Night of Blue
By Perfect Soldier
Chapter 8 - Transformation
'What's going on? Where am I? ...Not again...not the same...not...again...' Heero's thoughts were running wild. His eyes slowly came into focus, but something wasn't right. He was wide-awake now, but his vision was blurred. He raised his hand towards his face, but stopped as he saw what was before him. His hand had become a darker colour than before. A scaly golden brown hand grew from his arm, ending in sharp, jet-black talons. His human hand was no longer a part of his body, and was instead the bird like claw. Heero turned his head to look at his other hand. Again he saw the same golden brown scales slowly merging with the soft skin of his arm.
A low growl escaped Heero's mouth as he raised his head to take in his new surroundings. Another familiar cell wall was closed around him with the same steel door at the far wall. Heero tried to stand up, but waved slightly from his lack of sight.
'What's happened to my eyes? I'm awake, yet it looks as if I've just woken up.' Heero rubbed his eyes with the back of his clawed hand. He could feel the hard scales brush over his forehead, but only one of his closed eyelids. Reality then struck him hard.
'I'm blind in my left eye...' Heero let out a shout of anger. He could still hear the sound waves echo down the empty passageway, bouncing off the metallic walls. Heero ran up to the cold, grey door, and slammed his clawed fist against the hard surface. Those sounds also echoed off down the dark corridor.
'I have to get out of here...' Heero thought silently to himself. His breath formed small clouds in front of him. The icy air floated down the empty hallway from the opposite direction. A loud sigh forced it's way out of Heero's mouth. Another thought suddenly entered Heero's mind.
'Relena!'
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Soft moans and mumble escaped out of Relena's mouth. Her eyes opened slowly but shut again to avoid the bright light shining down on her face. Her body rolled over so she faced the floor. She was surprised that she could move after she was knocked out. She had expected herself to be held down undergoing something she didn't want to think about. Relena sat up and kneeled down on the cold cell floor. She recognised the familiar cell, but she had been assigned a different one from the one before.
Relena looked herself over. Nothing unusual yet. She let out a sigh of relief. Relena picked herself up off the cold floor and walked over to the door, and peered out of the small barred gap in the door. She saw a dark void and nothing other than her own cell door. There were no other cells down here or no other living forms either.
Suddenly she heard a loud shout echo through the black darkness. Relena let out a short gasp of shock, and quickly covered her hands over her mouth. But she knew the voice so well that she almost kicked herself for being scared.
"Heero!" Relena shouted down the desolate hallway. 'Please be ok...'
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Heero leaned heavily against the small metal bars of the window that kept him from the outside. He wanted to kill himself for letting them do this to him.
'I'm too weak to protect her...' Suddenly a new voice entered his ears.
"Heero!" The gentle voice came from the other side of the darkness. Heero stuck his hand through the bars that kept him from escaping. He answered the voice he knew so well.
"Relena! Where are you?"
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Relena heard the answer she wanted. Suddenly a new sound entered the atmosphere. Relena backed away from the door in fear. She knew that sound. The hard crunch of the metal-soled boots bounced off all of the walls. Her feet carried her to the back of the cell. She knew what was coming. They were coming for her. The lock of her door clicked and creaked as it swung open. There stood Quinze and behind him stood several soldiers. The smirk from earlier was still glued to his face.
"Miss Dorlian. I believe it's now your turn."
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Heero stood at the door of his cell eager for the answer to his call. But nothing came from beyond the darkness. Only the silence that he had become so familiar with. But it wasn't completely silent. Something was there, beyond the black light. It was only a very faint sound, but Heero heard something clicking against the floor. The sound came in regular beats then it stopped and picked up again at its previous speed. The sound slowly died away, and all was silent again.
Heero felt a bead of sweat slowly run down the side of his face. His eyes widened as he realised what had happened.
'They've got her...'
"They've got her!" Heero shouted aloud, "Damnit." He said quietly. His clawed fist pounded against the door of his cell again and again. The steel barrier felt the fury of his anger, but stayed rigid against the raging emotions flying around Heero's body.
"Keep it down!" A voice rang through the corridor. A figure slowly grew from the black void, but was blurred to Heero's eyes. The hard metal of his boots crashed against the metal floor. The helmet obscured his eyes and face, and the uniform of black and blue mingled into one under Heero's vision.
"Who are you?"
"Why I'm here to keep you under control." Heero's eyes narrowed.
"Who says I need keeping under control!" Heero shouted.
"Look, I'm only doing you a favour, so keep quiet." The soldier then lowered his helmet, to reveal his face. Heero looked confused at his actions. The man had blue eyes like himself, and dark brown hair. The soldier reached down to a pocket and pulled out what looked like keys.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting you out of here."
"Why?" A click of the lock was heard and the door creaked open.
"The only reason I'm here is because I was forced into it. I never wanted to become a soldier. Quinze killed my friend back in AC 195. We were both on Libra together, but Quinze was ruthless and 'got rid of' unwanted soldiers without Commander Peacecraft knowing."
"Why are you helping me?" Heero asked once again. He felt sorry for the man. He knew what it was like to be alone and how it felt like to have someone to guide you and show you the way to go. He knew what was like to loose that kind of person who was always there for you no matter what would happen.
"Please just kill Quinze for me."
"Mission accepted." Heero said before punching the soldier out cold. As he fell, Heero heard a 'Thank you' float through the air. Heero took the keys out of the door and ran into the darkness.
His feet carried him down passageways that he didn't recognise and through halls of empty cell rooms. It seemed as if no one was on look out down here. Not that anyone would want to be. It was cold, damp and silent down here. The only sound was that of Heero's feet pounding lightly against the floor.
Heero saw a fuzzy red light in front of him. He stopped and looked up. A flight of stairs led up to the first floor. He climbed them slowly and quietly, stopping every now and again checking to see if he could hear anything. The stairs were surprisingly long. It seemed as if he were climbing forever. He finally reached the top of the ever-winding staircase. Heero could hear faint voices now, but he couldn't see anything clearly. If he wasn't careful, he could get caught. The he would never be able to rescue Relena.
Heero quietly walked down the corridors looking for any sign of where they might have taken Relena. There were no clues anywhere. Heero was beginning to get annoyed. If he didn't figure out something soon, Relena might end up in the same state as him, or possible worse.
'How would I live with myself? If I don't find Relena soon, I'll never be allowed to see her again. It would only bring back memories of this.'
Heero heard something coming from in front of him. He looked around for somewhere to hide. No where. He turned his head skywards.
'Bingo.' Heero jumped into the air and flapped his wings. There he hovered and slowly undid the air vent cover that had been above him. His claws proved useful as screwdrivers. The screws fell into his hand and the cover came loose. He flew up inside it and held up the cover as the guards walked past below him. The cover rested against the grid of the air vent. Heero laid it back down, being careful not to jolt it.
'I'm probably safer in here than down there.' But Heero found himself in a rather himself in a rather awkward position. There was no way he could fly up the vent. The long grey tube was much too small, and Heero could only just fit in the small space. He put his claws against the cold surface and slowly pushed his way up the vent. Heero's wings slid along behind him as he inched his way up to the top of the chimney like tower.
Eventually Heero reached the top and crawled another vent that ran parallel to the passageways below him. Every now and again, there would be a grate allowing Heero to see into certain rooms that required the air conditioning. Each room Heero crawled past was either empty or of no importance to him. He had only one thing on his mind and one destination to get to before it was too late. Heero tried as hard as he could to crawl through the narrow as quietly as he could, so he didn't attract any attention from passing soldiers.
Heero heard something from up ahead. His eyes widened as the sly voice floated up through the grate in the air vent. Heero moved forward to get a better view of who it was. But his eyes couldn't focus on who was there, but he did recognise the figure strapped down on the customary table.
'Relena!'
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"Is everything set?" Quinze asked his assistants, "Right! Begin!" The sounds of machines being turned on filled the room with buzzes and hums.
"Quinze! You won't live another day if harm comes to Relena!" Quinze turned his head in the direction of the voice.
"Who said that?" Quinze shouted unwarily to his assistants. He turned his head around as he received shakes from the people in the room.
"Who said that!?" Quinze repeated himself again. Suddenly a white blur burst from the air vent and rolled down onto the floor. The figure stood up revealing Heero in a position ready to fight anything that came at him. His beared his golden clawed hands to everyone in the room. The assistants gave out fearful cries from their mouths, and turned to flee from the room, leaving Quinze to face the animal like creature by himself.
"Cowards!" came the response from an angry Quinze. His eyes averted back to his former experiment project. "I hope you like your new look Yuy. You suit the animal category well."
"Save the comments for someone who cares Quinze." Heero growled. At that moment, the doors reopened and in came a mass of black and blue uniforms.
"Can't fight your own battles can you Quinze?" No reply came from the man who stood before Heero. Only an inaudible growl emitted from his mouth that only himself could hear.
"Let's see how you handle these Yuy."
By Perfect Soldier
Chapter 8 - Transformation
'What's going on? Where am I? ...Not again...not the same...not...again...' Heero's thoughts were running wild. His eyes slowly came into focus, but something wasn't right. He was wide-awake now, but his vision was blurred. He raised his hand towards his face, but stopped as he saw what was before him. His hand had become a darker colour than before. A scaly golden brown hand grew from his arm, ending in sharp, jet-black talons. His human hand was no longer a part of his body, and was instead the bird like claw. Heero turned his head to look at his other hand. Again he saw the same golden brown scales slowly merging with the soft skin of his arm.
A low growl escaped Heero's mouth as he raised his head to take in his new surroundings. Another familiar cell wall was closed around him with the same steel door at the far wall. Heero tried to stand up, but waved slightly from his lack of sight.
'What's happened to my eyes? I'm awake, yet it looks as if I've just woken up.' Heero rubbed his eyes with the back of his clawed hand. He could feel the hard scales brush over his forehead, but only one of his closed eyelids. Reality then struck him hard.
'I'm blind in my left eye...' Heero let out a shout of anger. He could still hear the sound waves echo down the empty passageway, bouncing off the metallic walls. Heero ran up to the cold, grey door, and slammed his clawed fist against the hard surface. Those sounds also echoed off down the dark corridor.
'I have to get out of here...' Heero thought silently to himself. His breath formed small clouds in front of him. The icy air floated down the empty hallway from the opposite direction. A loud sigh forced it's way out of Heero's mouth. Another thought suddenly entered Heero's mind.
'Relena!'
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Soft moans and mumble escaped out of Relena's mouth. Her eyes opened slowly but shut again to avoid the bright light shining down on her face. Her body rolled over so she faced the floor. She was surprised that she could move after she was knocked out. She had expected herself to be held down undergoing something she didn't want to think about. Relena sat up and kneeled down on the cold cell floor. She recognised the familiar cell, but she had been assigned a different one from the one before.
Relena looked herself over. Nothing unusual yet. She let out a sigh of relief. Relena picked herself up off the cold floor and walked over to the door, and peered out of the small barred gap in the door. She saw a dark void and nothing other than her own cell door. There were no other cells down here or no other living forms either.
Suddenly she heard a loud shout echo through the black darkness. Relena let out a short gasp of shock, and quickly covered her hands over her mouth. But she knew the voice so well that she almost kicked herself for being scared.
"Heero!" Relena shouted down the desolate hallway. 'Please be ok...'
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Heero leaned heavily against the small metal bars of the window that kept him from the outside. He wanted to kill himself for letting them do this to him.
'I'm too weak to protect her...' Suddenly a new voice entered his ears.
"Heero!" The gentle voice came from the other side of the darkness. Heero stuck his hand through the bars that kept him from escaping. He answered the voice he knew so well.
"Relena! Where are you?"
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Relena heard the answer she wanted. Suddenly a new sound entered the atmosphere. Relena backed away from the door in fear. She knew that sound. The hard crunch of the metal-soled boots bounced off all of the walls. Her feet carried her to the back of the cell. She knew what was coming. They were coming for her. The lock of her door clicked and creaked as it swung open. There stood Quinze and behind him stood several soldiers. The smirk from earlier was still glued to his face.
"Miss Dorlian. I believe it's now your turn."
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Heero stood at the door of his cell eager for the answer to his call. But nothing came from beyond the darkness. Only the silence that he had become so familiar with. But it wasn't completely silent. Something was there, beyond the black light. It was only a very faint sound, but Heero heard something clicking against the floor. The sound came in regular beats then it stopped and picked up again at its previous speed. The sound slowly died away, and all was silent again.
Heero felt a bead of sweat slowly run down the side of his face. His eyes widened as he realised what had happened.
'They've got her...'
"They've got her!" Heero shouted aloud, "Damnit." He said quietly. His clawed fist pounded against the door of his cell again and again. The steel barrier felt the fury of his anger, but stayed rigid against the raging emotions flying around Heero's body.
"Keep it down!" A voice rang through the corridor. A figure slowly grew from the black void, but was blurred to Heero's eyes. The hard metal of his boots crashed against the metal floor. The helmet obscured his eyes and face, and the uniform of black and blue mingled into one under Heero's vision.
"Who are you?"
"Why I'm here to keep you under control." Heero's eyes narrowed.
"Who says I need keeping under control!" Heero shouted.
"Look, I'm only doing you a favour, so keep quiet." The soldier then lowered his helmet, to reveal his face. Heero looked confused at his actions. The man had blue eyes like himself, and dark brown hair. The soldier reached down to a pocket and pulled out what looked like keys.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting you out of here."
"Why?" A click of the lock was heard and the door creaked open.
"The only reason I'm here is because I was forced into it. I never wanted to become a soldier. Quinze killed my friend back in AC 195. We were both on Libra together, but Quinze was ruthless and 'got rid of' unwanted soldiers without Commander Peacecraft knowing."
"Why are you helping me?" Heero asked once again. He felt sorry for the man. He knew what it was like to be alone and how it felt like to have someone to guide you and show you the way to go. He knew what was like to loose that kind of person who was always there for you no matter what would happen.
"Please just kill Quinze for me."
"Mission accepted." Heero said before punching the soldier out cold. As he fell, Heero heard a 'Thank you' float through the air. Heero took the keys out of the door and ran into the darkness.
His feet carried him down passageways that he didn't recognise and through halls of empty cell rooms. It seemed as if no one was on look out down here. Not that anyone would want to be. It was cold, damp and silent down here. The only sound was that of Heero's feet pounding lightly against the floor.
Heero saw a fuzzy red light in front of him. He stopped and looked up. A flight of stairs led up to the first floor. He climbed them slowly and quietly, stopping every now and again checking to see if he could hear anything. The stairs were surprisingly long. It seemed as if he were climbing forever. He finally reached the top of the ever-winding staircase. Heero could hear faint voices now, but he couldn't see anything clearly. If he wasn't careful, he could get caught. The he would never be able to rescue Relena.
Heero quietly walked down the corridors looking for any sign of where they might have taken Relena. There were no clues anywhere. Heero was beginning to get annoyed. If he didn't figure out something soon, Relena might end up in the same state as him, or possible worse.
'How would I live with myself? If I don't find Relena soon, I'll never be allowed to see her again. It would only bring back memories of this.'
Heero heard something coming from in front of him. He looked around for somewhere to hide. No where. He turned his head skywards.
'Bingo.' Heero jumped into the air and flapped his wings. There he hovered and slowly undid the air vent cover that had been above him. His claws proved useful as screwdrivers. The screws fell into his hand and the cover came loose. He flew up inside it and held up the cover as the guards walked past below him. The cover rested against the grid of the air vent. Heero laid it back down, being careful not to jolt it.
'I'm probably safer in here than down there.' But Heero found himself in a rather himself in a rather awkward position. There was no way he could fly up the vent. The long grey tube was much too small, and Heero could only just fit in the small space. He put his claws against the cold surface and slowly pushed his way up the vent. Heero's wings slid along behind him as he inched his way up to the top of the chimney like tower.
Eventually Heero reached the top and crawled another vent that ran parallel to the passageways below him. Every now and again, there would be a grate allowing Heero to see into certain rooms that required the air conditioning. Each room Heero crawled past was either empty or of no importance to him. He had only one thing on his mind and one destination to get to before it was too late. Heero tried as hard as he could to crawl through the narrow as quietly as he could, so he didn't attract any attention from passing soldiers.
Heero heard something from up ahead. His eyes widened as the sly voice floated up through the grate in the air vent. Heero moved forward to get a better view of who it was. But his eyes couldn't focus on who was there, but he did recognise the figure strapped down on the customary table.
'Relena!'
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"Is everything set?" Quinze asked his assistants, "Right! Begin!" The sounds of machines being turned on filled the room with buzzes and hums.
"Quinze! You won't live another day if harm comes to Relena!" Quinze turned his head in the direction of the voice.
"Who said that?" Quinze shouted unwarily to his assistants. He turned his head around as he received shakes from the people in the room.
"Who said that!?" Quinze repeated himself again. Suddenly a white blur burst from the air vent and rolled down onto the floor. The figure stood up revealing Heero in a position ready to fight anything that came at him. His beared his golden clawed hands to everyone in the room. The assistants gave out fearful cries from their mouths, and turned to flee from the room, leaving Quinze to face the animal like creature by himself.
"Cowards!" came the response from an angry Quinze. His eyes averted back to his former experiment project. "I hope you like your new look Yuy. You suit the animal category well."
"Save the comments for someone who cares Quinze." Heero growled. At that moment, the doors reopened and in came a mass of black and blue uniforms.
"Can't fight your own battles can you Quinze?" No reply came from the man who stood before Heero. Only an inaudible growl emitted from his mouth that only himself could hear.
"Let's see how you handle these Yuy."
