Puts a bullet proof shield around her. I'm
probably going to get death threats at the end of this chapter hehe.
"What's up Heero?" He asked.
"It's time for dinner Max," he replied.
" Great I'll be down as soon as I finish fixing the stabilizers on this hunk of junk, which will probably take me a couple of hours," he sighed. "Those damn mobile dolls really screwed it up. I mean it's all nice and dandy for you guys you have Gundams and they are much more advanced than the mobile dolls but I'm stuck with a junky Taurus so it's harder to fight mobile dolls."
"Max," Heero said softly.
"Wha?" Duo stopped his rambling.
"Shut up," Heero replied.
Duo did a sharp solute," ok Hee-chan." "Max, don't call me Hee-chan," Said Heero walking out of the hanger.
"All right Hee-chan," Duo called back cheerfully.
Almost.
Max was so much like Duo it was scary. Suddenly he stopped his eyes wide.
Maxine Wells.
Max Wells.
Maxwell?
Could Max be Duo?
He shook his head and mentally chided himself for having such thoughts. Duo was dead. That was that. There was no way Max could be Duo. It was impossible. He let the door close behind him as he entered the safehouse.
Quatre grinned at him as he put a jug of gravy on the table, "Max coming to dinner?" He asked.
"She'll be coming as soon as she finished with her Taurus." Heero replied. He sat down and began serving himself mashed potatoes and chicken.
"I hope you didn't start without me?" Max said hands on her hips as she entered the kitchen.
"You're just in time. Finished with your Taurus?" Heero asked.
"I'll finish it later it's giving me a headache." She replied sitting down on an empty seat. She reached for the plate that held the chicken but WuFei snatched it away from her. "Wait your turn Onna," he said.
Max stuck out her tongue and grabbed the plate from his grasp. Putting two pieces of chicken on her plate she passed it to Trowa who was sitting next to her. They all began to eat. Everyone silent except Max who was chatting her head off and making corny jokes.
Suddenly Heero's computer (which was always near him) beeped. Heero got off his chair and went over to it. He read the message and immediately deleted it. Then he turned to everybody else.
"We have a mission," He said already getting into the "perfect soldier mode."
He and the other's blasted of into the air.
The base which they were supposed to blow up was about two hours away. Being bored Duo decided to start singing. He sung Blink 182's, "All the Small Things," and was halfway through Sugar Ray's "When it's over," when Wufei growled at him to be quiet.
"Sure Wuffie," Duo replied.
"My name is not Wuffie it is Wufei!" Wufei growled.
"Sure Wuffie," Duo replied grinning amiably.
Heero's voice cut through their bantering," we're here."
Mobile dolls poured out of the smoldering base. Within minutes the pilots were engaged in a furious battle against the dolls.
Duo gritted his teeth in annoyance. Mobile dolls swarmed around the Taurus. Duo fired his beam cannon. He hit some but missed most times. Since the stability system was damaged his Taurus was off balance and some shots that should hit their marks were missing. In other words he was in trouble.
Big trouble.
"Damn," he groaned. He couldn't ask for help from any of the other pilots their hands were full with the dolls. The Taurus shuddered violently as a beam from a mobile dolls beam cannon made contact with it. Warning sirens began to blare. A flashing red light on the Taurus' computer was telling Duo that he was severely hit.
"Duh! I think I know that," he growled at it.
From there things went downhill.
Fast.
Duo was thrown against his harness as a mobile doll's beam cannon cut off part of the Taurus' left leg. The straps cut into his chest. He was pretty sure if he got out of this alive he'd have huge red marks crisscrossing his chest from the straps. Somehow he didn't know the Taurus remained standing with only one leg. The mobile dolls pressed the attack like a pack of lions around an injured animal. Duo fired the beam cannon but the shot went wild hitting nothing.
Duo's eyes widened in horror. He knew he was going to die.
Again.
"Well atleast I can go out in a blaze of glory. "Sorry to steal your way of trying to kill yourself Heero." He said softly. Atleast he be able to take some mobile dolls with him.
He turned his eyes on the little screen with Heero's face on it. "I love you," he whispered.
Then he pressed the self destruct button.
"Max!" He cried.
He fought through the mobile dolls to get to spot where the Taurus had exploded. After what seemed like an eternity he got to the spot. Nothing was left of the Taurus except a heap of rubble.
Heero jumped down from Wing Zero and began to dig furiously looking for Max. He found her. She was so bloodstained and dirty he could barely recognize her. Her black hair had fallen out of its usual braid and was bloodstained and caked with grime. He gently held her against his chest. Softly he pushed her bangs out of her face. Her eyes were closed and her face was so pale he thought she was dead. As if she was reading his thoughts her eyelids fluttered.
"Hey Heero," she said weakly.
"Hey Max," He replied.
"I'm gonna die aren't I?" she asked.
"No you won't Max," He replied.
She laughed bitterly, "don't lie to me Heero. I know I'm gonna die."
"Max," Heero said softly.
"You know it's weird," she said laughing softly. Her laugh turned to a cough. Blood appeared at the corner of her mouth, "I died in your arms last time too. But I never got to finish saying what I wanted to. Heero I love you. I always will forever." She touched his cheek gently. "Good-bye," she said and closed her eyes.
"Max," Heero said his eyes filling with tears.
Then it hit him.
It wasn't Max.
It was Duo.
"Duo, please don't leave me not again!" Heero begged.
Duo didn't answer Heero. He was dead.
"No!" Heero screamed.
He had lost Duo.
Again.