Heero's POV
Cold, everything, I just...feel so cold. I can't open my eyes. I'm seeing things, though. It feels as if my heart has stopped but everything around me is still moving, I can feel it. I'm alive, I think, it's kind of hard to tell. I managed to open my eyes just a crack. A burning feeling hit them and made me want to scream but I couldn't move my mouth. I quickly shut my eyes. What did I see? It looked like nothing more than a gray blur. What's happened to me, I can't remember how I got here? I had to open my eyes, I had to try again, I can handle pain. But my body feels weird, like I've been, injected with something, but I'm just so cold. So cold......
Trowa wandered the streets, he didn't care where he was going as long as he ended up somewhere. Mostly he was wishing Duo and Wufei wouldn't follow him. They would just put themselves in danger. He would bring Heero to safety even if it meant his own life, because if he didn't, two lives would be lost, Heero's and..Duo's. Even Trowa knew that Duo would do more than just freak out if he lost Heero.
A cold wind rustled by. Trowa ignored it. The wind was way to cold though, strange. He picked up pace, he could hear the leaves crunching under his shoes. Finally, he saw footprints in the mud near the side of the road, witch was empty as usual. Not a lot of people lived in this area, witch was part of the mystery that Heero had so many missions here. Trowa had been suspecting things all along. He knew something like this would happen sooner or later, he also knew he'd be prepared for it.
Trowa followed the footprints into the woods, where they stopped at a dead end. Trowa cried out in frustration. Then his eyes focused on the footprints again, they lead straight to a tall tree. Maybe if Trowa climbed it he could see over the tall hedges. Whatever was over there, that's where Heero went to.
"I don't know where you were going, Heero, but I'm following." Trowa said to himself.
He looked up at the large tree. It didn't have many thick branches to climb on, something very secret must be hidden beyond those hedges. Trowa shook his thoughts away and jumped to the nearest branch, he easily used his strong arms to get him to the next one. This one shook a bit. Trowa gasped, but forced himself to remain calm.
Meanwhile Quatre was sobbing softly in his bed, curled up in a ball. He had heard Duo, Wufei, and Trowa's conversation. He heard Trowa leave, and he heard quiet sobs coming from Heero's room. Quatre knew he didn't want the rest of them to get involved, but what could he do to stop Trowa. Now he was sure they would both be captured, and there was nothing he or Wufei or Duo could do to keep this world peaceful and save them. Quatre didn't want another war, that was the worst thing that could possibly happen now. But now Trowa and Heero would be gone, or their lives changed forever from being used as experiments. Quatre shuddered. He hadn't been born naturally, and that bothered him, he felt as if he were an experiment..just a toy.
Duo later went into his room. He couldn't bare to look at Heero's computer anymore. He figured Quatre and Wufei were asleep, probably not caring about Trowa or Heero. No. Just because Duo was completely torn up inside by worry, he wouldn't go thinking bad about the people he cared about. In fact, he almost had himself convinced that Heero was fine, alive and well and he and Trowa were on their way back right now. Duo sighed deeply. He knew it wasn't true. Duo didn't bother to get out of his clothes tonight. Changing clothes just seemed like so much work at this time. Actually he was afraid if he got out of bed to change he would probably hear Quatre crying again and start crying himself. It was just one of those things he predicted.
Wufei lied in his bed and peered over at his sword resting on
his marble desk. Angry thoughts flew through his head.
Flashbacks:
Wufei To Trowa: You're nothing more than a sitting duck to the enemy, you'd be better off not returning to the battle field."
Trowa: You're probably right.
Wufei To Trowa: I have no right piloting the Nataku.
Trowa: Oh yeah?
Wufei To Heero: I must admit, I've always wanted to have a chance to fight you!
Heero: What?!
Heero To Wufei: How many more people do I have to kill?! I don't know anymore, you tell me, Wufei!
End of flashbacks:
Wufei sighed. He realized he never talked about anyone but himself to the others. And if he did say something to the others that wasn't about himself, it would most likely be an insult.
"I swear, if those two come back safely I am going to turn over a new leaf, Nataku."
Trowa's hot sweat ran down his neck, dripping onto the collar of his turtleneck. He hoisted himself up to the highest branch, just high enough to peer over the hedge. He gasped at what he saw. A huge building, a base, perhaps. It looked as if it were maybe three stories high but boy was it wide! It probably covered a couple acres of land. It looked pretty new, nothing rusty or ready to fall to the ground as a pile of wood. It was painted colors to make it blend into the forest, not that anyone could possibly tell it wasn't there from where Trowa was. The only lights that were noticeable was one on the top floor, and at the first window near the front entrance. Trowa scanned the place with his eyes, and locked them right on the front entrance. It appeared you needed a card or something to get in, but with Heero's skills he probably found other ways.
Trowa was determined to get into that building, but he had no ides how he'd get down to the other side. It was a very long fall, he could possibly jump it in risk of breaking both of his legs, and he was certain he didn't want that. His determination took him over and he positioned himself to jump. It was the only option he had if he was going to find Heero in time. Memories flashed inside his mind as Trowa Barton leaped out of the tree, letting out a small grunt as he pushed off. He forced his body to turn three front flips and positioned himself so he'd land on his feet. The force of the fall was harsh, and Trowa felt as though he would vomit. Bam! Trowa landed.
"Ahhh! Ohh..god..." He muttered as his body hurled over and was forced to sit down by the tremendous pain in his right ankle. Trowa moaned and rolled around on the damp grass, pain shooting up his right leg, his ankle felt like his foot would fall off any time. Then a different pain in his ankle hit him, and he knew he had cut it open.
"Why? Why couldn't I just land it...damnit?" Trowa sneered, sitting up and then crying out in pain.
He reached over to take his shoe off, but his ankle was so swollen it was a difficult task. Once he got his shoe off he saw his sock soak up with blood. There was no way he could walk on it. Then he remembered Heero. His mission was to save Heero. It was the most important mission he had given himself, and he would not fail. He reached over and pulled off his blood soaked sock, stuffing it inside his shoe. His ankle had turned an ugly purple color, along with the dark red blood that was spilling over the side of his foot.
"Hope I don't have to have this amputated." Trowa grunted.
He tore his left sleeve off of his shirt and began to wrap his swollen ankle with it. Suddenly, he heard a click, by the side of his head. In fear of what it probably was he turned his head ever so slightly. There, standing right by Trowa's side was a woman pointing a gun to Trowa's head.
"Who're..?" Trowa sputtered.
The woman looked a little confused, but she still had that evil smile on her face. She snickered evilly.
"Why, don't you recognize me, Trowa?" She asked.
Trowa looked harder, trying to ignore the pain in his right ankle.
"D-Dorthy..?" Trowa sputtered.
The woman nodded and laughed evilly. Her evil smile remained and she twirled around briefly, clasping the sides of her white coat in her hands.