Disclaimer: Don't own simply borrowing my fav boys. Can't seem to get enough of them.

Pairings: Heero x Duo, Trowa x Quatre, Wufei x Zechs

Story: "Have you come to warn me away?"

A small smile spread on his good side of his face, while the lipless grinning, skull stayed eerily motionless.

"I cannot, someone I…. care about is going there….I must protect him." He said softly, the figure already fading out.

Heero closed his eyes clenching his fists, slamming them down on the dirty kitchen table. "I don't need your warnings… I know I'm walking into hell…."

Author's Note: My first love in the fan fiction world was Gundam Wing, and this was one of my favorites that I wrote, an original piece that I am going back through to clean and tighten up a bit. This was one of the only stories I wrote a sequel for, and I want to try and get them re-worked because the story I think is a good one.

So enjoy, and note this is un-beta'd.

Bringing Out the Dead

Chapter 1- Introductions and Reunions

Winter 1994

Laughing happily, the young carefree boy with the long chestnut ponytail chased his friends across the frost-covered yard. He loved this school. He had so many friends here, the teachers were so nice, and the best part was he could draw whatever he say….and no one got angry or upset.

"You're it Duo!" giggling another, the small skinny boy turning to chase his friend. Skinny legs stumbling to a stop when he spotted the new boy sitting alone under a tree.

Forgetting the game of tag, the longhaired boy walked over to the other curious and hesitant, but very intrigued by the figure.

"Hi," he said with a sunny smile standing a short distance from the other.

There was a long silence before a very quite, very shy "Hi," came from the hunched boy.

"My name's Duo, and you're Heero!" he all but crowed, happy he remembered what the teacher had called the new boy.

Settling down beside the boy under the tree he hugged scrawny knees to his chest, "How come you're here Heero?" he asked wondering why he wasn't joining in with the others.

The other was very still for long moments, "What do you mean?" he asked in that same quiet voice.

"Cause this is special school," he explained looking at his companion with wide honest eyes. "I see things sometimes, I don't know what they mean…but I draw them and sometimes people get upset."

Glancing around the yard he pointed to a red headed boy who was still very much part of the tag game, "Ben can sometimes move things without touching them." He waited for the other to say something, to acknowledge him.

Slowly blue eyes looked up from where they were they where staring at his hands. They slid to the boy sitting beside him, noticing for the first time large purple eyes, he'd never seen eyes that colour.

Mesmerized he lifted his head further, staring at the small figure smiling at him, waiting patiently. Opening his mouth to answer, his voice was cut off by the bell ringing. Signaling an end to the lunch hour recess.

"Time to go! See you in class!" Duo yelled as he dashed back towards the school doors.

Heero followed at a much slower pace, until the dark shadows began to once more move into his line of vision.

He didn't stop running.

Not even when he was home.

-#-#-#-

He woke suddenly without a sound his hands freezing, eyes wide with fright in the dark. He knew this feeling, dreaded it…

It meant one of 'them' was close.

Knowing better then to cry out he turned slowly, his heart beating so hard and fast he worried it would beat out of his chest. Blue eyes focused on the corner of his tiny room where a figure stood muttering.

"It's not fair….not fair! I didn't know what else to do!" she wailed turning quickly her head wobbling unnaturally.

Heero's breath hitched in his chest, a small cloud appearing on his stuttered exhales, she moved closer to him.

"I didn't want too!" she screamed, her pale neck pulled and distorted, rope burns dark against her skin.

Silent tears tracked across the small face, as he squeezed his eyes closed…why did they always come to him?

Why could he see people no one else could?

Summer 2009

A racking cough wracked the sickly figure in the wheel chair, a trembling hand holding the silken handkerchief to his mouth as he waited for the episode to subside. Pulling the cream coloured square away from his mouth, he ignored the blood splattering the cloth. Instead choosing to stare out the large windows facing the lake. The quietness, his only comfort these days.

"Sir?" came the soft voice to his right, rummy dark eyes turned to smile at the blonde man standing near to his elbow.

"How many times must I tell you Zechs, call me Wufei…" the man in the chair said with a small smile. "You've been with me since childhood after all…and it would seem you will be with me to the end."

The man showed no outward emotion, but his heart gave a painful throb at his statement. "Sir, that Doctor is here now…"

Coal black eyes looked at him curiously, "Which one?"

The tall blonde looked vaguely apprehensive."Dr. Peacecraft sir."

Those lack luster eyes suddenly took on a manic gleam, "By all means Zechs show the women in." Standing slowly the once spry, muscular youth moved towards the desk taking small painful steps, before collapsing into the large leather chair.

Trying to collect himself he nodded to his butler, watching keenly as he opened the door. A tall, rather attractive blonde women sweeping through the doors looking like she was on a mission.

"Mr. Chang," she said without preamble settling across from him. Tossing long honey coloured locks back she peered over her glasses as she flicked open her briefcase. "I have the necessary documentation here for you to go over one more time, and sign off on."

Leaning forward eagerly he rested thin arms on the polished mahogany, "Did you get them?" he asked with barely concealing excitement.

Nodding the Doctor matched his enthusiasm, "The last…Heero Yuy, I was finally able to get in touch with. He…he was the one I really wanted." Her last words more to herself then to the man staring avidly at her.

Wufei Chang eagerly accepted the files as she passed them over. Riffling through them, dark eyes glistening in the lamp light from his desk, "When will you start doctor?"

Dr Relena Peacecraft sat back in the chair steepling her fingers, "I am meeting with them all tomorrow night to go over everything with them. Then Saturday we are going to head out to the site."

Sharp blue eyes glittered behind wire frames. Tomorrow her plans would finally come to fruition.

-#-#-#-

Heero felt his body give an involuntarily shudder, the cold sliding down his spine. He closed blue eyes counting to three before opening them and slowly turning to the figure across from him.

The man sat at his dilapidated kitchen table dressed in his finest tuxedo, he didn't say a word simply turned mournfully towards Heero. The entire left side of his melted away in what Heero could only imagine had to have been a horrific fire.

"Are you from that house?" Heero asked directly, calmly looking at the man head on.

The other gave a small nod in acknowledgment.

"Have you come to warn me away?"

A small smile spread on his good side of his face, while the lipless grinning, skull stayed eerily motionless.

"I cannot, someone I…. care about is going there….I must protect him." He said softly, the figure already fading out.

Heero closed his eyes clenching his fists, slamming them down on the dirty kitchen table. "I don't need your warnings… I know I'm walking into hell…."

Reaching up he pulled out a crinkled photo out of one of his many pockets. He smiled wistfully at the face looking back at him, "For him… I would walk through hell and back."

-#-#-#-

Tracing familiar paths, the man easily navigated towards the science buildings more specifically Dr. Peacecraft's office. Sighing he hiked the bag on his shoulder higher, nerves fluttering in his belly.

Long chestnut hair, pulled back in a neat braid swung tantalizingly back and forth across his hips. Unusual violet eyes watching the world from behind square black frames, sliding low on a pert nose. Soft lips parted in thought as he crossed the courtyard entering the building, long legs taking the stairs two at a time, as he reached the auditorium doors.

Pushing the butterflies away he took a deep breath pushing the heavy door open slowly.

"Ah Mr. Maxwell! Please join us."

Nodding those unusual eyes scanned the almost empty room eagerly, skipping over the figures present. A blonde seated quietly in the corner; a dark auburn haired man seated near the front looking up at the screen.

A Chinese man was seated in a wheelchair with a multi coloured afghan tucked around his legs. Duo's eyes moved on to the seated man's companion, pictures flashed in his minds eyes.

Face contorted in horror, blood running across his face, panicked eyes looking at something out of sight.

Dark hair pooling in his lap.

Tears falling from clear eyes, as he gently rocked the still body.

"Mr. Maxwell?"

Shaking his head clear, Duo turned to the doctor slowly, "Yes sorry…hi professor." He said moving to the front. Mind still hazy, as it always was when the visions hit.

Settling into one of the chairs, he masked his disappointment. The person he'd really wanted to see…really wanted to… his thoughts trailed off as the door opened once more.

All eyes turned to look at the figure.

Duo's breath hitched before he exhaled in a rush, "Heero…" he sighed with a mix of nerves and excitement. It had been so long since he'd seen him. So very long, since they had been at school together.

15 years ago…

"Heero? Why are all your pictures so weird?" Duo looked at his friend with kind exasperation. "You upset people drawing these things,"

A messy head of chocolate hair slumped forward, "Sorry Duo," he mumbled.

The pair had been joined at the hip since Heero had started almost six months ago and bit-by-bit the stone face child was coming out of his silent shell. His teachers beginning to get more insight into his world…though some thought that maybe it would be better if they didn't.

Heero was special, unique in a school full of the unusual.

"Heero if you want to draw, why not draw me and you…sometimes…" Duo looked around fearfully before lowering his voice to a whisper, pressing his lips to the other's ear.

"Sometimes we have to keep what we see to ourselves Heero, because people don't understand."

The blue-eyed boy nodded, feeling chills racing up and down his spine…good chills this time. "Ok Duo," he agreed softly a small smile curling his lips.

Duo watched as the tall broad figure moved slowly down the aisle stopping two rows behind Duo. With a nod of acknowledgement he settled into a chair.

Frustrated that he couldn't get a better look at him Duo turned back to the professor when he heard her speak.

"Well gentlemen it looks like we are all here."

Looking around the room she smiled winningly, "As I have told you all, this is an research and fact finding expedition. We are about to spend the weekend at to the most haunted location in the country."

Turning she pointed a remote at the screen behind her. The lights dimmed automatically, and a black and white photo of a large, mansion loomed imposingly.

"Gentleman, this is Thornton Hill Manor or simply 'The Manor'."