Ghost of Duo Part 11 This version by Buzz-Chan
Hmmm...I've had an email or two from people saying they have figured it out..well, this is the chapter that will tell all! ^^ I think..lol.But, after visiting the homepage of one person who left a comment but didn't have any stories of their own (if I remember correctly)..if you know who you are.you might get a little angry..*sigh*Anyway.enjoy the story!
Just think, one more part after this!! Disclaimer: I have never and will never own nor claim to own Gundam Wing. Only Lady V is mine!
"What are you doing here?" The intruder asked Heero.
"I should ask the same of you, Trowa," Heero's eyes narrowed into a look of pure hatred.
"I came to relieve some stress Heero," Trowa cast his eyes back down to the picture he held.
"You're responsible for his death. You killed him," Heero's hand balled up into a fist. He was oblivious to the pain this caused.
"No Heero, you killed him. I only sent the command," Trowa kept his cold eyes on the picture.
"He would still be alive if it weren't for you!" He tried to control his voice but it came out in a scream any way.
"I suppose that might be true. But if he would have just let you go, none of this would have happened," Trowa sighed.
Heero lost control again. He couldn't stand to hear Trowa talk about Duo. He rushed at the man as he cried out in anger. Heero's left hand landed a punch on Trowa's cheek. Trowa was knocked back a few steps. He was stunned for only a second before he retaliated. Trowa ran back towards Heero and went for his stomach. Heero dodged and landed a thick arm on Trowa's back. The second man went sprawling to the floor.
Heero approached Trowa, preparing to pull him up by his hair, but Trowa turned on to his back. From his position on the floor, Trowa threw his leg up and hit with perfect precision, a kick to Heero's abdomen. Heero lurched forward and grabbed his stomach in pain. Trowa stood and took Heero in a headlock. As Heero recovered, he swept Trowa into his arms and then brought him down so that his back landed across Heero's knee as he knelt. Pain shot up the pilot's spine as he was dropped to the floor. Heero kicked the taller man in the back to add to his agony. Trowa was thrown a little ways and hit his head on the leg of the table causing a small cut to form on his forehead. Heero reached to his side for his gun.
"Shit!" He had left it in his bag at the motel room. Trowa stood up. He leaned against the table for support. Blood fell freely from the thin cut on his forehead.
"Heh-heh, forget something Mr. Perfect Soldier?"
"Shut up. I have other ways," Heero glared at the tall man.
"Other ways to kill me you mean? Well, I think you might have a little more difficulty than you think!" Trowa sneered.
"I doubt that."
Lady V watched the scene with bated breath, unsure of what to do. She looked hard at Trowa. Just what had he meant by that statement? Lady V sensed something from him, she just couldn't tell what it was. Then she noticed that Trowa's hand had begun to slowly move behind him. He was reaching for something. Lady V squinted, trying to figure out what it was. What does he have?! There's something there, what is it? Oh my God....
"Oh yeah?" Trowa raised his visible eyebrow as he pulled the weapon out from behind him. He pulled back the hammer as the light from the sun outside shone on the sleek black barrel. Heero drew in a quick breath at the sight of the gun. Maybe he should let Trowa shoot him, he would be with Duo if he did. Trowa's finger began to wrap around the trigger. In a matter of seconds, a bullet would fly from that barrel and pierce Heero through the heart if he didn't do something about it.
Heero lunged at Trowa. He couldn't let himself die, not like that, not at the hand of this monster. He had to fight, and he had to live for the memory of his love. Heero knocked Trowa's hand against the table and the gun went flying to the other side of the room. Trowa screamed in anger and pain and then threw his right fist at the shorter man. It landed square on his jaw. Heero was sent back a few steps. He shook his head slightly and then went after Trowa again. Trowa took a couple of running steps towards Heero.
The two men collided and were sent flying to the floor. Trowa landed on top of Heero. He threw a few punches at Heero's head. Blood started to trickle from the shorter man's nose. Heero threw Trowa off of him with his feet. He was sent flying into the wall. Heero stood and rushed at Trowa. His body slammed into Trowa's which crushed him into the wall. As Heero held him there, both men's eyes looked down towards the gun which lay only a few feet away from them. Heero broke his hold and went running to the black weapon. Trowa followed only a few steps behind him. The shorter man reached it first. He grabbed the gun and began to turn to face Trowa. As Heero did so, Trowa reached him and grabbed for the gun too.
The two men were locked in combat, knowing that who ever gained control of the gun would be the victor, and the other would be dead. Both men groaned as they fought for possession of the gun. Lady V stood still.
"Goddess protect him," she said as she watched the fight.
Trowa pulled with all of his body and dragged Heero around so that his back was to the wall. Lady V's vision lined up with the gun while they were in this position.
"WATCH OUT!" Lady V screamed as the gun went off. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End Part 11
Hmmm...I've had an email or two from people saying they have figured it out..well, this is the chapter that will tell all! ^^ I think..lol.But, after visiting the homepage of one person who left a comment but didn't have any stories of their own (if I remember correctly)..if you know who you are.you might get a little angry..*sigh*Anyway.enjoy the story!
Just think, one more part after this!! Disclaimer: I have never and will never own nor claim to own Gundam Wing. Only Lady V is mine!
"What are you doing here?" The intruder asked Heero.
"I should ask the same of you, Trowa," Heero's eyes narrowed into a look of pure hatred.
"I came to relieve some stress Heero," Trowa cast his eyes back down to the picture he held.
"You're responsible for his death. You killed him," Heero's hand balled up into a fist. He was oblivious to the pain this caused.
"No Heero, you killed him. I only sent the command," Trowa kept his cold eyes on the picture.
"He would still be alive if it weren't for you!" He tried to control his voice but it came out in a scream any way.
"I suppose that might be true. But if he would have just let you go, none of this would have happened," Trowa sighed.
Heero lost control again. He couldn't stand to hear Trowa talk about Duo. He rushed at the man as he cried out in anger. Heero's left hand landed a punch on Trowa's cheek. Trowa was knocked back a few steps. He was stunned for only a second before he retaliated. Trowa ran back towards Heero and went for his stomach. Heero dodged and landed a thick arm on Trowa's back. The second man went sprawling to the floor.
Heero approached Trowa, preparing to pull him up by his hair, but Trowa turned on to his back. From his position on the floor, Trowa threw his leg up and hit with perfect precision, a kick to Heero's abdomen. Heero lurched forward and grabbed his stomach in pain. Trowa stood and took Heero in a headlock. As Heero recovered, he swept Trowa into his arms and then brought him down so that his back landed across Heero's knee as he knelt. Pain shot up the pilot's spine as he was dropped to the floor. Heero kicked the taller man in the back to add to his agony. Trowa was thrown a little ways and hit his head on the leg of the table causing a small cut to form on his forehead. Heero reached to his side for his gun.
"Shit!" He had left it in his bag at the motel room. Trowa stood up. He leaned against the table for support. Blood fell freely from the thin cut on his forehead.
"Heh-heh, forget something Mr. Perfect Soldier?"
"Shut up. I have other ways," Heero glared at the tall man.
"Other ways to kill me you mean? Well, I think you might have a little more difficulty than you think!" Trowa sneered.
"I doubt that."
Lady V watched the scene with bated breath, unsure of what to do. She looked hard at Trowa. Just what had he meant by that statement? Lady V sensed something from him, she just couldn't tell what it was. Then she noticed that Trowa's hand had begun to slowly move behind him. He was reaching for something. Lady V squinted, trying to figure out what it was. What does he have?! There's something there, what is it? Oh my God....
"Oh yeah?" Trowa raised his visible eyebrow as he pulled the weapon out from behind him. He pulled back the hammer as the light from the sun outside shone on the sleek black barrel. Heero drew in a quick breath at the sight of the gun. Maybe he should let Trowa shoot him, he would be with Duo if he did. Trowa's finger began to wrap around the trigger. In a matter of seconds, a bullet would fly from that barrel and pierce Heero through the heart if he didn't do something about it.
Heero lunged at Trowa. He couldn't let himself die, not like that, not at the hand of this monster. He had to fight, and he had to live for the memory of his love. Heero knocked Trowa's hand against the table and the gun went flying to the other side of the room. Trowa screamed in anger and pain and then threw his right fist at the shorter man. It landed square on his jaw. Heero was sent back a few steps. He shook his head slightly and then went after Trowa again. Trowa took a couple of running steps towards Heero.
The two men collided and were sent flying to the floor. Trowa landed on top of Heero. He threw a few punches at Heero's head. Blood started to trickle from the shorter man's nose. Heero threw Trowa off of him with his feet. He was sent flying into the wall. Heero stood and rushed at Trowa. His body slammed into Trowa's which crushed him into the wall. As Heero held him there, both men's eyes looked down towards the gun which lay only a few feet away from them. Heero broke his hold and went running to the black weapon. Trowa followed only a few steps behind him. The shorter man reached it first. He grabbed the gun and began to turn to face Trowa. As Heero did so, Trowa reached him and grabbed for the gun too.
The two men were locked in combat, knowing that who ever gained control of the gun would be the victor, and the other would be dead. Both men groaned as they fought for possession of the gun. Lady V stood still.
"Goddess protect him," she said as she watched the fight.
Trowa pulled with all of his body and dragged Heero around so that his back was to the wall. Lady V's vision lined up with the gun while they were in this position.
"WATCH OUT!" Lady V screamed as the gun went off. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End Part 11