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next…
"The Other Side of The Gentle Soldier"
The five pilots turned to the next hall in their attempt to find a way out of the base. The screams and orders could be heard everywhere. It seemed like OZ wasn't happy about their departure.
"Where now?" –Duo asked, trying to catch his breath. It was kind of horrible running with that pain in the chest.
"There's a close corridor which leads to the hangar. We cannot leave three Gundams in their hands" –Trowa stated the fact that Heavyarms, Shenlong and Sandrock were also captured.
"Soldiers will be expecting us there" –Wufei hissed.
"We have to acquire weapons. We'll have to pass through them" –Heero ordered, while they continued their way.
"And how are we gonna get them?" –Duo panted.
"That's the easiest part" –Heero replied when a group of soldiers appeared in front of them.
In a matter of minutes, the soldiers were knocked out by five youngsters. They were indeed injured, but Gundam Pilots were always stronger than Ozies at any rate. The guns were retrieved from the fallen men and the pilots continued running.
"How much more?" –Wufei mused.
"Two blocks, turn to the right and one hall more" –Quatre replied, since he had memorized the base's structure- "It's just a bit more, Wufei" –he reassured him.
The other four nodded, silently noticing that their strategist was the same as usual, his expression a bit worried and his voice kind.
"We're here!" –Heero announced when they reached the metallic gates.
"Well, now let me first" –Duo said stepping ahead- "And don't protest, Heero and Quatre. We're gonna need marksmanship here" –he smiled proudly.
And of course no one replied. They knew how dead accurate were Duo's shots. But, still, Quatre stood beside him, ready to cover him up. And Heero stepped at his other side too.
"On the count of one…two…" –Duo murmured as Trowa unlocked the coded gates. –"…three!"
The gates opened and, as in cue, shots from the inside started. Duo didn't hesitate as he also began to shoot soldiers down.
"On your left!" –Quatre warned, and Heero was immediately taking care of the zone.
"Trowa, Wufei needs cover" –the blonde asked among the fire's noise.
"A hand here please" –Duo called as a bullet passed dangerously close to his face.
"I'm here, Duo" –Quatre answered, his gun protecting the American's right side.
"Don't let those damn brats go away!!" –Craig's voice sounded in the middle of the fuzz.
For a brief moment, the first line of soldiers stopped their attacks to reload their guns. It was the time.
"Lets go!" –Heero ordered, as he and the others started to run.
"Fire! Fire! Fire!"- the general yelled, mad at the situation.
Heero, Trowa and Wufei reached the Gundams and climbed up to the cockpits. But Duo stopped in the way, kneeling on the floor while still shooting.
"Come on, Duo!" –Quatre called ahead. He saw how the 02 pilot tried to stand, but didn't managed to. His left leg was bleeding, at least two bullets in it.
"Go ahead!" –Duo answered, shooting soldiers down like flies.
But, as usual, Quatre didn't continued. He ran back towards Duo and helped him to stand. With effort, both managed to run among the rain of bullets towards the others.
Wufei and Trowa were already in their Gundams, while Heero had taken Sandrock. Heavyarms used its cannon to destroy the gates of the hangar, so they were ready to wave goodbye.
Both 03 and 05 Gundams lifted, the air of the action sending some soldiers flying against the walls. Sandrock remained there with its cockpit wide open, Heero waiting impatiently for the other two pilots.
"Don't let them get away! The Gundams! Darn it!" –Craig kept cursing his luck of losing such precious prisoners.
"Heero!" –Quatre called, as he felt his leg also bleeding by a bullet wound. He couldn't go on carrying Duo like that because they were just being the perfect helpless targets.
The Japanese pilot jumped from the cockpit and made his way towards them. Duo was hardly breathing from the pain in his chest and the loose of blood wasn't really helping. Heero held 02 by the shoulders and waist and took the role of taking him up to the cockpit.
Quatre kept firing while the two pilots climbed up into his Gundam. Once they were there, he backed off to get in too.
But a sudden explosion from behind knocked him to the floor as a portable laser was shot against them. When the world finally stopped whirling around him, the Arabian realized his gun was also knocked off from his hands and a dozen of Ozies were rushing over him.
He lifted his glance just in time to see how Heero and Duo were about to jump down again while Shenlong and Heavyarms were dangerously waiting for them. Just like before, they were risking the mission again.
"Get out of here!" –he screamed to the two boys who were clearly trying to come back for him.
Heero and Duo seemed to ignore his voice, but Quatre continued.
"You're endangering the mission! Obey the orders! Put yourselves together and GET OUT OF HERE!!" –the blonde yelled, his voice showing the annoyance of having to remind them their duty.
Heero and Duo stayed immobile for a second before they realized the strategist was, in fact, giving orders. And the orders were right. They had been captured once, they couldn't allow to be captured again.
Heero swallow hard and pulled Duo into the cockpit, taking place in the pilot's seat. With a roar, the 04 Gundam lifted from the ground and flew through the gates' hole.
"What? Heero?"–Trowa asked when he saw the other's decision.
"We are endangering the mission. Cannot stay a second more. We have orders to accomplish and we must get out of here" –the Perfect Soldier retorted.
"What are you talking about? He is still…"- Wufei started, but was cut off by Duo himself.
"Quatre said that. He knows we can't save him now." –Duo answered, anger and worry clear in his voice.
Without another word, Shenlong and Heavyarms followed almost instantly.
Down in the base, the soldiers surrounded an injured 04, who sighed soundly at the sight of the Gundams leaving free. Until then, he allowed himself to be taken into the darkness of unconsciousness.
The three Gundams made their way far from the location, the pilots silent all the way towards their shelter. Amethyst eyes glanced back at the now distant base.
'But I swear you, Ozie, if you dare to put a hand over him, I will personally show you Shinigami's hell when we get back for him…'
***
The light around him was blindly. He squinted his eyes several times before getting used to it.
"So you're awake…" –a voice sounded beside him.
Quatre looked around and found himself strapped to a stretcher, guns pointing him everywhere. They seemed to be in sort of a clinical room, or even worse, a laboratory.
"You should be grateful you're still breathing, brat." –Craig said with half a frown, half a smirk- "I mean, all of us were eager to put a bullet between your eyes after your little heroic stunt yesterday…"
Quatre kept silent, his glance still surveying the room. It was indeed a laboratory. There were several consoles and screens, picturing images and lectures. Some of them, he realized, were his. Others seemed suspiciously similar to the Zero System waves.
"I guess I underestimated you the first time. I made a mistake when I judge you by your obvious kindness…" –Craig held the Arab's jaw in order to force him to look him in the eyes- "You better pay attention, pilot, because I am sure you'll find quite interesting our decision about your future…"
Quatre's mind surfed the possibilities. For some reason, execution not seemed to be his 'future'. Torture? There was no problem then. He rather die before letting one number out of his lips. Now, for the looks of the things, he suspected that Oz's plans had something to do with the Zero System.
'Probably they are planning into controlling me with the Zero's waves' –Quatre thought briefly. - 'Well, it will be a pity but I will surely disappoint them when they realize I've mastered it…'
"See that screen?" –Craig suddenly asked, pointing a screen displaying the video of the cell where the pilots were held prisoners the day before.
There was a silent moment while everyone looked the images of the blonde pilot as he got himself and the others free by professionally killing in 6 or 7 minutes the five guards.
Quatre ripped his glance from it, not liking at all being reminded of the blood in his hands. Soldiers duty, but still horrible.
"You know what I've concluded seeing this?" –Craig continued- "You got potential, brat. You're a damn smart pilot, and strong too. OZ could use a soldier like you, if only…" –the general smiled evilly- "If only we can get rid of that kindness of yours. And make you an OZ, of course"
"Nonsense" –Quatre whispered, his normal voice for the first time being heard by the general.
"I wouldn't say so" –the man pointed another console, the one showing erratic lectures- "Let me guess what you're thinking…Zero System?" –Craig smiled again, but this time nodding in deny- "No, we're not that stupid. We know you, Gundam Pilots, can control it. But…what about a Zeta System? Twice powerful than Zero, twice dangerous too. A mind-controller, to be exact."
Quatre frowned slightly as some doctors and scientist started to put electrodes over his forehead, temples, hands and chest. This was not a good sign. However, he inwardly braced himself into his mind, ready to fight bravely against the brain invasion there was about to happen.
"I'm glad to inform you that you're going to be our guinea pig…" –general Craig smirked as he signaled for the scientists to begin.
To Be Continued…
***Shinigami's Voice***
A/N: Wait! I already checked up before posting this. Thanks to the five nice, pretty and wonderful people who reviewed. One of you asked me to email you, but sorry, I'm running out of time and I won't be able to. But hey! You see? I'm posting fast 'cause you R&R. Please keep on doing it and I'll get the other chapter soon. And yeah, we'll have a peek of 'new Quatre's version' then…
"The Other Side of The Gentle Soldier"
The five pilots turned to the next hall in their attempt to find a way out of the base. The screams and orders could be heard everywhere. It seemed like OZ wasn't happy about their departure.
"Where now?" –Duo asked, trying to catch his breath. It was kind of horrible running with that pain in the chest.
"There's a close corridor which leads to the hangar. We cannot leave three Gundams in their hands" –Trowa stated the fact that Heavyarms, Shenlong and Sandrock were also captured.
"Soldiers will be expecting us there" –Wufei hissed.
"We have to acquire weapons. We'll have to pass through them" –Heero ordered, while they continued their way.
"And how are we gonna get them?" –Duo panted.
"That's the easiest part" –Heero replied when a group of soldiers appeared in front of them.
In a matter of minutes, the soldiers were knocked out by five youngsters. They were indeed injured, but Gundam Pilots were always stronger than Ozies at any rate. The guns were retrieved from the fallen men and the pilots continued running.
"How much more?" –Wufei mused.
"Two blocks, turn to the right and one hall more" –Quatre replied, since he had memorized the base's structure- "It's just a bit more, Wufei" –he reassured him.
The other four nodded, silently noticing that their strategist was the same as usual, his expression a bit worried and his voice kind.
"We're here!" –Heero announced when they reached the metallic gates.
"Well, now let me first" –Duo said stepping ahead- "And don't protest, Heero and Quatre. We're gonna need marksmanship here" –he smiled proudly.
And of course no one replied. They knew how dead accurate were Duo's shots. But, still, Quatre stood beside him, ready to cover him up. And Heero stepped at his other side too.
"On the count of one…two…" –Duo murmured as Trowa unlocked the coded gates. –"…three!"
The gates opened and, as in cue, shots from the inside started. Duo didn't hesitate as he also began to shoot soldiers down.
"On your left!" –Quatre warned, and Heero was immediately taking care of the zone.
"Trowa, Wufei needs cover" –the blonde asked among the fire's noise.
"A hand here please" –Duo called as a bullet passed dangerously close to his face.
"I'm here, Duo" –Quatre answered, his gun protecting the American's right side.
"Don't let those damn brats go away!!" –Craig's voice sounded in the middle of the fuzz.
For a brief moment, the first line of soldiers stopped their attacks to reload their guns. It was the time.
"Lets go!" –Heero ordered, as he and the others started to run.
"Fire! Fire! Fire!"- the general yelled, mad at the situation.
Heero, Trowa and Wufei reached the Gundams and climbed up to the cockpits. But Duo stopped in the way, kneeling on the floor while still shooting.
"Come on, Duo!" –Quatre called ahead. He saw how the 02 pilot tried to stand, but didn't managed to. His left leg was bleeding, at least two bullets in it.
"Go ahead!" –Duo answered, shooting soldiers down like flies.
But, as usual, Quatre didn't continued. He ran back towards Duo and helped him to stand. With effort, both managed to run among the rain of bullets towards the others.
Wufei and Trowa were already in their Gundams, while Heero had taken Sandrock. Heavyarms used its cannon to destroy the gates of the hangar, so they were ready to wave goodbye.
Both 03 and 05 Gundams lifted, the air of the action sending some soldiers flying against the walls. Sandrock remained there with its cockpit wide open, Heero waiting impatiently for the other two pilots.
"Don't let them get away! The Gundams! Darn it!" –Craig kept cursing his luck of losing such precious prisoners.
"Heero!" –Quatre called, as he felt his leg also bleeding by a bullet wound. He couldn't go on carrying Duo like that because they were just being the perfect helpless targets.
The Japanese pilot jumped from the cockpit and made his way towards them. Duo was hardly breathing from the pain in his chest and the loose of blood wasn't really helping. Heero held 02 by the shoulders and waist and took the role of taking him up to the cockpit.
Quatre kept firing while the two pilots climbed up into his Gundam. Once they were there, he backed off to get in too.
But a sudden explosion from behind knocked him to the floor as a portable laser was shot against them. When the world finally stopped whirling around him, the Arabian realized his gun was also knocked off from his hands and a dozen of Ozies were rushing over him.
He lifted his glance just in time to see how Heero and Duo were about to jump down again while Shenlong and Heavyarms were dangerously waiting for them. Just like before, they were risking the mission again.
"Get out of here!" –he screamed to the two boys who were clearly trying to come back for him.
Heero and Duo seemed to ignore his voice, but Quatre continued.
"You're endangering the mission! Obey the orders! Put yourselves together and GET OUT OF HERE!!" –the blonde yelled, his voice showing the annoyance of having to remind them their duty.
Heero and Duo stayed immobile for a second before they realized the strategist was, in fact, giving orders. And the orders were right. They had been captured once, they couldn't allow to be captured again.
Heero swallow hard and pulled Duo into the cockpit, taking place in the pilot's seat. With a roar, the 04 Gundam lifted from the ground and flew through the gates' hole.
"What? Heero?"–Trowa asked when he saw the other's decision.
"We are endangering the mission. Cannot stay a second more. We have orders to accomplish and we must get out of here" –the Perfect Soldier retorted.
"What are you talking about? He is still…"- Wufei started, but was cut off by Duo himself.
"Quatre said that. He knows we can't save him now." –Duo answered, anger and worry clear in his voice.
Without another word, Shenlong and Heavyarms followed almost instantly.
Down in the base, the soldiers surrounded an injured 04, who sighed soundly at the sight of the Gundams leaving free. Until then, he allowed himself to be taken into the darkness of unconsciousness.
The three Gundams made their way far from the location, the pilots silent all the way towards their shelter. Amethyst eyes glanced back at the now distant base.
'But I swear you, Ozie, if you dare to put a hand over him, I will personally show you Shinigami's hell when we get back for him…'
***
The light around him was blindly. He squinted his eyes several times before getting used to it.
"So you're awake…" –a voice sounded beside him.
Quatre looked around and found himself strapped to a stretcher, guns pointing him everywhere. They seemed to be in sort of a clinical room, or even worse, a laboratory.
"You should be grateful you're still breathing, brat." –Craig said with half a frown, half a smirk- "I mean, all of us were eager to put a bullet between your eyes after your little heroic stunt yesterday…"
Quatre kept silent, his glance still surveying the room. It was indeed a laboratory. There were several consoles and screens, picturing images and lectures. Some of them, he realized, were his. Others seemed suspiciously similar to the Zero System waves.
"I guess I underestimated you the first time. I made a mistake when I judge you by your obvious kindness…" –Craig held the Arab's jaw in order to force him to look him in the eyes- "You better pay attention, pilot, because I am sure you'll find quite interesting our decision about your future…"
Quatre's mind surfed the possibilities. For some reason, execution not seemed to be his 'future'. Torture? There was no problem then. He rather die before letting one number out of his lips. Now, for the looks of the things, he suspected that Oz's plans had something to do with the Zero System.
'Probably they are planning into controlling me with the Zero's waves' –Quatre thought briefly. - 'Well, it will be a pity but I will surely disappoint them when they realize I've mastered it…'
"See that screen?" –Craig suddenly asked, pointing a screen displaying the video of the cell where the pilots were held prisoners the day before.
There was a silent moment while everyone looked the images of the blonde pilot as he got himself and the others free by professionally killing in 6 or 7 minutes the five guards.
Quatre ripped his glance from it, not liking at all being reminded of the blood in his hands. Soldiers duty, but still horrible.
"You know what I've concluded seeing this?" –Craig continued- "You got potential, brat. You're a damn smart pilot, and strong too. OZ could use a soldier like you, if only…" –the general smiled evilly- "If only we can get rid of that kindness of yours. And make you an OZ, of course"
"Nonsense" –Quatre whispered, his normal voice for the first time being heard by the general.
"I wouldn't say so" –the man pointed another console, the one showing erratic lectures- "Let me guess what you're thinking…Zero System?" –Craig smiled again, but this time nodding in deny- "No, we're not that stupid. We know you, Gundam Pilots, can control it. But…what about a Zeta System? Twice powerful than Zero, twice dangerous too. A mind-controller, to be exact."
Quatre frowned slightly as some doctors and scientist started to put electrodes over his forehead, temples, hands and chest. This was not a good sign. However, he inwardly braced himself into his mind, ready to fight bravely against the brain invasion there was about to happen.
"I'm glad to inform you that you're going to be our guinea pig…" –general Craig smirked as he signaled for the scientists to begin.
To Be Continued…
***Shinigami's Voice***
A/N: Wait! I already checked up before posting this. Thanks to the five nice, pretty and wonderful people who reviewed. One of you asked me to email you, but sorry, I'm running out of time and I won't be able to. But hey! You see? I'm posting fast 'cause you R&R. Please keep on doing it and I'll get the other chapter soon. And yeah, we'll have a peek of 'new Quatre's version' then…
