Worlds Apart
Part 35
By Mieren
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Duo had temporarily flipped off the portal so that no suspicions could be raised in his home dimension. At the moment, he was rifling through his endless mounds of toys, some finished but most not. It didn't really matter though since by the time he was through collecting what he termed 'fun shit' he was carrying at least twice his body weight in gizmos. When he continued to ruffle around, Naruto was automatically designated his new pack mule, earning himself two duffle bags full of things he couldn't identify if he tried. Even Jiraiya ended up hauling a sack of goodies.
Cackling, Duo flipped the portal right back open and launched through, momentarily scaring the living piss out of his poor colleagues. The grin on the braided lunatic's face rendered the four captives speechless.
"Tsunade," he called out merrily. "Those shackles if you will."
Snorting, the Hokage ambled to the wide-eyed blond and popped the steel shackles off with no problem whatsoever, even leaving finger indentations in the metal. He scrambled back from the buxom woman quickly, not sure what to make of her. His ultimate conclusion was that if she came with Duo, then she was an ally. Trowa seemed to follow his line of reasoning, though he didn't do more than narrow his one visible eye a fraction, rather unlike Quatre's retreat. Wufei just rubbed his sore wrists. Heero gave no response of any kind, his eyes fixed on Duo in a calculating fashion.
"Toys, people!" Duo enthused, grinning his fool head off.
He started ruffling through duffle bags, picking out separate weapons and gadgets to hand out to his friends. He started out by throwing a belt containing a long curved sword and a smaller katana to Wufei, followed by a belt loaded down by countless dozens of throwing knives to Trowa, having assumed that he picked up a little of the skill from Cathy. Next came the guns. Three simple pistols were issued to each of the four along with a dozen extra clips to each pilot. A simple dagger was given to each of them as well, to strap to their thighs or to hide in other places such as pockets or boots. It only got worse from there.
"Buster, Heero!" An enormous gun was lofted towards the cobalt-eyed teen, causing him to curse loudly and lurch to catch it before it landed.
"Machine gun, Tro-tro!" Eye twitching at the nickname, he gracefully caught the weapon lobbed at him.
"Pulse rifle, Wufei!" Duo warned the distracted Chinese pilot who was currently studying his new swords. He managed to look up in time to snag the new weapon out of the air before it left a dent in his skull.
"Quatre, Quatre, what to do with you," he trailed off. He tossed him two nubs of handles, smirking. "Flick them on and you'll have two mini thermal scimitars. If you flip off the safety on the bottom, hit the red button and twist the switch to the side, they'll turn into small nuclear explosions. Ten seconds and you better be gone." Seeing the uncertain look on the blonde's face, he capitulated and handed over something he had wanted to use himself, a bag of small round devices topped with pull-pins. "Specialized grenades. Just be sure you're long gone after the three seconds when you pull the pin. Hundred foot radius and immediate incineration. I call them 'Gre-napalms'." Quatre paled.
"Why does he get nuclear explosives and napalm?" Heero demanded.
"Because I don't want you to have them," Duo returned, just as flatly. "You'd more than likely blow our asses up."
"And just what are you armed with?" Wufei interrupted haughtily.
"Same old, same old," the brunette shrugged. "Thermal scythe, buster rifle, few dozen blades, some traditional guns and grenades, the ever-popular flash grenades (three snorts followed that comment), napalm, chloroform, tranquilizers, and a couple of things that don't have names yet because you never let me play with them here and I was in a rush to make them back there." All four of the other pilots moved away from the brunette.
"Then what's the rest of this crap?" Jiraiya demanded, his duffle bag not yet having been touched.
"Things that go boom," Duo answered cheerfully. "I plan on leaving them just about everywhere, timed to go off in intervals that will tick off Oz to the greatest possible extent and create enough damage to prove a point."
"That you're deranged?" Wufei asked sarcastically.
"Well, I knew that," Duo chuckled.
"I'm not carrying this if it's going to explode!" Jiraiya yelled.
"It won't explode until I tell it to," the brunette explained patiently. Making a face, the older man capitulated. Seals were the same, exploding when instructed to.
"How do we get out of here without being detected?" Quatre asked uncertainly, trying to break the tension between the stupefied pilots and bickering ninja.
"Detected, my ass," Duo countered. "They have cameras in here, twit! Jiraiya, if you would be so kind?" Grinning, the white-haired sannin happily mooned the camera in the corner of the room, waggling his butt happily for all to see. Duo smirked. "Now that security, as well as anyone in the room watching, is now blind, could one of you kindly blow out the door?"
"Steel?" Tsunade asked, pulling back one fist.
"Probably a bit tougher. Put some gusto into it," Duo sniggered.
Following his directions precisely, the sannin put her full strength into the punch, slamming the door off its hinges and sending it across the hall and through the other side of the hall, probably further after hearing the following crunch of walls being destroyed. Duo nodded in appreciation.
"Nice one."
"Thanks."
"Okay then," Duo said, raising his voice. "Scatter! Let's blow this place to hell!"
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To Be Continued…
Up next, we find out what three ninja and one Gundam pilot with minimal ninja skills can do to tick off Oz. Well, blow them up anyways.