My goodness! Such positive feedback. Its such a flattering and humbling feeling to know that some people took the time to actually read and review my story, and that I truly thank you all. I'm sorry for the late update, but I having trouble deciding how im going to bream down these last couple of chapters. Also I originally hadn't planned on making a sequel for this story but the more I think about it the more I wanna change my mind. But then again I don't wanna ruin what ive worked so hard on typing thinking up a shitty sequel. Anyway, Id just thought Id ask you people for ideas, comments, and other little insights for a sequel, as well as your opinions on this story as well. Well, enough of my jabbering, and let go on with the story.

The Replacement Assassins

Ch. 15: I Cannot Run From What I Am

Quatre Winner just sat there on top of the squad car, still in deep shock. 'I can't believe he tried to kill my son, why couldn't I have seen it?' Quatre asked himself. Not long after the shootout, the police had arrived and locked the building down. Quatre's son was sitting in the back seat of his car, while Quatre stayed on the scene. Quatre just continued to stand there in deep thought; he didn't even notice the uniformed officer shaking his shoulder for a while. Quatre finally looked up at the officer in surprise, as he snapped him out of his reverie.

"It's my boy." Quatre spoke up, all of a sudden. "They went after my kid." Quatre spoke in a low, deadly tone of voice.

"Listen to me, were gonna lock down this goddamned city to find those 2 scumbags!" the cop reassured.

 Quatre shook his head. "Its not them." Quatre clarified "Tsukino and the 'Ghost' saved my ass in there tonight."

"What!?" the amazed cop asked.

"They saved my son." Quatre said, walking over to his car where his son sat. He opened the door and gave his son a tight hug.

"How you doing? You still scared?" Quatre whispered into his son's ear. He nodded "Yeah me too." Quatre admitted. He then opened the door back up and allowed his son to climb back inside.

"Hey guess what?" Quatre asked. "What?" replied his son.

""I love you." Quatre told him gently poking him on the nose. His son simply grinned back his father feeling a lot better "I love you too daddy." His son told him.

The uniformed cop, who talked to him earlier, caught up to Quatre who was now walking away from his car and towards a SWAT van.

"Have them take my boy home. Put them both under guard. Pick somebody good, I want to make sure they're safe until this is over." Quatre ordered the cop as opened the back door of the van.

"You want us to tell her what's going on?" the officer asked.

"Tell her whatever you want." Quatre said, while pulling out a heavy machine gun and checking it for bullets.

"What are you doing Quatre?" the officer asked knowing full well what he was doing, he was going to take the fight to Treize.

Quatre ignored him as he pilled up a load of bullets for the gun, hopped into a police car, and turned the engine.

"I will protect my son no matter what. Whatever happens, this ends tonight!" Quatre said, and he sped off down the street towards Chinatown.

Heero was back at the Buddhist temple kneeling in front of the Buddha statue. He removed his gray sport coat, black polo shit and white undershirt, to get a good look at the wound on his shoulder. Lucky for him it only grazed the top of his shoulder and left a deep gash, it could have been worse. Heero grabbed a small rag and wiped up any excess blood that oozed down his chest and back , and then dipped the rag in some iodine. He then braced himself for the pain as he quickly put it on top of the deep gash. Heero gritted his teeth in mind-numbing pain and let out a small, loud grunt. Once the pain subsided, he bandaged up the wound and proceeded to take all of the remaining bullets and clips he got from Duo, and checked all of the guns

Usagi looked on in both amazement and admiration. Heero Yui was a strange fellow, both ruthless and caring…in a ruthless sorta way. And now here he was patching up his own flesh wound and loading up enough guns to declare war on a small country.

"Heero?" Usagi asked in a caring tone.

"Call Quatre." He grunted, still holding in the pain. "He knows now, you'll be safe."

"Safe?" She asked. "What about you?" She asked, wanting to know why he was loading up all the guns.

Heero paused and took a deep breath. "My family is not protected. Usagi, I know I got you involved in this, when I didn't mean to. This was my fight, and I had no right to bring you into it. And it may not be much, but for what it's worth, im sorry." Heero responded

Usagi couldn't help but smile at Heero's apology. "So what are you gonna do?" Usagi asked, slowly walking up to where Heero had his back turned to her. "Kill all of China town just to get to Treize?"

Heero thought about what she had said, but he also knew there was no turning back from this.

"I cannot run from battle…I cannot run from what I am." Heero said

Usagi stopped and kneeled next to Heero who still loading bullets into clips. "There's a difference between battle and suicide." Usagi pleaded.

"It would be the last death I cause." Heero told her.

Usagi knew that he was right, there was no turning back from this, Treize was still going to go after Quatre's boy and his family and they were running out of time. The only way Heero was going to stand a chance was to take the fight to him.

"Fair enough." She sighed. "Okay Heero. Lets go." She spoke up.

Heero looked at her in amazement, and then looked back down ashamed. "Why…why do you care so much about a horrible person like me? The boy is safe for now, this is not your fight." he admitted.

Usagi was taken back by such a question and then blushed. "I know. But somewhere along the way I developed a deep seeded problem with watching you die." She confessed.

Heero looked at Usagi again with a surprised look. 'She cares about me?' Heero asked him self. Heero gave Usagi a small smile, before he noticed he was down to one bullet. It was a bullet he had been holding in his pocket all his time, and it was the bullet he plans on putting in Treize's head. Heero took the last hallow-point, Japanese carved bullet and loaded it into the clip.

"OK then, tonight we finish this, once and for all." Heero said, as he rose up and he and Usagi walked out the temple.