Heero picked up the syringe that was laying on his desk and examined it thoroughly.
"What's wrong with me, and what did they inject me with?" Heero noticed a small sticker on the bottom, and read it carefully.
SULIVAN INC, COPYRIGHT 2000
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Heero looked at the door, and looked at the syringe. He walked over to the door and opened it.
"Duo," Heero said simply.
"Hey, um, I was kinda worried about you back there. I just wanted to check on ya, heh heh," Duo scratched his head nervously.
"Hmph," Heero snorted.
"Look," Duo said, "You're pale. You're stuttering, you're acting too strange for yourself, and you drank blood at Friendly's for God's sake! There HAS to be something bothering you!"
Heero said nothing, his thoughts ran back to the syringe. Should he tell Duo?
"Y-you're just being paranoid," he spat out.
"There it goes again," Duo said.
"What?"
"The damn stuttering!" Duo shrieked.
Heero suddenly felt nauseous. He covered his mouth once he felt the bile rising.
"Excuse me," Heero rushed to the bathroom, the sound of vomiting following.
Duo looked around his apartment, cautious. He suddenly spotted a small object on Heero's desk. He walked over silently, and picked it up.
"What's Heero doing with a syringe?" Duo wondered as he examined it. Was he injecting himself with drugs? That would most definitely explain Heero's behavior.
"Hmmm, I think I'll hang on to this guy," Duo placed the syringe into his pocket.
Heero flushed the toilet and looked at the mirror, only to see no reflection. He felt nauseated and hungry. For what? More blood? What in the name of God was happening to him?
"Hey Heero, did you fall in?" Duo's voice rang from outside.
"I'm going to kill him," Heero spat, opening the door.
Duo smirked, "Good, you're okay."
Heero walked over to the door and opened it.
"I'm not feeling too well. Just go, and we'll talk later," He said.
"Sure thing," Duo grinned, "And stop being so secretive, because I'm going to find out what's bothering you. All of us."
Duo left, closing the door behind him. Heero walked back to his desk.
"The syringe-!" He cried, "Where did it go?"
Panic raced through his body, then it hit him.
"Duo."
~~~~~~~~~~~
"Duo, you're back," Quatre said, "so, what happened?"
"I found some evidence," Duo grinned, pulling the syringe out of his pocket.
"A syringe," Trowa said.
"You don't think Heero's doing drugs, do you?" Quatre asked nervously.
"He could be," Duo said, "we better check this out..."
"Let me see it. Hand it over, Maxwell," Wufei said, holding his hand out. Duo handed it to him.
"Hmmm," Wufei looked at the bottom, noticing the sticker.
"Sulivan Incoporated," he said, "that's the name of the company that made this."
Wufei checked it again, noticing a small pool of blue liquid gathering at the bottom.
"What's this?" He asked.
Duo and Quatre looked curiously.
"Blue liquid...? I've never heard of a blue drug..." Duo said.
"Here, give it to me," Trowa said softly, "I'll look the company up on my computer."
"Sure, we'll appreciate that," Duo said, grinning.
Wufei handed Trowa the syringe and Trowa walked off, "I'll call you if I pick anything up unusual."
"Okay, bye Trowa!" Quatre called, Duo waved, and Wufei, of course, was silent.
~~~~Later that night~~~~
"Wow! The crowd loved us tonight, eh, Trowa?" Catherine smiled after the crowd left.
Trowa was quiet. He took his mask and costume off, putting his usual jeans and sweatshirt on.
"I have to go. I have some stuff I have to do," Trowa said as he left.
Catherine waved. "Bye, Trowa! See you tomorrow."
Trowa entered his trailer and without a word, walked over to his computer and turned it on. He typed furiously, until the words popped up: TYPE IN DESTINATED ADDRESS.
Without hesitating, Trowa typed in SULIVAN CORPORATIONS, and the website quickly uploaded. Trowa scanned it quickly.
"It's a group of scientists. Perhaps Heero is a gineau pig for their latest experiment?"
Trowa looked around the sight, and found nothing appealing. He slipped a disk into the harddrive and began to hack into the website. "TOP SECRET" was flashing across the screen, but Trowa continued typing, ignoring the warning. Another page uploaded, providing a picture and some data. Trowa scanned it, his green eyes widened in surprise. Not even Trowa Barton could believe what he was seeing.
What did Trowa see? What's happening to Heero? And where's Relena at? Stay tuned for the next part!
"What's wrong with me, and what did they inject me with?" Heero noticed a small sticker on the bottom, and read it carefully.
SULIVAN INC, COPYRIGHT 2000
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Heero looked at the door, and looked at the syringe. He walked over to the door and opened it.
"Duo," Heero said simply.
"Hey, um, I was kinda worried about you back there. I just wanted to check on ya, heh heh," Duo scratched his head nervously.
"Hmph," Heero snorted.
"Look," Duo said, "You're pale. You're stuttering, you're acting too strange for yourself, and you drank blood at Friendly's for God's sake! There HAS to be something bothering you!"
Heero said nothing, his thoughts ran back to the syringe. Should he tell Duo?
"Y-you're just being paranoid," he spat out.
"There it goes again," Duo said.
"What?"
"The damn stuttering!" Duo shrieked.
Heero suddenly felt nauseous. He covered his mouth once he felt the bile rising.
"Excuse me," Heero rushed to the bathroom, the sound of vomiting following.
Duo looked around his apartment, cautious. He suddenly spotted a small object on Heero's desk. He walked over silently, and picked it up.
"What's Heero doing with a syringe?" Duo wondered as he examined it. Was he injecting himself with drugs? That would most definitely explain Heero's behavior.
"Hmmm, I think I'll hang on to this guy," Duo placed the syringe into his pocket.
Heero flushed the toilet and looked at the mirror, only to see no reflection. He felt nauseated and hungry. For what? More blood? What in the name of God was happening to him?
"Hey Heero, did you fall in?" Duo's voice rang from outside.
"I'm going to kill him," Heero spat, opening the door.
Duo smirked, "Good, you're okay."
Heero walked over to the door and opened it.
"I'm not feeling too well. Just go, and we'll talk later," He said.
"Sure thing," Duo grinned, "And stop being so secretive, because I'm going to find out what's bothering you. All of us."
Duo left, closing the door behind him. Heero walked back to his desk.
"The syringe-!" He cried, "Where did it go?"
Panic raced through his body, then it hit him.
"Duo."
~~~~~~~~~~~
"Duo, you're back," Quatre said, "so, what happened?"
"I found some evidence," Duo grinned, pulling the syringe out of his pocket.
"A syringe," Trowa said.
"You don't think Heero's doing drugs, do you?" Quatre asked nervously.
"He could be," Duo said, "we better check this out..."
"Let me see it. Hand it over, Maxwell," Wufei said, holding his hand out. Duo handed it to him.
"Hmmm," Wufei looked at the bottom, noticing the sticker.
"Sulivan Incoporated," he said, "that's the name of the company that made this."
Wufei checked it again, noticing a small pool of blue liquid gathering at the bottom.
"What's this?" He asked.
Duo and Quatre looked curiously.
"Blue liquid...? I've never heard of a blue drug..." Duo said.
"Here, give it to me," Trowa said softly, "I'll look the company up on my computer."
"Sure, we'll appreciate that," Duo said, grinning.
Wufei handed Trowa the syringe and Trowa walked off, "I'll call you if I pick anything up unusual."
"Okay, bye Trowa!" Quatre called, Duo waved, and Wufei, of course, was silent.
~~~~Later that night~~~~
"Wow! The crowd loved us tonight, eh, Trowa?" Catherine smiled after the crowd left.
Trowa was quiet. He took his mask and costume off, putting his usual jeans and sweatshirt on.
"I have to go. I have some stuff I have to do," Trowa said as he left.
Catherine waved. "Bye, Trowa! See you tomorrow."
Trowa entered his trailer and without a word, walked over to his computer and turned it on. He typed furiously, until the words popped up: TYPE IN DESTINATED ADDRESS.
Without hesitating, Trowa typed in SULIVAN CORPORATIONS, and the website quickly uploaded. Trowa scanned it quickly.
"It's a group of scientists. Perhaps Heero is a gineau pig for their latest experiment?"
Trowa looked around the sight, and found nothing appealing. He slipped a disk into the harddrive and began to hack into the website. "TOP SECRET" was flashing across the screen, but Trowa continued typing, ignoring the warning. Another page uploaded, providing a picture and some data. Trowa scanned it, his green eyes widened in surprise. Not even Trowa Barton could believe what he was seeing.
What did Trowa see? What's happening to Heero? And where's Relena at? Stay tuned for the next part!