Notes: This is the second part of the story. I hope you like it.
Rating: PG...booorinngg...hehe
Author: Me...*sigh* yes, turn back now...I wrote it...hehe (shinigamis_little_silencer@hotmail.com
Archived: GWNation http://www.gwnation.net/
Pairings: Nope, none yet.
'Thoughts' and [lyrics]
Foreboding: The Opposition Is Realized
The last several hours of dead air and silence had finally become too much for Wufei. Hoping to cheer the other pilots, knowing all comlinks were on, Wufei fished around under his seat and brought out his favorite CD. After wiping it with is shirt to make sure it didn't skip, he slipped it into his CD player and fast forwarded to six. Wufei grinned and pushed play.
Heero blinked at the sudden noise. He had been staring off into space, quite literally. The sound of music brought him back into reality. Heero listened to the words and shook his head, a small grin playing on the edges of his lips. 'Master of the house' from Les Miserables was Wufei's favorite silly song ... even though the wife was the one making fun of her inebriated hubby.
Heero noticed that the mod had changed considerably for each pilot. Duo was grinning, which was a most natural occurrence; though not this day and Heero was happy to see it. Quatre had relaxed and was actually humming along to the song. Trowa...well, it was hard to tell. Heero did notice that the usually dull and expressionless eyes of his silent companion fairly gleamed with humor now.
Heero grinned as he watched Wufei's antics. Not only was he singing along, but he was including hand motions and facial expressions that would put any Broadway actor to shame.
At first, Heero associated the beeping with the music. It wasn't until it escalated to three times faster than the beat of the song that Heero looked down at the radar. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat. They were closing in on something. Heero got on the comlink. "I uh, hate to spoil your fun, but I think you'd better take a look at your radar."
There was a pause as the rest of the pilots tapped in various codes to bring their radar up. "What is it?" Wufei asked as he turned down the music. "Ah, it's probably nothing but a hunk of space trash." Duo spoke up hesitantly. The other four didn't miss the hope in his voice. "Yeah, probably nothing." Heero tried to brush it off, but his instincts told him not to ignore this. "I think, though, that we should at least check it out." he added, licking his lips in an effort to moisten them. The other four nodded in agreement.
Several minutes later, Heero was perplexed. He looked out of the window of his gundam, not quite knowing whether or not to believe his radar. There was supposed to be something floating around out there less than twenty feet away. The other four looked equally stumped.
Wufei had turned his music up a little. "I'll go check it out." he volunteered boldly above a slightly annoying rendition of 'At the end of the day.' Heero nodded his approval and made a mental note to buy Wufei some new CD's.
Wufei moved forward cautiously fifteen feet. "I don't see anything. It's like whatever's here, if it is here, is covered in...space!" Wufei was frustrated. It should have been five feet away from him, and it was nowhere in sight. "There has to be something wrong with our instruments." he continued "I think we should just go back ..." Wufei's gundam was rocked violently from beneath. Heero looked down at his radar. The object had shifted to just beneath Wufei.
Heero didn't like this at all. Wufei shut his eyes and rode the jolt for a second, then used his thrusters to get back to the group. The CD had skipped when he was bumped, but no one really paid attention. "What the HELL was THAT?!" Wufei exclaimed.
Heero turned to answer, but his attention was drawn to his radar. Sixty images immediately flashed on screen, surrounding the five of them in a complete circle. In the brief radio silence that followed, Heero heard the first words of the new song. He knew it by heart.
[There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone]
Heero turned off his comlink screen and watched his friends disappear. Heero tensed and looked out of his front glass. Sixty white suits surrounded them, as expected. "Well," Duo broke the silence "are we just gonna sit here on our duffs and get squashed? Let's go!" and he was off. Wufei grinned and followed Duo's example. Trowa, Quatre and Heero nodded and flew off to several different locations.
Heero picked his target and charged at the suit. His eyes narrowed as he closed the final distance. Something was wrong.
[Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about tomorrow
And tomorrow never came]
The suits didn't move as Heero approached. Heero slowed and turned on his outside screen again. Duo was battling three of the things, Trowa was handling two quite nicely and Quatre was sparing very well with one. Heero was satisfied and continued his approach.
[From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
And I can hear them now]
Wufei locked arms with his chosen target. He studied the shell of the suit for a moment. It seemed to be made of...Wufei shook his head. 'That's just crazy,' he thought. Wufei tried to slice through the metal, and choked. It was Gundanium Alloy. "Hey, you guys! These things are made of Gundanium!" Duo slashed at a suit with his scythe. Not even a scratch marred the shiny surface. "He's right!" he yelled, a note of panic creeping into his voice. "What are we supposed to do?" Heero looked around. Fifty-three suits floated, unmoving, around them. He noticed a blinking light on the one directly across from him, which had not moved an inch, thought Heero was not more than five feet in front of it. His mind struggled to put it all together.
Mobile suits that didn't move, maintained radio silence...surrounded them in a complete circle...and were blinking. Heero looked down at the radar. The huge object they were trying to locate had moved at least three thousand feet away. His eyes widened in sudden realization.
Heero flew up out of the circle as far as he could get, calling up the comlink screen as he went. "Everyone GET OUT! It's a trap!" Duo's eyes hardened with hatred as he viewed the grim circle about him. It was the last expression Heero ever saw on his face.
[The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On the lonely barricade at dawn]
The explosion rocked Heero's suit and knocked him nearly unconscious in his seat. He wanted to sleep, badly. The last thing he saw before he passed out were the four blank screens where his friend's faces should have been. Heero slept.