Walking In Deaths Footsteps

by Bubbles1

To get revenge on the man who killed his Fiance, Duo must seek out the only two men who know the whereabouts of the Assasin, but his discovery will thrust him into a world of hate and crime, death and destruction. Alternate Universe Fic. R&R

1. Chapters 1 to 3

Walking In Deaths Footsteps

Chpt. 1

Trowa was bending down when the sound reached his ears. He stopped digging through the ashes of his past life to listen better. A thin wail was coming from up the street. Capt. Trowa Barton pulled his Navy Seaman's jacket tighter around his thin frame and moved toward the crying. Snow swirled around him in gusts as he was swallowed up by the fading light. A single shot rang out into the silence of the deepening light.

            The wail of a child abruptly stopped. The snow covered the ruined blocks of apartment buildings like a blanket of white innocence, but in places it had been spoiled by the trademark of death.

            Chpt. 2

            Two Weeks Later

            Exert from the Virginia Reader              Wed. Oct 5 1983

                        …another group of buildings was utterly destroyed

                        last Monday. The three wharehouses belonging to

                        the National Firearms Committee were found burned

                        to the ground. Due to lack of evidence, police are not

                        sure at this time if anything has been stolen. If any Witnesses

                        could step forward they can contact Police at…

            Exert from the Washington Post                        Sun. Oct 9 1983

                        …Donald Krand was pronounced dead early this

                        morning following the destruction of his house and

                        the murder of his immediate family member. Krand died

                        from a point blank gunshot wound to the head. Police have no

                        suspects and are asking the public to step forward…

            Chpt. 3

            "Oh Fuck!" Duo shouted as he rapidly fanned the growing coffee stain on his boxers.

            "Bad thing to burn! Bad thing to burn!"

            He hopped around a bit until his foot encountered first the puddle of coffee, then the cat.

            "Shit!"

            Hilde pushed her head out from under the bed covers. She heard the cat yowl and glass break, followed by some colourful language from her boyfriend and some more yowling and breaking.

            She groaned and threw the covers back over her head. But the sound of another crash warned her that if she didn't get up and calm Duo down, there would be nothing left in one piece.

            With the help of his beloved girlfriend, Duo got on his suit, had his breakfast and was running out the door of their apartment fifteen minutes later. He ran out to the car and was so busy checking to see that the diamond engagement ring that he had bought to give his girlfriend that very night was still in the glove compartment, that he didn't see the stranger walking slowly towards the complex buildings. Even when he drove off, he still hadn't seen the tall stranger in the navy blue seaman's jacket that was carrying over 50 pounds of explosives in his back pack.