A/N: Well, hello. I'm trying to get the chapters out a little quicker, but bare with me people. Um, not much to talk about here, so I'll just start writing. Actually, I'd like to thank everyone for their support and patience. Keep in mind people; good things come to those who wait. Wow, don't I feel like a vault of wisdom.
Legal Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam W or any of its logos. I do not own Resident Evil or any of its logos. I'm doing this purely for entertainment value only and am making no money off it.
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GUNDAM EVIL 2 chapter 5
By the masterful SSJ_Bardock
Duo sat in the truck and watched in confusion as Trowa's blank expression turned into pure terror. Something was up, so slowly, Duo got out of the truck and walked toward Trowa's position, always watching his surroundings for danger.
"What's wrong Trowa?" Duo asked as he walked closer.
Trowa said nothing but just pointed inside the small guard shed. Duo cautiously walked up to him and braced himself for the worst. As he peered in, he took two steps back, with his jaw slung open and eyes as wide as plates.
"What the hell happened?" he questioned.
"Don't know. Just opened the door and he was sitting there, clutching his handgun," Trowa answered.
The figure lying in the shack, slumped over was none other than Heero Yuy, Gundam Pilot 01. Slowly, Heero put a hand on the wall behind him to balance himself as he tried to get back to his feet. As he stood, his knees collapsed right out from under him and he began to fall toward the ground.
Trowa was quick with his reflexes and caught the fallen pilot. Taking one of Heero's arms, he put it over his shoulders and grabbed onto Heero's waist to support him. Slowly they walked back to the truck, no one saying anything. Heero kept his eyes downcast, staring at the ground as they walked.
Without a word, Trowa sat Heero down in the truck and reached into the back, while Duo opened the gate. Finding Heero's duffel bag, he pulled out Heero's water bottle and handed to their beaten comrade. Heero took the bottle and just sat there for a moment, not doing anything. Finally he unscrewed the cap and took a long drink, not bothering to wipe away the water that was leaking down his chin.
Taking in a deep breath, Heero staggered out of the truck and waved a hand to Trowa that he was fine to stand on his own. Raising the water bottle over his head, he dumped the entire contents onto his head. The water poured down his body, cascading over his shoulders and clothes. The blood that had accumulated on him, ran down his shoulders, neck, legs, to the floor. He began to look like the Heero they knew, only with some cuts.
Check that, there were lacerations all over his chest, arms and even a long gash on his forehead. Numerous cuts were scattered around on his leg and back. Upon seeing the cuts, bruises, and all that nasty stuff, Duo gave a low whistle.
"Damn Heero. What the hell happened to you?" Duo asked.
Heero said nothing to Duo and glanced back at Trowa, "Any first aid supplies?"
Trowa nodded and reached into Heero's bag, to produce a first aid kit. Opening the first aid kit, Trowa motioned for Heero to sit down.
"I'm fine. I can patch them up myself," Heero said.
"I don't care Heero. You're all beaten and bruised. Sit down willingly, or I'll force you to myself. When it comes to these situations, don't try and be a hero. You're a human being, not a machine," Trowa said.
Heero scowled and sat down on the cement, leaning against the truck for support. It hurt just to sit down, but Heero would never admit it to anyone. So he let Trowa do what he wanted. It wasn't like Heero could resist if he wanted to anyway. Quietly, he sat while Trowa slowly stitched up his wounds.
Trowa gauged the wounds carefully as he patched them up. Wiping away the blood with some rubbing alcohol, Trowa carefully began to bandage him up. That's when something caught his eye. Looking carefully, he noticed some kind of liquid leaking out of one of Heero's cuts. He wiped it off and looked at it for a moment. It was poison. Looking up at Heero, he was about to say something, but the look on Heero's face told him not to. Heero knew it was there, he could ask later. Just like Trowa, Heero didn't want anyone to know he had a weakness. Biting his lip, Trowa continued to bandage Heero up.
It had been nearly fifteen minutes when Trowa finished Heero's bandages. Heero now had them wrapped around his chest and arms. He cringed as he put his green tank top back on. No one had said anything during that time. All was quiet with the exception of an occasional splashing sound of Heero's blood dripping into the small pool under him. Neither Trowa nor Duo knew precisely how much blood Heero had lost, but it seemed to be quite a bit.
When Trowa completed bandaging Heero up, he stood up next to Duo and looked down at Heero, "What happened?"
Heero grunted and attempted to stand on his feet. Using the truck for support, he was able to stand upright. Looking at his fellow Gundam pilots, he scowled, "New monster."
Trowa and Duo both visibly flinched at that, "What is it?" Duo asked.
Heero shook his head, "Don't know. I didn't ask it what its name was."
Duo rolled his eyes in response.
"What did it look like?" Trowa asked.
Heero regarded Trowa thoughtfully for a moment before looking behind him, as if searching for something. "It's nothing like we've encountered before. The only things that it could be slightly similar to are those things with the long tongues. It stands upright, but slumped over, just like a…" he paused, looking for the word, "gorilla. No fur or hair. The skin is smooth and silver, with black patches on its upper body. Claws for hands. It screeches right before it attacks, but when it attacks, you better hit the deck. It'll decapitate you otherwise."
Duo had a question, "How do you know? I mean, you've still got your head."
"Obviously Duo. I saw it happen. Two guards tried to take it out, but failed."
"Then where are the bodies?"
"Don't know," Heero answered flatly. "Dragged the corpses for a while, the new creatures that is. I wasn't going to pursue them."
"So that's what messed you up?" Duo asked.
Heero nodded, "Yeah Duo, that's what messed me up."
Before any more questions were asked Trowa opened the passenger side of the truck and walked back toward Heero, "Let's go. I want to get this over with as shortly as possible."
Heero didn't argue as Trowa extended his hand, but rather just took it and got to his feet. Trowa supported him once again to help him into the truck. Once Heero was seated, Trowa slammed the door shut and hopped into the back, leaning up against the cab of the truck with a sullen expression on his face. Heero was poisoned, this wasn't good. There might be a cure at the facility, after all, Umbrella did make these things, and they should have a cure…they should have... Grabbing a shotgun he looked toward Duo, who was looking at him quizzically.
"Let's go Duo."
"Alright."
Duo got into the truck and slammed the door closed. Taking hold of the steering wheel, he put his foot on the gas pedal and the truck took off down the street. Rolling loudly through the small city, with no competition for sound. The Colony was quiet, all too quiet. There was also something else missing from the city.
"Hey Heero. Where are all the zombies?" Duo asked.
"Hiding maybe. Waiting for an opportunity to strike I suppose," Heero answered.
The street they were driving on was completely void of the living dead. Not a single zombie lurked in the street, not a single drop of blood was on the pavement. Nothing was there at all to suggest any form of evil was even there.
"Heero, do you know where the facility is?" Duo asked.
"It's a twenty minute ride. Right in the center of the Colony, the huge building, it'd be impossible to miss, even for you."
"Thanks," Duo answered mockingly.
Heero said nothing and closed his eyes, relaxing back in the leather seat. Lazily he opened his eyes and stared out the window at the passing buildings. Suddenly his eyes snapped open, his senses fully alert. He watched it as they drove by and a muffled sound in the back confirmed that Trowa had seen it too.
"What's wrong?" Duo asked, fearful.
"We're not alone any more," Heero said.
Duo could only glance at Heero every few seconds but it seemed to Duo that Heero's eyes were following something's movements. Looking into the rearview mirror, Duo saw Trowa looking in the same direction, shotgun aimed out. Panic and paranoia began to flood Duo's senses. What was going on? He couldn't see a damn thing.
Unexpectedly he saw a flash in the corner of his eye. Something leaped out of the shadows at the truck and Duo panicked and the truck swerved a little. The satisfying sound of a shotgun firing calmed him a little bit. Looking once again into the rearview mirror he saw the body of what might be an animal clumped over on the road. If it hadn't been for the red blood everywhere, Duo could've sworn he saw some silver on it. Then the zombies formerly in question began to pile out of the alleyways, to feast on their fallen creature.
"Damn," Duo muttered, watching them rip the thing to shreds.
"Did you get it Trowa?" Heero asked.
"It's down!" Trowa yelled back. "And being eaten!"
Heero blinked and took a look, not believing his eyes.
Duo glanced at Heero for a moment, "What the hell was that thing?"
Turning his attention away from the cannibalistic zombies, he regarded Duo, "The creature I was telling you about."
"Are you serious? It kept pace with the truck?!" Duo asked, not believing his ears.
"Yes. It stays in the shadows from what I've seen. It tries to get the drop on its prey, just like a hunter of the wild."
Duo shook his head; he was through trying to figure this stuff out. Every time something unexpected happened, Heero would expect it. Duo never knew how Heero did it. It was like a sixth sense or something. But Duo did know something about this situation. It made everyone more humane. Trowa and Heero, who wouldn't normally hold up a conversation, became more open and talkative in this environment. Duo guessed it had something to do with all the slaughter and evil, and that talking helped relieve the tension. Speaking of tension, it was time to break it.
"Heero, tell me. What were you doing here in the first place?" Duo questioned.
"Trying to stop Umbrella from creating another Crestfalls. Seems it's a little late though, huh?"
Duo nodded sadly, "Yeah… So, any more surprises for us? Anything else you forget to tell us? There usually is with you Heero."
Heero was silent for a moment before nodding; "I had help on this mission."
Duo was shocked for a moment, "You?! Heero Yuy had help? I must be dreaming. After all, you didn't need my help."
Heero ignored Duo's barb, "She was a pivotal part in tracking down Umbrella. Without her, I would've never found this facility."
Duo was even more astonished, "She? She? Oh, now it all makes sense. You like her don't you? That's why you asked her to help?" Duo teased.
A snarl appeared on Heero's face, "No! This is no time for joking Duo!"
Duo cringed, "Sorry man. Just trying to lighten the mood, besides, I know you like Relena. Anyway, what's her name?"
Once again, Heero ignored Duo's comment, "It might be her real name, or a code name. In any case, she calls herself Midii Une."
"Midii Une? A girl by that name bought some parts from me earlier—" but Duo was interrupted.
A loud thump was heard from the back as Trowa dropped the shotgun. A shocked expression was written on his normally stoic features. He sat there, seemingly paralyzed in that position. The notion of her being alive was just staggering. After all he'd thought of today, to find out that she was alive…and in this kind of environment…in danger…because of Heero…
Duo thought he heard Trowa say something, but it was too low to hear, "What Trowa?"
"I said," he yelled, "pull the truck over!"
"What's wrong?"
"Just do it!" Trowa yelled.
Duo shook his head and did as Trowa told him to, pulling the truck to a stop in the middle of the road. There was no traffic so Duo didn't see the harm. No sooner had Duo stopped the truck, then Trowa jumped out of the truck. Suddenly the passenger side door was flung open and Heero was pulled out of his seat.
Duo quickly got out of the truck, just in time to see Trowa throw Heero into a wall by the fabric of Heero's tank top. Trowa quickly ran up to Heero and picked him up by it, pressing Heero to the wall. The Gundam Pilot 01 was too weakened from the previous events to fight back.
"Why Heero?!" Trowa screamed, "How could you put her into this kind of situation?! How could you?!"
To Duo, Trowa had gone over the edge. Duo had never seen him act like this before. One moment they were just talking and the next, Trowa snaps. It was confusing to say the least. Quickly he ran up and broke Trowa's grasp on Heero, who slumped to the ground. As Duo looked into Trowa's eyes, there was a fire there that would rival all of Hell's fury. A voice broke that same look into a sadness Duo had never seen on a living being.
"What's the matter Nanashi? Don't think I can take care of myself? I managed quite fine last time, or don't you remember leaving me to die?"
Trowa' stoic mask slipped on as he turned to face her. As he did, a look of confusion came over Duo and Heero. What did she mean by 'last time'? And who was Nanashi? Trowa? This whole situation just got a lot more complicated. No matter whom she was talking to, Midii Une and Trowa Barton stared at one another with a piercing gaze.
As Trowa turned around, he prepared himself for this. It had been almost six years since he left her back in that jungle. So as he turned around and saw Midii Une, a feeling of relief washed through him when he saw her. Not a scratch marred her, from what was visible. A black jacket encircled her small frame, covering up a red shirt underneath. Black leather pants covered her legs and eyes as gray as clouds stared back at him. Blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, slightly wavy. Just as beautiful as Trowa thought she would be.
The two just stared at each other wordlessly for a while. Neither one would break the silence. The tension in the air was thick. Tension for what, Duo Maxwell didn't know. But what he did know was to let Trowa finish his staring contest and help Heero, who was leaning on the wall for support. Finally, Trowa of all people broke the tension.
"What are you doing here?"
"I thought Heero would've explained that by now. As you know, I was a spy and I still am. Heero had the money, so I took the job. Why are you asking Nanashi? Why do you care?" she retorted.
Trowa completely avoided the second question, "So you'll do anything for the right amount of money then?" Trowa mocked.
Midii flinched, that was cold, "Why do you care Nanashi? Why do you care what I do?"
"Because I don't feel like babysitting this afternoon. Unlike you, this isn't my job and I want to spend the least amount of time here possible," he said, his voice dripping with venom.
Duo was watching the two of them go at it, but he just had to voice his question, "Wait a minute. You two know each other?"
"Yes," Midii said, turning toward Duo, "and the last time we were in the same area, he left me for dead in a jungle."
"Trowa!" Duo yelled, surprised at his comrade's actions.
"She betrayed everyone. Nearly got everyone killed. Only I survived."
"What?! How could you?" Duo yelled, scolding her.
"What? I had a sick father and three brothers to feed. That was the only way I could get money. Times were rough all over."
"Oh, I'm…sorry," Duo responded, hanging his head in shame.
"Don't be. That's the past, now we have to protect the future. Who are you? It seems that Heero won't bother with introductions," Midii told him.
Heero grunted, "The one with the braid is Duo Maxwell. You seem to know Trowa already."
"Trowa?" she asked.
So Nanashi finally had a name. She glanced back at Trowa, who had not flinched once. The one visible emerald eye pierced into her. It was as if he could see into her, and he was reading her soul. Midii slightly shivered. Trowa's stare was becoming unnerving. Was he just going to stare at her all day?
"I thought you wanted to get out of here as soon as possible," Midii said.
"I do," came Trowa's short reply.
"So why are we standing here now? Shouldn't we be getting to the facility?"
Trowa flinched; she had gotten the better of him on that account. "Whatever," he said as he headed toward the truck. "Duo I'm driving, Heero up front."
No one gave a reply. Heero lumbered into the front of the truck, while Duo and Midii hopped into the back. The mood had gone from anxiety, to just all out confusion, with a mix of resentment thrown in. But no one said anything, even Duo, the normally chatty pilot, sat in silence. The new information he had gotten about Trowa's past was something to think about.
Trowa on the other hand was having a battle in his mind. One part of him resented her being there, while another part of him wouldn't want her anywhere else but by his side. Two separate, yet strong feelings clashed. Love and hate battled it out in the playing field that was Trowa's mind. It was hate vs. love; mind vs. heart.
There was a question on his mind though. How could he love her? They had just met, for the second time. He barely knew anything about her, yet he had this strange feeling eating him up inside. But she had almost gotten him killed!
"But those were rough times. We all did what we had to, in order to survive. She was no different than I. We were…we are the same," he thought.
Quickly Trowa pushed all of his thoughts aside, they could be dealt with at a later time. There could only be one focus for him now, the mission. There was no room for failure; success was a must. The mission comes first; he had to keep telling himself that.
Heero watched Trowa carefully out of the corner of his eye. Ever since he had mentioned hiring Midii Une, Trowa's behavior was erratic. He was having spontaneous mood swings. That's when something in Heero's mind clicked. He recognized the behavior, in himself. Whenever Relena was involved, he did strange things he wouldn't normally do.
Trowa had snapped at Midii Une's name, at the situation she was in. It was Midii Une. Midii Une was Trowa's equal to his Relena. It all made sense now. Now that Heero knew, he could easily forgive Trowa for what he did. Heero had first hand experience of the affects girls had on the opposite sex.
"You like her," Heero said, it was more of a statement than a question.
"None of your concern," Trowa shot back.
That reaction confirmed it. If he didn't, Trowa wouldn't have said anything. So, Trowa was having girl troubles, huh? Heero gave a small smirk in satisfaction. Now someone else knew what he was going through.
"You hate it don't you?" he asked.
"What?" Trowa responded, a little annoyed.
"You hate her being here. You care too much for her. You don't want her hurt. That's why you came at me. I put her in danger, in your eyes, and you wanted her to be safe. I may not be the best at judging emotions, but I can recognize them in others. Trowa, you love her."
Trowa didn't respond for a moment, "Look Heero. Just because you won't admit your feelings for Relena, it's no excuse to accuse me of such things."
Heero flinched, that one hit home. "Don't tell me what I feel."
"And don't tell me what I feel. Look Heero, I'd love to exchange thoughts and feelings with you, but there's a mission we have to think of," Trowa said, accenting the word 'feelings' with deep sarcasm.
Heero merely grunted in reply and remained quiet. There was something to be thankful for. Trowa's feelings were readable like a book if you asked the right questions. So Trowa's feelings were out in the open, even if he didn't say it.
This was a double-edged sword for Trowa though. Trowa had found someone he liked, yes. That was good; the Gundam Pilot 03 was usually alone, someone like Midii would keep him company. But now Trowa had a liability. Having a liability on the battlefield was a weakness that could be exploited. If Trowa had a weakness, they all had a weakness. That put their lives in danger. This was bad, the girl was trouble.
Now, how to deal with this problem? It could be handled one of two ways. The first was to have the girl eliminated. That would take away the weakness, but they needed her. No matter what relationship she had with Trowa, she was a key piece in this plan. She had access codes, knowledge of Umbrella's activities; she was needed, but they could manage without her. Trowa would most likely catch on and then all hell would break loose. That would be bad, very, very bad.
The second option was simple. The second option would be to put up with her and Trowa and try to manage. They'd have her to crack the codes and passwords without wasting any time trying to hack into the system. She also knew how to trigger the facility's self-destruct system, and that was key. Trowa wouldn't get mad. Then it was decided in his mind; they'd take the second option, unless things went awry. But Trowa had said she was a traitor at one point. Could she be trusted? He didn't know her, or know what happened, but that was the past. Those were different circumstances. But for now, Heero would give her the benefit of the doubt.
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A/N: So how was this chapter? Any good? Sorry this took so long to get out. It will probably be like this from now on, a new chapter every two weeks. But what I've got planned for this, oh boy. Depending on how I write, this will be long or really long. Sorry if the characters are OOC, but I usually write the characters as I'm feeling. So if Duo or someone makes a snide remark, I'm probably mad at something. Sorry, but that's just how I write. As you can tell I'm a 3x12 fan, so you can guess where this is going. Also, at the end of every chapter from here on out, I'm thinking of adding a brief paragraph or two on one of the character's thoughts. I think I will. So in chapter 6, look for the thoughts at the end of the chapter.
Preview: Midii Une has joined the three on their quest to stop Umbrella. Can she be trusted? Or will she turn on Nanashi like she did before? Only she knows. They've reached the facility but a decision needs to be made…but what is that decision and how will it affect everyone?
