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AN: Yes! Chapter one has been rewritten. I fixed a few typos and reworded some sentences...I've felt some inspiration for this fic again...maybe I'll get some serious work done on it within the next week.
Date: 23 Nov. 2003
Chapter One
Warning signals blared throughout the compound, red lights flashing. Soldiers were running everywhere, and everything was going wrong.
For Oz at least.
Quatre Winner and Duo Maxwell were doing just fine.
Running down one hallway they came to a door. The positioned themselves on either side. Duo pulled a small device out of the duffel bag strapped across his back and quickly hooked it up to the locked door. After a few tense moments, there was a successful grunt on Duo's part as red lights blinked green and the door slid open.
Duo grinned. "After you Q-man."
Quatre smiled back politely, then set his expression in a firm line, raised his gun, and entered the room.
He swept the space with his eyes and upon detecting no one, he called back to Duo. "All clear."
Duo entered the room, shutting the door behind them. It had clearly been the main control area of the compound. Quatre was already typing away at the main computer. Luckily for them, their previous work with explosives had effectively evacuated the building.
Just then, Duo heard a sound from the other side of the room. "Did you hear that?" he asked.
"Hear what?" The blond replied, attention focused on the screen.
The braided pilot heard it again, louder this time.
"That." Duo said.
"I heard it that time. You can go check it out if you want. Watch yourself." Quatre suggested.
Duo nodded. "Kay," he agreed, heading over to the other side of the room. Gun held tightly between his hands, he proceeded slowly. Finally he came to another door. A flick of a switch had the door sliding open mechanically, and Duo raised an eyebrow curiously. There was man lying at the bottom of the closet that Duo had revealed.
"What is it?" Quatre asked, still typing away.
Duo bent down to examine the half unconscious person he'd found. "A soldier." He replied to the blonde's question. "He's hurt pretty bad"
The soldier gave another moan once Duo had reached his eye level, and his eyes widened as he recognized the `god of death'.
The man struggled to sit up, and reached behind him for his gun. He groped around for a minute, Duo watching his every move.
"I would recommend you didn't do that." The braided boy suggested.
"I'll do whatever I want." The soldier replied curtly, lips curling in a snarl. "You damn Gundam pilots are always getting in the way. I'd be a hero if I could get rid of one of you". His hand landed on a small tube of sorts...he grinned psychotically, and wrapped his fingers around the cylinder. "You're going to pay for coming in here." He said, as he whipped his hand out from behind him and jabbed Duo's arm with something sharp...
Duo toppled backwards to the ground forcefully, his head hitting the floor with an ear splitting crack. It took him a moment to regain his senses, but he was just in time to see the man reach for his gun. Duo pulled his own trigger, aiming with deadly accuracy.
Quatre was at his side within the next few seconds. "Duo...C'mon, we've got to get out of here."
Duo moaned and sat up slowly. What the hell had just happened? He'd been on a mission with Quatre...
But Duo didn't have time to think. The small blond pulled him to his feet and led him out of the room quickly, heading for their carefully hidden gundams. Neither of them noticed the small syringe that lay forgotten of the floor.
*~*
Upon returning to the safe house where the five pilots were staying, the two entered the house to find Heero out on a mission. Trowa and WuFei, however, were in the kitchen.
"Duo, let me look at your eyes." Quatre pleaded worriedly as they entered the kitchen.
Duo shook his head. "No way, Q-man. I swear they're fine."
Quatre sighed. "You just said that everything was `kinda blurry' and you were feeling dizzy on the way back, remember? You almost hit that tree."
Duo grinned. "Good thing I didn't. Deathscythe woulda had a fit. He doesn't like it when I hit trees."
Quatre shook his head. "Duo, there's something wrong. Sure you killed that Oz soldier, but what was he doing in the supply cabinet? And you fell, remember? I'm surprised that blow to your head didn't do some brain damage."
WuFei scoffed. "That baka doesn't have a brain."
"Do too." Duo replied, sticking his tongue out at the other pilot. "I just need to get some sleep." With that, Duo headed up for his room. Maybe he had imagined the whole thing...
*~*
However, when Duo woke up in the morning, he couldn't see what would happen. In fact, he couldn't see at all.
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AN: Yes! Chapter one has been rewritten. I fixed a few typos and reworded some sentences...I've felt some inspiration for this fic again...maybe I'll get some serious work done on it within the next week.
Date: 23 Nov. 2003
Chapter One
Warning signals blared throughout the compound, red lights flashing. Soldiers were running everywhere, and everything was going wrong.
For Oz at least.
Quatre Winner and Duo Maxwell were doing just fine.
Running down one hallway they came to a door. The positioned themselves on either side. Duo pulled a small device out of the duffel bag strapped across his back and quickly hooked it up to the locked door. After a few tense moments, there was a successful grunt on Duo's part as red lights blinked green and the door slid open.
Duo grinned. "After you Q-man."
Quatre smiled back politely, then set his expression in a firm line, raised his gun, and entered the room.
He swept the space with his eyes and upon detecting no one, he called back to Duo. "All clear."
Duo entered the room, shutting the door behind them. It had clearly been the main control area of the compound. Quatre was already typing away at the main computer. Luckily for them, their previous work with explosives had effectively evacuated the building.
Just then, Duo heard a sound from the other side of the room. "Did you hear that?" he asked.
"Hear what?" The blond replied, attention focused on the screen.
The braided pilot heard it again, louder this time.
"That." Duo said.
"I heard it that time. You can go check it out if you want. Watch yourself." Quatre suggested.
Duo nodded. "Kay," he agreed, heading over to the other side of the room. Gun held tightly between his hands, he proceeded slowly. Finally he came to another door. A flick of a switch had the door sliding open mechanically, and Duo raised an eyebrow curiously. There was man lying at the bottom of the closet that Duo had revealed.
"What is it?" Quatre asked, still typing away.
Duo bent down to examine the half unconscious person he'd found. "A soldier." He replied to the blonde's question. "He's hurt pretty bad"
The soldier gave another moan once Duo had reached his eye level, and his eyes widened as he recognized the `god of death'.
The man struggled to sit up, and reached behind him for his gun. He groped around for a minute, Duo watching his every move.
"I would recommend you didn't do that." The braided boy suggested.
"I'll do whatever I want." The soldier replied curtly, lips curling in a snarl. "You damn Gundam pilots are always getting in the way. I'd be a hero if I could get rid of one of you". His hand landed on a small tube of sorts...he grinned psychotically, and wrapped his fingers around the cylinder. "You're going to pay for coming in here." He said, as he whipped his hand out from behind him and jabbed Duo's arm with something sharp...
Duo toppled backwards to the ground forcefully, his head hitting the floor with an ear splitting crack. It took him a moment to regain his senses, but he was just in time to see the man reach for his gun. Duo pulled his own trigger, aiming with deadly accuracy.
Quatre was at his side within the next few seconds. "Duo...C'mon, we've got to get out of here."
Duo moaned and sat up slowly. What the hell had just happened? He'd been on a mission with Quatre...
But Duo didn't have time to think. The small blond pulled him to his feet and led him out of the room quickly, heading for their carefully hidden gundams. Neither of them noticed the small syringe that lay forgotten of the floor.
*~*
Upon returning to the safe house where the five pilots were staying, the two entered the house to find Heero out on a mission. Trowa and WuFei, however, were in the kitchen.
"Duo, let me look at your eyes." Quatre pleaded worriedly as they entered the kitchen.
Duo shook his head. "No way, Q-man. I swear they're fine."
Quatre sighed. "You just said that everything was `kinda blurry' and you were feeling dizzy on the way back, remember? You almost hit that tree."
Duo grinned. "Good thing I didn't. Deathscythe woulda had a fit. He doesn't like it when I hit trees."
Quatre shook his head. "Duo, there's something wrong. Sure you killed that Oz soldier, but what was he doing in the supply cabinet? And you fell, remember? I'm surprised that blow to your head didn't do some brain damage."
WuFei scoffed. "That baka doesn't have a brain."
"Do too." Duo replied, sticking his tongue out at the other pilot. "I just need to get some sleep." With that, Duo headed up for his room. Maybe he had imagined the whole thing...
*~*
However, when Duo woke up in the morning, he couldn't see what would happen. In fact, he couldn't see at all.
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