Puts a bullet proof shield around her. I'm
probably going to get death threats at the end of this chapter hehe.
"What's up Heero?" He asked.
"It's
time for dinner Max," he replied.
" Great I'll be down as soon as I finish
fixing the stabilizers on this hunk of junk, which will probably take me a
couple of hours," he sighed. "Those damn mobile dolls really screwed it up. I
mean it's all nice and dandy for you guys you have Gundams and they are much
more advanced than the mobile dolls but I'm stuck with a junky Taurus so it's
harder to fight mobile dolls."
"Max," Heero said softly.
"Wha?" Duo
stopped his rambling.
"Shut up," Heero replied.
Duo did a sharp solute,"
ok Hee-chan." "Max, don't call me Hee-chan," Said Heero walking out of the
hanger.
"All right Hee-chan," Duo called back cheerfully.
Almost.
Max was so much like
Duo it was scary. Suddenly he stopped his eyes wide.
Maxine Wells.
Max
Wells.
Maxwell?
Could Max be Duo?
He shook his head and mentally
chided himself for having such thoughts. Duo was dead. That was that. There was
no way Max could be Duo. It was impossible. He let the door close behind him as
he entered the safehouse.
Quatre grinned at him as he put a jug of gravy on
the table, "Max coming to dinner?" He asked.
"She'll be coming as soon as
she finished with her Taurus." Heero replied. He sat down and began serving
himself mashed potatoes and chicken.
"I hope you didn't start without me?"
Max said hands on her hips as she entered the kitchen.
"You're just in time.
Finished with your Taurus?" Heero asked.
"I'll finish it later it's giving
me a headache." She replied sitting down on an empty seat. She reached for the
plate that held the chicken but WuFei snatched it away from her. "Wait your turn
Onna," he said.
Max stuck out her tongue and grabbed the plate from his
grasp. Putting two pieces of chicken on her plate she passed it to Trowa who was
sitting next to her. They all began to eat. Everyone silent except Max who was
chatting her head off and making corny jokes.
Suddenly Heero's computer
(which was always near him) beeped. Heero got off his chair and went over to it.
He read the message and immediately deleted it. Then he turned to everybody
else.
"We have a mission," He said already getting into the "perfect soldier
mode."
He and the other's blasted of into the
air.
The base which they were supposed to blow up was about two hours away.
Being bored Duo decided to start singing. He sung Blink 182's, "All the Small
Things," and was halfway through Sugar Ray's "When it's over," when Wufei
growled at him to be quiet.
"Sure Wuffie," Duo replied.
"My name is not
Wuffie it is Wufei!" Wufei growled.
"Sure Wuffie," Duo replied grinning
amiably.
Heero's voice cut through their bantering," we're here."
Mobile dolls poured out of the smoldering base. Within minutes the pilots
were engaged in a furious battle against the dolls.
Duo gritted his teeth in
annoyance. Mobile dolls swarmed around the Taurus. Duo fired his beam cannon. He
hit some but missed most times. Since the stability system was damaged his
Taurus was off balance and some shots that should hit their marks were missing.
In other words he was in trouble.
Big trouble.
"Damn," he groaned. He
couldn't ask for help from any of the other pilots their hands were full with
the dolls. The Taurus shuddered violently as a beam from a mobile dolls beam
cannon made contact with it. Warning sirens began to blare. A flashing red light
on the Taurus' computer was telling Duo that he was severely hit.
"Duh! I
think I know that," he growled at it.
From there things went downhill.
Fast.
Duo was thrown against his harness as a mobile doll's beam cannon
cut off part of the Taurus' left leg. The straps cut into his chest. He was
pretty sure if he got out of this alive he'd have huge red marks crisscrossing
his chest from the straps. Somehow he didn't know the Taurus remained standing
with only one leg. The mobile dolls pressed the attack like a pack of lions
around an injured animal. Duo fired the beam cannon but the shot went wild
hitting nothing.
Duo's eyes widened in horror. He knew he was going to die.
Again.
"Well atleast I can go out in a blaze of glory. "Sorry to steal
your way of trying to kill yourself Heero." He said softly. Atleast he be able
to take some mobile dolls with him.
He turned his eyes on the little screen
with Heero's face on it. "I love you," he whispered.
Then he pressed the
self destruct button.
"Max!" He cried.
He fought through the mobile dolls to
get to spot where the Taurus had exploded. After what seemed like an eternity he
got to the spot. Nothing was left of the Taurus except a heap of rubble.
Heero jumped down from Wing Zero and began to dig furiously looking for Max.
He found her. She was so bloodstained and dirty he could barely recognize her.
Her black hair had fallen out of its usual braid and was bloodstained and caked
with grime. He gently held her against his chest. Softly he pushed her bangs out
of her face. Her eyes were closed and her face was so pale he thought she was
dead. As if she was reading his thoughts her eyelids fluttered.
"Hey Heero,"
she said weakly.
"Hey Max," He replied.
"I'm gonna die aren't I?" she
asked.
"No you won't Max," He replied.
She laughed bitterly, "don't lie
to me Heero. I know I'm gonna die."
"Max," Heero said softly.
"You know
it's weird," she said laughing softly. Her laugh turned to a cough. Blood
appeared at the corner of her mouth, "I died in your arms last time too. But I
never got to finish saying what I wanted to. Heero I love you. I always will
forever." She touched his cheek gently. "Good-bye," she said and closed her
eyes.
"Max," Heero said his eyes filling with tears.
Then it hit him.
It wasn't Max.
It was Duo.
"Duo, please don't leave me not again!"
Heero begged.
Duo didn't answer Heero. He was dead.
"No!" Heero
screamed.
He had lost Duo.
Again.
