I don't own Duo, Don't own Sally, Wufei, Heero. Hilde, Quatre, Trowa...basicallyI don't own any of the charecters in Gundam Wing.
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Duo stared at his opponent with hard calculating eyes. The guy was a novice to this hell, just like him. It was just wonderful how after 3 weeks when he was able to re-enter combat, his first match was to the death. He didn't want to kill, but something told him by the look in the other man's eyes that he didn't mind so much as Duo. He held his deathcythe, ready to attack. Deathscythe, he had taken to calling the blade that, maybe it helped to associate himself with his former gundam. He really just wanted to believe that this was just another bad guy he was fighting, an Oz soldier. Unfortunatly he knew that this guy was in the same boat just as he was, fighting for the amusement of a few thousand people and one sick man. If it had only been him Duo probably would have chosen to lose this match. Hell, he would have escaped from the hospital room if he had the chance. But this wasn't just about him anymore, this was also about David, and he had to keep David alive. He would fight for his friend.
The man pointed his spear down towards Duo and charged. Duo's eyes widened in preperation and he moved aside as the spear past barely by him, shredding the fabric of his shirt. Duo spun around and swung the blade on his opponent. The man's head rolled across the sand, while the body lay where it fell. The battle over Duo glanced at the shredded area of fabric the spear had caused, blood trickling down from the cut on his arm. He didn't look at the body, forcing himself not to think about it. The entire image would have been nausiating if he didn't block it out. Briefly he glanced up into the stands, focusing on two people in the distance. One he knew as the bastard who had put him here. The other was the bitch who had taken him to the bastard who put him here 1 month before.
Shinji smiled as he watched the braided boy fight. Two years and this one was by far his best investment, other then that psycho of course. The insane ones were allways the best. The gundam pilots were said to be insane. People wanted to see raw primal human instinct, insanity was part of that, it was one of the most lucrative parts.
"I see you're pleased with your purchase."
Shinji smiled, glancing briefly at the Hawaian woman next to him. "Indeed, we certainly brought out that rage in him didn't we? Tell me Kalua, when he's out there fighting, who do you think he sees?"
"You sir."
"It's invigurating, an instant high when you know someone wants to kill you. No matter how bad they want it, they just can't reach you. But in a way, you want them to try it, you have to see how close they get."
"Would you like more?"
"No, we can't risk that much attention. Although I'm a bit concerned about the amatuers. If one pilot brings this much attention people will begin to get ideas."
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"You don't hide it as well as you think Wufei."
Wufei looked up, glaring at Sally. "There is nothing wrong with me woman! Duo was a fool, it was a matter of time. So stop concerning yourself."
"For crying out loud, you still have his suitcase! You havn't even touched his clothes."
Sally indicated the clothing still lying around from Duo's exploding suitcase. It was true, the usually immacualte Wufei had failed to clean up a single article of Duo's clothing. It was like a new decoration that all the preventers had come to know after awile. Sally continued. "You havn't said a word to Hilde. I think she would like to speak with the one person who saw him last. Damnit Wufei you saw him die! I know! That doesn't mean you have to go on pretending it doesn't bother you!"
"Silence!!"
Wufei exploded from his chair. His hands slammed down on his desk in fury at the one woman who had the gall to talk to him that way. His anger fumed and his face was shade of bright red. He had had enough. "I will not have you telling me what I feel or don't feel. You want to speak to Hilde so badly, do it yourself! I'm going to lunch."
With that he crossed over the room and pushed past Sally, who had no desire to chase after him at the moment. Wufei continued on, everyone seemed to get out of his way, as if he were giving off an unseen vibe. Everyone knew Wufei's volitle temper, many had become experts on telling when he was in the mood. Now was one of those times.
So Wufei was able to exit the builing with no trouble at all. He just started walking, keeping to himself and getting as far as possible from the woman who thought she was trying to help. Well maybe he was a bit upset over Duo. It frusterated him to think the deceased pilot had actually gotten to him. Duo could do that to you. If he wern't already dead he would kill him. It wasn't until later that Wufei found himself in the one place he didn't want to be. The building was still charred and burned and it appeared no one had really bothered to clean it up. It was after all just a grave. This was where Duo had died, a body so badly marred from the explosion they couldn't identify him with dental records, there was barely even a body to bury. But they knew it had to be Duo, because it was Wufei who saw the braided boy go in and it was Wufei who didn't see him go out.
The former Shenlong pilot began walking towards the site. It was as if he was a man possessed, determined to find something wrong that the investigators had missed. When he entered the tomb, he did find something wrong. Beneath dark hair a man faced him holding a gun, Wufei had thought he was alone.
"What are you doing here Heero?"
Recognizing Wufei Heero lowered his gun, turning on his flashlight as he continued to sift through the remains. He ignored the other boy and didn't say a single word. This only angered Wufei. "I asked you a question!"
"You tell me."
"The investigators were all over this place. They didn't find anything. Duo is dead!"
Heero looked at Wufei. "If you believe that, then why are you here?"
Wufei scowled. "What do you even expect to find?"
He didn't say a word for a very long time, still searching, examining the walls, the tombs, everything. "Hilde told me that you invited Duo to Earth."
"What? That's a lie! I have enough to do without that fool underfoot. Sally invited him."
Heero glanced at the other boy. "Have you asked her?"
"What are you getting at?"
"Duo gets an invitation from you to come to Earth. None of us gets anything like that. You insist you never sent an invitation." He held out the invitation in question and tossed it to Wufei to examine. "One letter that no one claims responsibility to."
"Not even my handwriting. Injustice."
"Someone used you to set Duo up."
Wufei crushed the paper in his hands. "Why go through the trouble. Getting him to earth just to kill him?"
"Duo comes to Earth on your invitation. Minutes after he arrives you get a call on a lead less then a mile away. All three of you see a criminal shoot a man, a criminal that just stands out, two of you give chase."
"You've been hacking into the preventer files."
Heero ignored the acusation. "You split up, you see Duo enter a tomb, yet you don't see him come out. You are the single witness to his death. They find one body in the middle of the tomb they can only assume is Duo because you never saw him escape. So badly burned they can't be sure with Dental records. Not that it would matter because Duo had never been to a dentist in his life and neither of our DNA records are on file. They only found one body, we both know Duo would try to take someone with him. It's too perfect."
Wufei was hit with a sudden realization. Heero was right, the entire thing was perfect, it was way too perfect. "What are you saying."
"Can you say beyond a doubt that Duo died in that explosion?"
Wufei stared at Heero, they're eyes boring into eachother and for a long time they just stood there. Wufei finally spoke. "What do you want to do?"
"We're going to dig up a grave."
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Duo tore a strip from one of his old shirts and tied it over his wound. It wasn't too bad, considering his previous matches, but he really wasn't in the mood to take any chances. He tore off a smaller strip and began to braid his hair. Since his wrist had been broken he hadn't been able to redo the braid, the hair had gotten in the way more then he had been used to in a long time and he still felt anger at that psycho for cutting off a section, even a small section. His braid was the only thing he could truly call his own, shure it would grow back, but it just didn't feel right. After he finished braiding he took his strip of fabric and tied it tightly to the end, making sure it would hold. Above all else he wanted to keep from thinking about the man he had just killed. Killing one to save another, this wasn't right at all.
"Duo."
Duo looked up across his cell at David. He felt a pang of guilt at seeing a bandaged nubb where his hand once was. If it hadn't been for duo David would still have both hands and Shinji wouldn't be able to use him. Duo put up a smile, a nice little show for his friend. "Hey David. Well you must be enjoying yourself, just kickin back."
David frowned. "Duo you're hurt."
"Nah, it's nothing, just a little scratch."
"There's no such thing. Duo you can't worry about me."
"What are you talking about."
"I know they're using me against you Duo, they're making you fight. You can't let them do that."
Due layed back on his cot. "Hey don't worry about it. We'll be out of here, my luck hasn't run out yet."
"Don't kid yourself Duo. You know as well as I no one's coming. Listen Duo, I don't want you to kill for me anymore. Find an opening and get out of here."
Duo sat up and looked at his friend. "You'll die."
David smiled. "No one lives forever."
"That's not going to happen, we're getting out of here together, I don't wanna have another suicidal friend on my hands."
"Promise you won't kill for me anymore. Promise it."
Duo stared at David, considering they idea, looking at David's pleading eyes. He sighed. "I don't know if I can promise something like that David."
David nodded sadly. "Then we may no longer be friends."
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Duo stared at his opponent with hard calculating eyes. The guy was a novice to this hell, just like him. It was just wonderful how after 3 weeks when he was able to re-enter combat, his first match was to the death. He didn't want to kill, but something told him by the look in the other man's eyes that he didn't mind so much as Duo. He held his deathcythe, ready to attack. Deathscythe, he had taken to calling the blade that, maybe it helped to associate himself with his former gundam. He really just wanted to believe that this was just another bad guy he was fighting, an Oz soldier. Unfortunatly he knew that this guy was in the same boat just as he was, fighting for the amusement of a few thousand people and one sick man. If it had only been him Duo probably would have chosen to lose this match. Hell, he would have escaped from the hospital room if he had the chance. But this wasn't just about him anymore, this was also about David, and he had to keep David alive. He would fight for his friend.
The man pointed his spear down towards Duo and charged. Duo's eyes widened in preperation and he moved aside as the spear past barely by him, shredding the fabric of his shirt. Duo spun around and swung the blade on his opponent. The man's head rolled across the sand, while the body lay where it fell. The battle over Duo glanced at the shredded area of fabric the spear had caused, blood trickling down from the cut on his arm. He didn't look at the body, forcing himself not to think about it. The entire image would have been nausiating if he didn't block it out. Briefly he glanced up into the stands, focusing on two people in the distance. One he knew as the bastard who had put him here. The other was the bitch who had taken him to the bastard who put him here 1 month before.
Shinji smiled as he watched the braided boy fight. Two years and this one was by far his best investment, other then that psycho of course. The insane ones were allways the best. The gundam pilots were said to be insane. People wanted to see raw primal human instinct, insanity was part of that, it was one of the most lucrative parts.
"I see you're pleased with your purchase."
Shinji smiled, glancing briefly at the Hawaian woman next to him. "Indeed, we certainly brought out that rage in him didn't we? Tell me Kalua, when he's out there fighting, who do you think he sees?"
"You sir."
"It's invigurating, an instant high when you know someone wants to kill you. No matter how bad they want it, they just can't reach you. But in a way, you want them to try it, you have to see how close they get."
"Would you like more?"
"No, we can't risk that much attention. Although I'm a bit concerned about the amatuers. If one pilot brings this much attention people will begin to get ideas."
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"You don't hide it as well as you think Wufei."
Wufei looked up, glaring at Sally. "There is nothing wrong with me woman! Duo was a fool, it was a matter of time. So stop concerning yourself."
"For crying out loud, you still have his suitcase! You havn't even touched his clothes."
Sally indicated the clothing still lying around from Duo's exploding suitcase. It was true, the usually immacualte Wufei had failed to clean up a single article of Duo's clothing. It was like a new decoration that all the preventers had come to know after awile. Sally continued. "You havn't said a word to Hilde. I think she would like to speak with the one person who saw him last. Damnit Wufei you saw him die! I know! That doesn't mean you have to go on pretending it doesn't bother you!"
"Silence!!"
Wufei exploded from his chair. His hands slammed down on his desk in fury at the one woman who had the gall to talk to him that way. His anger fumed and his face was shade of bright red. He had had enough. "I will not have you telling me what I feel or don't feel. You want to speak to Hilde so badly, do it yourself! I'm going to lunch."
With that he crossed over the room and pushed past Sally, who had no desire to chase after him at the moment. Wufei continued on, everyone seemed to get out of his way, as if he were giving off an unseen vibe. Everyone knew Wufei's volitle temper, many had become experts on telling when he was in the mood. Now was one of those times.
So Wufei was able to exit the builing with no trouble at all. He just started walking, keeping to himself and getting as far as possible from the woman who thought she was trying to help. Well maybe he was a bit upset over Duo. It frusterated him to think the deceased pilot had actually gotten to him. Duo could do that to you. If he wern't already dead he would kill him. It wasn't until later that Wufei found himself in the one place he didn't want to be. The building was still charred and burned and it appeared no one had really bothered to clean it up. It was after all just a grave. This was where Duo had died, a body so badly marred from the explosion they couldn't identify him with dental records, there was barely even a body to bury. But they knew it had to be Duo, because it was Wufei who saw the braided boy go in and it was Wufei who didn't see him go out.
The former Shenlong pilot began walking towards the site. It was as if he was a man possessed, determined to find something wrong that the investigators had missed. When he entered the tomb, he did find something wrong. Beneath dark hair a man faced him holding a gun, Wufei had thought he was alone.
"What are you doing here Heero?"
Recognizing Wufei Heero lowered his gun, turning on his flashlight as he continued to sift through the remains. He ignored the other boy and didn't say a single word. This only angered Wufei. "I asked you a question!"
"You tell me."
"The investigators were all over this place. They didn't find anything. Duo is dead!"
Heero looked at Wufei. "If you believe that, then why are you here?"
Wufei scowled. "What do you even expect to find?"
He didn't say a word for a very long time, still searching, examining the walls, the tombs, everything. "Hilde told me that you invited Duo to Earth."
"What? That's a lie! I have enough to do without that fool underfoot. Sally invited him."
Heero glanced at the other boy. "Have you asked her?"
"What are you getting at?"
"Duo gets an invitation from you to come to Earth. None of us gets anything like that. You insist you never sent an invitation." He held out the invitation in question and tossed it to Wufei to examine. "One letter that no one claims responsibility to."
"Not even my handwriting. Injustice."
"Someone used you to set Duo up."
Wufei crushed the paper in his hands. "Why go through the trouble. Getting him to earth just to kill him?"
"Duo comes to Earth on your invitation. Minutes after he arrives you get a call on a lead less then a mile away. All three of you see a criminal shoot a man, a criminal that just stands out, two of you give chase."
"You've been hacking into the preventer files."
Heero ignored the acusation. "You split up, you see Duo enter a tomb, yet you don't see him come out. You are the single witness to his death. They find one body in the middle of the tomb they can only assume is Duo because you never saw him escape. So badly burned they can't be sure with Dental records. Not that it would matter because Duo had never been to a dentist in his life and neither of our DNA records are on file. They only found one body, we both know Duo would try to take someone with him. It's too perfect."
Wufei was hit with a sudden realization. Heero was right, the entire thing was perfect, it was way too perfect. "What are you saying."
"Can you say beyond a doubt that Duo died in that explosion?"
Wufei stared at Heero, they're eyes boring into eachother and for a long time they just stood there. Wufei finally spoke. "What do you want to do?"
"We're going to dig up a grave."
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Duo tore a strip from one of his old shirts and tied it over his wound. It wasn't too bad, considering his previous matches, but he really wasn't in the mood to take any chances. He tore off a smaller strip and began to braid his hair. Since his wrist had been broken he hadn't been able to redo the braid, the hair had gotten in the way more then he had been used to in a long time and he still felt anger at that psycho for cutting off a section, even a small section. His braid was the only thing he could truly call his own, shure it would grow back, but it just didn't feel right. After he finished braiding he took his strip of fabric and tied it tightly to the end, making sure it would hold. Above all else he wanted to keep from thinking about the man he had just killed. Killing one to save another, this wasn't right at all.
"Duo."
Duo looked up across his cell at David. He felt a pang of guilt at seeing a bandaged nubb where his hand once was. If it hadn't been for duo David would still have both hands and Shinji wouldn't be able to use him. Duo put up a smile, a nice little show for his friend. "Hey David. Well you must be enjoying yourself, just kickin back."
David frowned. "Duo you're hurt."
"Nah, it's nothing, just a little scratch."
"There's no such thing. Duo you can't worry about me."
"What are you talking about."
"I know they're using me against you Duo, they're making you fight. You can't let them do that."
Due layed back on his cot. "Hey don't worry about it. We'll be out of here, my luck hasn't run out yet."
"Don't kid yourself Duo. You know as well as I no one's coming. Listen Duo, I don't want you to kill for me anymore. Find an opening and get out of here."
Duo sat up and looked at his friend. "You'll die."
David smiled. "No one lives forever."
"That's not going to happen, we're getting out of here together, I don't wanna have another suicidal friend on my hands."
"Promise you won't kill for me anymore. Promise it."
Duo stared at David, considering they idea, looking at David's pleading eyes. He sighed. "I don't know if I can promise something like that David."
David nodded sadly. "Then we may no longer be friends."
