Perspectives of the War
Or
Final Battles
Part 5
Final Mission
By Maverick
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and it's characters do not belong to me…no matter how talented I say I am…which I am not.
The war was…over.
Heero Yuy dropped from his Gundam with a thud. He hadn't the energy to move, but, when he saw Duo's body, he gasped, suddenly finding the strength to go to him.
Heero felt tears tug at his eyes, pulling his lips down into a frown. He picked up Duo's body in his arms.
"Duo…" he muttered. /Why?"/
Then, he did something that he'd never done before.
Heero put his head on Duo's, that was becoming cold as the blood dried on it, and he muttered to God.
"God, " he started. "Take care of Duo…that's all I ask. I don't know why he had to die…but, just…"
He couldn't find the words to finish.
He looked up at the sky again, anger filling him.
"Why?" he cried out. "Why did you do this? How could you take his life? How could you let him die? Why weren't you there?"
Tears stopped him from saying any more.
Suddenly, he knew…he didn't want to live to see the end of the war like this. First Wufei, then Quatre, and now Duo.
"*I* was supposed to be the one who would give up my life for peace!" Heero screamed. "I was supposed to die…not them!"
He wiped away the sweat on his forehead, and reached down to the holster he kept strapped to his leg. Slowly, he withdrew the gun.
"I don't want to live." He whispered as he brought the weapon to his temple.
"*This* is my final mission."
He kept his eyes open, waiting for his own finger to pull the trigger.
/Odin…/
Heero paused. That name….he's heard that name…
/Odin…/
What was that name?
/Odin Lowe…/
That was….
/Odin Lowe Junior/
…his name.
He slowly turned his head to find where the voice was coming from. The light that greeted him caused him to gasp and drop the gun. The figure that gave off the silver streams brought back memories.
"Mother…" he said slowly.
He stood, staggering with the injuries he had, but, slowly, he stood up straight, looking at his mother.
"Mother…" he muttered again.
The women with soft brown eyes and dark hair held out her arms, and, Heero, compelled by her welcome-ness, fell into them. Instantly, warmth and light filled his body. Suddenly, Heero collapsed.
His mother knelt beside him, keeping him from tipping to the ground.
"Odin, what were you going to do?" She questioned, even though she knew.
When Heero didn't reply, she continued.
"Odin, you don't want to die." She stated. "Why would you do that?"
Heero looked at his mother. Grief overtook him.
"They're dead, mama…" he muttered like a small, scared child. For once, he let all his guard down, allowing weakness to show. "I don't want to live…I should be the one who is dead."
The women embraced her son.
"You must go on." She whispered to him. "You must continue to live. You are needed. You have much ahead of you. You have more missions to complete…they may not be to do what you were trained for, but, they are missions nonetheless."
Heero buried his face into his mother's shoulder.
"I've missed you mama."
"I've missed you too, Odin."
Heero felt the light fade around him, and the warmth was once again replaced by the cold death around him. But, now, Heero saw the end of the war. He walked back to where Duo lay and picked him up. As he carried him away from the rubble, he heard someone call to him.
"Heero!"
He looked up to see Trowa. The tall boy jogged up to him. His face was sad when he saw Duo.
"The wars over, Heero." He stated, his eyes flicking up to meet Heero's.
The soldier nodded.
"But, " he added. "Please…my name is Odin…Odin Lowe, Jr."
Trowa nodded, understanding him. The two carried Duo away, waiting to see what would happen next.
* * * *
Trowa and Heero, now known as Odin, held a proper burial for Duo, and had gravestones put up next to his for Quatre and Wufei. Every so often, they would visit them, remembering all that the three had done to end the war.
Trowa and Odin continued on with their lives. Trowa returned to the circus, and to Catherine.
Odin found his mother's grave, and laid flowers on it every week. He would always wonder if he actually saw her, or if he was just delirious. Either way, he knew that she had saved him.
And she was right.
He did have more missions.
But, he did have a final one.
His mission was to be happy.
And, after many years…after finding love…after raising children…after seeing peace…
"Mission accomplished."
~~owari~~
There, that is the end. I hope you all enjoyed this fic. It took a lot out of me…well, no, it didn't. Anywho, if you liked it, please tell me…or at least give me some constructive criticism. Thanx. ;)