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"Come on you!" A gruff voice brought Quatre into reality to see Wufei being dragged to his feet and out the door.

"They're going to kill him, I just know it." Relena was whispering into the vest she still wore around her shoulders. "Quatre, I don't want him to die!" She threw herself into the blonde's arms and cried into his shirt.

"Shhh, it's all right, Wufei won't die and neither will Duo. We'll all make it through this, I promise. It will be all right." He pulled Relena close and rocked as he would a small child, back and forth, letting his breathing lull her to sleep. Assured by her even breathing he kissed her forehead gently laying her down and checked on his other companion. Duo was still alive, if only barely, still breathing, blood still flowing through his veins; oozing from his mouth on occasion. He twitched a little and grimaced as if he was having a nightmare. Removing the Chinese garment, Quatre tore it half of it into strips and bound them tightly around the American's chest, binding his ribs together. There was nothing more he could do but sit back and wait.

"All right you worthless boy, I want answers and I want them now!" Lady Hasagawa yelled in Wufei's ear but the youth remained unfazed. "When and if you refuse to answer or if I am not pleased by the one you have provided I will have you beaten. Your...friend only withstood three, but on the other hand he did attack me so we didn't get very far." She yawned and continued. "Is there any specific way you'd like to die? We have many methods, all slow and very painful." Eyes closed Wufei sneered.

"Pick one, I don't care." He spoke in a smooth and calm manner that frightened; though she wouldn't admit it, the cold female.

"Muro." She said shortly. Lumbering out of the shadows he lunged at Wufei and drove his fist into the Chinese teen's stomach, knocking the chair he was tied to over. The raven eyes never even opened. Muro picked the chair up and righted it.

"I will never answer you." A stream of blood trickled down his chin but he didn't even notice. Hasagawa was infuriated.

"You will answer me!" Aquamarine eyes blazed and she kicked Wufei in the chest, issuing a loud crack as his breastbone broke under the impact. This time his eyes did open and gouts of blood poured from his mouth as he talked in his strong voice.

"People like you will never win this war. You are too cold. Ruining the lives of innocents to reach your sick goal. You should be ashamed of your armies. There is no honor in killing the innocent!" He spat blood at her, staining her coat with crimson fluid. She contemplated this and brushed her coat with her pale hands.

"You. Will. Die." Turning her back to him she continued. "It will be slow, it will be painful, but you will die." She sighed and rubbed her temples. "I just don't know when. Ah, well, we shall continue with our plans." Drawing a knife from her jacket she tested it on her thumb.

"M'Lady?" Muro was confused. Lady didn't usually act like this.

"I will continue alone Muro. Thank you for your help, you may leave now." He just stared.

"Is this wise, M'Lady?" She nodded.

"I will be fine, go now." Long strides took Muro from the room and left an angry Lady Hasagawa and a panting Wufei. "I think we should continue with the blonde. Don't you boy? I believe I will get more answers from him. What do you think?"

"I think he would rather die then give answers to the likes of you!" She chuckled softly and whispered in his ear.

"That is what I thought. You remember what I said I'd do if I don't like your answers boy, am I correct?" She kissed his cheek. "You will be hurt though, not beaten." Wufei felt the cold metal tip of the knife grace the tender skin of his neck. "Hmm, where shall I cut first? The neck perhaps or maybe...right here!" The cold steel penetrated his shoulder, twisting as it went deeper and the youth winced. "Not lethal, but painful enough. Without treatment you will die, either from blood loss or infection, whichever is fine with me."

"You will pay." Wufei said through teeth clenched with pain, the blood flowing freely down the side of his lithe body to collect in a pool at his feet.

"Muro, return him to the cell and bring the blonde." Appearing seconds later the large male dragged Wufei back and pulled Quatre to his feet to lead him away.

"Relena," Wufei panted. "I need something, a shirt, just something to stop all this blood." She was frozen stiff, scared and unsure.

"Please...Relena." Wrenching Quatre's vest off her shoulders she handed it to the Asian teen. Putting pressure on it he waited for the bleeding to stop. Luckily the knife had missed the major artery and the blood was beginning to clot, luckily. A centimeter to the right and it would have been a lost cause.

"Are you going to...die?" Relena was hugging her knees and crying.

"I," Wufei paused, not sure of what to say. "I don't know."

Quatre was dragged away not knowing what had happened to his friend or if he would be okay. The anxiety ate away at him and made him sick to his stomach. He was tied to a chair and left alone with only the rats to keep him company. Sitting like that for what seemed like hours bothered him, made him wary and cautious and wondering if he even had a future anymore. It was nerve-racking even to him. Finally the youth heard a voice but it was a razor sharp, malicious one. One that made his blood run cold and his heart contract in pain.

"Hello, little brother."

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