GundamChildSix: Kaetta (revised/amended)
Chapter Three, Part Three - Soldiers With Unmarked Graves
by r-chan
Last Time in Chapter Three, Part Two - Soldiers With Unmarked Graves...
"You brought me into this war because you were too much of a coward to take on such responsibility yourself my brother. And that is why I stand here now."
"I'm Relena Peacecraft. A doll that cannot bleed. I should thank you for that I think..."
"I did what I needed to. I put the fire out while I still could."
"Oh my God..."
"MO-8...Duo's main Sweeper work site."
"There's a problem,"
***************
Howard's Voice: The year has finally progressed to A. C 198. Yet the peace that was for shadowed after Operation Meteor, has been tainted red. The Earth Sphere Unified Nation is now in a flex. Two cells of influential power have formed, The Knights, lead by Kai Tskishiro, who are pushing for a new form in government with deputy foreign minister Relena Darlian as the head of their reformed Imperial government and the people who are supporting President Lee, the one responsible for funding Preventers throughout the ESUN.
In the attempt to stop the potential fire Relena's nomination could bring, Lady Une assigned Noin and Zechs to take the necessary steps in protecting the peace that was worked so hard for. Even at the coast of Relena's life. But in an unexpected appearance Relena makes her statement. She denounces Kai's mission to eliminate the false peace that had been made, right before Zechs pulls the trigger to take not hers, but Kai's life. No one knows just happened between brother and sister that night but history will see it as an arc to bring what comes. Very unsure of what the future will bring the ESUN now faces the fire Lady Une feared. As its citizens watch with apprehension, the foundation of the future is once again rocked into an unsure path.
*********
Peace in some ways was just as unforgiving and dragging as war was. For him, it meant moving from one place to the other, drifting in and out of occupations, breathing and sleeping one day at a time. For a soldier who'd never known anything besides the war he'd been born in and weaned on, peace was more a challenge of survival then living through the years of gunpowder and blood he'd always known.
When he'd striven to complete his missions and bring an end to miserable wars, he hadn't given thought to what would become of his existence afterwards. Part of him had always thought he'd fail one day, that for him, his life would end before the battles stopped. He'd been wrong, and in an ironic twist of fate played a role in purging war from people's lives, not once but twice.
Now the fights were over and he found himself in a world were he wasn't needed. Forgotten and left behind in the twisted metal of a war stained past, Heero Yuy was looking for a purpose, a focus. A mission to live for. But for all his abilities, for all his talents that were horned in a world were being strong prolonged life, and weakness meant the end, there was no place for him.
There was one constant in his erratic life style that that seemed to blur his vision from what it was he needed to do. It was an endless source of irritation that made him more and more determined to find direction and distract himself. When one place failed to do that he moved to the next and started all over again. And always, no matter how well he hid or how fast he left, despite all his efforts, a pair a laughing violet eyes and a set of suborn blue ones never strayed far from his thoughts.
Heero folded his arms and continued to look out over the sleeping city. Artificial wind played with the ends of his unruly hair and tickled along the skin of his face.
No matter what way he looked at it, the source of what continued to wake him in the night and made every time he saw people holding hands stir restlessness in his middle, could be traced back to Duo. Reckless, talkative, never-able-to stay-stil, Duo. The way the purple eye'd American had gotten under his skin and managed to stay there frustrated the Japanese drifter to no end.
Hadn't he learned anything from Odin about letting people get too close? Where had his defenses fell when it came to the vibrant 02 pilot?
Heero leaned his head on the side of the wall. He'd played this game before and knew there was no way of winning. So the question was, why did he keep trying to win?
*Because there are some things I'm not willing to lose. *
Heero slipped off the edge of the window seal just as the vid phone on the desk beside him went off.
His dark colored eye brows knotted in a frown under oak wood colored bangs as he sat down and pressed one of the many white buttons on the keyboard.
The face that appeared on the scene was not an expected one and frankly, not a welcomed one.
Heero resisted the urge to openly express the sudden flare of resentment that flooded his mind without warning. But Hildy was already doing a satisfactory job at reflecting what he felt with her open displeasure.
"There's a problem." She bit out.
"What's it got to do with me" he replied in a near growl.
"Its about Duo" she said curtly. "He's in trouble."
*Whens Duo not in trouble...*
"Then why aren't you helping him instead of calling me?"
Something that could have been sadness flashed quickly in Hildy's sky colored eyes. This time her voice held non of its pervious sting.
"Because...he asked for you."
Heero tried to say something but his abilities of communication had became lodged some where between his brain and his lips.
*Asked for me...*
Something indescribable clicked in Heero's head. "Where is he?"
"MO-8"
Heero nodded. "Ninmu ryoukai. "
***************
Hildy stared at the monitor long after it had gone blank. Something in her chest had broken to small pieces. Somehow she knew things where about to take a horrible change, and that she'd finally lost the battle she'd been fighting for years.
"You unfair bastard...Make him happy."
***************
He was out numbered and cornered with four bullets left. Death himself was breathing down his slick with sweat neck.
Duo cursed himself violently for not taking more weapons. He gritted his teeth, willing some plan or opportunity to present it's self. But found none. At his disadvantage, he was as good as any other dead soldier in an unmarked hole in the ground. He clinched his firsts and turned to face the approaching footsteps.
*So...this is finally it for the God of Death eh? What a worthless way to die...*
***************
"It was called Child Six."
"What do you mean?"
Howard released a weary sigh. " When I first drew up the blue prints for it I named it Child Six."
"You made this thing, then why-" Sally started .
"No, no, I didn't build it. I just drew it, though I'll say, I never thought any one would ever bring it to life."
"You think Duo got hold if it?" Asked the Chinese Preventer.
"Wufei!" Sally yelled at him. "Duo couldn't- wouldn't have made such a thing."
The dark eyed man continued to run his eyes over the Sixth Child." Howard?" he propped
The old man hung his head. "There's no telling with all the things that have happened in the last 72 hours,"
Sally bit her lip in thought. "We've got to keep this thing far from Earth and destroy it as soon as possible."
Wufei glared the lifeless metal form. " This MS can't be allowed out in space."
*********
Relena curled up on the large and cold bed like a small child frightened by the dark. In the distance music played. A forgotten memory from a dream she'd had long ago. The blond picked at the white gauze around her arm.
"You should have done it Heero..."
********
end of Chapter Three, Part Three - Soldiers With Unmarked Graves
Chapter Three, Part Three - Soldiers With Unmarked Graves
by r-chan
Last Time in Chapter Three, Part Two - Soldiers With Unmarked Graves...
"You brought me into this war because you were too much of a coward to take on such responsibility yourself my brother. And that is why I stand here now."
"I'm Relena Peacecraft. A doll that cannot bleed. I should thank you for that I think..."
"I did what I needed to. I put the fire out while I still could."
"Oh my God..."
"MO-8...Duo's main Sweeper work site."
"There's a problem,"
***************
Howard's Voice: The year has finally progressed to A. C 198. Yet the peace that was for shadowed after Operation Meteor, has been tainted red. The Earth Sphere Unified Nation is now in a flex. Two cells of influential power have formed, The Knights, lead by Kai Tskishiro, who are pushing for a new form in government with deputy foreign minister Relena Darlian as the head of their reformed Imperial government and the people who are supporting President Lee, the one responsible for funding Preventers throughout the ESUN.
In the attempt to stop the potential fire Relena's nomination could bring, Lady Une assigned Noin and Zechs to take the necessary steps in protecting the peace that was worked so hard for. Even at the coast of Relena's life. But in an unexpected appearance Relena makes her statement. She denounces Kai's mission to eliminate the false peace that had been made, right before Zechs pulls the trigger to take not hers, but Kai's life. No one knows just happened between brother and sister that night but history will see it as an arc to bring what comes. Very unsure of what the future will bring the ESUN now faces the fire Lady Une feared. As its citizens watch with apprehension, the foundation of the future is once again rocked into an unsure path.
*********
Peace in some ways was just as unforgiving and dragging as war was. For him, it meant moving from one place to the other, drifting in and out of occupations, breathing and sleeping one day at a time. For a soldier who'd never known anything besides the war he'd been born in and weaned on, peace was more a challenge of survival then living through the years of gunpowder and blood he'd always known.
When he'd striven to complete his missions and bring an end to miserable wars, he hadn't given thought to what would become of his existence afterwards. Part of him had always thought he'd fail one day, that for him, his life would end before the battles stopped. He'd been wrong, and in an ironic twist of fate played a role in purging war from people's lives, not once but twice.
Now the fights were over and he found himself in a world were he wasn't needed. Forgotten and left behind in the twisted metal of a war stained past, Heero Yuy was looking for a purpose, a focus. A mission to live for. But for all his abilities, for all his talents that were horned in a world were being strong prolonged life, and weakness meant the end, there was no place for him.
There was one constant in his erratic life style that that seemed to blur his vision from what it was he needed to do. It was an endless source of irritation that made him more and more determined to find direction and distract himself. When one place failed to do that he moved to the next and started all over again. And always, no matter how well he hid or how fast he left, despite all his efforts, a pair a laughing violet eyes and a set of suborn blue ones never strayed far from his thoughts.
Heero folded his arms and continued to look out over the sleeping city. Artificial wind played with the ends of his unruly hair and tickled along the skin of his face.
No matter what way he looked at it, the source of what continued to wake him in the night and made every time he saw people holding hands stir restlessness in his middle, could be traced back to Duo. Reckless, talkative, never-able-to stay-stil, Duo. The way the purple eye'd American had gotten under his skin and managed to stay there frustrated the Japanese drifter to no end.
Hadn't he learned anything from Odin about letting people get too close? Where had his defenses fell when it came to the vibrant 02 pilot?
Heero leaned his head on the side of the wall. He'd played this game before and knew there was no way of winning. So the question was, why did he keep trying to win?
*Because there are some things I'm not willing to lose. *
Heero slipped off the edge of the window seal just as the vid phone on the desk beside him went off.
His dark colored eye brows knotted in a frown under oak wood colored bangs as he sat down and pressed one of the many white buttons on the keyboard.
The face that appeared on the scene was not an expected one and frankly, not a welcomed one.
Heero resisted the urge to openly express the sudden flare of resentment that flooded his mind without warning. But Hildy was already doing a satisfactory job at reflecting what he felt with her open displeasure.
"There's a problem." She bit out.
"What's it got to do with me" he replied in a near growl.
"Its about Duo" she said curtly. "He's in trouble."
*Whens Duo not in trouble...*
"Then why aren't you helping him instead of calling me?"
Something that could have been sadness flashed quickly in Hildy's sky colored eyes. This time her voice held non of its pervious sting.
"Because...he asked for you."
Heero tried to say something but his abilities of communication had became lodged some where between his brain and his lips.
*Asked for me...*
Something indescribable clicked in Heero's head. "Where is he?"
"MO-8"
Heero nodded. "Ninmu ryoukai. "
***************
Hildy stared at the monitor long after it had gone blank. Something in her chest had broken to small pieces. Somehow she knew things where about to take a horrible change, and that she'd finally lost the battle she'd been fighting for years.
"You unfair bastard...Make him happy."
***************
He was out numbered and cornered with four bullets left. Death himself was breathing down his slick with sweat neck.
Duo cursed himself violently for not taking more weapons. He gritted his teeth, willing some plan or opportunity to present it's self. But found none. At his disadvantage, he was as good as any other dead soldier in an unmarked hole in the ground. He clinched his firsts and turned to face the approaching footsteps.
*So...this is finally it for the God of Death eh? What a worthless way to die...*
***************
"It was called Child Six."
"What do you mean?"
Howard released a weary sigh. " When I first drew up the blue prints for it I named it Child Six."
"You made this thing, then why-" Sally started .
"No, no, I didn't build it. I just drew it, though I'll say, I never thought any one would ever bring it to life."
"You think Duo got hold if it?" Asked the Chinese Preventer.
"Wufei!" Sally yelled at him. "Duo couldn't- wouldn't have made such a thing."
The dark eyed man continued to run his eyes over the Sixth Child." Howard?" he propped
The old man hung his head. "There's no telling with all the things that have happened in the last 72 hours,"
Sally bit her lip in thought. "We've got to keep this thing far from Earth and destroy it as soon as possible."
Wufei glared the lifeless metal form. " This MS can't be allowed out in space."
*********
Relena curled up on the large and cold bed like a small child frightened by the dark. In the distance music played. A forgotten memory from a dream she'd had long ago. The blond picked at the white gauze around her arm.
"You should have done it Heero..."
********
end of Chapter Three, Part Three - Soldiers With Unmarked Graves