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Dream Maker: Well folks, standard yada. I do not own Gundam Wing. *sniffs* I wish I did but I don't. The G-boys and girls belong to their respectable owners. I am just using them for this twisted fic. I promise to return them, only slightly worse for the wear when we're through with them.
Christa: At least we hope so!
Dream Maker: So without further ado because people are probably going to start chucking sharp, pointy objects at us soon, we give you the fic.
Christa: AIM AT HER! NOT ME! I'M JUST A POOR LITTLE INNOCENT MUSE!!!!!!!!
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Heero opened his eyes slowly to see everyone fleeing from the building. All the Preventers were rushing madly up to the balcony. But Heero knew the assassin was already gone.
"Relena?!" Heero said with concern as he turned around.
"I'm fine Heero, just a little shaken. That's all. I'm fine." she said, as if trying to reassure herself as well as him.
"Duo! Get your useless butt down here man!"
Duo's head appeared over the railing and he shook his head, beckoning for Heero to come up to look at something.
"Relena, Pagen will be waiting out in the car. I want you to go to Quatre's house and stay there. Keep out of sight, away from windows and that sort of thing. And don't go to sleep in case someone tries to get you with some kind of gas or something." Heero said as he steered her towards the door and helped her into the car.
"I will Heero. Please be careful." Relena kissed him, got in the car, and with the roar of the engine was taken from his protection.
"Be safe beloved." Heero whispered as she drove out of sight. Then Heero turned and quickly went back inside. As he bounded up the stairs two at a time some Preventers passed him, helping Brad down the stairs as he nursed a shot wound in his arm. Heero thought about thanking him but decided otherwise. It wasn't worth the trouble.
"Heero, what took you so long?" Duo said as he looked up from the person lying on the floor.
"I had to get Relena out of here."
"Heero, is she alright?!" Quatre said in alarm.
"She's fine. But Quatre, you on the other hand are still in danger. Get out of here now."
"I cant leave Heero."
"Why cant you?" Quatre gestured to the person lying on the floor. When Heero took a closer look he discovered that the person was a child.
"Alex?!" He said in surprise.
"Hey Heero." He said as a little blood trickled from the side of his mouth. He tried to laugh but winced as pain ran through his body. His lifeblood ran out of his body slowly from a wound in his side.
"Is he going to die?" Trowa asked.
"Who cares? Its one less assassin off the street." A nearby Preventer said casually. Wufei decked him a good one and the Preventer looked up at him from the floor.
"This child just saved Vice Foreign Minister Darlin's life you fool. Treat him with respect. He's no assassin." The Preventer looked skeptical but he didn't say a word.
"I wouldn't care but he did save my wife's life. Is he going to live?"
"Sure Heero, I'll live. I'm just a little tired right now." Alex said sarcastically as he closed his eyes and lay his head down on the floor.
"Hey man, stay with us." Duo pleaded. Alex opened his eyes and looked at Duo.
"Its not as bad as it seems. I don't even feel it."
"Alex, you cant die man." Duo said more forcefully, as if his command could make him hand on longer. Alex just looked at him. Then he began to cough and blood spurted from his mouth onto the Gundam pilots who were all kneeling around him.
"Man, all of you just go home. Forget about me. Shoo, get out of here." He said as he tried again to laugh. "I'll be fine." But when none of them made a move to go he got angry. "Get out of here! Now!"
"You're not going to die alone Alex. I know how it feels and its not fun."
"But I am alone Trowa. Not matter who's near me, I'm always alone. Now go, all of you. Get out of here." This time Heero obeyed and he drug Quatre with him. Trowa and Duo followed reluctantly. Wufei stayed behind, making sure that someone was there with him.
Alex nodded approvingly as four of the five pilots walked away. "Now you Wufei."
"No." He replied to the dying youth. He couldn't help the tears that trickled down his face. To die so young and so bravely was honorable. But to die like he was? Masking the pain behind jokes and sarcasm. That he couldn't comprehend.
Alex's face grew hard as stone and he violently shoved Wufei away from him. Then he drew something from his pocket and threw it onto the floor. It burst open and engulfed him in a cloud of smoke, and when it disappeared Alex was gone.
Pending an investigation no explanation could be found to the disappearance of the child, nor could the killer be found. It was assumed that the killer escaped and the child died fleeing from the scene of the attempted murder. None of the pilots could think of a better theory so they accepted it. But every day they all took time to thank whoever sent Alex to them. Quatre though, kept his things in storage instead of getting rid of them, in case they were ever needed again.
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Dream Maker: So, how do you like it?
Christa: *checks over her shoulder for mad fans.* I don't think we can just leave them there.
Dream Maker: Duh dimwit. There's more to come! He he!!! Are you stumped yet? Or do any of you have any theories? Please post them! But more will come soon.
Christa: Sorry about how short it was though. Couldn't think of anything else⦠*skeptical look from Dream Maker* Hey! Even muses have bad days you know!
Dream Maker: Hey, if you have any q's please email me @ meka_of_yume@hotmail.com
Christa: Yeah, we love hearing from fans! But please do tell us your asking about a fic or your e-mail will be deleted. Okay, chow!
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Dream Maker: Well folks, standard yada. I do not own Gundam Wing. *sniffs* I wish I did but I don't. The G-boys and girls belong to their respectable owners. I am just using them for this twisted fic. I promise to return them, only slightly worse for the wear when we're through with them.
Christa: At least we hope so!
Dream Maker: So without further ado because people are probably going to start chucking sharp, pointy objects at us soon, we give you the fic.
Christa: AIM AT HER! NOT ME! I'M JUST A POOR LITTLE INNOCENT MUSE!!!!!!!!
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Heero opened his eyes slowly to see everyone fleeing from the building. All the Preventers were rushing madly up to the balcony. But Heero knew the assassin was already gone.
"Relena?!" Heero said with concern as he turned around.
"I'm fine Heero, just a little shaken. That's all. I'm fine." she said, as if trying to reassure herself as well as him.
"Duo! Get your useless butt down here man!"
Duo's head appeared over the railing and he shook his head, beckoning for Heero to come up to look at something.
"Relena, Pagen will be waiting out in the car. I want you to go to Quatre's house and stay there. Keep out of sight, away from windows and that sort of thing. And don't go to sleep in case someone tries to get you with some kind of gas or something." Heero said as he steered her towards the door and helped her into the car.
"I will Heero. Please be careful." Relena kissed him, got in the car, and with the roar of the engine was taken from his protection.
"Be safe beloved." Heero whispered as she drove out of sight. Then Heero turned and quickly went back inside. As he bounded up the stairs two at a time some Preventers passed him, helping Brad down the stairs as he nursed a shot wound in his arm. Heero thought about thanking him but decided otherwise. It wasn't worth the trouble.
"Heero, what took you so long?" Duo said as he looked up from the person lying on the floor.
"I had to get Relena out of here."
"Heero, is she alright?!" Quatre said in alarm.
"She's fine. But Quatre, you on the other hand are still in danger. Get out of here now."
"I cant leave Heero."
"Why cant you?" Quatre gestured to the person lying on the floor. When Heero took a closer look he discovered that the person was a child.
"Alex?!" He said in surprise.
"Hey Heero." He said as a little blood trickled from the side of his mouth. He tried to laugh but winced as pain ran through his body. His lifeblood ran out of his body slowly from a wound in his side.
"Is he going to die?" Trowa asked.
"Who cares? Its one less assassin off the street." A nearby Preventer said casually. Wufei decked him a good one and the Preventer looked up at him from the floor.
"This child just saved Vice Foreign Minister Darlin's life you fool. Treat him with respect. He's no assassin." The Preventer looked skeptical but he didn't say a word.
"I wouldn't care but he did save my wife's life. Is he going to live?"
"Sure Heero, I'll live. I'm just a little tired right now." Alex said sarcastically as he closed his eyes and lay his head down on the floor.
"Hey man, stay with us." Duo pleaded. Alex opened his eyes and looked at Duo.
"Its not as bad as it seems. I don't even feel it."
"Alex, you cant die man." Duo said more forcefully, as if his command could make him hand on longer. Alex just looked at him. Then he began to cough and blood spurted from his mouth onto the Gundam pilots who were all kneeling around him.
"Man, all of you just go home. Forget about me. Shoo, get out of here." He said as he tried again to laugh. "I'll be fine." But when none of them made a move to go he got angry. "Get out of here! Now!"
"You're not going to die alone Alex. I know how it feels and its not fun."
"But I am alone Trowa. Not matter who's near me, I'm always alone. Now go, all of you. Get out of here." This time Heero obeyed and he drug Quatre with him. Trowa and Duo followed reluctantly. Wufei stayed behind, making sure that someone was there with him.
Alex nodded approvingly as four of the five pilots walked away. "Now you Wufei."
"No." He replied to the dying youth. He couldn't help the tears that trickled down his face. To die so young and so bravely was honorable. But to die like he was? Masking the pain behind jokes and sarcasm. That he couldn't comprehend.
Alex's face grew hard as stone and he violently shoved Wufei away from him. Then he drew something from his pocket and threw it onto the floor. It burst open and engulfed him in a cloud of smoke, and when it disappeared Alex was gone.
Pending an investigation no explanation could be found to the disappearance of the child, nor could the killer be found. It was assumed that the killer escaped and the child died fleeing from the scene of the attempted murder. None of the pilots could think of a better theory so they accepted it. But every day they all took time to thank whoever sent Alex to them. Quatre though, kept his things in storage instead of getting rid of them, in case they were ever needed again.
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Dream Maker: So, how do you like it?
Christa: *checks over her shoulder for mad fans.* I don't think we can just leave them there.
Dream Maker: Duh dimwit. There's more to come! He he!!! Are you stumped yet? Or do any of you have any theories? Please post them! But more will come soon.
Christa: Sorry about how short it was though. Couldn't think of anything else⦠*skeptical look from Dream Maker* Hey! Even muses have bad days you know!
Dream Maker: Hey, if you have any q's please email me @ meka_of_yume@hotmail.com
Christa: Yeah, we love hearing from fans! But please do tell us your asking about a fic or your e-mail will be deleted. Okay, chow!
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