A/N: Hello everyone

A/N: Hello everyone. Looks like I'm back in action with this installment of Gundam Evil 2. I wasn't sure if I wanted to continue it, but I just had to. There were too many possibilities for me that I couldn't stay away, from writing a sequel that is.

Anyway, in the last chapter Duo and Trowa met up and after Trowa's performance, they received a call from Heero. What does he have to say? Could Heero be in danger? Well, this is the sequel to Gundam Evil after all…

Legal Disclaimer: I don't own it, you don't sue.

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GUNDAM EVIL 2

By SSJ_Bardock

Trowa and Duo still couldn't believe it. After all of his months of missing, Heero Yuy had finally appeared and was calling them no less.

"Heero, where've ya been man?" Duo asked.

"I'll answer that later, along with some questions I'm sure you'll have," Heero tried to explain.

"But there's something that needs our immediate attention?" Trowa finished.

Heero nodded at Trowa and continued, "Listen. I can't say too much for risk of getting exposed, but what I can tell you is that it's happening again."

"You mean…?" Duo pondered.

Heero nodded again. "I need the both of you to come to Colony L45, and be prepared this time."

"Now answer my question Heero," Duo said.

"I said later. I'll be waiting at the gate for you. Like I said, come prepared for it."

With that, the screen went blank and the two former Gundam pilots were left to contemplate the situation. It was happening again. The tragic occurrence that had happened in Crestfalls was now happening in space, on Colony L45. Umbrella was still operating and had come to space. The only question was, why?

Weren't Umbrella's facilities on Earth enough? Or was it that everything in space could be conducted with some discretion? As the two were sitting in silence thinking, Catherine came around the corner.

"Hey Trowa, Duo," she said in greeting. It was then that she noticed their expressions, "Hey, you two are looking like somebody died."

"You don't know the half of it," Trowa silently thought. "We're fine Cathy. We just got some bad news, that's all."

"Oh. What kind of bad news?"

"No offense, but it's kind of personal," Duo said, covering up for the two.

"Oh, okay. Well, I hope it gets better than," she said with a glum look as she walked back into the tent.

Trowa and Duo were once again left in silence, the only noises coming from the crowd watching the show.

"So now what?" Duo asked.

"We go help Heero and re-enter the nightmare," Trowa said.

"Yeah. So, let's stop waiting around. The longer we put this off the more difficult it's going to be."

Trowa nodded in agreement and stood up. "I'll be right back Duo, I've got to get out of this costume," he said, motioning toward his clown getup.

"Okay."

Trowa walked back to his trailer with his head hung low. As he walked into his trailer, he immediately went for the kitchen sink and began to run cold water. Cupping his hands, he put them under the faucet and splashed his face. He still couldn't believe it was happening all over again. After all that had happened back in Crestfalls…

"How can this be? Why must more people die? How long must this continue?!" he thought, starting to get angry.

He turned the faucet off and threw his gloves on his small sofa. Then he also discarded his mask. Walking to his room, he went through his small closet and took out his turquoise shirt and blue jeans. Putting them on, he left his clown costume lying on his bed, along with a note.

Cathy-

Duo and myself have left on business. Don't get worried; it's nothing illegal or harmful. I'm letting you know this because I might be gone for a few days and I know that you'd have the entire circus searching for me if I turned up missing. I'll be fine so don't worry about me.

-Trowa

With that, Trowa left his trailer and met back up with Duo who was sitting on a crate, watching the rest of the show. Trowa didn't say anything until he walked up beside Duo.

"Ready to go?" Trowa asked.

Duo took a big sigh and nodded, "Yep."

Duo stood up and took one look around before he started walking back to the truck. Trowa followed Duo silently, contemplating the situation. He still couldn't get over it, it was happening all over again. The horrible things they had seen were back. The nightmares would start again, if they lived through it. If there was another Tyrant though…

"Hey Duo?"

"Yeah," Duo responded.

"We'll need to get some equipment."

"Obviously."

"No Duo. I mean real stuff. What happens if there is another Tyrant? We won't have our Gundams to help out. That means no escape. We'll have to stay and fight it," Trowa said, unconsciously reaching down to the scars on his midsection, gotten from that creature.

"How could I not have remembered that…THING!" thought Duo. "You're right Trowa. We'll have to make some bombs or something."

Trowa nodded and got into the truck, the passenger side as Duo always insisted on driving. Without saying anything more, Duo pulled into the street and began to drive around, looking for a gun shop or something. Seeing a native of the colony, Duo pulled over. Trowa rolled down his window.

"Excuse me, but do you know of any armories around here? Any place that sells guns?" Trowa asked, rather tactless.

The woman kept her head under the hood she was wearing and pointed down the road.

"Two blocks down, then take a left," she said and quickly started walking again.

"Thanks," Trowa said as she walked away.

Trowa had an eerie feeling about her. He felt like he knew her from somewhere, but he hadn't even seen her face. It was rather strange for Trowa. He hadn't even noticed it, but the whole time Duo had been driving and they had now reached the shop. No sooner than had they pulled up, and then a man walked outside and appeared to be locking the door. The man turned around and saw them.

"Sorry boys, I'm closing up shop."

Trowa and Duo got out of the truck; it was Trowa who spoke first to the man. "Sir, we'll only take a minute."

"Sorry. I said I'm closing," the man grumbled as he finished locking the door.

"Sorry to do this then," Duo said as he struck the man on the side of the head, knocking him out.

"Duo!" Trowa hissed.

"What? He wouldn't let us in and this IS urgent after all. Here," Duo said as he tossed Trowa the keys to the truck, "Go get some water and food. We don't know what'll happen. I'll load up on weapons while you do that."

"All right," Trowa answered.

Trowa got into the truck and started it back up. Taking one last look at Duo and the man, Trowa took off in the truck, toward the nearest store. The day was just going sour for the Gundam Pilot 03. Trowa was so wrapped up in his thoughts, that he didn't notice the truck making rumbling noises. Then the truck rolled to a stop with a loud sound of clanging.

"This figures. Duo's always too busy to fix things. DAMN IT!" he yelled in frustration. Today just wasn't Trowa's day.

As he got out of the truck, he took a look around and saw that no one was around to help out. Trowa was all on his own with no knowledge of where anything was. In a fit of frustration, Trowa kicked the door, leaving a small dent. Looking around again, he spotted a truck that was a similar model to the one Duo owned. Trowa grabbed a crowbar from out under the driver seat and walked toward the other truck. Trowa was never one to be a thief, but the situation required anything and everything the three would be able to do. So with the crowbar in hand, Trowa walked toward the truck.

Back at the gun shop…

Duo watched as Trowa pulled off in the truck. Looking down at the man, Duo sighed and opened the door to the shop. Dragging the man's body through, Duo locked the door behind him and propped the man against a wall. Taking in a deep breath, Duo finally looked around the store. It had a good surplus, nothing too spectacular, but they could get the job done if used properly.

The basic plan was to gather as much ammunition and armaments as possible. Then, when Trowa got back, load the truck up and proceed to Colony L45. That's where it would all happen again. Duo thought it over and it just hit him, Heero was all ready there, all alone, with those nightmarish creatures. Heero had also said to come prepared. What did that mean exactly? Was Heero unarmed?

It was common knowledge to bring weaponry to that type of situation, but he said to 'come prepared'. Did that mean Heero hadn't been prepared and that he was warning them? If Duo knew Heero Yuy, he knew that Heero could be vague. Perhaps too vague. Prepared could mean so many things, Heero's version of prepared could be to bring a whole tank, or a dart gun. Yes, Heero was too vague.

"Too many questions," Duo thought.

Duo took another look around the room and sighed again. It was going to be a long night. How long was Trowa going to take?

"Well, might as well start preparing for his return," Duo said with a sigh.

Trowa the thief…

Trowa didn't like stealing much, but it had been necessary. Besides, was the owner of the other truck in that much need of a couple parts? Well, he might have been, but Trowa needed them more. It was all about necessity. In this case, Trowa's needs outweighed those of the civilians.

In any case, Trowa had swiped some parts and finally managed to fix the truck. He didn't recall how much time it had taken to repair the truck, but he was sure he was behind schedule. Besides, the longer Trowa took the more danger Heero was in. Trowa knew where Heero was. Heero was all ready at the colony.

Duo might not have noticed it, but when Heero contacted them, on the far wall was a little splotch of blood. Yes, Heero was there and had already encountered the locals. Trowa was guessing that Heero's reception was a pleasant one. How large was the population of L45 anyway?

Eventually, Trowa reached the nearest store when realization struck in. Trowa didn't have any money. This day was not going good for Trowa Barton. It wasn't like he could just run up there and rob the place either. The local police would be all over it and any attempts to save Heero would be lost. So that ruled that out.

What other options did he have though? That's when something caught his eye. Walking down the street was a man in black pants and a black jacket. Maybe this guy had some money that Trowa could borrow. Getting out of the truck, Trowa walked over to the man.

"Excuse me sir, but do you have any money I could borrow?" asked Trowa.

The man looked at Trowa like he had a third eye, "Why would I give you any money?"

Trowa sighed, "I'm all ready a thief, might as well go all the way then."

Faster than the man could see, Trowa gave the man a hit to the side of the head, knocking the man unconscious. Quickly, Trowa dragged the body into an alleyway and robbed the man. Leaving the man in the alley, Trowa walked toward the store with the money in hand; ready to buy the needed equipment.

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A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. There's only so much I can do without any hordes of zombies in every other sentence. ^_~ Seriously though, this no-action stuff is wearing me out and I don't want to rush the story along to get to the action. I'd like to thank everyone who's come back to read the sequel and to the new readers. I was expected a better turnout though. L Oh well, I'll still keep writing this.

Preview of the next chapter: Trowa has committed thievery and assault; Duo's committed thievery and assault too. What a group huh? And we're supposed to be routing for these guys? Anyway, in the next chapter, Trowa and Duo have their stuff and are ready to go. When they take off to L45, Trowa notices something suspicious about the cargo in the shuttle…