Lets just say I'm borrowing the charecters without written consent. I don't own Gundam Wing and I make squat. Which is why I have resorted to kidnapping all 5. Don't worry, I'll have them back in one piece....more or less. So don't sue, you can't get blood from a stone.



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It was just the pure shock of it all that got him the most. Duo had killed a lot of people, but never had he seen so much blood. Everyone was in mobile suits or ships. When you were in a mobile suit you didn't see the person die, you didn't have to look in their eyes. There was never any blood. Duo had seen blood, he had seen a lot of blood. He had seen Evan cut in half by a scythe, the weapon he had used with such ease in a gundam. Duo had no idea just how much damage it could do until that moment.

"I Didn't think you'd be so upset Pilot. You've killed people before."

Duo looked up at Kent from his bed, staring at the man, angry and still upset from the night's events. "It's not the same!"

"Yes, it never is. He died well."

"How can you say that? He was cut nearly in half!"

"Are you sure you're a gundam pilot?"

Their conversation was cut short when Duo caught the door opening, the only exit door in this damned facility. First two guards entered, they stood on either side of the door as it opened up. The next person to enter was the one man who made Duo's blood boil. The infamous Shinji himself had come down to observe his so-called Gladiators. Duo immediatly stood up, getting as close as possible to the bars, making fists as Shinji stepped into the room, followed by two more guards who were obviously there to prevent any unexpected mishaps. Kent nodded to Duo and stood up himelf. "See you later pilot."

He then nodded to Shinji and passed through the door into freedom. Duo knew the man wasn't here for idle chit chat. The bastard was actually smiling as he approached Duo, he was actually pleased. The very idea sickened Duo when the man stopped in front of Duo's cell, his two guards lingering not far behind.

Duo scowled. "What do you want?"

Shinji smiled, seeming pleased with the boy's reaction. "Actually I just came to congradualate you on your match. You fought well for a first timer."

"You pile of shit! You made me kill!"

"No Duo, I didn't make you kill. You did that on your own."

"You turned me into a murderer!"

"You've murdered countless times before."

"Idiot, that was a war!"

Shinji smiled. "Duo, let me tell you something about war and murder. It's all the same. The only difference in war is the leaders approve it. The only seperation between the two is an insignificant document, a piece of paper."

"You're insane."

"We've discussed this before Duo. People want to see fights, they want to see life or death battles and they are willing to pay for them. I merely provide a service."

"It's sick, you're killing people."

"I never harmed anyone. It is you, the fighters, who are out in the arena killing."

Duo lost it, he forgot about the voltage on the bars and just lunged for Shinji. Shinji smiled, still standing a reasonable distance from the cell and preventing Duo from touching him by mere inches. The guards moved up, hitting Duo's hands with their batons, forcing him back into his cell.

Shinji smiled. "You will be rewarded for winning the match Duo. I'll have sent down for you fresh atire and a comb for that lovely braid of yours."

He nodded to Duo and then to the guards, casually walking through the exit. Once Shinji reached his office, he settled down into his large black leather chair, a luxery he had awarded himself after attendance in the fights had gone on the rise. After he had allowed himself to relax he pressed a button on his phone, switching to speaker. A familier voice came on the line.

"Kalua here"

"Kalua, I'd just like to express my appreciation for retrieving the boy. He has more fury then I expected, you didn't disapoint."

"Thank you sir."

"Now there remains the matter of bringing it."

"Might I suggest the madman sir?"

"Intresting, might kill him though. We'll have to take precautions. Either way it will make a good fight."

"Yes sir."

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Hilde stared into her coffee, not wanting to break away and face the reality of the situation. Her face was in a stunned silence and her cheeks were red from cring.Her eyes sagged as if she hadn't slept in days. It was for this reason she was in the company of Sally Po and Relena. Sally had been the one to tell Hilde, Wufei had suggested he take on the burden but Sally had insisted. Hilde had known something was wrong the minute she answered the door and saw Sally. She just stood at the door wating for the worst. When the news finally came from Sally's lips Hilde just broke down and colapsedin the doorway, bursting into tears. This was never supposed to happen. Duo couldn't have died, she had just spoken tohim. It was the reason of Hilde's distress that she hadcompany now and was still staying in Sally's apartment.

"I still think he's going to come back Sally, like he's just going to walk through the door and make a crack about everyone being so quiet."

"I'm sorry Hilde."

"He was so eager to visit." She smiled. "He was a terrible packer. I can't believe the last thing I said to him was..."

Relena put her hand on the girl's shoulder. "You need to get some sleep."

The three girls were disturbed by a knock on the door. Relena stood up and answered it, where Quatre stood in the hall. "Quatre?"

"Hilde, I'm sorry."

"Everyone has been telling me that all day, for the past four days. You were all friends with him. You were probably closer then I was."

"None of us should grieve alone."


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Duo stared at the bowl in in disgust. The gruel reminded him of the crap he used to see Heero eat, no taste. If he had lots of sugar there would be no problem. Lots and lots of sugar.

"You gonna eat that?"

Duo looked up, searching for the owner of the voice. "It can be eaten?"

"That's nothing. Wait til they serve pizza."

"What?"

"Trust me, you do not want to know."

Duo looked down at his bowl, then back up. "I don't suppose you got any sugar."

"Give me that brush and we'll call it an even trade."

"Where are you?"

"Right across from you."

Duo looked up, surprised he hadn't noticed the man before. He shrugged and slid the brush through the bars and across the hall. The man grinned, bringing the item in with a stick and then sliding a bowl o sugar across, managing to get it all the way into Duo's cell. "Don't use it all at once. You're gonna need it."

The braided boy nodded, dumping a handful into the gruel and taking a bite. It taseted slightly better. "Man this is like prison."

"It's better then prison, at least in some ways. I saw what you did tonight."

"What? Kill a man?"

"No, you went after Shinji. No one's ever done that before."

"Lot of good it did."

"You got inches closer then anyone else I've seen. David Lewis."

Duo nodded. "Duo Maxwell."

David smiled. "I know, the gundam pilot."

"Does everone know that?"

"Everone in this facility."

"Great, I'm a celebrity."

"Actually you're a novelty."

He sat back. "It was a lot easier when people just wanted to kill me."

"Got news, people still want to kill you."

"Wonderful."

"Well if it makes you feel any better, Death Match Friday is only once a month. They wouldn't want to lose all their fighters."

Duo groaned, falling back on his bed. He rolled over on his side and faced the wall. "I'm going to bed. Call me when the door explodes and someone comes to rescue me."