Title: Foreboding [Prolouge 1/3]
Author: Shinigamis Little Silencer (shinigamis_little_silencer@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: Yadda and I don't own them...blah.
Notes: Yay for me...back to angst. *sighs* I was looking around my computer and found this little beauty lying around. This is a songfic. It's done to 'Empty Chairs at Empty Tables' from Les Miserables
Pairings: None in this part.
Archived: GWNation
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Foreboding
Duo paced back and forth in the living room. A new mission. It was something so normal, something expected. But somehow, a feeling gawned at him. He wasn't afraid...he knew that, but there was just something else. A feeling of...Duo couldn't think of the word and it was driving him crazy.
Just then Heero walked in the room. "Foreboding," he mumbled, nearly too low for Duo to hear. But Duo did hear. Heero had given him the exact word he was looking for. "Yeah, foreboding," Duo muttered reflectively. It suddenly occured to him that Heero, in voicing the very word he was looking for, was feeling the same way.
Duo's gaze fell upon the thinking form of the Wing pilot. Heero, of all people, was feeling strange. Duo shook it off. The only way to get through this was to just...do it. It would be over before they knew it and all five of them would be at home again. Duo turned from the living room and started to walk to his room when Heero's voice stopped him. "Duo?" Duo turned to face his friend. "Yeah? What's up, Heero?" Duo watched as Heero's countenance underwent a series of small emotional shifts. He sighed. "Nevermind." Duo watched him for a second more, then turned and left the room.
Three hours later they were all suited up and ready to leave for the new OZ base. Duo watched from his screen as Heero patched in to the base's sub-computer to study the layout one more time. Earth's first fully functioning, floating naval base. True, it was rather small, and to the untrained, or unenlightened, eye it was a beautiful city.
Further investigation revealed, however, that the 'city' facade folded away to reveal amultitude of moble suits. The inner-base held information pertaining to several meetings held in the past week or so discussing the destruction of several colonies. The colonists on them however, did not know of their imminent destruction. Their mission was to publicize this information so OZ couldn't cary out thier plans.
Duo switched from screen to screen, each time he saw a pilot with his eyes closed, thinking or praying. Duo was not encoraged. It seemed they all felt a little distrubed by this mission. Duo switched back to Heero's screen and caught the end of a whispered request to...someone. "...home alive." Duo shivered a little. When he was certain Heero was finished, he cleared his throat. "H-heero? We're uh...ready to go." Heeo nodded and busied himself by initiating the liftoff sequence. The others followed in suit and they were soon high up in the air.