Disclaimer: See Chapter One

A/N: Okay, I'm going to take a small break from Quatre. I mean, Duo doesn't meet him in the series for a while, and I gotta introduce Heero too.

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Slice slice slice! I really like this thing! Green thermal scythe, nifty shootable buster shield, a couple machine guns, radar and communication jammers, it's really quiet, oh yeah, Deathscythe is PERFECT!

Yeah, I know a few people are gonna get killed with me in this thing, but it's not as if they were long for this life anyway. I'm just… speeding up the process a bit..?

Heh, yeah, that's the best way to explain it. I know I'm not supposed to kill mortals for the fun of it, but I just wanted to play with my new toy… If I had someone to answer to I might be worried about my job as Shinigami.

But with me being the bestest and superest god of all awesomeness, it's the other gods who have to answer to ME.

All done blowing this place up, guess I can get a bit of real work in, huh?

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Oh wow, this is another Gundam! White, blue, red, are those wings?! And that GUN!! Damn…

"Hey kid," I said to the kid's spirit. "What's your name?"

He was staring at me with a bewildered stare. Well duh, we're underwater, and not having any problems breathing, and I'm talking. And I'm not hiding my wings.

I snapped my fingers in front of his eyes and he blinked. "Kid. Name."

His bewildered stare turned into a death glare. "Classified."

"Classified, huh? Well, tell you what. You tell me your name, and I'll think twice about whether or not you die today."

"Die?"

"Yeah. That fall killed you, kid." I looked around and saw a Leo suit tangled with the kid's Gundam. "And what's your Gundam's name?"

"I'm really dead?" he asked.

"Yup. For now. But I can change that."

"And in exchange you want classified information."

I sighed dejectedly. "Do you really want to die? You're one of the kids charged with Operation Meteor, and it looks as if you're disobeying the original Operation. Unless I'm wrong?"

"How do you know about Operation Meteor?" he demanded.

"Drop a colony onto Earth and take over in the ensuing confusion. That's the original plan. Do you know how many people would have died with that move?" I asked.

"No. But I assume it would be quite a large number?"

"Yeah. I'm the God of Death. Killing over four billion people in one day is NOT something I'm going to allow. So tell me a bit about yourself, so I can make a better decision on what to do with you," I said. Of course, I'm going to give the kid a second chance. He's got this determined look about him to do the right thing.

After a few long minutes, the kid finally started talking. "Hn. My code name is Heero Yuy, I don't know what my real name is. My Gundam's name is Wing."

"Wow! So those really ARE wings on it, huh?! Man, they gypped 'Scythe with that! I want wings too!!"

"Scythe?"

"Don't worry 'bout it, you're not going to remember this conversation once I bring you back to life. But man, what's with the shield?"

"It… when Wing goes into flight form the shield and rifle form the nose of the craft," he replied.

I stood there with my mouth gaping. "FLIGHT FORM?! Aw, maaaaaaaaaaaaan, did I choose the wrong Gundam? This one sounds sooo cool!"

And to all of you out there wondering if I'm really a nearly all-powerful god, all I have to say is screw you! This thing is freakin' awesome! Back a couple thousand years ago nothing like this was even a remote possibility, and I've always loved new tech. You shoulda seen me when the Chinese discovered fireworks! I'll be the first to admit I stole a bunch and played with them for DAYS!

"So… it's gonna be hard to get your machine up and running properly from this depth, huh?" I asked.

"Yes. I'm not too sure it's possible. Add in the depth pressure, the pressure on the Leo suit, untangling the two suits… I might have to just destroy it," he said, with a slight hint of sadness in his voice. "Assuming you're going to let me live, that is."

"Oh, I'll let you live. I like you. Plus…I have to see this thing go into flight form!!"

"…Are you really a god? You act more like a little kid…"

"I know. Would you rather me look and act like an ancient mummy, zombie, ghost, vampire, killer guy? Want me to dress in flowing black robes with a decaying face and hands and crap?" With every word I changed my appearance to look like what I was saying.

"Um… no. Not really."

"Then be grateful I look and act like I do!" I stuck my tongue out at him and dived head first into his Gundam and pulled his body out of the cockpit. He already had on a helmet and everything, so I gestured for him to follow me up to the surface of the water.

"So, Heero, right? Here's what's going to happen, I'm going to put your soul back in your body. You're gonna swim to shore… well, no, you're gonna swim in the right direction for a while and pass out. I doubt you can swim thirty seven miles without a break. Anywho, you'll get sucked in to the current and dragged up on shore. Sound like fun?" I finished with a grin.

"Not really."

"Too bad!" I grabbed his arm and slammed him back into his body and shoved him in the direction of the closed beach.

As he regained consciousness, with his memory of me completely gone, he swam off. Leaving me with the predicament of having to fish out his Gundam myself.

At least I have 'Scythe to help me!

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A couple days later, here I am, breaking nitwit out of a hospital slash prison. Who decides to up and shoot a pretty little girl in a party dress? I mean seriously? But the thing that really gets me is why the heck am I the bad guy? Relena decides that the person trying to KILL her is the good guy, and ME, trying to SAVE her… guh. At least he doesn't remember me! Which is a good thing.

"Okay, time to bust you out of here genius," I said, looking for the buckles to undo his restraints.

"Give me your knife," he says, holding out a bloody hand.

"Oh, eww, you just… here you go." He ripped his restraints with brute force. That's…. ouchies.

I hand him a parachute and we make our escape out the window, and I use my… helecopterthingymabobbleniftycoolthing…. Yeah… I forgot what it's called…

"Hey! Buddy! Open your 'chute! Oh man, I'm gonna have nightmares over this…" I save his life, TWICE, and he goes and kills himself by not opening the 'chute?!

"HEEEEEEEEROOOOO!!!!!" Wow, that Relena's got a set of lungs on her. But it worked! He opened his 'chute… a little late.

I hope he survives this. I can't put his soul back in his body when I'm in this form, and I don't want to disappear with so many people watching.

Surprisingly… he stands up after he stops rolling down the CRAGGLY ROCKY FREAKIN' CLIFF!!!

"Okay, now, I can understand you wanting to kill yourself, but maybe, just MAYBE, you should think of another way of committing suicide buddy!" He just looks at me. "I'm not asking you to trust me, but right now I'm the only friend you have."

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What.

The.

Bloody.

HELL!?!?!

He just set his own broken bone!!! Gah!!! I'm a GOD and that freaks me out!!!

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Well, that's it for today. Thanks for reading! Oh, btw, there WILL be a plot that has to do with that plague I mentioned in Chapter One. I promise.