A/N: ok, a death in this chapter, and a few swear words, be AWARE! Anyway, Heero decides on a course of action, and changes places with a certain soldier, but will his roll playing last long enough to get him back home?
The
Lone Soldier Part 8
Heero was tired, very…very tired, after the seemingly endless banging, his arm was almost numb. His head swam, and he had collapsed on the bed for the third time after trying to continue the noise making.
And still, no one came. Heero had almost given up after the fourth hour in a row, but continued. Now, after ten hours of banging, (including short breaks to catch one's breath) he knew it was just too much.
So the perfect soldier was finally beaten down. His body lying limply on the bed, breath raged, eyes searching the ceiling for an invisible escape route, which his bored imagination had come up with a few hours ago.
Heero's mind was at an almost complete stop, he was no longer thinking about anything in particular, and the most that went through his tired mind were the rare happy memories. Which seemed to be from a past life, even though most were rather from the previous year.
As he was finally drifting out of boredom influenced sleep, Heero's ears faintly picked up a small noise of metal scratching metal, and as he lazily looked up, the soldier's eyes snapped open and focused on the unfamiliar face in the doorway.
***
Cody had done it! He'd stole the keys, released the prisoner, and he felt damn good about it all! The boy was about sixteen, maybe seventeen, looked like he'd been though hell, and almost killed Cod before he explained about the deal.
"I'll get you out of here, but you gotta tell me who you are, and take me with you, 'Kay?"
He said, the deal sounded mighty good to him, he'd get out of this makeshift army, and the kid would get freedom. If he turned out to be an Ozzy…well, Cody didn't care anymore.
Frickin' morons think one Ozzy will do a
lot of trouble, my ass! One sixteen year old is going to be a hell lot of
trouble, yeah…I'm terrified! NOT!! Bet the boss is just worried about what
happens when we're done OZ hunting…hehehe…
Cody chuckled out loud, causing a reaction from the boy. But he quickly stopped, and began leading the kid through the halls, heading casually to the main exit.
"Hey Cod! What are you doing out here? You're supposed to be helping out in the office." Said the soldier at the exit, giving Cody a questioning look.
"Me and Billy here are going out, we've been sent to look of some basic medical supplies. I've got permission from the boss, don't worry."
Answered Cody, jabbing his finger towards Billy while talking.
"Ok…I guess, well, good luck searching that dump! Makes me happy to be on guard duty! Bye Cod, Billy!" exclaimed the young woman, shifting across the wall to let them pass outside. Smiling until her attention shifted back to her fellow guards, who were playing cards.
***
Heero was relieved as the guard let him pass without another glance. He had been prepared to slice her throat at the slightest sign of suspicion, but he was feeling proud of his accomplishment now that the test was over. Even though outside, his face remained expressionless, on the inside, Heero was as close to cheering as he'd ever been, the sole thought of being out of the prison was enough to cause his a feeling he assumed was happiness, but being out of the building was a dream come true.
To guess that all that his freedom cost was a half-assed deal with a traitor soldier was something he would never have thought of, not to speak of relying on, but, never the less he was free all due to Cody, and the lousy security.
"Where do we go?" came the question from his older companion, or at least Heero guessed he was older. He had calculated that Cody would turn twenty pretty soon, old enough for a "normal" soldier.
Heero spent a few minutes thinking his position over, then answered,
"I'm going home, how 'bout you?" he asked, smirking at the confused look on the man's face.
"The deal was that I got you out and you took me with you, so…where do we go?"
"I go home, you…I guess you go to hell."
"Wha…?" was all that Cody got out before he was shot in the head with his own gun, the irony never crossing his killer's mind.
"Sorry."
The soldier took the body, not overly carefully dragging it to the corner. When he was out of sight, he discarded his own cloths, and preceded to don the uniform his savior had worn, making sure to pull the cap over his eyes, making him hard to recognize.
***
"I'm back, didn't find any supplies, sorry." Said Cody, coming into the building, and staring at the female security guard. Expecting an answer.
"Ok, what happened to the other guy, Cod?" she asked, her face showing she didn't really care.
"He's still searching his section of the city, a slow one. He'll come back later." Answered Cody, showing he didn't care either.
"Ok, come on in, Anderson wanted you to see about some escaped prisoner, seems he killed a guard and ran off, but no one saw him leave, they need an investigator, and you've been picked for the job." She said. Bright blue eyes laughing, showing the young man what she thought of the whole business.
"Bet he broke some window and sneaked out. Damn idiots wasting my time…" muttered Cody, swearing some more under his breath.
"'K, well, see ya later."
"You too, Jill."
A/N: ok, so if it's not clear enough, it'll be explained again in the next chapter, and yes, the person in the last art is Cody, NOT a typo! Any way, next time…
I'm working on the next part for the other Gundam Team, and they're finally going out to actually find Heero…good luck to them! Like I'm going to let 'em find him…hehehe…
Gundam Wing doesn't belong to me, neither do it's characters. Also, sorry it's so short.