe again, he saw that the stranger was holding a glass in front of him, a worried expression on her face. Duo tried to lift his arms to grab it, but he was still too weak. Her face softened a bit as she brought it to his lips and helped him drink.
"Thanks," he said a bit sluggishly as his eyes closed once more and he fell asleep.