Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN GUNDAM WING

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN GUNDAM WING! sheesh

You're Me part 4

He had just left, like nothing had been said. The younger boy didn't seem to care, but the older boy was filled with anger and hate. Heero balled up his fists, he had only been eight and he was thrown into the cold, uncaring world. But why did he care, wasn't he suppost to be the perfect soldier? Missions were all that mattered to him, right?

The boy shouldered the rocket launcher obtained from the dead soldier and headed for the door. Heero grabbed his wrist and tried to stop him, but was violently shaken off.

"Wait!" Heero yelled.

"What is it?" he growled.

His tone was frighteningly familiar. 'It's me' thought Heero, 'only eight and ready to kill'. But he still had questions, should he stop himself from meeting Doctor J? Should he interfere anymore than he already has? Then he wouldn't ever meet the others, and they had been like brothers to him. Especially Duo, his best friend. He was always smiling and being as nice as he could, always eager to make friends. He even smiled when Heero pointed a gun at him.

"Hey!" the voice split through Heero's thoughts.

"What?" Heero snapped back, immedeatly wanting to take it back.

"Are you gonna come?" he asked, "we should help Odin"

"You believe me?"

"Sure" he said with a smile, "besides, if you were a spy, you would've been prepared"

"Then we have to get to the command building quick"

"Okay" The boy tossed Heero the rifle, "you'll need this"

*Command Center*

Heero and the boy ran down the halls of the command center, they didn't have much time. They heard a gunshot followed by shouting.

"This way!" shouted Heero, "wait!" he held the boy back and looked cautiously around the corner.

"Is it him?" the boy whispered.

"Yeah"

Odin was down on the floor, holding his leg.

"Ugh, shit" he breathed.

Blood was pouring from his wound. He got up as quickly as he could on his leg, and fled as the soldiers fired at him. Odin turned the corner and gasped in shock.

"What're you doing here?" he studdered.

"We came to help you", said the young Heero.

"Well get outta my way then" he snarled, pushing them aside.

"We'd better get out too", said Heero.

They sprinted down the opposite end of the hall and were luckily unnoticed by the soldiers. 'It's too late for him' thought Heero. Then another gunshot echoed through the halls.

There's probably only one more part left, but I'm still gonna write similar stories for the other pilots, but I need help, if ANYONE has any ideas for ways to travel back in time, it would really be appreciated! And sorry for taking so long to get this part out!