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First: * Here's a real cliff-hanger! Sorry, folks! Last chapter for this week. =P Bare with me. *
Second: * I don't own Gundam Wing. Get it? *
Third: * The Ded's!! This goes out to: Nini, veronica, Blossy, miyu, shi-shi, Airurando, Seiji Takayama, Little-shinigami, Shining Emerald, Symee-Sama, Lorimlowe2, selene947, and Seak5!! Yay! *
Fourth: * Okay, here's a poll, and you HAVE TO ANSWER!! Please? Okay- Happy ending, or a sad one? ...Maybe I'll do both, you know, alternate universe fictions? Tell me what you think! *
Fifth: * Randomness... Brought to you by: Valentine's Day Fudge- It's not just for breakfast anymore! AND Reality TV: We take unrealistic TV actors, put them into surreal situations- and create an unreal TV series!! *
Fuu: "So here's the blurb, at the beginning for a change of pace." ^_^
Umi: =P "That's just so this chapter will be more dramatic, isn't it?"
Fuu: "Shhh..."
Umi: * She pulls out a roll of extra-strength duct tape. *
Fuu: "OKAY! I'll be good, I promise!"
Umi: * She nods approvingly. *
Fuu: "Let the games-Um, pain, angst, and other fun stuff begin."
Umi: * She leans back in her chair comfortably. *
Fuu: "Oh, and I actually took the time to read over this chapter this time- ^_~ So there aren't any typos!! Yay!" ^_^
*****
Duo clenched his fists. The Corporal merely grinned.
"Let me tell you how this is going to work," He began. "You co-operate, no one gets hurt." Duo's lip curled into a sneer.
"Except me, of course. No way." Duo quickly pulled out his knife and charged for the Corporal. He merely grinned, moving his hand slightly so Duo could see the glint that was the light reflecting of the barrel of the gun. The Private tackled Duo, and just that moment Duo heard the click of the gun trigger. "HILDE!"
Hilde choked, her shoulder suddenly erupted with pain- the bullet had embedded itself in her flesh, and the blood was quickly beginning to soak into her shirt. Hilde's eyes widened, and she dazedly looked over to a man with a long, brown braid. 'Who was that again?' She couldn't remember. Suddenly she had a falling feeling- and everything around her faded.
'Do you see where you are now?' Hilde squirmed at the sound of that voice.
"Go away!" She shouted. "Get away from me!"
'Why can't you realize that he doesn't even care...?'
"Stop it!"
'Are you listening, Hilde? Are you there?'
"Get the hell out of my head!" She screamed.
'You're losing it, Hilde.' A crucifix flashed in front of her, around the neck of a boy.
"Who is that? Where am I? Who am I?" A series of low laughs erupted from the empty, dark canyon below her. 'Hilde? Is that my name...?'
'You're losing it.'
"NO! DAMN IT!" Duo charged at the man, trying to take him by surprise. The man was fast, 'Maybe too fast,' he concluded silently, as both the Corporal and Private took out their guns. The Corporal told the Private to stop- tend to the girl, but Duo barely heard. As he reached the man, his knife hand was caught in the man's left. Duo took this opportunity to jab his knee into the man's stomach, causing him to double over in pain. Duo brought his elbow down into the Corporal's back, and the man fell to the ground. Duo turned his sights on the Private, a mass of quivering fear.
"D- don't c- come any f- further.." The stuttering Private began. Duo didn't know if he was stuttering because he was scared, or whether it was a speech impediment.
"What's stopping me, you've already killed her!" Duo snarled, pointing the knife at the man's throat almost gleefully.
"P- please..." The man begged, but Duo ignored it.
"A man who must beg for his life," The Private shook his head fearfully. "Doesn't always deserve to live one!" He assailed the man, who whipped out his gun; his hand shaking; and pulled the trigger. The first bullet missed, the second shot hit Duo in the arm. Duo disregarded the wound, it made no difference anymore. All he knew was that he wanted this man dead. The Private squealed in fear, and as Duo reached him, the man tumbled over towards the edge of the building, to the edge overlooking a ten story drop. The man paused fearfully, but took a deep breath and plunged over the side. The pilot scoffed silently and picked Hilde up. 'Coward.' The wound on her shoulder had bleed profusely, it was stuck to her shirt. He carried Hilde as carefully as he could, and when he reached the body of the Corporal, he kicked it hard.
"S- stop..." The man pleaded. Duo turned his back on the broken man, and made his way for the door on the high-rise.
When Duo reached his apartment, he felt the loss of blood begin to affect his senses, let alone his strength and will. The colours in front of him seemed to stretch and convulse, and the lights pulsed violently overhead. He set Hilde down on his couch, carefully lifting up her sleeve to tend to the wound. He didn't know why he was doing this- he wasn't even sure she was still alive. Hilde had lost a lost of blood, her blue shirt was stained almost completely red on that one side. Carefully, Duo pushed the bullet out. It was stainless steel, covered at the tip with a coating of pure gold. 'A nasty way to go,' Duo thought. He dropped the bullet into a glass, and cleaned the wound off attentively with water. The blood flow stopped eventually. Duo looked down at his priest's shirt somewhat hesitantly, and ripped off a strip of the fabric. He stretched it taught over Hilde's shoulder, and bandaged it. Duo smiled painfully.
"I give you the last half of my soul, Hilde."
Everything went black.
First: * Here's a real cliff-hanger! Sorry, folks! Last chapter for this week. =P Bare with me. *
Second: * I don't own Gundam Wing. Get it? *
Third: * The Ded's!! This goes out to: Nini, veronica, Blossy, miyu, shi-shi, Airurando, Seiji Takayama, Little-shinigami, Shining Emerald, Symee-Sama, Lorimlowe2, selene947, and Seak5!! Yay! *
Fourth: * Okay, here's a poll, and you HAVE TO ANSWER!! Please? Okay- Happy ending, or a sad one? ...Maybe I'll do both, you know, alternate universe fictions? Tell me what you think! *
Fifth: * Randomness... Brought to you by: Valentine's Day Fudge- It's not just for breakfast anymore! AND Reality TV: We take unrealistic TV actors, put them into surreal situations- and create an unreal TV series!! *
Fuu: "So here's the blurb, at the beginning for a change of pace." ^_^
Umi: =P "That's just so this chapter will be more dramatic, isn't it?"
Fuu: "Shhh..."
Umi: * She pulls out a roll of extra-strength duct tape. *
Fuu: "OKAY! I'll be good, I promise!"
Umi: * She nods approvingly. *
Fuu: "Let the games-Um, pain, angst, and other fun stuff begin."
Umi: * She leans back in her chair comfortably. *
Fuu: "Oh, and I actually took the time to read over this chapter this time- ^_~ So there aren't any typos!! Yay!" ^_^
*****
Duo clenched his fists. The Corporal merely grinned.
"Let me tell you how this is going to work," He began. "You co-operate, no one gets hurt." Duo's lip curled into a sneer.
"Except me, of course. No way." Duo quickly pulled out his knife and charged for the Corporal. He merely grinned, moving his hand slightly so Duo could see the glint that was the light reflecting of the barrel of the gun. The Private tackled Duo, and just that moment Duo heard the click of the gun trigger. "HILDE!"
Hilde choked, her shoulder suddenly erupted with pain- the bullet had embedded itself in her flesh, and the blood was quickly beginning to soak into her shirt. Hilde's eyes widened, and she dazedly looked over to a man with a long, brown braid. 'Who was that again?' She couldn't remember. Suddenly she had a falling feeling- and everything around her faded.
'Do you see where you are now?' Hilde squirmed at the sound of that voice.
"Go away!" She shouted. "Get away from me!"
'Why can't you realize that he doesn't even care...?'
"Stop it!"
'Are you listening, Hilde? Are you there?'
"Get the hell out of my head!" She screamed.
'You're losing it, Hilde.' A crucifix flashed in front of her, around the neck of a boy.
"Who is that? Where am I? Who am I?" A series of low laughs erupted from the empty, dark canyon below her. 'Hilde? Is that my name...?'
'You're losing it.'
"NO! DAMN IT!" Duo charged at the man, trying to take him by surprise. The man was fast, 'Maybe too fast,' he concluded silently, as both the Corporal and Private took out their guns. The Corporal told the Private to stop- tend to the girl, but Duo barely heard. As he reached the man, his knife hand was caught in the man's left. Duo took this opportunity to jab his knee into the man's stomach, causing him to double over in pain. Duo brought his elbow down into the Corporal's back, and the man fell to the ground. Duo turned his sights on the Private, a mass of quivering fear.
"D- don't c- come any f- further.." The stuttering Private began. Duo didn't know if he was stuttering because he was scared, or whether it was a speech impediment.
"What's stopping me, you've already killed her!" Duo snarled, pointing the knife at the man's throat almost gleefully.
"P- please..." The man begged, but Duo ignored it.
"A man who must beg for his life," The Private shook his head fearfully. "Doesn't always deserve to live one!" He assailed the man, who whipped out his gun; his hand shaking; and pulled the trigger. The first bullet missed, the second shot hit Duo in the arm. Duo disregarded the wound, it made no difference anymore. All he knew was that he wanted this man dead. The Private squealed in fear, and as Duo reached him, the man tumbled over towards the edge of the building, to the edge overlooking a ten story drop. The man paused fearfully, but took a deep breath and plunged over the side. The pilot scoffed silently and picked Hilde up. 'Coward.' The wound on her shoulder had bleed profusely, it was stuck to her shirt. He carried Hilde as carefully as he could, and when he reached the body of the Corporal, he kicked it hard.
"S- stop..." The man pleaded. Duo turned his back on the broken man, and made his way for the door on the high-rise.
When Duo reached his apartment, he felt the loss of blood begin to affect his senses, let alone his strength and will. The colours in front of him seemed to stretch and convulse, and the lights pulsed violently overhead. He set Hilde down on his couch, carefully lifting up her sleeve to tend to the wound. He didn't know why he was doing this- he wasn't even sure she was still alive. Hilde had lost a lost of blood, her blue shirt was stained almost completely red on that one side. Carefully, Duo pushed the bullet out. It was stainless steel, covered at the tip with a coating of pure gold. 'A nasty way to go,' Duo thought. He dropped the bullet into a glass, and cleaned the wound off attentively with water. The blood flow stopped eventually. Duo looked down at his priest's shirt somewhat hesitantly, and ripped off a strip of the fabric. He stretched it taught over Hilde's shoulder, and bandaged it. Duo smiled painfully.
"I give you the last half of my soul, Hilde."
Everything went black.