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"The Other Side of The Gentle Soldier"



Chapter Two





"Name, code number, Gundam's specifications" –the general demanded from the first one, Heero.

The blue eyes were as cold as ice and the face indifferent though the fact that another soldier was twitching his arms and punching 01 in his

bloody side. Not a word.

"Name, code number, Gundam's specifications" –the man repeated, this time addressing 02.



Duo couldn't help to smile his ironical grin, but remained silent. His regard was a kick in the stomach, which made him double over himself in pain.



The general glared in fury those two young men. Then he glared the other pilots. The tall, green eyed boy seemed as icy as the first one and the Chinese one looked as hard as stone.

But the blonde one seemed soft and weak, kindness radiating from his Prussian eyes. He was the cause of the other's capture. They had tried to rescue him with no avail. Yes, he was the one who will break up first and with some good luck, the others will also crack seeing his gentle friend in pain.



"You seem to be an interesting prisoner" –he said, stepping in front of Quatre. The general's glance became dead serious as he demanded: "Name, code number, Gundam's specifications"



Quatre didn't even turn to look at him, ignoring the orders. His eyes were downcast, serious but somewhat sad.



'My fault. This is my fault. If I hadn't got capture the others weren't be in danger. The mission failed because of me…'



Quatre's guilty thoughts were interrupted by a powerful blow in his face, which sent him to the ground. He tried to sit up, but a kick in his chest made him stumble again.



"Answer now, boy!" –the general spat angrily. -"Name, code number, Gundam's specifications!"



Duo's eyes narrowed in anger at the scene. Heero remained calm, as did Trowa, though they both seemed to have held their breath for a second. Wufei frowned, his 'justice instincts' kicking in, angry at the man's advantage.



"You seem smart, little blonde. Spit out the data and this will be over" –the Ozie threatened while taking the Arab by his neck and then threw him against the metallic wall.

Quatre hit hard, but managed to come to his feet, blood coming from his mouth. A couple of soldiers took him by the cuffed arms and brought him to the former spot, where he was forced to kneel again.



"Don't try to play hard on me, kid. You're not the type" –the general smirked cruelly, hitting with the hilt of his gun Quatre's face. –"Answer now or your gonna have to do it with a bullet in your throat!"



Duo fidgeted impatiently, holding a river of curses in his mouth. 'How dare that man to hit Cat like that!?'- he thought, anger clear in his face now.

Inwardly, the other pilots were also planning a slow, well-deserved death for the general. Quatre was, sure, a Gundam pilot, but they had never wanted to even think of their kind-hearted friend in torture.

However, Quatre was calm and not even thinking about opening his mouth. There were bruises now forming in his cheeks and jaw, but his expression was serious. The Ozie leader felt insulted by that. How was that weak kid enduring his methods?



"Are you listening!?" –he yelled, lifting 04 again and then, he buried hard his knee into Quatre's stomach. The Arab gasped, wincing at the pain of the air out of his lungs by the strike.



Duo and Wufei practically jumped from their positions, not bearing with it anymore. There was turmoil of reactions, in the sequence of the soldiers hitting them for moving, Heero and Trowa also standing, the guns aiming threateningly and the yells of every soldier in the room.



"Well, well, well…seems like I got a key here" –the general said when the pilots were kneeling again. He then glanced at the 04 pilot- "You're my key, boy. Looks like your comrades are ready to talk instead of seeing you hurt. Weak point, in other words" –the man concluded.



There was a call through the wallphones for General Craig, which meant that the interrogation was going to be delayed.



"Don't worry, this is just postponed. I'll come back in a while. And don't even try to escape. This cell has from the oldest to the newest security systems, so you're just gonna play the fools."- the man started to walk away but then he turned and said: "Another thing. We don't like noisy prisoners, so don't try anything stupid, 'cause there's a detonation device that will activate at any strange noise."



And Craig left, the door closing hermetically behind him. Five soldiers stayed inside to guard them and another five were left at the gates.



"Bastard" –Duo said under his breath and then turned to see Quatre. The others were also looking at him.



They were a bit surprised when they saw an annoyed glance in the Prussian eyes.



'Perfect, guys' –Quatre sighed inwardly- 'You shouldn't have tried to help. Now OZ knows how to get the information out of you. Sometimes I wish you didn't care so much about me.' –Quatre thought, a bit angry at them and at himself.



"Shouldn't we cuff their ankles too?" –one soldier asked the other.



"Shh, not so loud" –the other rapidly reminded them about the detonation device.



"But he's right. We better cuff their feet" –a third one whispered.



Then, two of them proceeded into cuffing Heero and Duo's feet. The other two cuffed Trowa and Wufei. The fifth bent to cuff Quatre, but he hesitated for a while.



"What now?" –the one in charge asked in murmurs at the other's actions.



"Do we cuff this one too? After all, general says he's weak. Doesn't look like a threat anyway" –the soldier answered in low voice.



The soldier in lead eyed the 04 pilots with contempt. Yeah, he seemed weak, his pale skin and sad eyes. He also bent in front of him in order to make sure he had the control over the 'weak' pilot, smiling proudly.

He never imagined what a mistake that was. He didn't even see when Quatre rolled over himself, his feet hitting the soldier's jaw, making the Oz fall.

In a fraction of a second, Quatre struck the man's chest with his knees, knocking him unconscious. The other four jumped to their feet, stunned at the sudden action.

The four pilots watched the scene in silence. They couldn't move while being hand and feet cuffed, so it was Quatre the only one in fighting chance.

The soldiers rushed over him, but 04 was already on his feet. He managed to get his cuffed hands to the front, hitting the first Ozie with a metallic, powerful clink. The other one held a combat knife and tried to launch over him, but Quatre whirled, his leg lifting in the air and his foot coming around, striking the man's face. The soldier fell dead, his neck broken.

The other two scared soldiers aimed their guns, but they knew they couldn't use them. One strange sound, and the cell would blow into pieces. One finally decided to use his COM to alert the guards outside, but it was too late.

Quatre picked the knife from the dead soldier's grasp and silently rushed over the last Ozies. He ducked the punches and kicks of the first one and then held the man between his cuffed arms. The Arab placed one hand over his captive's mouth, and then slit the knife's blade along his throat.

The body fell to the floor in a pool of blood. The only left soldier watched terrified as his comrade was killed. Efficiently and silently killed. The 04 pilot then turned towards him. And the soldier did the first thing he thought. He ran to the door.

Quatre intercepted him and before the man was able to scream, the knife cut rapidly his neck.

The four sets of eyes in the room stared perplexed at the scene. None of the pilots seemed to believe what had just happened. It was like they had forgotten that Quatre was a trained killer like them. As much as anyone could have considered 04's methods cruel and barbarian, they realized that it was the only silent way to get free. The moment seemed to have frozen, until Quatre turned towards them.

His eyes were also wide in a fierce glance, which rapidly turned to the normal sad Prussian eyes. His flaxen hair was scattered with blood drops, even on his face and, of course, his hands.

After a minute, he bent over one dead body and took the keys from it. He placed one finger over his mouth, signaling the others to stay silent. He then proceeded to free the cuffed pilots.

There was a noise in the halls. Surely the cameras had already showed the fight and there were now a hundred of men coming to stop them. Finally coming out of the surprise, Heero ordered as in a mission progress.



"We can't wait for more troops to come. We're leaving now" –01 stated.



"But…and the bomb?" –Duo murmured.



"Now that we are free, we can use the detonation to make our gateway" –Wufei mused, and the others nodded in agreement.



"Hmm…Cat, are you o.k.?" –Duo asked, looking at the bruised Arab beside him.



"Now it's not the time, Duo. We have to leave" –Quatre replied, his voice sounding tired, but still trying to smile for his friend.



"O.k. If you said so" –the American answered.



"Get ready" –Trowa warned, and everyone backed to the walls, waiting for the explosion to take place.



With a loud thud, the Chinese pilot kicked the door, activating the detonation device. And in that way, the room was wrapped in fire, explosions plopping everywhere.



"What the!!??" –the soldiers exclaimed as the smoke filled the corridor.

And among the blindly smoke and fire, they missed to see five young men running out towards the gates.





To Be Continued





***Shinigami's Voice***



A/N: How am I doing? Is it too OCC? I just tried to picture you how I consider Quatre would react in such an emergency situation. He is a soldier after all. I personally don't like when people picture him like the useless of the team. Well, forgive my rambling. Review and I'll post faster! Ja ne!