Author's Note: Yes I have finally finished this fic!! So without further ado read the last two parts. And please tell me what you think. :)

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A wingless Heero knelt down next to Trowa who lay sprawled across the floor.

"Trowa," Heero asked in a hoarse voice. "Can you move?"

Trowa nodded slowly. With a thought his wings sank back into his back and he attempted to move his legs, they moved very slowly. "It will wear off soon. It seems he didn't mean to completely incapacitate me."

Heero closed his eyes and clenched his fists. "He's going after Treize by himself, that baka! He'll be killed." Heero helped Trowa stand to his feet and helped him to a chair where he could flex his leg muscles and get them back to normal faster. Trowa sat down in the chair and laid both his hands on his knees, letting strings of red energy lace around his legs. A second later he was able to stand.

"Do you think he expects us to follow him?" Trowa asked quietly.

"It doesn't matter, we can't. We don't know where the black angels' hideout is. We can't follow him now."

Trowa nodded and frowned in thought. "Then we need to come up with another plan. Perhaps Wufei..."

"I can help."

Heero and Trowa looked up to find Wufei standing in the door, his arms crossed and a tight look on his face. Heero moved to say something but Wufei held up his hand for silence.

"I realize you told me to leave, and I did. However I know Duo better then both of you and I knew that it was only a matter of time before he went off to face Treize by himself. That baka has to have a death wish."

Trowa's eyes narrowed. "You know we won't trust you, so why did you bother coming back?"

Wufei sighed softly. "As much as I hate doing things like this and not taking the most direct and honorable route to victory I have to admit that in this situation that is not acceptable. Whether you trust me or not you need my help. I'm the only one here who knows where Treize is and where Duo is going. Duo is not… as stupid as he sounds." Wufei paused as if it took effort to admit these things about the one he'd called his brother, and perhaps it did take an effort to admit the truth. "He'll risk his life without a second thought if he thinks it will save you. His friendship is quite a thing to be reckoned with."

Heero nodded slowly. "You'll show us to where they are?"

Wufei gave a short nod of agreement. "In this we agree, Treize deserves to pay for what he has done."

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The large oak door slid open and the shadowy figure with four wings stepped inside. Without a second thought to the pitch black room Duo went straight for his scythe. He knew exactly where on the wall Treize kept it, and he didn't care that he couldn't see what was in the room. He figured that if he could get to the scythe even before Treize noticed him (provided he was even in the room) then the battle was his. But as he moved stealthy toward the back wall and reached behind one of the tapestries… his scythe wasn't there.

"Shimatta." Duo hissed softly. The lights around him in the room flew on, flames appearing upon all the candles at once. Duo didn't even bother to turn around, he knew Treize sat behind him on the bed.

"Shinigami, I didn't expect you back so soon. How did you manage to get away from your friends so quickly?"

Duo turned slowly, a sly smirk crossing his face and his violet eyes glowing with eagerness to fight. "What makes you think I came alone?" He asked softly.

Treize slid off the bed and wrapped the red silk robe around his body in one fluid motion. Duo's eyes immediately spotted the long metal rod that was his deathscythe lying across the bed. Treize followed his eyes and glanced back at him.

"I know you too well, Shinigami. And your friends would never have allowed you to do something this foolish if they had a choice." He locked eyes with Duo and his four black wings unfurled from his back in the dancing candle light. "Coming here alone _is_ very foolish."

Duo shrugged, making quite clear that he didn't care if he was being foolish.

Treize's eyes narrowed and suddenly they crackled violently with a pearly white energy. Lightning fast trails shot out from his eyes and hit Duo square in the chest, causing him to double over and drop to his knees with a gasp. Duo coughed and held his chest, but looked back up at Treize defiantly.

"You don't even know my true name or my powers. Only the most foolish human would come to face me without a plan of attack."

Duo forced out a laugh and pushed himself back to his feet. "Yeah, well, I do my best work when I improvise." With that final word he locked eyes with Treize and his own purple energy began to crackle around his body. Duo reached forward into the air and the scythe jumped into the air, flying straight for him.

Unfortunately Treize reached out and snatched it from the air before it could reach him. "You will not be needing this." Treize brought the metal rod down and snapped it over one of his knees, the rod shattered like glass across the floor.

Duo silently cursed. Oh great, now what? Now how was he supposed to fight Treize? He knew for a fact that his power to disable people's bodies wouldn't work on Treize, he was too powerful. So then what? He needed time to think, and space to stall while he did. The bed room certainly wasn't large enough. Duo took a deep breath and darted for the door, straight past Treize. Moving as fast as he could, without glancing back he raced out of the large old fashioned house into the front lawn, where he almost collided with Quatre. Duo threw himself to the ground to avoid hitting the boy.

"Duo." Quatre hissed softly.

Duo's eyes widened and he looked up at the blond boy with his glossy bone wings. He swallowed. "Quatre! I know what happened! I know what happened to your wings."

Quatre smirked softly. "Oh really? Funny, so do I. Treize told me the truth after it happened. I've known for a long time, which is why I didn't stop you when you went with my brother."

That revelation floored Duo and for a moment he just crouched there on the ground, halfway between standing and sitting. "You… you knew it would happen to him too?"

Quatre nodded once.

"He's your own brother!" Duo yelled angrily. "How could you let that happen to him!?"

"How could they let it happen to me?!" Quatre screamed back. "Trowa knew what would happen and yet he didn't stop himself! I know all about your 'old rules', Shinigami! I know that you weren't supposed to interfere directly with the 'lower' races. That means your kind can not make contact with my kind… or we will die because of it. What was that? Some kind of sick joke? Does your kind enjoy seeing us suffer?"

Duo shook his head, but didn't meet Quatre's eyes. "I don't know, Quatre. What do you want me to say? Those laws were made so long ago no one even remembers where they came from."

"That's no excuse!"

Duo backed away and sighed, for the moment completely forgetting about Treize. "Quatre, I honestly didn't know. And I don't think Trowa did either, or he never would have done such a thing. You can't blame them for ignorance."

Quatre's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Shut up."

Duo opened his mouth again but cried out as a blast of pearly energy hit him square in the chest and threw him backward into a tree. Duo crumbled to the ground coughing and his head spinning. The entire world around him spun like a pinwheel and his head ached. He blinked rapidly but all he could see were multiple images of Treize walking past Quatre toward him. Duo coughed and grasped onto the ground below him, trying to force the world to stop spinning, he was starting to feel sick.

"You've out lived your usefulness, Shinigami, and become quite an annoyance."

Duo groaned in pain and rolled onto his side, pulling Lybra out from his robes. Swallowing hard he took the strange artifact and held it in both hands, out toward Treize. Treize stopped walking toward him, watching the artifact in Duo's hands with wariness.

"You plan to use that on me?"

Duo tried to answer but his throat ached and his head still spun. Instead he nodded slowly and narrowed his eyes. Trying to hide the fact that he couldn't tell which Treize was the real one thanks to his head injury.

Treize chuckled softly and he knelt down near Duo. "You don't even know how to use it."

"It can't be that hard," Duo choked out. "You really want to try your luck?"

"Given your record of winning gambles? I'd say I have a pretty good chance." Treize moved forward toward Lybra, white energy crackling from his hand and eyes as he reached for it. Duo swallowed, realizing his bluff had failed and he didn't have a back up plan.

As Treize's hand moved toward Lybra small darts of red energy hit Lybra and Duo's hand. Duo cried out as Lybra was knocked across the field and Heero dropped in a roll to the ground, snatching it up and whirling around to face Treize. Trowa and Wufei landed a few seconds later, all facing Treize with angry eyes. Duo slumped back against the tree in relief and silently pleaded for his head to stop spinning, he felt like he was going to throw up.

Zechs stepped out of the large house to aid them but Wufei immediately launched himself toward the wingless angel and knocked him to the ground.

"Treize is in a duel, you will not interfere." Wufei's eyes narrowed and yet he smirked softly. "Your fight is with me, brother."

Meanwhile Trowa immediately turned to Quatre, who stood silent, just watching all of them. Trowa left Heero to take care of Treize and Duo and started walking toward Quatre.

*

Quatre narrowed his eyes as Trowa came toward him, yet didn't move. Instead he just watched his old childhood friend for his reactions. Quatre became oblivious to the fight behind Trowa between Treize and Heero and all his attention went to Trowa. He watched as Trowa's eyes traveled over his bone wings and rest finally on his face, looking sad.

"Quatre…"

"Is that pity in your eyes? After what you did to me?" Quatre hissed softly.

Trowa froze. "What? Who told you that I knew?"

"Treize, he explained everything to me. About the Old Ones, about Lybra, about your whole bloody race! You knew you weren't supposed to touch my kind and yet you did, and this is the price we pay for your not listening. I have to live like this for my entire life!"

Trowa shook his head. "Quatre, that's not tr-"

"Shut up!" Quatre pulled the blade from his belt and darted forward, screaming in rage as he raced for Trowa. Trowa merely caught the blade in his hand, the blood sliding across his palms to the ground, and tore it from Quatre's grasp. The blade lodged itself in a tree somewhere behind them as Trowa moved forward and wrapped his arms around a struggling and angry Quatre.

"Let me go!" Quatre cried out, hitting and kicking him, tearing at him with his bone wings.

"No," Trowa whispered softly. He closed his eyes against Quatre's onslaught of screams and hitting and kicking and just held the blond tightly. "I never want to let go of you, don't you understand?"

Quatre barred his teeth in a low growl. "So you'd kill me just so you could hold me in your arms?!"

"Never. I could never hurt you." With those words Trowa let go of Quatre and took a step back, dropping to his knees and hanging his head.

Quatre stood up and just looked at him, the anger still plain on his face, yet so was his confusion.

"I never meant to hurt you, but if you think I did then I'm sorry."

"You think that's good enough?" Quatre hissed.

Trowa shook his head sadly. Glancing to the side he sent a line of red energy out to where Quatre's sword was lodged in a tree and the sword floated back toward them. The sword landed in Quatre's hands.

"Do as you see fit. If what happened to you truly is my fault then I deserve your vengeance." With those words Trowa hung his head again, like a prisoner accepting execution.

Quatre's eyes narrowed and his expression went dead. He raised his sword.

**

Treize watched Heero with amusement, his eyes intent on the object clutched in Heero's hands. Heero's wings shone in the moon light from his back, the red covering the majority of what should have been white feathers. Heero was well aware he was showing Treize his weakness but Lybra had been more important and there wasn't much he could do now about showing his wings.

"So I see it hit you as well." Treize said with a smirk. "It seems Shinigami did his job after all."

Heero said nothing, he just crouched there, his eyes on Treize. Silently he pleaded with himself, pleaded that the next attack wouldn't hit him any time soon, it would leave him completely vulnerable to Treize. He allowed his eyes to catch a glimpse of Duo for a second then return to Treize. Duo lay on the ground near the tree, blood slowly dripping from a wound in the back of his head, darkening his light brown hair. He was still conscious, that Heero could tell, but his body trembled ever so slightly and Heero figured he was still suffering from his hard impact with the tree.

Treize took a step toward him and Heero jumped back a step quickly, his eyes narrowing.

"I know how to cure the blood wings, I wasn't in time to save your brother or Milliardo, but if we act quickly we can change yours."

"I will not give you Lybra," Heero hissed.

"Even if I can use it to save your brother and your love?" Treize nodded toward Duo. "He took a pretty bad hit, if you leave him lying there he'll die."

Heero didn't move, he just stood there. No matter what he didn't trust Treize, and he never would. "If you can use Lybra to help them so can I."

"No, sadly that is not true. Lybra is an ancient tool of the Old Ones and as is such only we can use it."

Heero shook his head. He didn't believe Treize, there was no reason for him to. But… his eyes moved to glance at Duo again, seeing his black winged love trembling slightly on the early morning dewed grass. But Treize had a point about Duo, the blood was flowing faster now from his head and he would die soon of blood loss if something wasn't done. Heero silently cursed, he didn't have time to just stand around and engage in a battle of wits with Treize, he needed a way out. And he needed it fast!

Heero turned his eyes back to Treize, who calmly stood in his silk red robe, just watching and waiting. His face was blank save for the smallest hint of a smirk. Heero's eyes narrowed even more. That smug son-of-a-human had all a life time to wait, and Heero knew that with the speed of his attacks, he had an hour at most, most likely not even that. His wings still throbbed from the last attack and it was getting to his head, he couldn't think, he couldn't come up with anything to do.

And if things weren't worse enough the next attack just had to hit him there. Heero's body jerked violently and he was thrown to the ground, smashing his face into the ground before he could catch himself. Gasping for air he managed to push himself into a kneeling position before the attack hit him full force. And this time he couldn't hold in the scream.