Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing.
Chapter 2
He tried to keep down the raging internal panic but the wars were over-he'd fought so hard-how could he end up… locked up?
Sitting down he stilled a shaking hand again, was this punishment for killing so many? Did he die on that bus and this tiny prison was his hell?!
He rocked himself in a small corner of the confinement block, muttering to himself and making no sense to the police officer that had come to check on the 'bag of bones' in cell 02 of 10.
---------------------------
Trowa placed down the security tapes on the table in front of the three other pilots.
"What are these?" Quatre looked up at Trowa, face desperate for any ray of hope in finding Heero.
"They're security tapes from a CCTV camera at a bus station" Trowa replied calmly.
Duo tapped his fingers, irritated, "Did you find Heero or not?!" he snapped.
Quatre placed a hand on Duo's shoulder to calm him.
"No" there was no point in 'beating about the bush'. Trowa reflected on the quote he'd heard Duo use when referring to Mobile Suit battles.
Wufie sat down, patiently waiting for Trowa to continue.
Duo just sighed out loud and made a hand motion in a relenting manor for the Stonic pilot to continue.
"The cameras caught him…"
"Well, that's more than everyone else has!" Duo quipped and received a pointed glare from Trowa and a squeeze on his shoulder from Quatre.
"He was at a bus station but I think the bus driver left with him. The quality isn't good on the camera film but I'm relatively sure that it was Heero. I managed to get the bus's registration number" Trowa mentally continued, ' by phoning up the bus company and translating dated bus time tables- the quality of CCTV was just too poor to find the information any other way'.
"That's great!" Duo leapt of his seat, giving Quatre the fright of his life. "What are we waiting for?"
Wufie interrupted, "Should we even go after him? He left in the first place of his own free will, would he really be happy if we all started hunting him down?"
"We don't know if he left of his own free will, Wufie" Quatre politely interrupted.
"He was injured" Trowa stated, "He may not be in his right mind. The doctors never even got a chance to find out what was wrong"
"This isn't up for discussion!" Duo growled, "We're going after him. With or without you".
Wufie shrugged and looked up at everyone, "I just need to get away for a
while. I'm sorry, give Heero my regards when you find him". He left the room.
"Why that…." Duo's hand made a fist.
"Don't be angry Duo" Quatre came up beside him, "Its been difficult for all of us, everyone's tired of all of this- wars, pain, past. You must want to get settled and live out a normal life as well, Duo? Leaving everything and moving on?" Quatre prompted.
"I'd rather be loyal to my friend who's saved our lives many times over-than have a nice cosy quiet life!" the braided boy snatched Trowa's documents off the table (bus timetables and all) and stormed out.
Quatre looked mildly frustrated but Trowa's quiet voice silenced the blond's internal thoughts, "He's just worried Quatre, I'm going after him…coming?"
Quatre took a deep calming breath and smiled, "Of course".
----------------
The concrete was wet and damp, old buses rumbled and rattled noisily into the station and left the same way.
Three teenage boys walked in a little group and headed straight to Marshall's bus. Although they looked quite young, they also looked quite threatening.
Marshall growled and complained as usual about how rubbish his life was.
He spotted the four potential passengers with greedy money-minded eyes.
"Hi" one of them stepped forward, a diplomatic kid, while the others just watched. "We were just wondering if you'd give us some information".
"That costs money" came the ugly reply.
Duo gripped his gun...
----------
Author: i'm not very good at this yet...but i hope to get better with experience.
plz review!
(no flames)
Chapter 2
He tried to keep down the raging internal panic but the wars were over-he'd fought so hard-how could he end up… locked up?
Sitting down he stilled a shaking hand again, was this punishment for killing so many? Did he die on that bus and this tiny prison was his hell?!
He rocked himself in a small corner of the confinement block, muttering to himself and making no sense to the police officer that had come to check on the 'bag of bones' in cell 02 of 10.
---------------------------
Trowa placed down the security tapes on the table in front of the three other pilots.
"What are these?" Quatre looked up at Trowa, face desperate for any ray of hope in finding Heero.
"They're security tapes from a CCTV camera at a bus station" Trowa replied calmly.
Duo tapped his fingers, irritated, "Did you find Heero or not?!" he snapped.
Quatre placed a hand on Duo's shoulder to calm him.
"No" there was no point in 'beating about the bush'. Trowa reflected on the quote he'd heard Duo use when referring to Mobile Suit battles.
Wufie sat down, patiently waiting for Trowa to continue.
Duo just sighed out loud and made a hand motion in a relenting manor for the Stonic pilot to continue.
"The cameras caught him…"
"Well, that's more than everyone else has!" Duo quipped and received a pointed glare from Trowa and a squeeze on his shoulder from Quatre.
"He was at a bus station but I think the bus driver left with him. The quality isn't good on the camera film but I'm relatively sure that it was Heero. I managed to get the bus's registration number" Trowa mentally continued, ' by phoning up the bus company and translating dated bus time tables- the quality of CCTV was just too poor to find the information any other way'.
"That's great!" Duo leapt of his seat, giving Quatre the fright of his life. "What are we waiting for?"
Wufie interrupted, "Should we even go after him? He left in the first place of his own free will, would he really be happy if we all started hunting him down?"
"We don't know if he left of his own free will, Wufie" Quatre politely interrupted.
"He was injured" Trowa stated, "He may not be in his right mind. The doctors never even got a chance to find out what was wrong"
"This isn't up for discussion!" Duo growled, "We're going after him. With or without you".
Wufie shrugged and looked up at everyone, "I just need to get away for a
while. I'm sorry, give Heero my regards when you find him". He left the room.
"Why that…." Duo's hand made a fist.
"Don't be angry Duo" Quatre came up beside him, "Its been difficult for all of us, everyone's tired of all of this- wars, pain, past. You must want to get settled and live out a normal life as well, Duo? Leaving everything and moving on?" Quatre prompted.
"I'd rather be loyal to my friend who's saved our lives many times over-than have a nice cosy quiet life!" the braided boy snatched Trowa's documents off the table (bus timetables and all) and stormed out.
Quatre looked mildly frustrated but Trowa's quiet voice silenced the blond's internal thoughts, "He's just worried Quatre, I'm going after him…coming?"
Quatre took a deep calming breath and smiled, "Of course".
----------------
The concrete was wet and damp, old buses rumbled and rattled noisily into the station and left the same way.
Three teenage boys walked in a little group and headed straight to Marshall's bus. Although they looked quite young, they also looked quite threatening.
Marshall growled and complained as usual about how rubbish his life was.
He spotted the four potential passengers with greedy money-minded eyes.
"Hi" one of them stepped forward, a diplomatic kid, while the others just watched. "We were just wondering if you'd give us some information".
"That costs money" came the ugly reply.
Duo gripped his gun...
----------
Author: i'm not very good at this yet...but i hope to get better with experience.
plz review!
(no flames)