"Hey, what's going on, anyway?" asked Duo, as he turned to Wufei, who appeared to be uptight.
"Don't you get it Maxwell?! We only had four minutes to escape because Barton and I planted explosives throughout the mansion! In less than two minutes, it will be destroyed!"
"How could you let him go back in there?"
"What, you expected me to tell him to leave Winner behind?"
"Well...no..."
"Listen up, Maxwell, we saw your gundam somewhere behind the mansion. I want you and Yuy to get in it, and leave. I know you can fit two people in there if you tried. Now get going!" Duo nodded, and ran off, with Heero following him.
Trowa Barton ran through the hallway, as swiftly as he could, looking left and right for his missing friend. Finally, he found him, lying on the floor. His injury had obviously slowed him down greatly. "Trowa," he whispered, "I can't run any further. Leave me behind. If you take me, we won't be fast enough and we'll get cau-" He didn't get to finish his sentence, though, as Trowa picked
Quatre up from the from, swung him over his shoulder, and began to once again hurry down the hallway, with only less than a minute left, before time ran out. "Trowa...why...are you..." Quatre sighed. He knew he wasn't going to get an answer about anything until they made it safely out of the mansion. Some guards were out in the hall by now. He was sure their bombs had been discovered. He didn't have time to deal with them, though. He simply jumped out of their way, and continued onward.
I must hurry, thought Trowa; I only have fifteen seconds left!
Meanwhile, Joseph Opelt still sat in his library, while the guards rushed around the mansion. Sure, he had been informed of the bombs, but they could not be moved, nor deactivated without them going off. He was quite a ways from any kind of exit, and he was sure the gundam pilots were outside of the mansion. So, if he were to leave, they were sure to pounce on him. The guards weren't going to leave either, not only for that reason, but they were not going to leave Opelt in the mansion. How loyal they were!
He looked up at the ceiling, as he leaned back in his chair. I expected this, he thought. Was a million dollars worth this much to him? His life? No, it wasn't. The only reason why he really wanted the money was not only he could get out of debt without selling his house, but, for his dear cousin, Lantanna. After her family went broke, he had offered her a place to stay, but she had to leave her family behind. If all of them came, they would be so much harder to take care of.
So, Lantanna, loving her cousin very much, came to stay with Opelt. Thought he didn't have much money at the time, he did have an excellent mansion. Also, he promised her money, and beautiful clothes. Much better than what her husband had to offer. Sure, she loved her husband very much, and it wasn't like she was leaving him for good. She had been told that she could go back to her family after they had gotten some money for the both of them. So, Lantanna completely committed herself to working with Opelt until their debts were paid. Opelt leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling. "Lantanna."
Trowa leaped out of the mansion, threw Quatre and himself down on the grass, as Opelt closed his eyes, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Lantanna, for never being able to offer you anything. I'm so awful, and dishonorable." Then, the time hit zero, and a terrible sound echoed through the woods that night, as windows shattered, and men screamed. Smoke went everywhere, but somewhere through it, Trowa saw Deathscythe fly through the skies. He was pretty sure what Duo was thinking.
No dungeon can hold Shinigami.
Epilogue
Heero Yuy sat at the kitchen table, with his head in his hands. Duo finally got something decent to eat, and Quatre's injuries were starting to heal. Today, Duo was making up for his kitchen duties that he missed while he was gone. Heero looked out of window, deep in thought. It was amazing how so much could happen in so little time. He was glad Duo was safe, though he didn't admit it, to himself, or anyone else. Duo certainly considered him his best friend, but Heero rarely thought that, until just a few days earlier. His thoughts had changed since then.
His thoughts were disturbed when he heard Wufei yell, "I'm not eating this, Maxwell!" The Chinese got up from the table, with his plate of uneaten, burnt food.
"Fine, then! I guess you'll just go without lunch today!"
"I guess I will!" The plate "slipped" out of Wufei's hand, and onto the floor. Smash!
"Wufei, clean that up, and throw it away...now!"
"I will not throw this mess away."
"Then eat it!" Duo pointed to the mixture of food and glass on the floor. "EAT IT NOW!" Heero watched with slight amusement, as the two began to argue furiously. Finally, he knew he had enough.
"Will you two just SHUT-UP?!" Two pairs of eyes silently looked at Heero. He shook his head, and continued staring out of the window. "Wufei, clean up the mess." Wufei slowly nodded, and began to do so. Yep, thought Heero, everything is back to normal...unfortunately.
Disclaimer: I don't the own any of the characters from this previous story, except for Joseph Opelt, and Lantanna. The folks in Japan do, so please don't sue me!
Well, how did you like it? Good, okay, bad? Please! I must know!
"Don't you get it Maxwell?! We only had four minutes to escape because Barton and I planted explosives throughout the mansion! In less than two minutes, it will be destroyed!"
"How could you let him go back in there?"
"What, you expected me to tell him to leave Winner behind?"
"Well...no..."
"Listen up, Maxwell, we saw your gundam somewhere behind the mansion. I want you and Yuy to get in it, and leave. I know you can fit two people in there if you tried. Now get going!" Duo nodded, and ran off, with Heero following him.
Trowa Barton ran through the hallway, as swiftly as he could, looking left and right for his missing friend. Finally, he found him, lying on the floor. His injury had obviously slowed him down greatly. "Trowa," he whispered, "I can't run any further. Leave me behind. If you take me, we won't be fast enough and we'll get cau-" He didn't get to finish his sentence, though, as Trowa picked
Quatre up from the from, swung him over his shoulder, and began to once again hurry down the hallway, with only less than a minute left, before time ran out. "Trowa...why...are you..." Quatre sighed. He knew he wasn't going to get an answer about anything until they made it safely out of the mansion. Some guards were out in the hall by now. He was sure their bombs had been discovered. He didn't have time to deal with them, though. He simply jumped out of their way, and continued onward.
I must hurry, thought Trowa; I only have fifteen seconds left!
Meanwhile, Joseph Opelt still sat in his library, while the guards rushed around the mansion. Sure, he had been informed of the bombs, but they could not be moved, nor deactivated without them going off. He was quite a ways from any kind of exit, and he was sure the gundam pilots were outside of the mansion. So, if he were to leave, they were sure to pounce on him. The guards weren't going to leave either, not only for that reason, but they were not going to leave Opelt in the mansion. How loyal they were!
He looked up at the ceiling, as he leaned back in his chair. I expected this, he thought. Was a million dollars worth this much to him? His life? No, it wasn't. The only reason why he really wanted the money was not only he could get out of debt without selling his house, but, for his dear cousin, Lantanna. After her family went broke, he had offered her a place to stay, but she had to leave her family behind. If all of them came, they would be so much harder to take care of.
So, Lantanna, loving her cousin very much, came to stay with Opelt. Thought he didn't have much money at the time, he did have an excellent mansion. Also, he promised her money, and beautiful clothes. Much better than what her husband had to offer. Sure, she loved her husband very much, and it wasn't like she was leaving him for good. She had been told that she could go back to her family after they had gotten some money for the both of them. So, Lantanna completely committed herself to working with Opelt until their debts were paid. Opelt leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling. "Lantanna."
Trowa leaped out of the mansion, threw Quatre and himself down on the grass, as Opelt closed his eyes, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Lantanna, for never being able to offer you anything. I'm so awful, and dishonorable." Then, the time hit zero, and a terrible sound echoed through the woods that night, as windows shattered, and men screamed. Smoke went everywhere, but somewhere through it, Trowa saw Deathscythe fly through the skies. He was pretty sure what Duo was thinking.
No dungeon can hold Shinigami.
Epilogue
Heero Yuy sat at the kitchen table, with his head in his hands. Duo finally got something decent to eat, and Quatre's injuries were starting to heal. Today, Duo was making up for his kitchen duties that he missed while he was gone. Heero looked out of window, deep in thought. It was amazing how so much could happen in so little time. He was glad Duo was safe, though he didn't admit it, to himself, or anyone else. Duo certainly considered him his best friend, but Heero rarely thought that, until just a few days earlier. His thoughts had changed since then.
His thoughts were disturbed when he heard Wufei yell, "I'm not eating this, Maxwell!" The Chinese got up from the table, with his plate of uneaten, burnt food.
"Fine, then! I guess you'll just go without lunch today!"
"I guess I will!" The plate "slipped" out of Wufei's hand, and onto the floor. Smash!
"Wufei, clean that up, and throw it away...now!"
"I will not throw this mess away."
"Then eat it!" Duo pointed to the mixture of food and glass on the floor. "EAT IT NOW!" Heero watched with slight amusement, as the two began to argue furiously. Finally, he knew he had enough.
"Will you two just SHUT-UP?!" Two pairs of eyes silently looked at Heero. He shook his head, and continued staring out of the window. "Wufei, clean up the mess." Wufei slowly nodded, and began to do so. Yep, thought Heero, everything is back to normal...unfortunately.
Disclaimer: I don't the own any of the characters from this previous story, except for Joseph Opelt, and Lantanna. The folks in Japan do, so please don't sue me!
Well, how did you like it? Good, okay, bad? Please! I must know!