[Revision and soft editing of this story taking place as of 05/05/15.]
A/N: Very loosely based from the amazing series True Blood, meaning no sparkly vampires found here.
Warnings: Rated for language, adult situations, mild gore/violence, and eventual m/m situations. (1x2, 3x4, 5x?)
Disclaimer: Mobile Suit Gundam Wing is a product of Sunrise & Bandai Entertainment, I do not claim ownership to these characters or places or any ideas associated with True Blood. I only own my words and OC's.
Bite Me
Chapter 1: The Beginning
The year is AC 198, two years since Earth and its colonies once again are at peace and all mobile suits, including the Gundams, have forever been destroyed. The Earth Sphere Unified Nation has gained new hope for a pacifistic future, but still some are unsatisfied with the proceedings, hiding out of the government's watchful eyes and attempting to create their own version of peace: immortality.
The rebel colony L5-A0207, the sister colony to L5-A0206, the former home of the Long Clan, was largely forgotten amongst the shadows of the ESUN's expansive existence, it's residents having fled to more promising lives after the Eve Wars. It became a perfect sanctum to experiment away from prying eyes, doubtful executives, and panicking peacemakers. Even the highly praised Preventers had lost sight of this colony, establishing it 'abandoned.'
Filled with scientists and philosophers deemed mad by modern societies, L5-A0207 slowly became a ticking time bomb sure to catch the ESUN's attention sooner or later.
Unfortunately for a newly rebuilt, still unstable society, it would be the former.
AC 198. 3. May
0100 hours [1:00 am]
Colony L4-X0249
The silence between the two men sitting a foot apart in a military grade SUV across the street from the Vice Foreign Minister's hotel was undeniably thick.
Both shadowy forms drew breath simultaneously. One soft, tense, and slightly annoyed. The other prominent, restless, and slightly obnoxious. Despite the heavy silence and erratically different behavior the air between them was surprisingly comfortable.
"I hate stakeouts."
Duo Maxwell slumped back against his leather seat and arched his back until the vertebrae popped. He peeked over at the man sitting next to him, but didn't receive a response, only steely blue eyes and a squared jaw. Unfazed he stretched his gangly arms in front of him toward the tinted windshield producing more grinding pops.
"I mean technically this isn't a stakeout. But still, boring as hell."
Duo turned his body and brought a bony knee upwards to rest his chin on. It was true that he found most of his work 'boring as hell' - nothing compared to being a teenaged terrorist - but it kept him fed, clothed, and alive so really he shouldn't complain- much.
He stared at his Preventer partner with raised brows. "Don't tell me you consider this 'glorified babysitting' satisfying work, Heero."
Heero Yuy turned only his neck and head to face Duo with a sideways look. He took in the young man's lax appearance and glowing violet eyes, always amazed that the man never truly grew up, but rather seemed to forever stay a proverbial teenage vagabond. "This is my- our- assignment."
Duo shrugged and grinned. "Not like we aren't allowed to complain. It's not as if Une's here listening to our every word."
Heero gave him a thin lipped look that proved to agree with the point, but kept his words to himself. Though it might not have been much of a surprise to find that Commander Une might in fact have surveillance taps on her operatives in some form or another.
Both young men had been with the Preventers now for two years, attached at the hip, but the oddest couple because no one knew for sure if that's what they were exactly. And no one dared to ask for fear of their life. Neither man minded though, Heero enjoying the seclusion it offered him and Duo because he liked the idea of being an enigma. As well, it also afforded them the option of working often together with zero excess questions.
It had occurred to them both that this partnership might affect their performance, perhaps both on the job and in their personal lives, but neither seemed to be able to thrive as a partner of anyone else the Preventers had yet to contract. Surprisingly enough even Wufei had approved of the idea. It was better than being tied to a desk or apart on undercover missions for months at a time. They headed up Relena Darlian-Peacecraft's security team and it had since proved to be the best combination of both worlds, desk and field-work, together, always.
Duo's smirking was interrupted by his radio, a chipper, female voice ringing over the small speaker. "How's it going you two?"
"Oh, you know, just living the dream. Everything going good in your comfy hotel room Hilde?" Duo brought the radio to his lips with mock scorn.
"Hey, it's not my fault that Relena can't have a personal, full time, male bodyguard, is it now?" Hilde Schbeiker had joined the Preventers after a commendable and probably elaborate recommendation from Duo. Relena often valued his opinion and after deciding she needed a bit more estrogen on her team since Lucrezia Noin had resigned to spend more time with her new fiancé, Hilde had been deemed the perfect candidate.
"Yeah," Duo chuckled before Heero gave him a questioning look that prompted his next words. Their presence was needed for the specific reason of protective surveillance; as of late there had been countless threats in accordance with this latest ESUN leadership conference. Extremists never quite disappear, even in the most peaceful of times.
"Relena alright?" he asked.
There was a soft sigh probably accompanied by a smile. "She's just fine, fell asleep fast. Long boring conferences and speeches will do that to you I suppose." Duo could picture Hilde's petite face and the seven empty styrofoam coffee cups laying on the table in front of her.
"Only another half hour till 'changing of the guard' Hild. Don't get too comfy in there."
"Yeah, same to you," she laughed quietly. "Over and out."
"Roger. Over and out." Duo rolled his eyes affectionately. Ever since Hilde had harbored him during the war, fugitive Gundam pilot as he was, their relationship had been that of loving, and oftentimes argumentative, siblings. And Duo played the protective older brother part to a T. Even Heero, who never thought the word 'affection' would ever show up in his vocabulary for any woman other than Relena, felt kindly towards the only female Preventer on their security team.
Heero blinked, staring into the darkness. "I'm going to do a walk around."
"'Kay." Duo stifled a yawn. "Be safe." It was something he always said when the two parted, even though he knew well enough that Heero Yuy, Perfect Soldier, could take care of himself. It had just grown out of habit.
Heero gave the braided man an almost discernible smile before exiting the vehicle into the colony's artificial night air.
The hotel grounds were protected by an eight foot tall, rod iron fence that, in Heero's opinion, afforded absolutely zero security. Every ten yards held a dimly glowing street lamp, but in between the lights the night surrounding him was completely black. People in the colonies, at least on L4, didn't go out at one in the morning so there was no need to light every inch of sidewalk. It was ignorant planning, but there was not much he could do about it right now what with Relena and all the other world leaders sound asleep.
Heero's gait was slow and steady; a walk around was not necessarily needed, but it was better than sitting listening to Duo complain. He didn't mind Duo so much as he minded Duo's verbose mouth.
A tree branch's leaves rustled above and Heero stopped in his tracks. On Earth he would have assumed it a light breeze, but on the colonies there was no such thing as wind. Heero's eyes glinted as he glanced upwards to find nothing out of the ordinary. He let out the breath he had been impulsively holding and took another step forward.
Ice cold fingers brushed against his neck and Heero's own digits shot to his gun holster. The frigid fingers turned into multiple pairs of hands grabbing at him. Heero was lightning quick, but they were quicker. His pistol was pulled from his grasp effortlessly while his radio was smashed to bits by a strong fist.
"What-" His voice was silenced by a choking arm around his throat. His muscular body felt like rubber compared to his granite like attackers. Never had Heero Yuy been subdued so quickly in a struggle with no weapons.
"Hey, Heero!" Duo's voice echoed out from down the street, but he wasn't visible through the dark night. He must have heard the static as Heero's radio was destroyed and came looking for him.
Heero attempted to call out to his partner but an icy hand clamped over his mouth as he was helplessly dragged backwards by his unknown assailants. He wasn't sure where he was being taken, but he was determined not to find out. Heero braced himself and tried to struggle, attempting to throw an elbow backwards with all of his body weight.
His bone throbbed all the way to the shoulder; nothing seemed to divert the rock solid masses hauling him along with them like nothing more than a rag doll.
"Heero! Stop messing around here!" Duo's comment was farther away this time and sounded more anxious than amused.
Rarely had Heero felt fear like this tingle down his spine. As he began to struggle harder the attacker's grips grew tighter, nearly cutting off his air supply.
"You don't want to die prematurely do you?" The velvety voice slithered into his mind sending goose bumps across his skin.
With one last burst of strength Heero thrust his head backwards, attempting to make contact with one a nose, a forehead, anything, but his sorry attempt at self preservation was met with a pitiful laugh.
Still being easily pulled along in the shadows, avoiding any spec of light around, Heero's left forearm was grabbed and twisted maliciously behind him.
"Fighting back doesn't work with us." His bone snapped effortlessly in the man's cool grasp.
Heero felt a yell rise in his throat, but was unable to release it. He had broken more bones than he could count, but this was different, this was without justification, without need. The pain radiated through his weakening body, his air intake still slow due to the intensity of his captor's grip.
Heero's eyes narrowed in confusion. Who were these people, these stronger than average beings? And what could they possibly want with him?
"Now then, would you like this all to be over?" The figure who had just casually broken his arm cooed into his ear. Heero was losing consciousness quickly from the inadequate amount of oxygen intake, his vision blurred as the men spun his face towards theirs. Loosening their hold on his body, his knees buckled in shock when he met their glowing eyes and paper pale skin.
"Who..." but Heero couldn't get the rest of the question out through his suddenly numb lips.
The two men took advantage of his unsteady state. Quickly one lowered Heero against a bent knee while the other tilted his head back exposing his milky neck to their preying eyes.
Heero felt a piercing set of teeth dig deep into his soft flesh and then...nothing.