Prologue

FLASH! Duet clawed at her helmet, trying to tear it off.

FLASH! She dug her nails into the flesh at the base of her neck, prying at the connected cables.

FLASH! The girl gave a plaintive wail before slumping over into the pilot's seat of the Washi Ookami. Likewise, the suit assumed a similar position and with a heart-wrenching groan shut down.

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"Is she alright?" Duo asked breathlessly, clutching his left arm in pain. He watched as Trowa and Heero hacked through the mess of wires that had inexplicably massed in the braided girl's cockpit. Wu Fei had generously donated his katana to the cause before he allowed Quatre and Relena to cart him off to have his thigh stitched back up, but Duo refused to leave the site.

After a few more tense moments had passed, the Perfect Soldier drew from the tangled jungle of technology the pale, motionless form of their fellow pilot.

"Duet…" Duo whispered, snatching her from Heero and wincing in pain as his arm failed to support her. The two were lucky enough to be caught by Trowa, but the braided boy's vision went dark.