Chapter 2 – Trowa
Not wanting to look at the three guys that had just barged into my room, I kept my arm extended, and stared at Duo as his life slowly and painfully left his body. Blood started leaking out of the wound, and it trickled down the sided of his chest, staining my sheets. (Not like I cared, anyway. He was the most annoying out of all of them.) "What the fuck did you do?!" I heard Trowa shout. I slowly lowered my arm, and shifted my eyes to see the three other pilots with terror and worry written across their faces. "Trowa…you're a smart boy." I said, smirking. "You should know. …I killed him." "What?! Why?!" Trowa yelled. "I have my reasons…I don't need to explain myself to you…especially you, Trowa." I said dryly. I needed a new weapon for Trowa. He was going to be one of the hardest to dispose of, but I was crafty, and didn't worry much. I pushed Wufei out of my way as I headed for the door. Smirking even more, I headed for the kitchen. Would a knife work? No…he gets knives thrown at him almost every day. I headed towards Duo's room, and found a chain on his dresser. That was perfect. Walking into the living room, I could hear my fellow pilots talking about me. "I can't believe Heero would do such a terrible thing…" Quatre said softly. From where I was standing, I couldn't see the tears forming in his eyes, but noticed them when Trowa wiped one away. "Do you think he'll kill all of us?" Trowa asked. "He wouldn't dare." Wufei told him. "Don't be so sure." Trowa said to him. "He's not his normal self. He is…to put it blandly…insane. Even though it sounds odd coming from me, I'm…very worried. What if he decides to start after all of us?" They were worried about me! Hah! It doesn't matter anyway. They're going to die whether they like it or not! …Then I'll finally be able to rest in peace. But that's for later. I have to take all of them out first. Trying not to be heard, I clenched the chain in my fist, making sure it doesn't make a sound. "Where is Yuy, anyway?" Wufei asked. "Wait…nobody knows where he is!?" Quatre yelled. "This isn't good!" "Then let's split up and look for him." Trowa suggested. "Wufei, you take the attic. Quatre can search the basement. I'll stand ground here." "No!" Quatre shouted nervously. "Make sure you're armed." Trowa continued, ignoring Quatre. "I know for a fact he is. Don't let your guard down for a second, and you should be fine. If you're in any trouble, yell. We'll all come to help you." "Understood." Wufei said. "I never had strong intentions of following orders from you, Barton, but this seems to be the best way to handle things." "Let's move out." Trowa told them. I hid in the bathroom, not wanting to kill one when the other two were still around. Wufei went to his room, grabbed his katana, and went up to the attic. Trowa and Quatre both grabbed their guns, and before Quatre went down into the basement, Trowa had to give him a few words of encouragement. Trowa walked back into the living room, and I mimicked his every move from behind, not getting caught. When he finally stood still, I snuck up behind him and strangled him with Duo's silver chain. I turned around and pushed Trowa up against the closest wall. "Try and scream for help, Trowa." I told him, pushing the chain tighter against his neck. Being the clever bastard he was, he caught me off guard and kicked me directly in the balls. Damn him. He caught his breath and screamed, "Wufei! Quatre! He's here! I need backup!" But I regained my strength quickly, (considering he didn't kick me that hard) and swung the chain, hitting Trowa's temple dead on. He fell to the ground unconscious, and I ran into the kitchen, picked up a knife, and was able to stab him in the back before Wufei and Quatre could stop me. I left it in and backed away. I turned toward the two boys that just ran into the room…and all I did was give them both a twisted grin of satisfaction and insanity.