wheee! another chapter. Actually I'm surprised because this fic turned out a lot longer then I expected it to be.

Disclaimer: What do you think? I don't own Gundam Wing

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Heero Yuy was used to routine. He lived off it, which was why the sudden change of environment hadn't bothered him. When he had been told of Une's plan he hadn't protested that he volunteer for the trap. According to the preventer head, he was the one of all four pilots who best fit the part of a criminal. The records had been altered and Heero had been sent to prison with little fanfair as Odin Longfellow, former militent with a wide range of combat experience who had been sent to prison over a violent murder.

Due to his size many of the other inmates had seen the boy as fresh meat. Their idea of him changed in the shower room, after he had nearly killed three of them when they had tried to overpower him. Now most people just avoided the man known as Odin, including the guards. It had been well over a month of dangling him like bait. No one had tried anything yet.

Heero nodded to the guard known as Kevin Mcclain, also known as Trowa Barton. The other boy barely even looked at him. That was how it should be. They were all in position, everyone had their part to play. Still, everyone was growing impatient. No one had taken action and it was suspected such an enticing bait might have raised suspicion, that Odin Longfellow's own natural abilities could have scared off the very people they were trying to catch.

All doubts vanished when Trowa turned the corner to make his other rounds. Only moments later Heero caught sight of another guard making his way down to his cell, this one he had never seen before. Heero Yuy was un-characteristically surprised when the same guard pulled a gun on him and fired. Heero didn't know anymore after that, he blacked out.

Xander Devon smirked slightly as the prisoner went down. The tranquelizers were powerful enough to take down a rhino, admitadly it was a little strong for one human, but from what he had read about this inmate, he could handle it. The man reached into his coat and retrieved a set of pilfered keys, unlocking the door. He then set to work at binding the boy's wrists. Xander knew he was in trouple when he heard the click of a gun near his head. For a moment he thought it was the other guard, returning from his rounds. Quickly he began to devise an alibi.

"The guy just collapsed, think he needs a doctor."

"Would you like to re-think that pathetic excuse?"

Xander began to look up, certain now that the voice was not of the guard he had taken the time to learn about. He stared dead straight into the dark chinese eyes of the man who held the gun to his head. His first thought was how this young man could have gotten here so quickly without him noticing. His second thought was more vocal. "Shit."

"Get up, start moving."

Xander nodded and did as he was told. As he stood he noticed that the guard had in fact returned and was standing near the cell door in wait. The boy glanced at the inmate briefly before looking to the chinese man. "What do you want to do with him?"

"He'll wake up."


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Xander Devon sat nervously in the empty room. As far as he could tell the only funishings was the chair he was sitting on and nothing else. Everything from his abduction and on had been very discreet, whoever his kidnapers were, they could easily be described as ghosts. The door opened and Xander was once again introduced to the guard and his chinese abductor. Two others entered the room, one he recognized as Lady Une, head of the preventers. The other was the inmate that had become the root of his current problem. "What is this?"

Une was the first to speak. "Mr. Devon. Allow me to introduce you to Chang Wufei, Heero Yuy, and Trowa Barton."

"So what? That ain't got no meaning to me."

"Take solace that you are offered this courtosy Mr. Devon. It is very unlikly it will be offered to you again for a very long time considering the charges against you."

"What charges."

Trowa nodded to Une and then spoke to Xander. "Kidnapping, breaking an entering, assault and the murder of Duo Maxwell."

"What? I didn't kill anyone! There's no evidence against me to prove it!"

Trowa glanced at Heero before turning back to Xander. "There is now."

"This insane. I have no right to be treated this way. I want to talk to a lawyor."

Trowa looked at Une and nodded. The woman got the hint, quitly stepping out of the room and shutting the door behind her. This only un-nerved the already nervous Xander Devon. "You don't scare me. You lay one hand on me and you'll all be facing you're own charges."

Wufei looked at Xander. "Then why is there fear in your eyes? Do you really think we would waste our concerns on minor laws?"

Trowa spoke. "We're looking for a friend of ours. Duo Maxwell."

Xander grinned. "So that's what this is about. You're all pilots. His friends are ya? Let me go and I'll tell you where he is."

"Not good enough, we need more."

"Can't help ya. That's my offer take it or leave it."

Trowa nodded. "Fair enough, however I should tell you that Heero had been very eager that you would choose not to cooporate. You have the option to speak with us, or to speak with him."

Xander looked over at Heero. The boy was standing off to the side a bit, he hadn't said a word for the entire interrogation. Xander had wondered if the boy was mute. His eyes were the most intimidating, that look just sent chills down your spine. Xander shook it off and convinced himself to be stronger, they had nothing on him. "My offer is as it stands."

Trowa nodded. "Very well."

He nodded to Wufei and they left the room together. Wufei glanced at his fellow pilot as he closed the door behind him. "How long before Yuy makes him crack?"

Trowa didn't even get a word in before their prisoner screamed through the walls. "Alright!"

Trowa looked at Wufei briefly before all three re-entered the room and Xander Devon was once again in the company of four people. Heero glanced at the three briefly and if not for the look on Xander's face no one would know if the boy had done anything.

"Your friend is a gladiator. It's been going on since after the wars, attracts quite a crowd in the underworld and those who can get good fighters are payed off well. They're all very careful, even the spectators are chosen exclusively. Your Duo goes by the name Deathscythe in the arena, he's owned by Shinji, real nasty guy."

Heero nodded. "Take us there."

Xander smirked. "Right, I'm not suicidal. No one crosses Shinji and lives."

"Who would you rather cross? Shinji, or me?"

"How many did you say were coming along?"