Why? : Chapter 5
By: RurouniGirl
Wufei fell to his knees as they pushed him back into the cell. His whole body was screaming in pain and he could feel the blood that covered his thighs. He pulled himself against the wall and leaned back. He looked up as the door opened.
'Now what?' he thought.
A tall figure entered the room. It wasn't the guard from before. The presence of this man didn't make him feel uneasy like the guard's had.
"Get to your feet!" one of the guards shouted.
Wufei struggled to his feet, but he was still weak and his legs collapsed under him. He cursed under his breath.
The next moment, the man was beside him, releasing his hands. He slung one of Wufei's arms over his shoulder and stood up. Wufei hissed as pain shot through his arm.
"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?"
'That voice. Treize Kushranada. What was he doing here?'
Wufei shook his head. "It's nothing."
He was taken down a long corridor and into a brightly lit room. He looked around. There was a cot at one end of the room. Treize walked over and helped him lie down.
'What was he doing here?'
Just then a doctor entered the room. He proceeded to examine Wufei. He cleaned the cuts and rubbed some sort of cream on the bruises. His white pants were stained with blood. The doctor pulled them off, and cleaned the blood away.
The worst of his injuries were his leg and his arm. He bit his lip as the doctor applied an antiseptic to the leg wound and wrapped a bandage around it. Then came his arm. It was broken. The jagged edge of the bone could be seen pushing against the skin. The doctor motioned to the guards.
"Hold him down," he commanded.
Wufei pulled away from their grasp. "I don't need to be held down," he said.
The doctor stared at him, then waved the guards aside. He grasped Wufei's arm.
"Ready?"
Wufei took a deep breath and nodded.
The doctor pushed the bone back into place. Wufei bit down hard on his lip so that he wouldn't scream as the pain ripped through his arm. All color had drained from his face, and sweat poured down the sides of his face. Blood trickled down his chin from where he had bitten his lip.
Treize stood there watching. 'He was very impressed with this young man. He must have been going through excruciating pain right now, yet he hadn't made a sound.' As he listened to Wufei's ragged breathing, he wondered how he could endure so much pain.
When the doctor had finished, he pushed Wufei back down on the cot. "Get some rest," he ordered.
Wufei sighed. 'Why had they bothered to treat his injuries?'
He looked up as the doctor and guards left. Treize stood by the door.
"Why did you bother to treat my wounds? Aren't I your enemy?"
"I treated your wounds because that guard had no right to beat you the way he did," he said, as he turned to leave. "And because you don't deserve to be treated the way he treated you. Nobody deserves to go through as much pain and suffering as you have. You deserve to be treated better."
A single tear rolled down Wufei's cheek. He turned away so that Treize wouldn't see. The next moment he felt himself being pulled into the warm embrace of Treize Kushrinada. He stiffened.
"Go ahead and cry. Let it all out. You'll feel better."
Wufei was surprised by the way Treize was acting.
"I don't understand why this had to happen," he said, tears streaming down his face. He buried his face in Treize's shoulder.
Treize gently held him until he had fallen into an exhausted sleep.
He sighed. 'Nobody deserved this. Why did this sort of thing even have to happen?'
He sighed again. He didn't suppose he would ever know the answer to that question. Quietly, he left the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo surveyed the base.
'How was he going to do this?'
He sighed. First he had to find out where Wufei was and what condition he was in.
He crouched behind a truck, surveying the entrance.
'That just might work,' he thought. He jumped into the truck, putting his plan into action.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ling was up and about. She now sat on the bed, going through her duffel bag. Trowa and Quatre watched as she emptied its contents, searching for something. Her hand closed over a small object and she sighed in relief. It was a necklace. A small pendent of pink and green stone. She sighed and leaned back against the wall.
"Are you all right?" Quatre asked.
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."
He wasn't sure if he believed her, but he didn't push it. When she was ready, she would tell them.
"That's a very beautiful necklace," he said.
She smiled. "It was the last birthday present my parents ever gave me."
"Oh, I'm sorry. They're dead?"
"My father is. My mother is still alive, but she hasn't spoken to me since my father's death. She blames me for his death. We were both part of the same guerilla force. He was killed on a mission. He died saving me." A single tear trailed down her cheek.
"Does the necklace have a special meaning?" Trowa asked, noticing the reverent way she handled it.
She smiled and nodded. "Yes. The green stone is jade. It represents my mother's Chinese heritage. The pink stone is rose quartz. It represents my father's Arabian heritage. If anything happened to this necklace...." she trailed off.
Trowa nodded. "You should get some rest. You're still pretty weak."
She nodded, and slipped under the covers.
"Thank you," she said as they left the room.
Quatre turned toward her. "You're welcome."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo headed toward the infirmary. He had heard two guards talking about the 'prisoner.' From what he heard, Wufei was in pretty bad shape.
He had set up some explosives and 'borrowed' a truck or two for his diversion. As he ran down the hall, he set off the explosives. He smiled as he saw guards and soldiers rush to get outside.
'Yes, he was the God of Death.'
Wufei's head shot up as Duo burst into the room. "Duo! What are you doing here?"
"Don't sound so surprised, Wu-man. I couldn't just let you go on a suicide mission and get yourself killed. You're part of my family."
A wide grin spread across Duo's face. "Besides, without you, who am I supposed to drive crazy?"
Wufei smiled. He stood up and immediately regretted the action. The pain he felt was incredible. He took a few steps, but it was too painful and he could feel fresh blood slide down his thighs.
Duo noticed that he was walking stiffly.
"You okay?" he asked.
Wufei nodded. "I'll be fine. But you might have to help me."
Duo helped support him, but he was worried.
They slowly made their way down the hall. As they made it outside, they heard a shout and soldiers immediately surrounded them.
Duo cursed under his breath. 'Damn. Now what am I gonna do.'
Just then a siren went off. "It's a gundam."
Duo was surprised. 'A gundam? Heero! It had to be Heero.'
He turned to Wufei. "Where's your gundam."
"It's hidden in the woods."
"Can you make it without support?"
Wufei nodded. "You go ahead. Tell Heero to destroy the base."
"Got it."
Duo ran to his gundam and Wufei slowly headed to his. Heero destroyed the base just as Wufei got into his gundam.
He sighed, and headed his gundam back toward the house. His white pants were once again stained with blood. A tear slipped down his cheek.
'No. I won't cry. I have to be strong. I can't be weak.'
But he couldn't do anything about. The tears streamed down his face, and he couldn't stop them.
To Be Continued...
By: RurouniGirl
Wufei fell to his knees as they pushed him back into the cell. His whole body was screaming in pain and he could feel the blood that covered his thighs. He pulled himself against the wall and leaned back. He looked up as the door opened.
'Now what?' he thought.
A tall figure entered the room. It wasn't the guard from before. The presence of this man didn't make him feel uneasy like the guard's had.
"Get to your feet!" one of the guards shouted.
Wufei struggled to his feet, but he was still weak and his legs collapsed under him. He cursed under his breath.
The next moment, the man was beside him, releasing his hands. He slung one of Wufei's arms over his shoulder and stood up. Wufei hissed as pain shot through his arm.
"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?"
'That voice. Treize Kushranada. What was he doing here?'
Wufei shook his head. "It's nothing."
He was taken down a long corridor and into a brightly lit room. He looked around. There was a cot at one end of the room. Treize walked over and helped him lie down.
'What was he doing here?'
Just then a doctor entered the room. He proceeded to examine Wufei. He cleaned the cuts and rubbed some sort of cream on the bruises. His white pants were stained with blood. The doctor pulled them off, and cleaned the blood away.
The worst of his injuries were his leg and his arm. He bit his lip as the doctor applied an antiseptic to the leg wound and wrapped a bandage around it. Then came his arm. It was broken. The jagged edge of the bone could be seen pushing against the skin. The doctor motioned to the guards.
"Hold him down," he commanded.
Wufei pulled away from their grasp. "I don't need to be held down," he said.
The doctor stared at him, then waved the guards aside. He grasped Wufei's arm.
"Ready?"
Wufei took a deep breath and nodded.
The doctor pushed the bone back into place. Wufei bit down hard on his lip so that he wouldn't scream as the pain ripped through his arm. All color had drained from his face, and sweat poured down the sides of his face. Blood trickled down his chin from where he had bitten his lip.
Treize stood there watching. 'He was very impressed with this young man. He must have been going through excruciating pain right now, yet he hadn't made a sound.' As he listened to Wufei's ragged breathing, he wondered how he could endure so much pain.
When the doctor had finished, he pushed Wufei back down on the cot. "Get some rest," he ordered.
Wufei sighed. 'Why had they bothered to treat his injuries?'
He looked up as the doctor and guards left. Treize stood by the door.
"Why did you bother to treat my wounds? Aren't I your enemy?"
"I treated your wounds because that guard had no right to beat you the way he did," he said, as he turned to leave. "And because you don't deserve to be treated the way he treated you. Nobody deserves to go through as much pain and suffering as you have. You deserve to be treated better."
A single tear rolled down Wufei's cheek. He turned away so that Treize wouldn't see. The next moment he felt himself being pulled into the warm embrace of Treize Kushrinada. He stiffened.
"Go ahead and cry. Let it all out. You'll feel better."
Wufei was surprised by the way Treize was acting.
"I don't understand why this had to happen," he said, tears streaming down his face. He buried his face in Treize's shoulder.
Treize gently held him until he had fallen into an exhausted sleep.
He sighed. 'Nobody deserved this. Why did this sort of thing even have to happen?'
He sighed again. He didn't suppose he would ever know the answer to that question. Quietly, he left the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo surveyed the base.
'How was he going to do this?'
He sighed. First he had to find out where Wufei was and what condition he was in.
He crouched behind a truck, surveying the entrance.
'That just might work,' he thought. He jumped into the truck, putting his plan into action.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ling was up and about. She now sat on the bed, going through her duffel bag. Trowa and Quatre watched as she emptied its contents, searching for something. Her hand closed over a small object and she sighed in relief. It was a necklace. A small pendent of pink and green stone. She sighed and leaned back against the wall.
"Are you all right?" Quatre asked.
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."
He wasn't sure if he believed her, but he didn't push it. When she was ready, she would tell them.
"That's a very beautiful necklace," he said.
She smiled. "It was the last birthday present my parents ever gave me."
"Oh, I'm sorry. They're dead?"
"My father is. My mother is still alive, but she hasn't spoken to me since my father's death. She blames me for his death. We were both part of the same guerilla force. He was killed on a mission. He died saving me." A single tear trailed down her cheek.
"Does the necklace have a special meaning?" Trowa asked, noticing the reverent way she handled it.
She smiled and nodded. "Yes. The green stone is jade. It represents my mother's Chinese heritage. The pink stone is rose quartz. It represents my father's Arabian heritage. If anything happened to this necklace...." she trailed off.
Trowa nodded. "You should get some rest. You're still pretty weak."
She nodded, and slipped under the covers.
"Thank you," she said as they left the room.
Quatre turned toward her. "You're welcome."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Duo headed toward the infirmary. He had heard two guards talking about the 'prisoner.' From what he heard, Wufei was in pretty bad shape.
He had set up some explosives and 'borrowed' a truck or two for his diversion. As he ran down the hall, he set off the explosives. He smiled as he saw guards and soldiers rush to get outside.
'Yes, he was the God of Death.'
Wufei's head shot up as Duo burst into the room. "Duo! What are you doing here?"
"Don't sound so surprised, Wu-man. I couldn't just let you go on a suicide mission and get yourself killed. You're part of my family."
A wide grin spread across Duo's face. "Besides, without you, who am I supposed to drive crazy?"
Wufei smiled. He stood up and immediately regretted the action. The pain he felt was incredible. He took a few steps, but it was too painful and he could feel fresh blood slide down his thighs.
Duo noticed that he was walking stiffly.
"You okay?" he asked.
Wufei nodded. "I'll be fine. But you might have to help me."
Duo helped support him, but he was worried.
They slowly made their way down the hall. As they made it outside, they heard a shout and soldiers immediately surrounded them.
Duo cursed under his breath. 'Damn. Now what am I gonna do.'
Just then a siren went off. "It's a gundam."
Duo was surprised. 'A gundam? Heero! It had to be Heero.'
He turned to Wufei. "Where's your gundam."
"It's hidden in the woods."
"Can you make it without support?"
Wufei nodded. "You go ahead. Tell Heero to destroy the base."
"Got it."
Duo ran to his gundam and Wufei slowly headed to his. Heero destroyed the base just as Wufei got into his gundam.
He sighed, and headed his gundam back toward the house. His white pants were once again stained with blood. A tear slipped down his cheek.
'No. I won't cry. I have to be strong. I can't be weak.'
But he couldn't do anything about. The tears streamed down his face, and he couldn't stop them.
To Be Continued...