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3 The Preventers: Friends And Enemies



Chapter 3 – Turning Duo

Duo Maxwell walked out into the light. Heero couldn't believe what he was seeing. It had to be his head playing tricks. Duo was dead. It was confirmed. They buried him for god sake! "Duo?" Heero asked, putting his gun down. "Back from the dead, and no longer just a preventer anymore." Duo said. Heero was confused, and ironically, frightened. "But you're… you're…" Heero stuttered. "Dead? Ha! Far from it, old friend. You see, it's very easy to fake a death; all you need is a body. That night, after I found out a dirty little secret in the library, I went out and found somebody that could easily pass for me. I found somebody. I followed him. And just as he got into his house, I attacked him. I stole his car and drove him down to the jagged cliffs about five miles down the beach from you. I was angry, so, I took the man's face and bashed it against a rock until half of his entire skull was gone! Then, I threw it over the cliffs. I watched the body get cut up on rocks and finally land on the beach. I hoped it wouldn't get caught up in the tide. I was especially glad when it didn't. Then the funeral; it's so nice to see people cry for little old me." Duo said. Heero was hurt. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Why? Why, Duo?" Heero asked. Duo laughed. "Hilarious question, particularly from you. You never asked 'why?' during Operation Meteor. You never asked why we were doing it or what the result would be." Duo exclaimed. "It was the job we were chosen for, Duo." Heero said. "The doctors chose us! The Alliance chose us! We didn't have a choice of whether we wanted to go on Operation Meteor or not. It was either do or die! If you look deep enough in those files back at Preventers HQ, you'll see who gave birth to you, just as I did." Duo said. "What are you going at?" Heero asked. "That night, two years ago, I was searching for answers, and I found them. My parents were lawyers. Damn good ones, too. She wanted a child. He wanted a son to pass the firm on to. They get married and give birth to a healthy baby boy, moa! Two weeks later, a group of men break into their home. My father tried to stop them, and died trying. My mom tried to scream, but was cut short when they cut her throat. They took the baby. The men were working for the alliance when it first started and were searching for offspring from some of the select few who were liked by the people of the colonies. I was one of them. They had sent me to a boarding school till I grew up. When I was seven, there was a fire at the school. A propane tank was leaking fumes to certain parts of the building. One spark from the kitchen set it off. The building collapsed, and I was the only survivor." Duo said, looking at the ground. Heero couldn't do anything but listen and be astonished. "My god." Heero said. "I scurried along the streets after that, stealing food, being arrested, starving, being lonely. That's when I met Solo. You know, he gave me my name, Duo. We were inseparable. Then he died from an illness because his body had always had trouble creating antibodies. Then, Father Maxwell. I was fourteen when the war started. Some soldiers needed some sanctuary for their wounded. Father of course gave it to them. Then they needed somebody to steal a Leo, and I offered. I went to the local base, stole one, and went back to the church. I got out and I cried. It was on fire, burning to the ground. Resistance fighters were lying dead in the streets. Some soldiers were coming towards me. I picked up a machine gun off the street and killed them, all five of them. Death had embraced me again. And when I found out that the doctors wanted me to fly Deathscythe all along, I flipped. I was furious. God and Mother Nature had allowed me to live a normal life, but humanity denied me that privilege." Duo said.

"I'm sorry, Duo, but life is never fair to people. You have to get over it." Heero said. "I can't! Sure, you can live with the deaths of hundreds of soldiers on your mind, but I can't!" Duo screamed. "Duo? What do you plan to do with the EMP?" Heero asked. He didn't want to ask Duo about it, but it was apart of the mission and Duo's rage was only building as Heero spoke to him. Duo chuckled. "It's always about the mission, isn't it Heero? Ok. You want to know what I'm going to do with the EMP. I'll tell you. I plan to detonate it on every colony but L2." Duo said. It didn't register with Heero as to what damage the EMP would do to the earth if it were just on the colonies, but then it hit him. When the EMP detonates, it destroys everything with an electronic circuit in it. That also includes the gravitational and orbital drives to the colony itself, causing the colony to crash into the earth because of the gravitation pull of the planet. "Jesus, Duo. You're insane!" Heero said. "Genius is more like it. You see, a old film once said, "The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success"; and if I succeed, I'll be the smartest person still alive." Duo said with an evil grin. Heero knew he had to stop Duo, and in his head he thought about shooting Duo right here and now, but his feelings were stopping him from doing so. Duo looked at Heero and smiled wickedly. "I will stop you, Duo." Heero said. "I'd like to see you try." Duo insulted. Heero pulled up the gun and almost pulled the trigger as a dart imbedded itself in his neck. His vision became blurry and eventually went black as he became unconscious. Duo walked over to Heero's motionless body. "Welcome home, Heero," he said, smiling.