1 Bravest Eyes
2 Chapter 11: The Secrets of Life and Death
Kattie
Note: Okay, I'm very stressed out. I've never written a mobile suit battle before… EVER. panic attack gah gah gah!!! What am I going to do?!! panics for a few minutes more OOOH! I know- I'll write it anyway and hope it isn't too horrible. bows forgive me but I lack the ability to write battle scenes. Just remember I tried really hard. ^^**** plays 8 battle songs in hopes it may help
Another Note: Considering I had 97 reviews when I wrote this and I usually average a tiny bit higher than 3 reviews a chapter, there should be 100 reviews total soon. So be ready for a sequel. I have the idea phew and I think it isn't too horrible. Sorry chapter 9 was so depressing (yet again I apologize) but everyone seemed to like 10 better. ^^ Don't think me arrogant but chapter 10 turned out far better than I'd thought it was and I am very pleased with the chapter ^^***.
Disclaimer: Oh the songs I could write of the anguish I suffer from this exact topic… no my friends… I don't own Gundam Wing. sobs Curse this disclaimer! CURSE IT! whaps across face.
Dedication: Dedicated to my mommy and all mommies' out there for Mommy's day! Thanks for giving birth to us ^^.
The Battle (cringe)
A mobile suit battle. This was Yumi's idea of a final torture session before death. It was a mistake, but for once it was in Quatre's favor. Yumi might be a very good pilot, but she couldn't possibly have trained as hard as Quatre had. This was a battle that needn't be fought. The outcome could be foreseen by anyone.
"I've never battled to the death before," Yumi sneered, "This will be a good opportunity. I only wish the competition were less incompetent."
Quatre wasn't listening to her. He looked over the controls and checked the mobile suit's capacity. As old a model as it was, the Gemini was actually a fairly proficient machine. It didn't have nearly the abilities of a Gundam, but it wasn't nearly as inferior as he had believed.
"Are you listening to me?" Yumi asked, bitterly, after realizing he was ignoring her oration.
"No." Quatre replied, as he continued checking the Gemini's abilities. He didn't actually know how skilled Yumi was, so it was a good idea to be prepared.
"Fine then, less time for you to live."
With that said, Yumi's Gemini sped into action. She drew her gun and began firing at Quatre with great agility, but it was not quick enough. Quatre dodged her bullets and drew out his own firearm.
Every one of his bullets hit Yumi's mobile suit. They had done their job- Yumi's armor was not only scratches, but her pride was as well. "What the hell?" She screamed, as she attempted to evade the bullets.
In a rage of fear, Yumi began firing off all of her bullets at once, not really aiming but hoping that with the amount shot off she might hit him enough for it to count, or at least hurt his own armor. Her strategy was ignorant and stupid. A few the bullets did hit Quatre's Gemini, but not enough to really matter. And now, she was out of ammunition.
'Finish this!' Quatre's instinct screamed. It would be smarter to end the battle now but he knew he couldn't. As cruel and perverted as Yumi was, he couldn't make himself let go of the hope she might change within the length of a longer battle.
He waited as Yumi pulled out her sword. A blue-ish green light surrounded it, making it glow brightly in the darkness of space. Putting his gun away, Quatre drew his own blade, which gave off a more red color.
"I was careless," Yumi spat, "I won't make that mistake again!"
She lunged with the sword towards the middle of Quatre's mobile suit, aiming straight at the cockpit.
Quatre parried the strike with ease and couldn't help but grin. "You're pretty good. You would have done well if you'd stayed in the army."
"Shut up!" Yumi screamed, striking back and fourth in a wild attempt to hit him.
Every charge was easily blocked. It was obvious who the victor would be.
"Yumi, you can't defeat me." Quatre said calmly.
"I will kill you!" She shrieked back. "And then I'll kill your family! I'll kill your friends and that little girl. I'll destroy everything that reminds me of you because of your stupidity! I WILL BEAT YOU!"
Another series of strikes, all parried. There wasn't a real battle anymore. Just Yumi striking and Quatre blocking.
"If you surrender I'll let you live," Quatre told her, "I can't be on the defense forever."
"Of course you can't," Yumi spat, "You'll soon tire."
Sighing, Quatre continued with his now repetitive pattern. "Surrender."
"NEVER!"
That was it, he wasn't going to continue this anymore. She was being arrogant and stubborn and it was stupid. It was time to end this. With his last parry, Quatre thrust his sword into Yumi's mobile suit. The Gemini sparked with electricity.
Yumi groaned in pain. He had struck the cockpit. "You… bastard…"
"Why didn't you surrender?" Quatre asked angrily.
"How… did you do that…beat me?" She questioned in response.
"You had to much confidence in yourself," Quatre snapped, "I admit you are a skilled pilot, but I've had far more training."
"Heh… did your daddy hire you a professional trainer?" She grinned at him mockingly.
"No," Quatre said in his defense, "I'm a Gundam Pilot."
Her eyes widened to the size of basketballs. "Wh-What?"
"You underestimated me." Quatre explained. "You should have surrendered."
"Damn it…" Yumi realized her mistake. "Damn… you…" With those last words, Yumi began gasping until she no longer could take in air. The Gemini fell silent and immobile. The mobile suit was just as dead as Yumi.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Somewhere very close
"One of the mobile suits has gone inactive!"
"Shit, which one?!"
"It could just as easily be one as the other."
"We were too slow."
"Don't jump to conclusions."
"Can you go any faster?"
"We're almost there."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On the "Lost Hunter"
Kei slammed his fists on the ship's controls with anger. "How could she lose?"
"Poor Mizz Yumi," Naihu lamented, "A good gal she waz."
"What are we supposed to do now?" Kei yelled. "He has the mobile suit. How are we supposed to stop him from leaving?"
"Override the controls," The woman, who had remained silent throughout everything commented, "Set it to self-destruct."
"Brilliant." Kei grinned back at the woman before pounding on the controls.
"I can't do that." The computer said back in a happy tone.
"WHAT?!" Kei slammed on the keys and tried again.
"I can't do that." The computer repeated.
"WHY THE HELL NOT?" He screamed.
"System overridden," It said, "Have a nice day."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On Quatre's Gemini
Quatre grinned at his screen. They hadn't been quick enough. Attempting to over ride his system had been a good idea, but he had thought of it first- with their system. He had complete control of the ship.
Now he could go home. He was free. Finally, it was over. Just take the Gemini to a colony and meet up with the others.
If only life were so easy. The battle had taken its toll no matter how quickly and simply it had been fought. His chest and back were once again burning from the liquid that remained from his tank torture. But it was worse this time- much worse.
He began hacking up more and more of the liquid. A cycle began: cough, hack up liquid, gasp for air, cough… It continued over and over like a music box. Only this music box didn't need to be winded.
'You can't die now,' Quatre screamed at himself, 'You've already won the battle!'
Nothing he could do would stop the inevitable. He might not die but he didn't have the energy to hold his conscious state. His eyes forced themselves closed as he fell limp in his seat.
'Not now…'
* * * * * * * * * * * *
A few minutes later
Cold metal was forced against his head. The barrel of a gun. Guns were colder than he had remembered. In fact, Quatre didn't think his own had ever been this cold. It seemed like it would freeze if left there for a few minutes.
"That was a funny game, prince." Kei's voice sneered.
Quatre's eyes fluttered open and he looked into Kei's own. He opened his mouth to speak but could only continue to cough. It took a few minutes for him to stop again.
"Did you have fun murdering Yumi? Or was taking our system more amusing?" He pushed Quatre to the wall with his gun still pointed at him. "Answer me!"
Quatre couldn't answer. He was so tired he could barely even keep his eyes open. His throat was sore from coughing and his chest felt like it was on fire. Even if he tried to speak he would only start coughing again.
"To hell with this," Kei yelled, "I don't need any damn answer! Say goodbye!"
His finger began to pull the trigger.
*BANG*
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Where'd he go?"
"He went ahead of us."
"Oh."
"We should hurry to catch up with him."
"Yeah. Let's go."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On the "Lost Hunter"
Kei slid to the ground as the bullet implanted itself in the back of his head. His body lay motionless with his hand still clutching the gun, ready to continue with his last wish to kill Quatre.
Hiiro looked up at Quatre from behind his corpse. "Are you alright, Quatre?"
Still unable to speak, Quatre nodded.
The woman stood silent on the other side of the room. Hiiro's gun was aimed at her as he looked back and fourth from her to Quatre.
"Kill me." She said quietly.
"Let her go," Quatre choked out, "She won't do anything without him to tell her."
Hiiro nodded and walked over to his wounded comrade. "You can destroy yourself with this ship. After we leave." He told her.
He helped Quatre up and put one arm behind his back to help him walk. Quatre closed his eyes. It was just like with Kei, but this was real. It wasn't just his imagination deceiving him into thinking a friend was here. It was real. Hiiro was real.
"Thank you, Hiiro…" Quatre's voice trailed off as he began coughing again. Strong again. He couldn't stop this time. Gasping for air he started another round, one after the other. His legs gave out and he would have fell to the ground had Hiiro not been there to catch him.
His eyes couldn't stay open any longer. 'Don't die.' He told himself. Whether or not he would obey his own orders, it was yet to be determined. But for now, his consciousness didn't care.
End of Chapter
sighs in accomplishment Another chapter done. Two more to go! YAY! Sorry if the battle sucked but I had fun writing this! Inspiration! Inspiration! This fanfiction will be over this week or the next. For sure. Then it's on to the sequel and other ficcie. ^^ Please tell me how the battle turned out cringes Sorry ^^*
Please review! 3 more to go until 100. Then there's the sequel. Good job reviewing! I love you all! Remember- Reviews= Inspiration= More chapters!
2 Chapter 11: The Secrets of Life and Death
Kattie
Note: Okay, I'm very stressed out. I've never written a mobile suit battle before… EVER. panic attack gah gah gah!!! What am I going to do?!! panics for a few minutes more OOOH! I know- I'll write it anyway and hope it isn't too horrible. bows forgive me but I lack the ability to write battle scenes. Just remember I tried really hard. ^^**** plays 8 battle songs in hopes it may help
Another Note: Considering I had 97 reviews when I wrote this and I usually average a tiny bit higher than 3 reviews a chapter, there should be 100 reviews total soon. So be ready for a sequel. I have the idea phew and I think it isn't too horrible. Sorry chapter 9 was so depressing (yet again I apologize) but everyone seemed to like 10 better. ^^ Don't think me arrogant but chapter 10 turned out far better than I'd thought it was and I am very pleased with the chapter ^^***.
Disclaimer: Oh the songs I could write of the anguish I suffer from this exact topic… no my friends… I don't own Gundam Wing. sobs Curse this disclaimer! CURSE IT! whaps across face.
Dedication: Dedicated to my mommy and all mommies' out there for Mommy's day! Thanks for giving birth to us ^^.
The Battle (cringe)
A mobile suit battle. This was Yumi's idea of a final torture session before death. It was a mistake, but for once it was in Quatre's favor. Yumi might be a very good pilot, but she couldn't possibly have trained as hard as Quatre had. This was a battle that needn't be fought. The outcome could be foreseen by anyone.
"I've never battled to the death before," Yumi sneered, "This will be a good opportunity. I only wish the competition were less incompetent."
Quatre wasn't listening to her. He looked over the controls and checked the mobile suit's capacity. As old a model as it was, the Gemini was actually a fairly proficient machine. It didn't have nearly the abilities of a Gundam, but it wasn't nearly as inferior as he had believed.
"Are you listening to me?" Yumi asked, bitterly, after realizing he was ignoring her oration.
"No." Quatre replied, as he continued checking the Gemini's abilities. He didn't actually know how skilled Yumi was, so it was a good idea to be prepared.
"Fine then, less time for you to live."
With that said, Yumi's Gemini sped into action. She drew her gun and began firing at Quatre with great agility, but it was not quick enough. Quatre dodged her bullets and drew out his own firearm.
Every one of his bullets hit Yumi's mobile suit. They had done their job- Yumi's armor was not only scratches, but her pride was as well. "What the hell?" She screamed, as she attempted to evade the bullets.
In a rage of fear, Yumi began firing off all of her bullets at once, not really aiming but hoping that with the amount shot off she might hit him enough for it to count, or at least hurt his own armor. Her strategy was ignorant and stupid. A few the bullets did hit Quatre's Gemini, but not enough to really matter. And now, she was out of ammunition.
'Finish this!' Quatre's instinct screamed. It would be smarter to end the battle now but he knew he couldn't. As cruel and perverted as Yumi was, he couldn't make himself let go of the hope she might change within the length of a longer battle.
He waited as Yumi pulled out her sword. A blue-ish green light surrounded it, making it glow brightly in the darkness of space. Putting his gun away, Quatre drew his own blade, which gave off a more red color.
"I was careless," Yumi spat, "I won't make that mistake again!"
She lunged with the sword towards the middle of Quatre's mobile suit, aiming straight at the cockpit.
Quatre parried the strike with ease and couldn't help but grin. "You're pretty good. You would have done well if you'd stayed in the army."
"Shut up!" Yumi screamed, striking back and fourth in a wild attempt to hit him.
Every charge was easily blocked. It was obvious who the victor would be.
"Yumi, you can't defeat me." Quatre said calmly.
"I will kill you!" She shrieked back. "And then I'll kill your family! I'll kill your friends and that little girl. I'll destroy everything that reminds me of you because of your stupidity! I WILL BEAT YOU!"
Another series of strikes, all parried. There wasn't a real battle anymore. Just Yumi striking and Quatre blocking.
"If you surrender I'll let you live," Quatre told her, "I can't be on the defense forever."
"Of course you can't," Yumi spat, "You'll soon tire."
Sighing, Quatre continued with his now repetitive pattern. "Surrender."
"NEVER!"
That was it, he wasn't going to continue this anymore. She was being arrogant and stubborn and it was stupid. It was time to end this. With his last parry, Quatre thrust his sword into Yumi's mobile suit. The Gemini sparked with electricity.
Yumi groaned in pain. He had struck the cockpit. "You… bastard…"
"Why didn't you surrender?" Quatre asked angrily.
"How… did you do that…beat me?" She questioned in response.
"You had to much confidence in yourself," Quatre snapped, "I admit you are a skilled pilot, but I've had far more training."
"Heh… did your daddy hire you a professional trainer?" She grinned at him mockingly.
"No," Quatre said in his defense, "I'm a Gundam Pilot."
Her eyes widened to the size of basketballs. "Wh-What?"
"You underestimated me." Quatre explained. "You should have surrendered."
"Damn it…" Yumi realized her mistake. "Damn… you…" With those last words, Yumi began gasping until she no longer could take in air. The Gemini fell silent and immobile. The mobile suit was just as dead as Yumi.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Somewhere very close
"One of the mobile suits has gone inactive!"
"Shit, which one?!"
"It could just as easily be one as the other."
"We were too slow."
"Don't jump to conclusions."
"Can you go any faster?"
"We're almost there."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On the "Lost Hunter"
Kei slammed his fists on the ship's controls with anger. "How could she lose?"
"Poor Mizz Yumi," Naihu lamented, "A good gal she waz."
"What are we supposed to do now?" Kei yelled. "He has the mobile suit. How are we supposed to stop him from leaving?"
"Override the controls," The woman, who had remained silent throughout everything commented, "Set it to self-destruct."
"Brilliant." Kei grinned back at the woman before pounding on the controls.
"I can't do that." The computer said back in a happy tone.
"WHAT?!" Kei slammed on the keys and tried again.
"I can't do that." The computer repeated.
"WHY THE HELL NOT?" He screamed.
"System overridden," It said, "Have a nice day."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On Quatre's Gemini
Quatre grinned at his screen. They hadn't been quick enough. Attempting to over ride his system had been a good idea, but he had thought of it first- with their system. He had complete control of the ship.
Now he could go home. He was free. Finally, it was over. Just take the Gemini to a colony and meet up with the others.
If only life were so easy. The battle had taken its toll no matter how quickly and simply it had been fought. His chest and back were once again burning from the liquid that remained from his tank torture. But it was worse this time- much worse.
He began hacking up more and more of the liquid. A cycle began: cough, hack up liquid, gasp for air, cough… It continued over and over like a music box. Only this music box didn't need to be winded.
'You can't die now,' Quatre screamed at himself, 'You've already won the battle!'
Nothing he could do would stop the inevitable. He might not die but he didn't have the energy to hold his conscious state. His eyes forced themselves closed as he fell limp in his seat.
'Not now…'
* * * * * * * * * * * *
A few minutes later
Cold metal was forced against his head. The barrel of a gun. Guns were colder than he had remembered. In fact, Quatre didn't think his own had ever been this cold. It seemed like it would freeze if left there for a few minutes.
"That was a funny game, prince." Kei's voice sneered.
Quatre's eyes fluttered open and he looked into Kei's own. He opened his mouth to speak but could only continue to cough. It took a few minutes for him to stop again.
"Did you have fun murdering Yumi? Or was taking our system more amusing?" He pushed Quatre to the wall with his gun still pointed at him. "Answer me!"
Quatre couldn't answer. He was so tired he could barely even keep his eyes open. His throat was sore from coughing and his chest felt like it was on fire. Even if he tried to speak he would only start coughing again.
"To hell with this," Kei yelled, "I don't need any damn answer! Say goodbye!"
His finger began to pull the trigger.
*BANG*
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Where'd he go?"
"He went ahead of us."
"Oh."
"We should hurry to catch up with him."
"Yeah. Let's go."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On the "Lost Hunter"
Kei slid to the ground as the bullet implanted itself in the back of his head. His body lay motionless with his hand still clutching the gun, ready to continue with his last wish to kill Quatre.
Hiiro looked up at Quatre from behind his corpse. "Are you alright, Quatre?"
Still unable to speak, Quatre nodded.
The woman stood silent on the other side of the room. Hiiro's gun was aimed at her as he looked back and fourth from her to Quatre.
"Kill me." She said quietly.
"Let her go," Quatre choked out, "She won't do anything without him to tell her."
Hiiro nodded and walked over to his wounded comrade. "You can destroy yourself with this ship. After we leave." He told her.
He helped Quatre up and put one arm behind his back to help him walk. Quatre closed his eyes. It was just like with Kei, but this was real. It wasn't just his imagination deceiving him into thinking a friend was here. It was real. Hiiro was real.
"Thank you, Hiiro…" Quatre's voice trailed off as he began coughing again. Strong again. He couldn't stop this time. Gasping for air he started another round, one after the other. His legs gave out and he would have fell to the ground had Hiiro not been there to catch him.
His eyes couldn't stay open any longer. 'Don't die.' He told himself. Whether or not he would obey his own orders, it was yet to be determined. But for now, his consciousness didn't care.
End of Chapter
sighs in accomplishment Another chapter done. Two more to go! YAY! Sorry if the battle sucked but I had fun writing this! Inspiration! Inspiration! This fanfiction will be over this week or the next. For sure. Then it's on to the sequel and other ficcie. ^^ Please tell me how the battle turned out cringes Sorry ^^*
Please review! 3 more to go until 100. Then there's the sequel. Good job reviewing! I love you all! Remember- Reviews= Inspiration= More chapters!