Heero's POV
My body hurts. It's numb but it's in pain. I can't open my eyes anymore. The couple of times I tried all I saw was gray and a couple white lights moving around, but every time I try to open my eyes now it hurts like hell and feels like my eyeballs are being sucked out of their sockets. I can't feel my arms and legs anymore, what have they done to me? I'll kill them all. I'll somehow survive this and kill them all. Whoever did this to me is going to die. Most of the time I'm unconscious, but when I am awake it gives me time to think. Think of how maybe I shouldn't have kept this mission a secret from the others. Think of how I left Relena without telling her I would come back. Think about Duo and the pain he goes through for me, that really isn't necessary. Think about how I may never want to open my eyes again...I can't even cry.
"Keep walking Trowa Barton." Dorthy ordered. She kept the gun close to Trowa's head as he walked on his throbbing ankle.
Trowa was in more pain then he'd ever been in his life, physically that is. Every time he would take a step it would leave a blood footprint behind, and his ankle was swelling fast. However there was no look of pain in his eyes. He stared straight ahead with a frown on his face, never once looking back at Dorthy.
'How could she?' He thought, 'How could go and do something like
this after what Quatre and I told her. I thought for sure she trusted
us after that, but no, all she wanted was to do experiments on us. It was all a big joke, a big lie. I'll get her. I gave her
a chance to live and she threw it away. How could she? What
about that day, just before the end of the war, when her and Quatre had
dueled?'
Flashback:
Trowa began to cut the wires that controlled the zero system hooked up to the mobile dolls.
"I've continually fought, and with each battle, I've lost something. And my heart has been completely void of feelings for quite a long time now. Maybe my life doesn't have value anymore, but I have to keep on living." Trowa told Dorthy.
"Why is that?" Dorthy asked.
"I've got a home to go back to." Trowa stated, cutting the final strip of wire. The lights of the zero system blacked out, making a low, mumbling sound.
"Well, unlike you I don't have anyplace at all to go back to." Dorthy said sadly.
End of flashback:
Trowa finally brought his head up and looked past the gunpoint, right into Dorothy's eyes. He gave her a stern glare. Dorthy stared back, and her expression turned to..guilt.. Maybe?
"I'm sorry, Trowa." She said softly, her evil smile had finally faded.
Trowa turned his head away from her, unable to look into her eyes any longer. He couldn't bring himself to ask why she was doing this, but her expression told him she had gone through hard times. But still, that wouldn't make up for what she was doing. Trowa silently reached one hand to his right pocket, on the opposite side of Dorthy. He felt for his gun. Being pretty sure that Dorthy wouldn't shoot him, he quickly pulled it and spun around. Dorthy let of a small gasp as Trowa pointed the gun at her, and was frightened, witch is why she pulled the trigger.
It was near morning now, Duo just couldn't get to sleep. He moaned and put the pillow over his head. He could feeling the sun peeking in through his window, and the faint sound of birds chirping. He wanted to shoot the birds for being so happy at a time like this. Yawning, Duo arched up on his elbows. Definitely couldn't sleep now. It became a habit. There was no way Duo Maxwell could sleep when the sun was out, even if he was incredibly tried. Duo hardly slept anyway. He got up and slipped on his black shirt, not bothering with the priest collar. He walked in the hallway and passed the usually noisy bedrooms but today they were silent. He walked into the kitchen to find both Quatre and Wufei at the kitchen table.
"You guys couldn't sleep either?" Duo asked, walking up to them. Quatre's laptop caught his eye.
"Maxwell, it seems Quatre has been holding out on us." Wufei said, spinning the laptop around so Duo could see it.
Duo stared at the screen, and his jaw dropped open. Wufei sighed and nodded.
"Yuy's mission logs." He stated.
Duo have Quatre an evil glare.
"How did you get this?" He asked, eyes locked on Quatre's.
"Heero gave me the disk before he left, he said to use it only in the case of an emergency." Quatre told him.
Duo's eyes lit up and he sped over to the laptop. His eyes scanned every name of the mission logs. The last one read, ACT 36 THE WHITE COATS. Duo remembered to breath and quickly went into the file.
"This has to be it, his latest mission." Duo murmured. The two other pilots crowded around Duo to read the mission report.
"That's it all right." Quatre said, his eyes never leaving the screen.
"This is crazy, there's no hidden building hidden over the hedges on Crossfire Road...and if so, how would Trowa ever find it?" Duo said, more stating than asking.
"If Barton hadn't found it by now, he would be back." Wufei assured him.
"Well, what are we supposed to do now that we know about Heero's
mission, and what about that that message we received saying that Heero
had to abort the mission?" Duo asked. Quatre and Wufei could
tell he was growing inpatient.
Dorthy wandered threw the halls, dragging an unconscious Trowa along with her. She wasn't sure if he was dead or alive, she had shot him on the side of his chest. Dorthy scanned the doors with her eyes and reached a room that was labeled, TEST ROOM, and entered it. The room was completely white and there were some men injecting things into a large tube shaped tank. Inside was Heero. His eyes were shut but his fingers were moving slightly. He had an air mask on so he could breath in that mess of chemicals he was floating in. Beside his tube there were four other tubes.
"I've got another former gundam pilot sir." Dorthy said to someone who was under a desk and searching through papers that has been stacked neatly on the floor.
"Thanks Dorthy." The figure said.
He stood up and took a look at Trowa. His eyes narrowed.
"That's Trowa Barton, is he dead?" The man asked.
Dorthy looked concerned but just shrugged. The man went over to Trowa, picked him up and put him on a white table, witch had bloodstains on it. Heero's blood.
The man checked Trowa's pulse.
"He's alive but barley," The man started. He waved a finger at some men in the room. "A few of you get this one into a tank, and be careful he's almost dead." He finished.
The man turned to Dorthy.
"Good work Dorthy, now go off outside and look for the other gundam pilots, I'm sure they'll be arriving soon." He told her.
"Right away Mr. Milliardo." She said, and walked away.