Mmkay. . .so far, all three Gundam Boys that have been mentioned in this
fic are captured. And. . .that's about it!
I don't really care if the facts I have aren't correct. It's my fic; I can do what I want.
Disclaimer: I own none of the Gundam Wing characters.
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One of the soldiers grabbed Quatre and hauled him inside, and slammed the door behind him.
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One of the soldiers grabbed Quatre and hauled him inside, and slammed the door behind him.
Quatre looked around the room he had been shoved into. It was just like the White Room. . .only the tiles were a dark red. The Arabian didn't want to know why.
He was pulled from his musings by a blow that sent him sliding across the floor, and into the wall. Dimly, Quatre heard a cry from Duo. He struggled to sit up, but was held down by one of the soldiers.
The soldiers first tied Heero up to a pole in the far corner of the room, and left him there. Duo was taken to the center pole, the one that Quatre- had this been the White Room-would have been tied to. His eyes threatened all around him to just try and make him scream.
After this was done, Quatre was jerked up to his feet and a soldier shook him. "Listen up, 04, you're going to tell us where the other Gundam pilots are, go it? And if you don't, then 02 here's gonna get the same beatin' that you got, understand?"
Quatre nodded.
"So where are they?"
Silence, broken only by Duo's soft chuckles. "Do you really think that ANYTHING you do is gonna get us to tell you were the other two are? You OZ people must be thicker than I thought you were-"
Duo was cut off short by a punch to his face. "Shut up, 02. We'll get around to you sooner than you want." They turned back to Quatre. "So, 04, we ask again, where are the other two?"
Quatre still didn't say anything. //Duo. . .I'm so sorry. . .\\
The soldiers growled in frustration. "Fine then. I guess it just makes it harder for both of us this way." One of them turned to Duo and socked him in the stomach, then slashed at his face with their nails in rapid succession. Duo closed his eyes tight, but not a sound escaped him. He knew that Quatre could only do this for so long. Emotional and physical abuses were going to take a large toll on the Arabian when this-if it ever did-finished.
Cassie dialed up the number for Trowa Barton on her Visualphone. There was the customary blank screen for a couple of seconds, then she was greeted by a boy about the age of Quatre in a. . .clown suit? The boy cocked his head. "Who are you?"
"My name is Cassie Winner and I'm-"
"Quatre's sister. Okay. . .this makes more sense, but why ever did you call me?"
"You've heard that three of the Gundams are captured by OZ?"
Trowa nearly fell over. "What did THAT happen?"
"Yesterday. But OZ is going to torture them for information about the whereabouts of you and-" Cassie glanced back at the computer. "Wufei."
Trowa looked very shocked. "How on earth did Heero get captured. . ." he mused to himself. Then he turned back to Cassie. "Where are they?"
"At an OZ station on colony L5*. Quatre was going to be executed yesterday. . .but Duo and, Heero did you say? Rescued him."
Trowa ran a hand through his hair. "You're sure of this?"
"Positive."
"I suppose you called me to ask if I can save them, huh?"
"Yes."
"I'll work on it."
Quatre bit his tongue so hard that it started to bleed. He really wished that he didn't know where Trowa was hidden out. It could be the downfall of all of them. . .
AN: . . .only one person wanted Pumpkin Pie? Aww. . .
Okay, okay, I KNOW that Trowa is REALLY out of character. . .I can't write in character worth a darn. . .so yeah. . .
*Random colony. . .no real reason for that. . .
Review please?
~Lady V.
I don't really care if the facts I have aren't correct. It's my fic; I can do what I want.
Disclaimer: I own none of the Gundam Wing characters.
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One of the soldiers grabbed Quatre and hauled him inside, and slammed the door behind him.
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One of the soldiers grabbed Quatre and hauled him inside, and slammed the door behind him.
Quatre looked around the room he had been shoved into. It was just like the White Room. . .only the tiles were a dark red. The Arabian didn't want to know why.
He was pulled from his musings by a blow that sent him sliding across the floor, and into the wall. Dimly, Quatre heard a cry from Duo. He struggled to sit up, but was held down by one of the soldiers.
The soldiers first tied Heero up to a pole in the far corner of the room, and left him there. Duo was taken to the center pole, the one that Quatre- had this been the White Room-would have been tied to. His eyes threatened all around him to just try and make him scream.
After this was done, Quatre was jerked up to his feet and a soldier shook him. "Listen up, 04, you're going to tell us where the other Gundam pilots are, go it? And if you don't, then 02 here's gonna get the same beatin' that you got, understand?"
Quatre nodded.
"So where are they?"
Silence, broken only by Duo's soft chuckles. "Do you really think that ANYTHING you do is gonna get us to tell you were the other two are? You OZ people must be thicker than I thought you were-"
Duo was cut off short by a punch to his face. "Shut up, 02. We'll get around to you sooner than you want." They turned back to Quatre. "So, 04, we ask again, where are the other two?"
Quatre still didn't say anything. //Duo. . .I'm so sorry. . .\\
The soldiers growled in frustration. "Fine then. I guess it just makes it harder for both of us this way." One of them turned to Duo and socked him in the stomach, then slashed at his face with their nails in rapid succession. Duo closed his eyes tight, but not a sound escaped him. He knew that Quatre could only do this for so long. Emotional and physical abuses were going to take a large toll on the Arabian when this-if it ever did-finished.
Cassie dialed up the number for Trowa Barton on her Visualphone. There was the customary blank screen for a couple of seconds, then she was greeted by a boy about the age of Quatre in a. . .clown suit? The boy cocked his head. "Who are you?"
"My name is Cassie Winner and I'm-"
"Quatre's sister. Okay. . .this makes more sense, but why ever did you call me?"
"You've heard that three of the Gundams are captured by OZ?"
Trowa nearly fell over. "What did THAT happen?"
"Yesterday. But OZ is going to torture them for information about the whereabouts of you and-" Cassie glanced back at the computer. "Wufei."
Trowa looked very shocked. "How on earth did Heero get captured. . ." he mused to himself. Then he turned back to Cassie. "Where are they?"
"At an OZ station on colony L5*. Quatre was going to be executed yesterday. . .but Duo and, Heero did you say? Rescued him."
Trowa ran a hand through his hair. "You're sure of this?"
"Positive."
"I suppose you called me to ask if I can save them, huh?"
"Yes."
"I'll work on it."
Quatre bit his tongue so hard that it started to bleed. He really wished that he didn't know where Trowa was hidden out. It could be the downfall of all of them. . .
AN: . . .only one person wanted Pumpkin Pie? Aww. . .
Okay, okay, I KNOW that Trowa is REALLY out of character. . .I can't write in character worth a darn. . .so yeah. . .
*Random colony. . .no real reason for that. . .
Review please?
~Lady V.