Sorry it's taken so long to get this out . . . standard disclaimers apply.
Onto Chapter Three
Heero was getting ready to hack into Oz again when Quatre ran past the door, in the direction
Duo had left. Curious he got up and ran after him, wondering what had made the small pilot run
that fast.
He followed as Quatre didn't hesitate to where he was going. Soon enough the small pilot grabbed
a door frame and swung into a room. He was close enough behind that he saw a cloaked figure grab
Duo and disappear into a mist.
Quatre called out Duo's name hoping to get his attention, when that didn't work he sunk to the
ground. He sensed Heero behind him and called out, "At least you can't call me crazy." He
noticed the picture of him and Duo on the floor and wondered why Duo had pulled that out.
Glancing around he saw the frame that held the reason.
Carefully Quatre took the picture out of the frame and looked at the back. One the back in a
scrawl near the one had now were the words 'Best Friends for all Eternity.' A hand clasped him
on the shoulder startling him, for he had totally forgotten about Heero.
"We'd better get back to the others and figure out how to get him back." Heero didn't let it
show just how the abduction affected him; a perfect soldier has no need for friends. 'Then why
do I feel like I failed to protect Duo?'
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Duo slowly regained his senses again, his head pounding. He went to rub his head and found his
hands strapped down. He was tied to a chair by his hands and legs, next to him was a bed that
looked like it hasn't been used for ages. At the end of the bed was a music box shaped like a
monkey.
As he watched the monkey started to bang its cymbals together and music came from the box it was
standing on. Something about its song disturbed him and he started to try and get untied.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said a voice from behind him. "I am a patient man, but my
patience can be tried. Even this close I can't tell if you are my darling Christine, so I have
one option left. I must bring the other one from your group here."
Duo's mind raced, trying to figure out what this madman was talking about, and who the other one
was. It wasn't much longer before his captor started talking again, "it HAS to be one of you
two. The other three are much to quiet and serious."
The color left Duo's face as he realized his captor was going after Quatre next. He was trying
to figure out a way to get out of the bonds when darkness came over him. Erik had put him to
sleep so he wouldn't have to worry about one of his prizes leaving him. He went back to his
scrying mirror and waited to get the other one alone.
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The four remaining pilots gathered in room they had set up with their equipment. Heero and
Quatre informed the others to what had happened. Trowa decided to share the information he had
found earlier.
When he was done, Quatre was a little surprised at how long he spoke. Wufei felt inclined to be
skeptical, but decided that since both Trowa and Heero felt that it was indeed a phantom he could
believe so too. Since it was getting late at night and they weren't for sure where the secret
passages were, they decided to get some sleep and start first thing in the morning. Oz be
damned, their comrade is more important right now.
They also agreed to sleep in the same room with a person on watch at all times. Trowa got first
watch, Quatre second, then Heero, and finally Wufei. They settled in that room since it was big
enough for all of them. Heero and Wufei fell asleep pretty fast, but Quatre kept wondering how
Duo was doing.
As if sensing Quatre's thoughts Trowa spoke to him gently, "he'll be okay. We'll find him soon,
but you need to sleep now."
It reassured Quatre enough to be able to sleep, but not before muttering his thanks. Once he had
fallen asleep Trowa started to think about the picture from the dressing room. It was too much
of a coincident to the one he found. He pulled the picture out of his pocket and touched it
lightly, almost lovingly.
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Back in his lair Erik was making plans to take the other pilot . . .
Onto Chapter Three
Heero was getting ready to hack into Oz again when Quatre ran past the door, in the direction
Duo had left. Curious he got up and ran after him, wondering what had made the small pilot run
that fast.
He followed as Quatre didn't hesitate to where he was going. Soon enough the small pilot grabbed
a door frame and swung into a room. He was close enough behind that he saw a cloaked figure grab
Duo and disappear into a mist.
Quatre called out Duo's name hoping to get his attention, when that didn't work he sunk to the
ground. He sensed Heero behind him and called out, "At least you can't call me crazy." He
noticed the picture of him and Duo on the floor and wondered why Duo had pulled that out.
Glancing around he saw the frame that held the reason.
Carefully Quatre took the picture out of the frame and looked at the back. One the back in a
scrawl near the one had now were the words 'Best Friends for all Eternity.' A hand clasped him
on the shoulder startling him, for he had totally forgotten about Heero.
"We'd better get back to the others and figure out how to get him back." Heero didn't let it
show just how the abduction affected him; a perfect soldier has no need for friends. 'Then why
do I feel like I failed to protect Duo?'
________________
Duo slowly regained his senses again, his head pounding. He went to rub his head and found his
hands strapped down. He was tied to a chair by his hands and legs, next to him was a bed that
looked like it hasn't been used for ages. At the end of the bed was a music box shaped like a
monkey.
As he watched the monkey started to bang its cymbals together and music came from the box it was
standing on. Something about its song disturbed him and he started to try and get untied.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said a voice from behind him. "I am a patient man, but my
patience can be tried. Even this close I can't tell if you are my darling Christine, so I have
one option left. I must bring the other one from your group here."
Duo's mind raced, trying to figure out what this madman was talking about, and who the other one
was. It wasn't much longer before his captor started talking again, "it HAS to be one of you
two. The other three are much to quiet and serious."
The color left Duo's face as he realized his captor was going after Quatre next. He was trying
to figure out a way to get out of the bonds when darkness came over him. Erik had put him to
sleep so he wouldn't have to worry about one of his prizes leaving him. He went back to his
scrying mirror and waited to get the other one alone.
________________
The four remaining pilots gathered in room they had set up with their equipment. Heero and
Quatre informed the others to what had happened. Trowa decided to share the information he had
found earlier.
When he was done, Quatre was a little surprised at how long he spoke. Wufei felt inclined to be
skeptical, but decided that since both Trowa and Heero felt that it was indeed a phantom he could
believe so too. Since it was getting late at night and they weren't for sure where the secret
passages were, they decided to get some sleep and start first thing in the morning. Oz be
damned, their comrade is more important right now.
They also agreed to sleep in the same room with a person on watch at all times. Trowa got first
watch, Quatre second, then Heero, and finally Wufei. They settled in that room since it was big
enough for all of them. Heero and Wufei fell asleep pretty fast, but Quatre kept wondering how
Duo was doing.
As if sensing Quatre's thoughts Trowa spoke to him gently, "he'll be okay. We'll find him soon,
but you need to sleep now."
It reassured Quatre enough to be able to sleep, but not before muttering his thanks. Once he had
fallen asleep Trowa started to think about the picture from the dressing room. It was too much
of a coincident to the one he found. He pulled the picture out of his pocket and touched it
lightly, almost lovingly.
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Back in his lair Erik was making plans to take the other pilot . . .