Author: Teako Group: the Endless Waltz Project Title: "The Place Where Gods Gather." TEASER Series: "The Ghosts of the Machines - Number Two." Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. I never have and I probably never will. Notes: I was just in art class talking with a friend and I mentioned a place in Mexica called Teotihuacan. In Mexica mythology, Teotihuacan was the place where the Gods gathered before the world was created to discuss it's emergence. In what we deem as 'Reality', Teotihuacan was actually a city built and populated long before the Aztecs, who named it, had even begun to come down from the trees. It was a busy metropolis before the Egyptians discovered the secrets of mummifying and the Babylonians and Phoenicians discovered astronomy. It is the Place Where Gods Gather. Summery: Duo, on a Preventers mission in A.C. 199, has to take cover in an ancient ruin to escape his enemies. Warnings: Slight shonen ai, supernatural occurrences, probable historical mistakes (though I doubt it. If you find one, tell me.) swearing.

There was a scattering of sunlight that ran through the imposing jungle in streams of brightness. Birds called to one another as the flittered about the trees. In the distance I could hear the roar of all terrain vehicles coming towards me.

I'd been found out.

On a mission in Central America, I had been discovered by the rebel organization I was supposed to be watching. Heh. One mistake in two years. I'd been due at least one slip up, ne?

I dashed through the hot jungle, dodging gunfire and trees. The group, the Jaguar Knights, were almost right behind me.

They'd been attempting to recreate some of the MS from the Eve Wars, and I'd been sent by St. Anne to find them without my partner Heero. I'm the stealth operative so I was only necessary.

Right now, however, I could have used some of the Perfect Soldier style shit that would have gotten me outa this mess.

WuFei's gonna have a bird. Not just a normal bird. A fucking emu. I wasn't supposed to get caught. This could totally screw our mission here in Mexico. If the government finds out the Preventers have been nosing about in their business, St. Anne could get in a whole lotta trouble.

Yelling in pain as a bullet bit into my shoulder, I stumbled onto the ground. I swore and rose before the trucks could appear. I disappeared into the dense brush before me and lay low, blood dripping down my back. I clenched my teeth as the men went by, they called to eachother for a bit before turning left and driving that way.

Right now I needed help. I knew there was a city to the east of me that the native spoke of. After making sure the baddies were gone, I began my trek towards what the Mexicans called Teotihuacan.
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