Side note
LunaPrincess here, just to warn all of you, this chapter might be a little too emotional for youngsters, or even adults. Also, it's a little out there, and it might confuse all of you, I'm sorry if it does. If you're lost, I'll add a side note, for those of you who are, at the end of the chapter. Ja ne
Chapter twenty nine- The End of a Never Ending War
Usagi safely landed, not to far away from where Heero's shuttle had crashed landed, while he ejected from it minutes before.
Usagi pulled off the helmet, and opened the cockpit door. She stared out over the tops of the trees. Earth was beautiful. The full green leaved trees, seemed to go on endlessly in front of her, following Earth's surface, even up the mountains. She stood up, and looked down 15 ft to the ground. Dirt, and rotting leaves would be all that would break her fall.
Not that jumping made her hesitate, the idea of facing Heero, and the truth was what made her think twice.
'He deserves to know...'
Her mind was right, he did deserve to know why he had been deceived, and lied to all these years. He had all right, to be angry, or upset, even though she knew he was neither. She knew how this would end up, as if she had known it her whole life.
Usagi inhaled, ready to face what had been laid out for her by fate, and destiny. She gripped the sides of the cockpit door, and pulled herself out, before she could think twice. She sailed through the air, landing with a thud on the forest floor. She stood, and raced towards the base, where Heero had already been in for five minutes.
Her arms pumped at her side, and her legs pushed her forward. She gasped for air, as her muscles burn and begged to stop moving. Her shoulder ached, but she ignored the soreness, and entered through the already opened door.
Once inside, she already figured Heero didn't wait, to get to his destination. A few soldiers, laid sprawled on their backs, a few pressed against the wall, still slightly confused, while scientist went to pick up their papers. Among them, was Dr. L. Usagi waved to the older woman, as she passed, and followed the trail Heero had left for her.
She had to leap over a few bodies, which were her fellow teammates, but she didn't care, she was on a mission, and that was to protect Heero.
She passed an open door, and came to a sliding stop. She hurried back, and slipped inside. She found the person, on the top of her hate list.
He turned, and glanced at her over his shoulder, and softly sighed. He faced her; his shoulders slumped. "So you finally figured it out huh?"
Usagi scowled, and replied, "It took me a while, but I finally put the pieces together."
He nodded, and opened his top drawer. He sighed again, and reached into it, and grabbed something, tightly. Usagi frowned, and shifted under the space suit she still wore. "So why did you..."
He chuckled slightly, shaking his head, "Cut the crap Usagi. I know you'd rather kill me, then talk morally, so why don't you just do away with me?" He looked her in the eyes. Usagi smirked, and patted herself down, "They don't let you carry guns in the infirmary."
He shook his head, and asked, "Why were you there, again? Being heroic once again. See that is one thing, I could never drill into your brain."
Usagi frowned, and crossed her arms over her chest, "What the hell are you babbling about now, old man?" He shook his head, and pulled out a 9mm from the top drawer. He held it loosely, but Usagi eyed it carefully. He tossed it at her, and she caught it in both hands. She looked it over, and bobbed her eyebrows with interest. "It's every man...or woman for his or her self, Usagi. You never understood me; every time I told you, to forget about the wounded, let them die, save yourself. But you always sacrificed your safety, to save them. I'm surprised you haven't died yet; you sure have been shot enough times."
Usagi rolled her eyes, and held the gun in one hand, and let it hang at her side. "Well, so I'm generous, weak if you must. At least I gave a damn." He nodded, and pointed at her with his good hand, "Awe, and that is what I have been telling you since you came here. Don't worry about them, worry about yourself. At least Heero understood. He never put himself in danger for others except for himself, and his mission."
Usagi waved the gun around in the air, her finger tightening on the trigger, "Yea, and look what you did to him. What kind of man does that, to his own..." The man waved off her remark, with his hand. "I've heard enough."
He fell into the chair behind his desk, and sighed slowly. "I have lived a long and miserable life. You have no idea what it was like..." Usagi cut him off, "A miserable life!!! Are you mad? The only person, who has had a miserable life, is Odin...Heero. He deserves more, than what you gave him!!! He is a great person, and you gave him hell, and a cold hand. You never cared about how he felt. Don't you dare tell me you had a hard life? Your life was nothing compared to what Heero's life was..."
He slammed his fists against the desk, and stood, "And how would you know? You grew up with a family, in a house. How do you know what a hard life is? Have you tried to see what life was like, through a soldier's eyes during the war? Or through my eyes?" Usagi shut her mouth, and frowned slightly.
He continued, "I grew up in a war zone, with nothing, but the clothes I wore. I had no family, no home, nothing. I grew up on the streets, and had to survive alone in the world, and had strived hard to become what I am today. So don't you tell me, that I gave Heero a hard life, he had a home, he had people around him. I have seen far worst then he ever did."
Usagi nearly burst out laughing. She shook her head, and cocked the gun. "Whipty fucking do! You strived real hard, and look where it took you!!! An old man, with no goddamn heart!!! Just because you had it rough, gave you no right to give Heero hell!!! Yea sure he had a home, yea sure he had you around, whenever you came around to beat the hell out of him. You grew up on the streets, learning how to survive for a meal, while Heero grew up trying to survive the training you put him through. You told him; emotions would make him weak, because you knew from experience! But did you have to fight in a war when you were only 8 years old, did you kill a man, when you were 6! Did you grow up, not knowing you had a family, when the whole time, the man that was training you to be an assassin, was your own Otosan!!!"
Tears fell from Usagi's eyes, and she aimed the gun at the man, who looked devastated. He closed his eyes, and sighed in defeat.
Usagi choked on a sob, and she whispered harshly, "I hated you, before I even met you. My Okaasan told me, that you made your own child train to fight in a war. I hated you even more, because you took me in and trained me to fight and survive. I hated you, because what you had done to Odin. I hated you, because you took him away from me, time and time again. And I hate you most, because you were my enemy, since I became Duo. You made me become Duo because, you wanted Heero to hate me, and you wanted to test my abilities to overcome my emotions. Just like you had trained Heero, you wanted to see how long I would go, without caring. You sent me on that mission, hoping I wouldn't come out alive." Usagi gritted her teeth, and braced herself.
"It's true. All that you have said is a known fact, to you and I. You're very bright Usagi, and I knew that as much, when you came to me to train you." He paused slightly, "But I never knew, that all of this would happen. Sure, I was going to train you to ignore you emotions, and be another perfect soldier, but you were strong. You had grown up following your emotions, and you had taught Heero the same. You became a threat."
Usagi nodded, and closed her eyes, "So you hired Mamoru."
"Hn."
Usagi opened her eyes, and slowly looked over her shoulder, "Heero?" She stared at him, and she blinked back her tears. He glanced at her briefly, but his eyes were trained on the man at the desk.
"Nanashi."
Usagi softly smiled, and nodded slowly. "So just because I taught Heero how to love, and care, you caused all of this to stop me?"
The man nodded, and frowned at her. "Yes, and I will continue to do so." Usagi frowned, and looked towards the man. She barely glimpsed the cold metal gun the man had pulled out from the top drawer, and raised. A shot rang off, and Usagi pulled the trigger in alarm.
She heard a sound, and watched the old man spit out blood, and his head hit the desk with a thud. She wasn't sure what happened next, but she knew it all went really slow. Something heavy fell against her, and she collapsed under its weight. She hit the floor with a smack, and the thing on her, plastered her to the ground. She looked up, and saw a mass of unruly brown hair. Slowly she glanced around, and found herself alone.
She shivered, as something seeped into her suit. She felt around, and found something sticky. Her eyes widen in alarm, and she looked at her fingers. "Oh kami."
Usagi sat up, and looked down at him. "Iie kami, Heero!!" She cradled his head in her lap, and stared at the blood flowing from the bullet wound to his chest. "Help!!!! Someone help me!!!" She cried out in despair, hoping beyond hope, someone might come.
She bent her head down, and kissed his forehead, "Oh please, iie...please don't go."
"I heard."
She gasped, and looked at his face. His eyes stared hard at her, a soft smirk on his face. Usagi felt the tears rush from her eyes, and she whispered, "You can't leave me yet...someone help me!!!! Kami damnit!!! I need help!!!"
She looked back down at him, as he shook his head. Blood spluttered from the wound, and Usagi covered it with her hands putting pressure on it. "You can't die like this damnit Heero. Not yet!"
Dr. L came into the room, "Oh my god! Medic, we need medic!!!"
Not long after, men in white rushed in with a gurney. They pulled Heero away from her, and placed him on the bed. He was then wheeled away. Usagi tried to follow, but was held back. "I have to see if he's okay!!!" Dr. L shook her head, "There's nothing you can do for him now Usagi."
Usagi stopped struggling, and dropped her gaze to the floor. Something perked her interest, and she looked up over to the desk. She watched as the man in white checked for a pulse.
Dr. L asked, "Is he..." the man in white frowned, and replied, "I'm sorry Dr. he's gone."
Dr. L nodded slowly, "Alright, then get Dr. J out of here, we'll have a funeral as soon as we can arrange it. He was a good scientist, but an awful man."
Usagi nodded, slowly in agreement. Then slowly, she whispered, "He saved me...he jumped in front of me so I wouldn't be hurt...why would he do that?" Dr. L shrugged, "Only he can tell you, Usagi."
Usagi nodded, and let Dr. L lead her out of the office.
Side note
LunaPrincess here!! All right, to clear it up for those of you who are lost. Okay in this story, Dr. J is Heero's father. Heero was brought up, to not feel emotions, but then Usagi came along, and taught him how to care, and follow his emotions. Dr. J saw Usagi as a threat, and that she might undo everything he had done to make Heero the perfect soldier, so he hired Mamoru, to distract Usagi. But then Mamoru failed, and Usagi was shot. Dr. J took the chance, and told Heero Usagi died, and sent him to fight against Oz. Usagi was to become Duo, since she lost her memory. But then, Dr. J saw her becoming a threat again, and sent Mamoru to end it once and for all, but he failed once again, and died. Usagi regains her memory, and you should understand the rest I think. If not, tell me what you don't understand in the reviews, and in the next chapter, I'll clear up as much as I can. Thank you for reading this story bye!!!
LunaPrincess here, just to warn all of you, this chapter might be a little too emotional for youngsters, or even adults. Also, it's a little out there, and it might confuse all of you, I'm sorry if it does. If you're lost, I'll add a side note, for those of you who are, at the end of the chapter. Ja ne
Chapter twenty nine- The End of a Never Ending War
Usagi safely landed, not to far away from where Heero's shuttle had crashed landed, while he ejected from it minutes before.
Usagi pulled off the helmet, and opened the cockpit door. She stared out over the tops of the trees. Earth was beautiful. The full green leaved trees, seemed to go on endlessly in front of her, following Earth's surface, even up the mountains. She stood up, and looked down 15 ft to the ground. Dirt, and rotting leaves would be all that would break her fall.
Not that jumping made her hesitate, the idea of facing Heero, and the truth was what made her think twice.
'He deserves to know...'
Her mind was right, he did deserve to know why he had been deceived, and lied to all these years. He had all right, to be angry, or upset, even though she knew he was neither. She knew how this would end up, as if she had known it her whole life.
Usagi inhaled, ready to face what had been laid out for her by fate, and destiny. She gripped the sides of the cockpit door, and pulled herself out, before she could think twice. She sailed through the air, landing with a thud on the forest floor. She stood, and raced towards the base, where Heero had already been in for five minutes.
Her arms pumped at her side, and her legs pushed her forward. She gasped for air, as her muscles burn and begged to stop moving. Her shoulder ached, but she ignored the soreness, and entered through the already opened door.
Once inside, she already figured Heero didn't wait, to get to his destination. A few soldiers, laid sprawled on their backs, a few pressed against the wall, still slightly confused, while scientist went to pick up their papers. Among them, was Dr. L. Usagi waved to the older woman, as she passed, and followed the trail Heero had left for her.
She had to leap over a few bodies, which were her fellow teammates, but she didn't care, she was on a mission, and that was to protect Heero.
She passed an open door, and came to a sliding stop. She hurried back, and slipped inside. She found the person, on the top of her hate list.
He turned, and glanced at her over his shoulder, and softly sighed. He faced her; his shoulders slumped. "So you finally figured it out huh?"
Usagi scowled, and replied, "It took me a while, but I finally put the pieces together."
He nodded, and opened his top drawer. He sighed again, and reached into it, and grabbed something, tightly. Usagi frowned, and shifted under the space suit she still wore. "So why did you..."
He chuckled slightly, shaking his head, "Cut the crap Usagi. I know you'd rather kill me, then talk morally, so why don't you just do away with me?" He looked her in the eyes. Usagi smirked, and patted herself down, "They don't let you carry guns in the infirmary."
He shook his head, and asked, "Why were you there, again? Being heroic once again. See that is one thing, I could never drill into your brain."
Usagi frowned, and crossed her arms over her chest, "What the hell are you babbling about now, old man?" He shook his head, and pulled out a 9mm from the top drawer. He held it loosely, but Usagi eyed it carefully. He tossed it at her, and she caught it in both hands. She looked it over, and bobbed her eyebrows with interest. "It's every man...or woman for his or her self, Usagi. You never understood me; every time I told you, to forget about the wounded, let them die, save yourself. But you always sacrificed your safety, to save them. I'm surprised you haven't died yet; you sure have been shot enough times."
Usagi rolled her eyes, and held the gun in one hand, and let it hang at her side. "Well, so I'm generous, weak if you must. At least I gave a damn." He nodded, and pointed at her with his good hand, "Awe, and that is what I have been telling you since you came here. Don't worry about them, worry about yourself. At least Heero understood. He never put himself in danger for others except for himself, and his mission."
Usagi waved the gun around in the air, her finger tightening on the trigger, "Yea, and look what you did to him. What kind of man does that, to his own..." The man waved off her remark, with his hand. "I've heard enough."
He fell into the chair behind his desk, and sighed slowly. "I have lived a long and miserable life. You have no idea what it was like..." Usagi cut him off, "A miserable life!!! Are you mad? The only person, who has had a miserable life, is Odin...Heero. He deserves more, than what you gave him!!! He is a great person, and you gave him hell, and a cold hand. You never cared about how he felt. Don't you dare tell me you had a hard life? Your life was nothing compared to what Heero's life was..."
He slammed his fists against the desk, and stood, "And how would you know? You grew up with a family, in a house. How do you know what a hard life is? Have you tried to see what life was like, through a soldier's eyes during the war? Or through my eyes?" Usagi shut her mouth, and frowned slightly.
He continued, "I grew up in a war zone, with nothing, but the clothes I wore. I had no family, no home, nothing. I grew up on the streets, and had to survive alone in the world, and had strived hard to become what I am today. So don't you tell me, that I gave Heero a hard life, he had a home, he had people around him. I have seen far worst then he ever did."
Usagi nearly burst out laughing. She shook her head, and cocked the gun. "Whipty fucking do! You strived real hard, and look where it took you!!! An old man, with no goddamn heart!!! Just because you had it rough, gave you no right to give Heero hell!!! Yea sure he had a home, yea sure he had you around, whenever you came around to beat the hell out of him. You grew up on the streets, learning how to survive for a meal, while Heero grew up trying to survive the training you put him through. You told him; emotions would make him weak, because you knew from experience! But did you have to fight in a war when you were only 8 years old, did you kill a man, when you were 6! Did you grow up, not knowing you had a family, when the whole time, the man that was training you to be an assassin, was your own Otosan!!!"
Tears fell from Usagi's eyes, and she aimed the gun at the man, who looked devastated. He closed his eyes, and sighed in defeat.
Usagi choked on a sob, and she whispered harshly, "I hated you, before I even met you. My Okaasan told me, that you made your own child train to fight in a war. I hated you even more, because you took me in and trained me to fight and survive. I hated you, because what you had done to Odin. I hated you, because you took him away from me, time and time again. And I hate you most, because you were my enemy, since I became Duo. You made me become Duo because, you wanted Heero to hate me, and you wanted to test my abilities to overcome my emotions. Just like you had trained Heero, you wanted to see how long I would go, without caring. You sent me on that mission, hoping I wouldn't come out alive." Usagi gritted her teeth, and braced herself.
"It's true. All that you have said is a known fact, to you and I. You're very bright Usagi, and I knew that as much, when you came to me to train you." He paused slightly, "But I never knew, that all of this would happen. Sure, I was going to train you to ignore you emotions, and be another perfect soldier, but you were strong. You had grown up following your emotions, and you had taught Heero the same. You became a threat."
Usagi nodded, and closed her eyes, "So you hired Mamoru."
"Hn."
Usagi opened her eyes, and slowly looked over her shoulder, "Heero?" She stared at him, and she blinked back her tears. He glanced at her briefly, but his eyes were trained on the man at the desk.
"Nanashi."
Usagi softly smiled, and nodded slowly. "So just because I taught Heero how to love, and care, you caused all of this to stop me?"
The man nodded, and frowned at her. "Yes, and I will continue to do so." Usagi frowned, and looked towards the man. She barely glimpsed the cold metal gun the man had pulled out from the top drawer, and raised. A shot rang off, and Usagi pulled the trigger in alarm.
She heard a sound, and watched the old man spit out blood, and his head hit the desk with a thud. She wasn't sure what happened next, but she knew it all went really slow. Something heavy fell against her, and she collapsed under its weight. She hit the floor with a smack, and the thing on her, plastered her to the ground. She looked up, and saw a mass of unruly brown hair. Slowly she glanced around, and found herself alone.
She shivered, as something seeped into her suit. She felt around, and found something sticky. Her eyes widen in alarm, and she looked at her fingers. "Oh kami."
Usagi sat up, and looked down at him. "Iie kami, Heero!!" She cradled his head in her lap, and stared at the blood flowing from the bullet wound to his chest. "Help!!!! Someone help me!!!" She cried out in despair, hoping beyond hope, someone might come.
She bent her head down, and kissed his forehead, "Oh please, iie...please don't go."
"I heard."
She gasped, and looked at his face. His eyes stared hard at her, a soft smirk on his face. Usagi felt the tears rush from her eyes, and she whispered, "You can't leave me yet...someone help me!!!! Kami damnit!!! I need help!!!"
She looked back down at him, as he shook his head. Blood spluttered from the wound, and Usagi covered it with her hands putting pressure on it. "You can't die like this damnit Heero. Not yet!"
Dr. L came into the room, "Oh my god! Medic, we need medic!!!"
Not long after, men in white rushed in with a gurney. They pulled Heero away from her, and placed him on the bed. He was then wheeled away. Usagi tried to follow, but was held back. "I have to see if he's okay!!!" Dr. L shook her head, "There's nothing you can do for him now Usagi."
Usagi stopped struggling, and dropped her gaze to the floor. Something perked her interest, and she looked up over to the desk. She watched as the man in white checked for a pulse.
Dr. L asked, "Is he..." the man in white frowned, and replied, "I'm sorry Dr. he's gone."
Dr. L nodded slowly, "Alright, then get Dr. J out of here, we'll have a funeral as soon as we can arrange it. He was a good scientist, but an awful man."
Usagi nodded, slowly in agreement. Then slowly, she whispered, "He saved me...he jumped in front of me so I wouldn't be hurt...why would he do that?" Dr. L shrugged, "Only he can tell you, Usagi."
Usagi nodded, and let Dr. L lead her out of the office.
Side note
LunaPrincess here!! All right, to clear it up for those of you who are lost. Okay in this story, Dr. J is Heero's father. Heero was brought up, to not feel emotions, but then Usagi came along, and taught him how to care, and follow his emotions. Dr. J saw Usagi as a threat, and that she might undo everything he had done to make Heero the perfect soldier, so he hired Mamoru, to distract Usagi. But then Mamoru failed, and Usagi was shot. Dr. J took the chance, and told Heero Usagi died, and sent him to fight against Oz. Usagi was to become Duo, since she lost her memory. But then, Dr. J saw her becoming a threat again, and sent Mamoru to end it once and for all, but he failed once again, and died. Usagi regains her memory, and you should understand the rest I think. If not, tell me what you don't understand in the reviews, and in the next chapter, I'll clear up as much as I can. Thank you for reading this story bye!!!