A short chapter here, because I find, if I make them long, I never get around to finishing them. If you want them longer, or would like me to complete the chapters faster, review and say so, okay? ^-^ OKAY!

Oh, yeah. I just got back from my Montreal and Ottowa trip, and it was totally awesome! I GOT A PARLIMENT HAT! AND A SPACE CAMP SHIRT! Yeah! An my team (Lendrum Chargers) won our soccer game 8-0! ~pulls face at other team~ Oh, yeah we rock!

Kat: Shut her up! I'm sure everyone doesn't want to know all about her personal life... even if they did kick the other team into the ground.

Keladry: DISCLAIMER! If she owned Gundam Wing, not only would there be another series of it, focusing on Wufei and Quatre, but it wouldn't be on at 11:30 at night and 4 in the morning...

On with the fic ^_^





"That was strange," Trowa murmured. It took all of his effort to keep his attention away from Quatre, who had his arm in a death grip.

"I don't have a good feeling about this," he repeated as the door swung silently closed. All five spun at the loud clank.

"Lets get out of here!" Duo yelled as he ran towards the door. His heart pounded, and he reached blindly for the handle-

Only to have his fingers slam into cold stone.

A light voice reached their ears, giggling slightly. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. You can't leave. We've just begun."

Duo gasped and yelled, "What the Hell?" as he searched for the entrance that, just seconds ago, had beckoned.

"Watch your language," the wall said primly, forming itself into a grotesque image, scarcely recognizable as human.

"AHHH!" Duo yelled, jumping back into Heero's arms.

Heero smirked at the braided boy, and turned around before dumping his burden. "I suppose we should look for somewhere to spend the night, since they did let us stay," he commented calmly.

Duo raised his nose into the air, taking a long whiff. "How about we find the kitchen first," he said, rubbing his stomach. "That smells gooooood..."

Without waiting for a reply, he set off in the direction of the smell, down a dark passage, and through a heavy wood door.

The kitchen was dark and dim, lit only by small fires that scarcely cast any light, and no warmth. Three boys sat at the table, chattering quietly. "Hey, dudes!" Duo laughed, "How about sharing the food.

One boy turned to face them, his eyes empty sockets that glowed with a faint blue light. "Share?" he asked, his voice an eery whisper. "Will you share with us?"

Duo nodded, grinning. The three boys turned, flashing back odd smiles of their own. "You will share your life?" the second boy commanded. "Then we will share our food!"

"My, my life?" Duo squeaked, watching as the three boys began to move forward.

"Yes," the third boy said, turning grey holes to the five pilots. "You will give us your lives, then we'll share our food!"

In a swift motion, the three boys had drawn bows, pulling arrows taut on the strings. "This won't hurt a bit," the first boy laughed wickedly. "And in a few minutes, you won't be alive to feel anything!"

Heero pulled his gun out, muttering, "Omae o korasu," in a low dangerous voice.

"Not if we kill you first."

The words hung in the air, then the first arrow flew, sinking past the head into the wooden door beside Quatre.

"Oh God! They're serious!" Duo yelled, panicked.

Trowa opened the door, pushing Quatre through it. "Get out," he ordered simply. "Lets hope they won't follow."

Slamming the door behind them, they raced back down the darkened hall, listening for the creaking of the door that would signal the return of the strange boys.

Duo, in front, came screeching to a halt as he entered a room, dark except for the occasional flash of lightning. The strange girl was once again in front of them, curled up in the window seat with her face in a book.

"You gotta help us," Duo gasped, slumping forward. "These crazy kids are trying to kill us!"

The girl glanced up from the page and smiled slightly.

"Hey," Duo said nervously, "what are you doing in this place? Don't those guys try to kill you?"

The girl's smile widened. "Why would my own brothers try to kill me?" she asked lightly, setting her book down.

"No... no way!" Quatre said nervously. "You don't look a thing like them!"

The girl smirked, rising silently. "You," she said softly, walking forward. "You're the one who had the dream, yes?"

Quatre nodded stiffly, and she ran a hand along the curve of his cheek. "You think that you shouldn't have ignored it." she said, forming the words as a statement, and not a question. "You think right..." she added softly, then disappeared completely.

"What?" Duo said, confused. "What just happened there?"

Noone answered, and there was a light patter of feet outside the door, then the boys stepped through the wall. "Were you going to leave without our little trade?" the first asked, hurt. "I'm insulted."

The second smirked, lifting his weapon to eye level. "Never mind," he laughed to his companions. "I'm sure they'll be happy to pay now."

The other two nodded, and, in unison, let the arrows fly.


tbc

Muahahaha a cliffhanger. I wrote over half of this before soccer when I was high off of maple sugar and listening to scary Star Wars music. I think the part with the boys with no eyes is actually kind of good, eh?

Well, anyhow. Read and review, all. Bubye for now...