Disclaimer: I do not own any of the "Gundam Wing" characters or concepts, and I do not know who does, but it's not me. I also do not own any of the Angel characters, they are owned by Joss Wheadon and 20th Century Fox, so don't sue because I'm broke and have no money.

A Gundam Quest Part Two: Gundam Withdraw

Duo couldn't stop pacing. The self-proclaimed God of Death kept moving through Cordelia Chase's apartment, picking up stuff and putting it down. Heero was sitting in a corner, his nose stuck in some ancient tome. Duo had read some of Angel's books and thought they were awesome. Exspecaly if he came across a Praxel demon or something.

His fingers itched for Deathscythe HELL's controls. He wanted the power that came with piloting HELL and just missed the adrenaline rush of it. He cracked his knuckles and started another lap around the room. A can of Coke hovered around his face in offering, already opened by the ghost that lived here.

He took it and took a swig, keeping his stride. The story was basically this: Angel was some warrior for good (not on his own choice, Duo suspected that the vampire just wanted to be left alone), cursed with a soul for his crimes as an evil vampire. Cordelia was his Messenger from the Higher Powers, the Powers that Be, Angel had told him, as well as being his secretary and just all-along snappy side kick. She had told him that the visions were like someone driving a jack hammer into her skull repeatedly. And then there was Wesley, some bookish guy who helped Angel fight vampires and other demons.

It would have made for a neat book or TV show, Duo often thought to himself. Angel was sort of a more relaxed version of Heero, and less hostile as well, which Duo thought as a good thing. Angel was pretty much of a nice guy, just too much was hanging on his shoulders at once.

Cordy was cool, in a snappish sort of way. She had doted on the two pilots since their arrival, buying them food and then on a shopping trip today to get some "clothing that didn't look like it came from the dumpster". She made Angel pay for everything though, but he didn't mind.

Duo wished he could go out and do something, anything, but both Heero and Angel advised against it.

Duo really missed his Gundam.

That was what everything boiled down to, the Gundams. Heero had told him that he could not speak a word on what the Gundams were to them. It would be too dangerous, Heero said. Duo figured that Angel could handle it.

He flopped down on the couch and said to Denis, the ghost, "You know, I'm really board."

"You're always board. Read something," Heero suggested tersely.

Duo asked, "When's Angel gonna come?" He was determined to get some info about the occult from the vampire on this trip.



Heero answered, "Angel will get here when he gets here. It's surprising that he's put up with you this long."

"What's that supoce to mean?" Duo asked his friend defensively.

"Could you two cut it out, I'm trying to read here," Cordelia protested from the kitchen.

Duo turned and looked at the pretty brunette. She was hot beyond belief. Duo could stare at her for hours, just learning her curves and the lines of her face. She tapped her foot in annoyance as she looked at both pilots.

Duo grinned and asked, "Hey pretty lady, how's it going?"

Cordelia smiled at him and looked him over. Duo blushed faintly at the obvious stare. She replied, "If only you where a few years older . . ."

Duo sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck and said, "Well, you know, you could date a younger guy."

Heero snapped, "What about Hilde?"

Duo shrugged and sheepishly remembered his girlfriend. Hilde wouldn't be that happy if Duo had found someone else. Besides, Duo was pretty sure he was in love with Hilde. He wasn't as sure as Heero with Relena, but he was pretty close.

Heero and Relena. That was something he was having trouble getting. He sighed and closed his eyes. He grumbled, "It's not fair."

"Life's not fair, God of Death," a soft voice whispered in his ear.

Duo shouted, jumped on the couch to see Angel smirking at him. He shouted, "You scared the shit out of me!"

Angel smiled and apologized, "I couldn't resist it."

"Sure you could have. Self-control man," Duo replied as he straitened the red T-shirt that Cordelia, sponcered by Angel, had bought him.

Heero was smiling in amusement, as close as Heero ever got to true laughter. Not he physcotic laughter the Wing pilot used when blowing up enemy mobile suits, but true laughter. Duo snapped, "See how you like it Perfect Solder."

Heero said, "He wouldn't have surprised me."

Angel gave him a look that basically said, "Wanna bet, kid?"

Duo replied, "I bet that he could."

"Could not," Heero easily replied.

Angel was just watching their exchange with interest. Duo turned to the vampire and pointed at Heero. He said, "Scare him! Sneak up on him or something!"

Heero said, "You're just upset that someone can surprise you. You're not use to people sneaking up on you."

"Damn strait," Duo replied.

Angel smirked. That was the only way to describe the vampire's expression. Angel looked down at Duo's scowl and kindly smiled. He said, "Hey, even the best of us can be startled."

"Can you?" Duo asked him exspectingly. He wanted to know what would spook a vampire. Deathscythe HELL would probably scare the shit out of him, Duo thought sinisterly.

Angel nodded and said, "Yeah."

"Okay then, Vamp Man, what scares you?" Duo taunted.

Angel scowled and said, "Don't call me that."

"What?" Duo asked. What did he do now?

Angel answered, "Don't call me Vamp Man or whatever. My name's Angel."

"Sure thing," Duo told him with a salute.

Angel glared down at him. So, Duo knew he was looking more and more like a smart ass, and he didn't care. So, I already know that I'm a smart ass, so what's his point? Duo thought as he looked the vampire strait in the eyes. Really dark eyes, almost like Wufei's. Except this guy's eyes were really piecing. Like they could look into you and see what you're all about within moments.

Really spooky.

Duo asked, "So what scares you?"

Angel shrugged and sat beside him on the couch. He answered, "A lot of things."

"Like what?" Duo asked cheerfully and curiously.

Angel shrugged and said, "Things." He was avoiding the question. There were several things that Duo was good at and getting information out of reluctant friend-types was one of them. And Duo thought that it would be easier to get information out of Angel than it would be to get it out of Heero.

"What kind of things?" Duo pressed.

"Just things," Angel answered uneasily. He was looking away from Duo. Duo had noticed that his silver cross had spilled out from his shirt. Angel didn't like the cross, in fact, it sort of spooked the vamp.

"The cross," Duo said with dawning realization.

"Yeah, your Holy Item," Angel replied sarcastically. He added, "Get it the hell away from me."

Duo looked down at the simple item and asked, "Why does it bother you anyway?" He played with the cross with his fingers, sliding it along the chain and back again. Angel moved away, visibly uncomfortable now.

"Because it just does," Angel said nervously as he looked at it.

"It won't jump up and bite you," Duo told him, fascinated by Angel's behavior. Angel was a big guy, big enough to probably look down at Zechs and say, "Hey little guy."

"It just makes me nervous, okay," Angel told him.

Duo stuffed the cross back in his shirt and shifted in his seat. He asked, "What's it like being a vampire?"

Angel's eyes narrowed in thought. Duo had found out that vampires didn't have all the cool powers that they did in the stories. They were super strong and they could heal really fast, their senses were heightened, they were faster than humans, and there were some different abilities that other vampires carried.

Angel answered in a grave voice, "A living Hell."

"Well, considering that you're the only good vampire around, yeah, I can see that," Duo replied.

Angel looked at Heero and asked, "Does he ever shut up?"

Heero didn't look up from his book as he answered, "No."

"I do too, when I wanna," Duo replied to the sullen pilot.

Heero only grunted in response. Then, suddenly, Cordelia cried out. Duo turned to see Angel spring to her side, holding her as she convulsed. She clutched her head and moaned. It was over in a moment.

Amazing, she had just had a vision in front of them.

Duo eagerly asked, "What did ya see?"

Cordelia looked at Duo sharply. Duo sheepishly replied, "Hey, can't a guy be curious?"

"No!" she snapped at him as she rubbed at her temples. She looked at Angel and said, "It was really bad. Darla."

Angel's face froze, becoming an expressionless mask. Really creepy, even creepier than when Heero did that. He asked in a monotone voice, "What's she doing?"

Heero had put his book down and stood up. Duo wondered if the other pilot realized how much he and the vampire were alike. Heero said, "We're going with you."

"Cool," Duo said as he looked at the other pilot.

Cordelia went on, "A nightclub, called Succubus, she's there, along with six other vamps. It's sort of a Goth revival. It's on 10th street. You can't miss it."

Angel slid into his duster and Heero stood up, putting on his leather jacket. Duo scrambled behind them, shouting, "Wait up!"

Angel turned and looked at Heero, saying, "You two are staying here."

Heero looked strait into his eyes and said, "You're helping us, we owe you, and I don't like owing people. So I'm coming."

"Me too, but for different reasons," Duo chirped.

"Like what?" Angel asked.

Duo grinned and answered, "To kick the shit out of some vampires."

Duo really missed his Gundam, so he figured that beating out his frustration on the undead would help. Angel sighed and said, "Okay you two, come on and do what the hell I say."

"Gotcha," Duo replied with a salute as he followed Angel out the door. Heero only nodded as he strode beside the vampire.

******

Angel was really uncomfortable with taking two sixteen-year-olds into battle. Buffy was only fifteen when she had been called, but this was something different. These two young men had something in their eyes that Buffy nor her friends had. Innocence lost.

Heero and Duo were tough, they had seen a lot and been through just as much in their time, perhaps even more. Angel sensed that Duo wanted to spill every bit of information about his life to him, but that Heero wouldn't let him.

The boy's more secretive than I am, Angel thought as he looked at Heero as both boys got into the convertible. And that was pretty damn secretive.

Angel asked, "So, what do you think you're gonna kill those vampires with?"

Duo looked at Heero nervously. Heero shrugged. Duo said in his eternally cheerful manner, "I've got a cross!" He whipped the silver cross from his shirt and showed it to Angel. Automatically, Angel looked away from the holy object, suddenly very uncomfortable with it.

"Put it up," Angel told him tersely. Duo did and looked at the road cheerfully as Angel pulled out of Cordy's driveway. The young lad looked at everything with expressed interest and open curiosity.

He pointed to a retro store and the girl walking out of it. Duo reminded Angel a little of himself at Duo's age. Chasing after pretty girls, getting into trouble, that sort of thing. Angel never remembered himself with that sort of wonder with everything that Duo had. No matter how dark it got, Duo would find the bright side to it.

Very usual for someone who called themselves the God of Death.

Duo whistled and said, "Look at that hair!" Angel did and smiled when he noticed the girl had a long chestnut braid identical to Duo's.

Heero asked, "What's the mission?"

Mission. That was why Heero was so direct. He was a solder.

Angel answered, "Get the people out as safely as possible." They were getting closer to the club. Angel's physic connection with Darla was starting up again. He could hear the terrified heart beats of the people around her. He could smell the adrinilnine and fear that strummed in their veins.

******

Heero watched Angel's expression grow darker as they parked on the curb to the club. A black sign with jagged red letters read Succubus. Duo said from behind him, "A demon that feeds of sexual energy. Kinda fitting concentering."

Angel stepped out of the convertible and opened the trunk. Heero and Duo followed. Heero saw a number of weapons in arrangement in the compartment. Medieval weapons. Crossbows, swords, axes, and a scythe. Guess which weapon Duo picked up.

Duo held the gracefully curving scythe in his hand and said, "I'll think I'll use this one." He had a manic grin on his face as he held the ancient weapon. His time spent in Deathscythe HELL had probably made him a prime candidate for that weapon.

Heero looked in the trunk. He felt most comfortable with the gun, but since bullets didn't work on vampires, at least killing them anyways, he was going to try something different. He looked some more, not being able to make a choice. He was good with a sword, Dr. J had made sure that he had fencing and kendo lessons. He was an expert marksman with a gun, so why not a crossbow. He picked up a crossbow. He preferred having some distance from an opponinate in a fight, unlike Duo who liked to get up close and personnel.

"Heart," Angel said.

'What?" Heero asked.

"Aim for the heart or you're just gonna piss the vampire off," Angel told him.

Duo spun his scythe and leaned it on his shoulder. His movements were too casual for Heero's tastes. Too much like . . . Is Duo really the God of Death? Is there such a thing? Heero thought as he looked at his friend.

Ironically, the God of Death would probably be Heero Yuy's only friend.

Duo said, "Okay Angel, what's the plan?"

Angel looked down sharply at Duo, who was grinning up at the vampire. Duo always grinned. The only time Heero hadn't seen him grin was when he was upset that someone he cared about almost died. He would even grin in agony. Heero showed no emotions and Duo grinned to hide what he was truly feeling.

"Get the people out, stay away from as many vampires as you can," Angel told him sharply.

Duo's grin was angelic. Heero knew that the self-proclaimed God of Death was going to charge right into battle without any heed. Duo said, "Will do Angel."

Angel looked at Duo doubtfully, which he had good reason to. Heero shouldered the crossbow and aimed it, getting a feel for it. He could use it, he figured as he slid the shoulder strap on. Heads held high, the three walked into the club.

******

It was a place Duo would of hung out if it wasn't crawling with blood sucking fiends that wanted to bite his neck. The ceiling was high, the room dimly lit, black velvet drapes were draped all over the walls; very dark and gothic. Duo thought it was very cool.

Heero was beside him, the crossbow shouldered at the ready. Duo waited for him to say, "I will kill you." Heero didn't, he only looked down at the scene around them.

Duo did too. Darla was there. She had changed into a black pleated skirt and a scarlet velvet blouse. Like a Catholic School Girl gone bad, Duo thought as she flashed her fangs and her golden eyes caught the light. She had the body of a girl not much older than them draped in her arms. Blood trickled slowly from the young girl's neck from twin puncture wounds. She dropped the body to the ground.

Angel visibly stiffened beside them. The look on his face was harsh and angry, and guilty. Duo spun the scythe in a graceful arch and looked around the room. In a corner at least a dozen people huddled together, backed up by a big snarling vampire. Duo counted six more vampires around the room, watching them.

Duo grinned. He wasn't the God of Death for nothing.

Angel looked at Darla sharply. Heero said, "Duo, get the people out."

Duo ignored the order. He wasn't a Perfect Solder like Heero, he was his own person, the God of Death. He jumped up on the railing on the stair case the unusual trio stood on. His balance was perfect, a trick he had learned from Trowa, as he swung the scythe. The cross had fallen out of his shirt once more, swinging wildly like his hair.

He smiled and sprang to the floor of the club. He landed hard on his feet and rolled to the ground and back up in a graceful arch. One of the vampires came at him. Duo, on one knee, swung the scythe up and, with one clean swipe, took the vampire's head off. He watched in amazement as it disintegrated into dust around him.

He was up on his feet again, using the pole to hit a vampire coming at him. The vamp staggered back, and Duo spun the scythe. This was almost as good as piloting his Gundam. He grinned and sliced the vampire down the middle, making sure that he took the head. The vampire screamed and exploded into ash around the scythe's blade.

He looked up to see Heero aiming the crossbow at the vampire who was threatening the Goth kids. The bolt found its mark and the vamp did the same action that the two Duo just killed did. Curious, he looked for Angel.

The vampire and his Sire were looking each other dead in the eyes, circling each other. Two of the left over vampires charged to help the Vamp Ho. Duo screamed, "I am the God of Death!" Then he went after them.

The vampires turned and laughed at him. Laughed at HIM, then they pointed to the braid and laughed harder. Duo screamed in anger and swung the scythe up. He took both of their heads at once. He brought the scythe down as they exploded into ash around him. He caught his breath.

He ran toward Angel to help. He heard Heero cry out. Not in pain, just a shout of surprise. Duo looked back to see the crossbow skitter out of Heero's hands and to the ground. The vampire smiled at the Wing pilot as he rushed him.

Heero stepped out of the way and tripped the vampire. He kicked the vampire to the ground and then slammed his foot into a wooden table. There was a shard of wood as long as Duo's arm and sharp as glass lying there. Heero picked it up. Strattling the vampire, he slammed the makeshift stake into his undead heart. The vampire exploded around Heero.

Darla shouted, "Damn it!" She took off running. Angel followed her and so did Heero and Duo. Heero pulled out his gun and aimed. He took a couple of shots, one hitting her in the leg and the other in the arm.

She ran up the stairs and slammed the door in their faces. Angel ripped the door off of its hinges and the trio stepped out into the night to see a tall woman with shoulder leanth brown hair dressed in a business suit open up the door of a limo that had been waiting. Darla hissed at them as she slid into the limo.

"Damn it!" Angel shouted in frustration.

"Burn in Hell!" Duo cried out for the hell of it. He laid the scythe against his shoulder and grinned as Heero and Angel looked at him. He smiled and spun the scythe. He said, "The God of Death is back from Hell."

Angel's eyes narrowed and said, "We haven't got any information on your Gundams yet. Why are you so happy?"

Because I'm back in battle and dangerous again, Duo thought happily as he spun the scythe artfully in his hands. He didn't say that though. He instead quipped, "I'm just a happy guy."

"Come on," Angel groaned as he lead the two back to the convertible. Duo grinned and thought, Oh yeah, the God of Death is back from Hell.

THE END OF PART 2!

Elf: Whoo buddy, that was difficult.

Angel: You've written fanfics before, why should this be any different?

Elf: (SIGHS) You wouldn't understand Angel.

Duo: I kicked ass.

Heero: (Brooding silence)

Elf: (Beaming at Duo) Of course you did, you're Duo Maxwell, the God of Death.

Heero: (his tone thoughtful) Isn't this Mega Deathscythe's thing?

Elf: Well, other people do it too.

Angel: If everyone jumped off the JFK bridge, would you?

Elf: Nope, I'd laugh my head off as they did and call them idiots of course.

Duo: Of course.

Elf: Right.



Duo: (Rocking back and forth on his heels in that oh so cute way of his) So, what's in the next fic? Do I get to kick some more ass?"

Elf: (Smiling at him like a silly school girl with a crush) Of course you do. You also get all the good one liners.

Angel: (Glare)

Elf: (giving the vampire another lovesick look) You get good lines too, Angel. You also kick ass. Both literally and physically.

Angel: What's the point of this anyway?

Elf: It's for fun, and to say, "Ha, look what wackiness I can come up with!"

Heero: We're basically at your control then.

Elf: (Nodding cheerfully) Yep. I could have you going off with Hilde, and Duo hooking up with Relena.

Duo: HELL NO! There is no way in hell that I would touch that stalking bitch!

Heero: (bringing his gun out) How dare you say that about Relena. I will kill you.

Duo: (mockingly) Sure you will Heero.

Angel: Stop it you two.

Elf: (snapping her fingers) Something bad's gonna happen to Riley!

Angel: (a hopeful but evil Angelus grin playing at his features) Really?

Elf: Yep.

Duo: Who's Riley?

Elf: Idiot Corn Boy. He deserves death.

Angel: She summed it up pretty well, actually.

Elf: Of course I did, I'm the Elf with the fang sharp wit.

(The Trio nodded. Duo grins and pats Elf on the shoulder. The three leave Elf alone)

Elf: Okay, that's it. It's over. I've even said my catch phrase, go home!