The Vampire Heero; Part Nineteen
By Lady AngelFiren
Disclaimer: Firen Donna own'um Gundam Wing, and she's not makin the monnies, so donna sue!
Warnings: Vampires, Shounen ai, (2+1/1+2 my first non-lemony fic O.0), violence, blood, sexual assault, deathfic (it's a good thing though, you'll see), some angst, OOC Heero, and probably OOC Duo as well.
Additional warning: I know this is a vampy fic, but there isn't a lot of the traditional vampire lore. I don't really like lore, so there isn't almost any here. I made most of the "vampire stuff" up myself to create a new kind of vampire, I hope it turned out ok, tell me what you think. In any case, the vampires aren't totally run-of-the-mill (or at least I don't think they are, but they very well may be)
Please send C&C! More of this will be up soon!!!! Enjoy!
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The Vampire Heero; Part Nineteen By Lady AngelFiren
I felt a hard jolt press through my entire body as I smacked straight into the side of the high-rise building. Something was definitely crushed, pain flared up my arms and a sense of panic gripped me. I knew I wouldn't die whether I fell or not, however I couldn't help the fact that I was scrabbling for hold on the side of a fucking building. I was sliding down, yanked merrily towards the earth below by gravity's intense influence. I heard Heero's voice yelling at me to 'climb!' but I was completely uncertain of how to do that.
Blood decorated the building's surface where I'd passed it, I was bleeding from my knees, hands, and chest, as well as my face. He growled and forced the fear from my guts with his annoying encouragement from above. I told myself that I would have to climb the building, lest Heero see me fall.
Figures that would work perfectly well. Oh sure, Duo Maxwell is death and all. and he can avoid death easily, but only if Heero has a say in the matter. Hmph.
I felt blood making my grip slippery on the bricks, but my bare toes and my fingertips managed to keep me from falling and become a vampire pancake. Lucky me. I became very aware of exactly how. vertical a 90 degree surface is as I began my climb to the roof.
Ten minutes and many strange leaping and crawling trials later Heero and I found ourselves standing on the roof of a short, four-story apartment complex, overlooking the police station. I glanced over at him, taking a moment to admire the way his pale face contrasted so perfectly with the jeweled sky behind him. He looked at me from the corner of his eye with just a hint of confusion, like he was wondering what was so interesting about his face. I offered a sheepish grin in return. His features were almost elfin in their softness - his lips were thin, granting him a cunning disposition, his eyes were always sharp and aware; I noticed this more so now than I had before he changed me. It seemed to matter more how things looked and smelled and sounded now that I was like him. I felt at times like I was a slave to my senses, wrapped in a world of ceaseless taunts and enticing creatures.
A siren on the street below tugged me from my drifting thoughts and I redoubled my focus on the task at hand. Heero and I were familiar with the police station's layout. The evidence was held under lockdown in a fairly secure room on the second floor. To check evidence in, authorities had to go through a stack of paperwork at the desk before it could be stored away. Of course we didn't plan on putting anything in there, we were going to go for an easier approach.
Heero nudged me in the shoulder, directing his gaze to a pair of patrollers who were just getting out of their vehicles, which had been parked in the lot behind the station. I nodded to him and skittered easily along the edge of the roof towards were they were chattering amiably. Heero was right behind me. I waited for him to give me the okay that the coast was clear, and I leapt down, landing between the two. They were walking into the station, likely to swipe out for the day and go home to their families, but both of them froze with uncertainty when they saw me practically appear out of nowhere.
It occurred to me then that I certainly must have looked my part as creepy crawly nighttime horror boy. My hair was still a tangled mess filled with twigs and dirt and blood. There were scrapes still healing on my hands, face, and pretty much everywhere else from a particularly nasty tumble I'd taken in following Heero through the skyscrapers. Aside from that I was wearing a pathetic excuse for a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. Now wonder they both stared at me in confused shock before starting in on their questioning routine.
"Y-yes sir. can we help you with something?" One of them asked me, a hint of fear in his voice. I felt a rush of strange desire to be perfectly evil and lead them on. Pleasure shivered up my spine at the thought of it, while disgust made my belly protest with a gurgle. I wrapped an arm around each of their waists and leapt easily back to the roof where Heero was waiting for me. I don't know if he saw the confusion that passed through me as we disarmed them and stole some of their blood, but I can be certain he was planning on ignoring it if he did see something odd in me.
I found myself seated on one of the officer's chests, peering at him, considering whether I should kill him or not. Heero cuffed me upside the head. He was already wearing the officer's uniform, weapons, and he had the access card to the station in his hand.
"Duo, snap out of it. get dressed."
I gave him a guilty look and felt myself melt completely back happy carefree Duo mode as I stripped the man down to his briefs and donned his uniform. The smell of human was all over his clothes, it was strangely foreign to me now. I could tell that this man had eaten a burger and fries for dinner, that he had a dog at home, and a wife. or at least someone female who hugged him and liked to play with his uniform. There were the scents of people that I deemed must be criminals, because they were only on the sleeves or wrists of the uniform, as if he had apprehended someone and stuffed them into his cruiser without too much struggle. Of course this information was totally pointless, and Heero was looking at me like I was a moron. He leapt to the parking lot after making sure the pair would be alright. I followed him and walked beside him into the police station.
You would think that a place such as this one would be busy, considering the size of the city we were in and the time of day. We weren't expecting it to be as crowded as it was, however. I fought the urge to slap my hands over my ears as we stepped inside. I was glad that the place seemed large enough that some unrecognizable officers would go unnoticed by the rest., because Heero and I stood out like a couple of sore thumbs, what with our paleness and our silence. I felt quite uncomfortable here, which is strange considering how many more uncomfortable sorts of places I've been in my time. Heero led me towards the elevators and he swiped us in. there was nobody else inside for the time being. Heero pushed the button for the second floor and turned to me casually as a few other officers entered. They looked at us like we weren't there and the doors slid shut.
I was forced to inhale the scent of blood very close to me as we waited for the second floor to come to us. I felt almost claustrophobic with so many people squared in beside me and pressing against me. One of the taller officers finally looked at me, cocking his head to the side.
"You're from across town? I haven't seen you here before."
"I offered a broad smile and extended a hand. "Sure, I'm from the other branch, nice establishment you guys have here, I'm Terry Fleming, pleasure to meet you." I shook the man's hand and met his eyes. He smiled back and introduced himself, but I felt his heartbeat speed up somewhat, which made me a little nervous, though I hid it easily. Was he seeing through my lie?
"You look a lot younger than most of the crew, how long have you been an officer?"
"I'm fresh out of college, actually this is my very first month on the force. Its been great working with everyone, I think I'm going to like having this job a lot, I'm glad I went to school for it."
"Yeah. a lot of the guys say that."
The bell dinged and Heero made his way to the door, squeezing through the other people in the elevator to get out of it. Some of them got off on the same floor as us, however my new friend gave me another warm smile and we went out separate ways. I caught up with Heero as we walked in the direction of the evidence room. He had that focused mission look in his eyes and I decided to let him do the talking. I swear, the guy gets a total kick out of playing these little charades, ever since I've known him, nothing will sway him from including impersonation and dressing up in his work. I think, in a different time and place, he might have been some kind of performer, maybe an actor. He'd be great at it, if his work is any reference.
We got to the desk and Captain Control leaned up against it, speaking with the woman who was seated behind the countertop. She asked for some foreign sounding paperwork, but Heero eluded her, talking his way around her until she finally crumbled and told him he could go in. Heero told me to wait for him while he got what we came for. I took a leisurely stance leaning against the wall as I watched him go into the double doors. His image disappeared from view and I set myself to waiting as patiently as one Duo Maxwell with absolutely nothing to entertain him can.
Obviously that isn't nearly as easy as it sounds. I tried leaning against the wall for awhile, giving smiles and casual nods of my head to whomsoever passed me by, but I felt out of place, and my thoughts were roaming around excitedly in my head. I snuck a peek at the woman behind the counter, the one that Heero had been talking to before he went into the evidence room. Her eyes flickered back towards mine and I smiled compulsively, heading closer to her.
Her brows furrowed slightly, her chocolate skin gleaming in my eyes from the angle of light hitting her face. She was wearing subtle perfume, something flowery and spicy, and her hair was loose, hanging about shoulder- length, twisted into tiny curly ringlets all over. I became possessed with curiosity as to what her hair might feel like under my fingers, I wondered how hair could even curl like that. I, myself, have hopelessly straight hair, the only waves I get in it are from my braid, and thanks to Heero's gift of immortality, nothing makes it curl now.
"I Haven't seen you around here before." she started. Wow, talk about your deja-vu, that was the very same thing the cop in the elevator said to me when we were coming up to the evidence floor. I swear, everything that has happened to me since me an' Heero found that book has been creepy and full of strange little coincidences that seem to have no meaning at first, but then develop meaning shortly after the fact.
"Terry Fleming, I'm from the other branch, just got out of college." I said to her with a smile. She didn't look so easily convinced as the other Officer had been, unfortunately. She frowned at me, her eyes running over my face.
"Really? Wow you look awfully young, you don't look a day past fourteen."
I ground my teeth together, giving her a mordant glower. I hated it when people told me I looked younger than I really was, it was insulting, not to mention annoying as hell. "Well I get that a lot. man how long is it taking him in there?"
"Taking who?"
"Er. my partner. He went into the evidence room like ten minutes ago and he's still not back. jeeze. some people are just slow, man I tell you what."
"Officer Fleming, anytime evidence in that room is touched it has to be recorded, he is likely filling out the paperwork, you should know that. where did you say you went to college?"
"I didn't say."
"Mmhmm. I'm going to need to see your badge and ID, you can go in after him and give him a hand if you want, maybe you'll have a better battle with the forms."
Now what was this woman up to? My badge and ID? Damn. I'd just picked a name at random, I had no idea what it said on my badge. Hell, I didn't even know where I kept my badge. I patted my left breast pocket and sighed in relief when I felt it there, over my heart. Yeah, like it would be really dramatic and special if my badge took a bullet for me now. It'd be more hurt than me. I pulled it out and flipped it open, glancing at it with brief curiosity as I showed it to her. My ID card was opposite the badge, and the picture on it looked nothing like me. I also noticed that my uniform was three or four sizes too big for me, and finally, I realized that there was a spatter of blood on my left hand, the hand I was holding up my badge and ID with. I gave her a nervous smile, knowing that I was definitely fucking this up. I only hoped that Heero had found the book by now, because I was damn sure that something bad was about to happen.
Ah, the wonders of precognition. The officer on the other side of the counter drew her gun on me and rose to her feet. She glared at me angrily.
"That isn't your picture there. That's Charlie! What did you do with him. Who are you!?"
I wasn't sure what to do at first, but I'm glad that my feet had already decided to take me barreling towards the large doors that marked 'evidence'. I smashed through them in a shower of spraying glass and twisted metal, sending sirens blaring throughout the whole building, while a calm computerized voice informed everyone in the building that there was a security breach on level three.
"Heero! We gotta boot it! I fucked up!" I shouted the moment I saw his back. He was poking through things at random, it looked like he still hadn't found what we were looking for. He turned around, his face crinkling into a scowl. He gave me his best Death Glare.
"Duo, damnit, I haven't found it yet! What the hell did you do!?"
"Eh. you don't; wanna know, just.we have to get outta here! Where is it supposed to be!?"
"That's the thing! Its not here! I found where it was supposed to be, and its not there! I can even smell that it was there not long ago. but its gone! Someone got here before us!"
"Well then what are you still doing in here! Lets go before- BAM!
BAM, BAM, BAM!
Four bullets sailed merrily at us from behind. I was mercifully unhurt, but unfortunately Heero didn't fare so well. Now, you would think that Captain Control would have it all down pat, you'd think that he'd just get up no matter how many times he was shot and be fine, I mean that's his job, after all. But I guess even Heero has a point, and three and a half bullets seems to be it. The first one struck him squarely in the hip. I heard bone shatter even as the other bullets were being fired. He made a grimace and reached for his own weapon, but he was, for once, not quick enough. Three more bullets pummeled his torso before he spat a gob of blood from his lips and crumpled into an unconscious heap.
I Am SOOOOO glad for my training, if not for everything else that's happened din my life, then just because I knew how to react the second I heard the first shot. I grabbed Heero's middle and slung him over my shoulder, barreling deeper into the room in search of a window. There were none, this fucking building must have been made of gundanium, or at least this room. Loads of officers with their guns cocked at the ready were filing expertly into the room, searching for us while I crawled and crept as inconspicuously as possible away. I got to my hands and knees, Heero's corpse on my back. His blood is what led them to me, he was leaving a red trail wherever we went. I crawled as fast as I could along one wall for the door, but a nightstick slammed me in the back long before I could reach it. I was alright from that hit, but the shower of bullets that followed was more worrisome. I felt pain flower through my body as I concentrated on two things. Holding onto Heero tightly, and smashing through the wall ahead of me. I felt things in my face break as I used my head for a battering ram, exploding gracelessly through the wall in a shower of blood and flying rubble. I emerged into an office area, littered with papers and lit by fluorescent lights. A lot of the people inside were missing, probably looking for me on the other side of the wall I'd just crashed through, but a few people who weren't actually officers remained and I felt a little sorry for them as I dragged my bleeding wreck of a corpse through the thin cubicle walls.
I searched frantically for a window as the sound of flying bullets came after me, and my vision began to gray at the edges. Damnit! Now was NOT the time to lose consciousness over some stupid gunshot wounds! I HAD to get us BOTH out of there, and fast! I thanked the messiah when I finally saw what I was looking for, a window. I ran towards it, Heero's head smacking repeatedly against my back as he was jostled up and down upon my shoulders. My legs were both bleeding, and I think I'd been shot in the ass too, fuck.
The window was covered with thick bars, like all the other windows in the building, I never even saw them, I just jumped through feet first and prayed that I could remain conscious after falling three stories to the ground in my current condition.
I was lucky. Well, I suppose I was lucky. I hit the trunk of a cruiser, my feet demolishing the vehicle, but staying relatively intact. I threw Heero off my back, glad that I had at least a few seconds to free myself, it was better than no time at all. I yanked one bleeding leg up from the wreckage, scraping huge gashes into my flesh and gritting my teeth to keep myself from screaming out in pain. I pulled the other leg out as well and grabbed Heero up, barely glancing at him as I hit the road on foot at the fastest speed I could go.
I put two blocks between myself and the police station before I ducked into an alley and ripped a manhole open. I threw Heero in and jumped in myself, hearing his ribs crack more as I landed on him. I winced and climbed up to shut the manhole cover. Once we were safely underground I returned to his side and grabbed him up against myself, tears of shock and fear flowing helplessly over my cheeks. I hugged Heero's limp and motionless form to my chest and pressed my lips to his, biting my tongue and trying to get him to take some of my blood. He didn't respond, he was out cold. I knew he would survive, of course he would survive, but now I had no idea where I was and I didn't know how to get either of us out of here. What was there to eat down here? Too bad those alligator in the sewers rumors aren't true, I would've eaten anything at this point.
And of course, I had completely forgotten about the Book of Shadows by this time, which was still very much missing. It occurred briefly to me, but I pushed thoughts of it out of my head, throwing Heero over my back again and stepping into the hip-deep sewage that was sloshing at a lazy pace through the tunnel. I picked a direction and thanked my amazing new abilities as they allowed me to use hearing and touch to navigate in a forward motion. Overhead, I could hear sirens as the police scoured the city for Heero and I. The gray crept ever more thickly over my consciousness, until finally I wrapped my arms around Heero and let the water carry us where it would.
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TBC.
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Ok everyone, can we say PROCRASTINATION!?? Heh. That's what I wrote at the end I my last chapter, and it totally applies here as well. I know its been way too long, and a lot of you have probably lost interest and moved on to something more entertaining by now, but I intend to finish this damn fic if it's on my deathbed, and that is what I'm going to do! I know what's going to happen in the rest of the fic. Well. some of it. Other parts. I'm still working on the other parts, but since all of you have been so incredibly forgiving with your patience, I have not lost my motivation. I hate leaving things unfinished and hanging, that's why I'm updating. I'd love to hear what you think, if anyone out there in fanfictionland is still reading this. ^_^ More ASAP..though of course I have no idea when that will be.
Lady AngelFiren
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Disclaimer: Firen Donna own'um Gundam Wing, and she's not makin the monnies, so donna sue!
Warnings: Vampires, Shounen ai, (2+1/1+2 my first non-lemony fic O.0), violence, blood, sexual assault, deathfic (it's a good thing though, you'll see), some angst, OOC Heero, and probably OOC Duo as well.
Additional warning: I know this is a vampy fic, but there isn't a lot of the traditional vampire lore. I don't really like lore, so there isn't almost any here. I made most of the "vampire stuff" up myself to create a new kind of vampire, I hope it turned out ok, tell me what you think. In any case, the vampires aren't totally run-of-the-mill (or at least I don't think they are, but they very well may be)
Please send C&C! More of this will be up soon!!!! Enjoy!
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The Vampire Heero; Part Nineteen By Lady AngelFiren
I felt a hard jolt press through my entire body as I smacked straight into the side of the high-rise building. Something was definitely crushed, pain flared up my arms and a sense of panic gripped me. I knew I wouldn't die whether I fell or not, however I couldn't help the fact that I was scrabbling for hold on the side of a fucking building. I was sliding down, yanked merrily towards the earth below by gravity's intense influence. I heard Heero's voice yelling at me to 'climb!' but I was completely uncertain of how to do that.
Blood decorated the building's surface where I'd passed it, I was bleeding from my knees, hands, and chest, as well as my face. He growled and forced the fear from my guts with his annoying encouragement from above. I told myself that I would have to climb the building, lest Heero see me fall.
Figures that would work perfectly well. Oh sure, Duo Maxwell is death and all. and he can avoid death easily, but only if Heero has a say in the matter. Hmph.
I felt blood making my grip slippery on the bricks, but my bare toes and my fingertips managed to keep me from falling and become a vampire pancake. Lucky me. I became very aware of exactly how. vertical a 90 degree surface is as I began my climb to the roof.
Ten minutes and many strange leaping and crawling trials later Heero and I found ourselves standing on the roof of a short, four-story apartment complex, overlooking the police station. I glanced over at him, taking a moment to admire the way his pale face contrasted so perfectly with the jeweled sky behind him. He looked at me from the corner of his eye with just a hint of confusion, like he was wondering what was so interesting about his face. I offered a sheepish grin in return. His features were almost elfin in their softness - his lips were thin, granting him a cunning disposition, his eyes were always sharp and aware; I noticed this more so now than I had before he changed me. It seemed to matter more how things looked and smelled and sounded now that I was like him. I felt at times like I was a slave to my senses, wrapped in a world of ceaseless taunts and enticing creatures.
A siren on the street below tugged me from my drifting thoughts and I redoubled my focus on the task at hand. Heero and I were familiar with the police station's layout. The evidence was held under lockdown in a fairly secure room on the second floor. To check evidence in, authorities had to go through a stack of paperwork at the desk before it could be stored away. Of course we didn't plan on putting anything in there, we were going to go for an easier approach.
Heero nudged me in the shoulder, directing his gaze to a pair of patrollers who were just getting out of their vehicles, which had been parked in the lot behind the station. I nodded to him and skittered easily along the edge of the roof towards were they were chattering amiably. Heero was right behind me. I waited for him to give me the okay that the coast was clear, and I leapt down, landing between the two. They were walking into the station, likely to swipe out for the day and go home to their families, but both of them froze with uncertainty when they saw me practically appear out of nowhere.
It occurred to me then that I certainly must have looked my part as creepy crawly nighttime horror boy. My hair was still a tangled mess filled with twigs and dirt and blood. There were scrapes still healing on my hands, face, and pretty much everywhere else from a particularly nasty tumble I'd taken in following Heero through the skyscrapers. Aside from that I was wearing a pathetic excuse for a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. Now wonder they both stared at me in confused shock before starting in on their questioning routine.
"Y-yes sir. can we help you with something?" One of them asked me, a hint of fear in his voice. I felt a rush of strange desire to be perfectly evil and lead them on. Pleasure shivered up my spine at the thought of it, while disgust made my belly protest with a gurgle. I wrapped an arm around each of their waists and leapt easily back to the roof where Heero was waiting for me. I don't know if he saw the confusion that passed through me as we disarmed them and stole some of their blood, but I can be certain he was planning on ignoring it if he did see something odd in me.
I found myself seated on one of the officer's chests, peering at him, considering whether I should kill him or not. Heero cuffed me upside the head. He was already wearing the officer's uniform, weapons, and he had the access card to the station in his hand.
"Duo, snap out of it. get dressed."
I gave him a guilty look and felt myself melt completely back happy carefree Duo mode as I stripped the man down to his briefs and donned his uniform. The smell of human was all over his clothes, it was strangely foreign to me now. I could tell that this man had eaten a burger and fries for dinner, that he had a dog at home, and a wife. or at least someone female who hugged him and liked to play with his uniform. There were the scents of people that I deemed must be criminals, because they were only on the sleeves or wrists of the uniform, as if he had apprehended someone and stuffed them into his cruiser without too much struggle. Of course this information was totally pointless, and Heero was looking at me like I was a moron. He leapt to the parking lot after making sure the pair would be alright. I followed him and walked beside him into the police station.
You would think that a place such as this one would be busy, considering the size of the city we were in and the time of day. We weren't expecting it to be as crowded as it was, however. I fought the urge to slap my hands over my ears as we stepped inside. I was glad that the place seemed large enough that some unrecognizable officers would go unnoticed by the rest., because Heero and I stood out like a couple of sore thumbs, what with our paleness and our silence. I felt quite uncomfortable here, which is strange considering how many more uncomfortable sorts of places I've been in my time. Heero led me towards the elevators and he swiped us in. there was nobody else inside for the time being. Heero pushed the button for the second floor and turned to me casually as a few other officers entered. They looked at us like we weren't there and the doors slid shut.
I was forced to inhale the scent of blood very close to me as we waited for the second floor to come to us. I felt almost claustrophobic with so many people squared in beside me and pressing against me. One of the taller officers finally looked at me, cocking his head to the side.
"You're from across town? I haven't seen you here before."
"I offered a broad smile and extended a hand. "Sure, I'm from the other branch, nice establishment you guys have here, I'm Terry Fleming, pleasure to meet you." I shook the man's hand and met his eyes. He smiled back and introduced himself, but I felt his heartbeat speed up somewhat, which made me a little nervous, though I hid it easily. Was he seeing through my lie?
"You look a lot younger than most of the crew, how long have you been an officer?"
"I'm fresh out of college, actually this is my very first month on the force. Its been great working with everyone, I think I'm going to like having this job a lot, I'm glad I went to school for it."
"Yeah. a lot of the guys say that."
The bell dinged and Heero made his way to the door, squeezing through the other people in the elevator to get out of it. Some of them got off on the same floor as us, however my new friend gave me another warm smile and we went out separate ways. I caught up with Heero as we walked in the direction of the evidence room. He had that focused mission look in his eyes and I decided to let him do the talking. I swear, the guy gets a total kick out of playing these little charades, ever since I've known him, nothing will sway him from including impersonation and dressing up in his work. I think, in a different time and place, he might have been some kind of performer, maybe an actor. He'd be great at it, if his work is any reference.
We got to the desk and Captain Control leaned up against it, speaking with the woman who was seated behind the countertop. She asked for some foreign sounding paperwork, but Heero eluded her, talking his way around her until she finally crumbled and told him he could go in. Heero told me to wait for him while he got what we came for. I took a leisurely stance leaning against the wall as I watched him go into the double doors. His image disappeared from view and I set myself to waiting as patiently as one Duo Maxwell with absolutely nothing to entertain him can.
Obviously that isn't nearly as easy as it sounds. I tried leaning against the wall for awhile, giving smiles and casual nods of my head to whomsoever passed me by, but I felt out of place, and my thoughts were roaming around excitedly in my head. I snuck a peek at the woman behind the counter, the one that Heero had been talking to before he went into the evidence room. Her eyes flickered back towards mine and I smiled compulsively, heading closer to her.
Her brows furrowed slightly, her chocolate skin gleaming in my eyes from the angle of light hitting her face. She was wearing subtle perfume, something flowery and spicy, and her hair was loose, hanging about shoulder- length, twisted into tiny curly ringlets all over. I became possessed with curiosity as to what her hair might feel like under my fingers, I wondered how hair could even curl like that. I, myself, have hopelessly straight hair, the only waves I get in it are from my braid, and thanks to Heero's gift of immortality, nothing makes it curl now.
"I Haven't seen you around here before." she started. Wow, talk about your deja-vu, that was the very same thing the cop in the elevator said to me when we were coming up to the evidence floor. I swear, everything that has happened to me since me an' Heero found that book has been creepy and full of strange little coincidences that seem to have no meaning at first, but then develop meaning shortly after the fact.
"Terry Fleming, I'm from the other branch, just got out of college." I said to her with a smile. She didn't look so easily convinced as the other Officer had been, unfortunately. She frowned at me, her eyes running over my face.
"Really? Wow you look awfully young, you don't look a day past fourteen."
I ground my teeth together, giving her a mordant glower. I hated it when people told me I looked younger than I really was, it was insulting, not to mention annoying as hell. "Well I get that a lot. man how long is it taking him in there?"
"Taking who?"
"Er. my partner. He went into the evidence room like ten minutes ago and he's still not back. jeeze. some people are just slow, man I tell you what."
"Officer Fleming, anytime evidence in that room is touched it has to be recorded, he is likely filling out the paperwork, you should know that. where did you say you went to college?"
"I didn't say."
"Mmhmm. I'm going to need to see your badge and ID, you can go in after him and give him a hand if you want, maybe you'll have a better battle with the forms."
Now what was this woman up to? My badge and ID? Damn. I'd just picked a name at random, I had no idea what it said on my badge. Hell, I didn't even know where I kept my badge. I patted my left breast pocket and sighed in relief when I felt it there, over my heart. Yeah, like it would be really dramatic and special if my badge took a bullet for me now. It'd be more hurt than me. I pulled it out and flipped it open, glancing at it with brief curiosity as I showed it to her. My ID card was opposite the badge, and the picture on it looked nothing like me. I also noticed that my uniform was three or four sizes too big for me, and finally, I realized that there was a spatter of blood on my left hand, the hand I was holding up my badge and ID with. I gave her a nervous smile, knowing that I was definitely fucking this up. I only hoped that Heero had found the book by now, because I was damn sure that something bad was about to happen.
Ah, the wonders of precognition. The officer on the other side of the counter drew her gun on me and rose to her feet. She glared at me angrily.
"That isn't your picture there. That's Charlie! What did you do with him. Who are you!?"
I wasn't sure what to do at first, but I'm glad that my feet had already decided to take me barreling towards the large doors that marked 'evidence'. I smashed through them in a shower of spraying glass and twisted metal, sending sirens blaring throughout the whole building, while a calm computerized voice informed everyone in the building that there was a security breach on level three.
"Heero! We gotta boot it! I fucked up!" I shouted the moment I saw his back. He was poking through things at random, it looked like he still hadn't found what we were looking for. He turned around, his face crinkling into a scowl. He gave me his best Death Glare.
"Duo, damnit, I haven't found it yet! What the hell did you do!?"
"Eh. you don't; wanna know, just.we have to get outta here! Where is it supposed to be!?"
"That's the thing! Its not here! I found where it was supposed to be, and its not there! I can even smell that it was there not long ago. but its gone! Someone got here before us!"
"Well then what are you still doing in here! Lets go before- BAM!
BAM, BAM, BAM!
Four bullets sailed merrily at us from behind. I was mercifully unhurt, but unfortunately Heero didn't fare so well. Now, you would think that Captain Control would have it all down pat, you'd think that he'd just get up no matter how many times he was shot and be fine, I mean that's his job, after all. But I guess even Heero has a point, and three and a half bullets seems to be it. The first one struck him squarely in the hip. I heard bone shatter even as the other bullets were being fired. He made a grimace and reached for his own weapon, but he was, for once, not quick enough. Three more bullets pummeled his torso before he spat a gob of blood from his lips and crumpled into an unconscious heap.
I Am SOOOOO glad for my training, if not for everything else that's happened din my life, then just because I knew how to react the second I heard the first shot. I grabbed Heero's middle and slung him over my shoulder, barreling deeper into the room in search of a window. There were none, this fucking building must have been made of gundanium, or at least this room. Loads of officers with their guns cocked at the ready were filing expertly into the room, searching for us while I crawled and crept as inconspicuously as possible away. I got to my hands and knees, Heero's corpse on my back. His blood is what led them to me, he was leaving a red trail wherever we went. I crawled as fast as I could along one wall for the door, but a nightstick slammed me in the back long before I could reach it. I was alright from that hit, but the shower of bullets that followed was more worrisome. I felt pain flower through my body as I concentrated on two things. Holding onto Heero tightly, and smashing through the wall ahead of me. I felt things in my face break as I used my head for a battering ram, exploding gracelessly through the wall in a shower of blood and flying rubble. I emerged into an office area, littered with papers and lit by fluorescent lights. A lot of the people inside were missing, probably looking for me on the other side of the wall I'd just crashed through, but a few people who weren't actually officers remained and I felt a little sorry for them as I dragged my bleeding wreck of a corpse through the thin cubicle walls.
I searched frantically for a window as the sound of flying bullets came after me, and my vision began to gray at the edges. Damnit! Now was NOT the time to lose consciousness over some stupid gunshot wounds! I HAD to get us BOTH out of there, and fast! I thanked the messiah when I finally saw what I was looking for, a window. I ran towards it, Heero's head smacking repeatedly against my back as he was jostled up and down upon my shoulders. My legs were both bleeding, and I think I'd been shot in the ass too, fuck.
The window was covered with thick bars, like all the other windows in the building, I never even saw them, I just jumped through feet first and prayed that I could remain conscious after falling three stories to the ground in my current condition.
I was lucky. Well, I suppose I was lucky. I hit the trunk of a cruiser, my feet demolishing the vehicle, but staying relatively intact. I threw Heero off my back, glad that I had at least a few seconds to free myself, it was better than no time at all. I yanked one bleeding leg up from the wreckage, scraping huge gashes into my flesh and gritting my teeth to keep myself from screaming out in pain. I pulled the other leg out as well and grabbed Heero up, barely glancing at him as I hit the road on foot at the fastest speed I could go.
I put two blocks between myself and the police station before I ducked into an alley and ripped a manhole open. I threw Heero in and jumped in myself, hearing his ribs crack more as I landed on him. I winced and climbed up to shut the manhole cover. Once we were safely underground I returned to his side and grabbed him up against myself, tears of shock and fear flowing helplessly over my cheeks. I hugged Heero's limp and motionless form to my chest and pressed my lips to his, biting my tongue and trying to get him to take some of my blood. He didn't respond, he was out cold. I knew he would survive, of course he would survive, but now I had no idea where I was and I didn't know how to get either of us out of here. What was there to eat down here? Too bad those alligator in the sewers rumors aren't true, I would've eaten anything at this point.
And of course, I had completely forgotten about the Book of Shadows by this time, which was still very much missing. It occurred briefly to me, but I pushed thoughts of it out of my head, throwing Heero over my back again and stepping into the hip-deep sewage that was sloshing at a lazy pace through the tunnel. I picked a direction and thanked my amazing new abilities as they allowed me to use hearing and touch to navigate in a forward motion. Overhead, I could hear sirens as the police scoured the city for Heero and I. The gray crept ever more thickly over my consciousness, until finally I wrapped my arms around Heero and let the water carry us where it would.
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Ok everyone, can we say PROCRASTINATION!?? Heh. That's what I wrote at the end I my last chapter, and it totally applies here as well. I know its been way too long, and a lot of you have probably lost interest and moved on to something more entertaining by now, but I intend to finish this damn fic if it's on my deathbed, and that is what I'm going to do! I know what's going to happen in the rest of the fic. Well. some of it. Other parts. I'm still working on the other parts, but since all of you have been so incredibly forgiving with your patience, I have not lost my motivation. I hate leaving things unfinished and hanging, that's why I'm updating. I'd love to hear what you think, if anyone out there in fanfictionland is still reading this. ^_^ More ASAP..though of course I have no idea when that will be.
Lady AngelFiren
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