"I'm here," Daemon said in a quiet, yet confident voice. "And I sense
something's wrong. What is it? Something's not right."
"Why do you say that, Daemon?" Jerome asked. Darien turned his gaze on Jerome.
"I can sense energy, and a lot of it. Where's it coming from." Something caught his eye and his gaze jerked over to three visible teenagers. "Them." His eyes went wide. "NO!" He closed his eyes tight and put his hands in little balls. "NO! I WON'T! I WON'T! I'm not going to give the 'X' more of a chance to kill me! I will survive! I won't give them more chances!" He calmed down, like he'd figured it out. He opened his eyes and released his hands. "So, this where all the energy is coming from. And you're all sitting right there to get ready for that blast, well you don't have to worry, it's not coming."
"I don't get it." Relena said.
"You don't have to, Vice Foreign Minister, you don't have to." He didn't even look at her. His gaze remained straightforward. "I'll explain. Every family I've ever had has died because they were trying to save me. My favorite family had three daughters and all of them were shot to death right in front of me. 'Anyone who aids these abominations shall die" was the phrase the murderers muttered as they shot three innocent girls to death!"
"But that doesn't explain why you won't allow this to occur." Heero replied.
It became visibly hard for Daemon to keep his gaze forward and he scowled at the effort. "Isn't it obvious? If I let this little transformation occur they'll.they'll."
"See? There's no reason not to. You're going to have to fight back sooner or later and NOW's the chance." Wufei stated.
"NO! I won't them hurt anymore people! The more they know about me the more they'll know about my family and then more people I love will die!"
"Still, if you don't fight back NOW, not even you will survive."
"FINE!" Daemon yelled. He reached in his back pocket, pulling out a small pistol. "I'll kill myself so they don't have to worry about me!" He cocked the gun and aimed it at his temple. As he pulled the trigger Heero was right behind him and yanked the gun upward, sending the deadly bullet into the ceiling.
"That's enough." Heero said, "Now turn around and face me. The other four surviving G-Alloids have transformed, and there's no logical reason not to. Yea, people have died, but people will die, it's the cycle of life. The only way to stop the killing is to fight back. This is the perfect opportunity to fight back. Now, turn around." Heero reached up with his other hand and yanked the gun out of Daemon's hand, throwing it behind him. With the already upraised hand he wheeled Daemon around. His eyes were closed and he yanked violently and blindly to get free.
"NOO!!!!!!!!!!"
"What's the real reason?" Trio asked, standing up. Everyone looked at her except Daemon, who kept his eyes closed.
"What do you mean? Who are you?"
"Trio Hawk, Deathscythe G-Alloid. What I meant was what is the real reason you're afraid to transform? Heero, let him go, I want to talk to him, alone." Daemon's eyes cracked open in surprise. Heero growled and threw the boy away from him.
"He may have my blood, but he's a coward." Heero muttered.
"That's not true! You don't know what I've been through!"
"But I do," Heero said.
"No! You."
"DAEMON! Stop arguing with your father and follow me."
"He's not my father!"
"You have his blood," Trio said, turning toward the north wall. "And that makes him your father." Trio walked to the north door and pulled it open. Daemon glared at her and walked across the room, his footsteps echoing across the floor. Once he reached the door he stopped. Trio made an equal glare and motioned with her head to keep moving. His response was another glare.
After he passed through, Trio said, "This won't take long." She slammed the door shut and took out a key on her neck and locked the door.
"What'd you do that for?" Daemon asked as Trio replaced the key.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell me what's wrong with you. This is the only door out, only door in."
"I'm not going to give the 'X' another chance to kill my family. If I stay normal I can live in peace."
"Then what? What're you going to do when they find your family right now? They're going to kill them like all the others unless you strike back! Your family will die! It'll be YOUR fault."
"SHUT UP! I can't take anymore of this! Have you ever lost a loved one?"
"Jerome's been my father since I was stolen. But he lost a loved one because of me. Yet, he continues to fight for me."
"Stolen?"
"Yes, they had us all in a room, us babies. We were so tiny and we were so hungry. They couldn't find any women except drugged up prostitutes to breast-feed us. And the bottles weren't warm enough and we were slowly starving.
"Jerome said he found out about us and took as many babies as his wife and him could carry. He managed to get all five of us into the car, but just as his wife climbed in, she was shot from behind and she begged to be left, 'Save the babies' was the last thing she said. I'm going to fight to defeat the 'X' because I'm tired of living in fear, and to avenge Julie's death.
"Now, what's the real reason you're so afraid to transform? The wings are quite nice and none of the others have the same wings."
"I.I've been hearing voices in my head for a while. It keeps saying, 'I will destroy my enemies. Let me free so I can kill once again. Give me wings so I may hunt them wherever they go. Give me a voice, so I may contact the others so they may also destroy the enemy. Give me a weapon with which to strike them down.'"
"Who is it?"
"Wing Zero."
"Why do you say that, Daemon?" Jerome asked. Darien turned his gaze on Jerome.
"I can sense energy, and a lot of it. Where's it coming from." Something caught his eye and his gaze jerked over to three visible teenagers. "Them." His eyes went wide. "NO!" He closed his eyes tight and put his hands in little balls. "NO! I WON'T! I WON'T! I'm not going to give the 'X' more of a chance to kill me! I will survive! I won't give them more chances!" He calmed down, like he'd figured it out. He opened his eyes and released his hands. "So, this where all the energy is coming from. And you're all sitting right there to get ready for that blast, well you don't have to worry, it's not coming."
"I don't get it." Relena said.
"You don't have to, Vice Foreign Minister, you don't have to." He didn't even look at her. His gaze remained straightforward. "I'll explain. Every family I've ever had has died because they were trying to save me. My favorite family had three daughters and all of them were shot to death right in front of me. 'Anyone who aids these abominations shall die" was the phrase the murderers muttered as they shot three innocent girls to death!"
"But that doesn't explain why you won't allow this to occur." Heero replied.
It became visibly hard for Daemon to keep his gaze forward and he scowled at the effort. "Isn't it obvious? If I let this little transformation occur they'll.they'll."
"See? There's no reason not to. You're going to have to fight back sooner or later and NOW's the chance." Wufei stated.
"NO! I won't them hurt anymore people! The more they know about me the more they'll know about my family and then more people I love will die!"
"Still, if you don't fight back NOW, not even you will survive."
"FINE!" Daemon yelled. He reached in his back pocket, pulling out a small pistol. "I'll kill myself so they don't have to worry about me!" He cocked the gun and aimed it at his temple. As he pulled the trigger Heero was right behind him and yanked the gun upward, sending the deadly bullet into the ceiling.
"That's enough." Heero said, "Now turn around and face me. The other four surviving G-Alloids have transformed, and there's no logical reason not to. Yea, people have died, but people will die, it's the cycle of life. The only way to stop the killing is to fight back. This is the perfect opportunity to fight back. Now, turn around." Heero reached up with his other hand and yanked the gun out of Daemon's hand, throwing it behind him. With the already upraised hand he wheeled Daemon around. His eyes were closed and he yanked violently and blindly to get free.
"NOO!!!!!!!!!!"
"What's the real reason?" Trio asked, standing up. Everyone looked at her except Daemon, who kept his eyes closed.
"What do you mean? Who are you?"
"Trio Hawk, Deathscythe G-Alloid. What I meant was what is the real reason you're afraid to transform? Heero, let him go, I want to talk to him, alone." Daemon's eyes cracked open in surprise. Heero growled and threw the boy away from him.
"He may have my blood, but he's a coward." Heero muttered.
"That's not true! You don't know what I've been through!"
"But I do," Heero said.
"No! You."
"DAEMON! Stop arguing with your father and follow me."
"He's not my father!"
"You have his blood," Trio said, turning toward the north wall. "And that makes him your father." Trio walked to the north door and pulled it open. Daemon glared at her and walked across the room, his footsteps echoing across the floor. Once he reached the door he stopped. Trio made an equal glare and motioned with her head to keep moving. His response was another glare.
After he passed through, Trio said, "This won't take long." She slammed the door shut and took out a key on her neck and locked the door.
"What'd you do that for?" Daemon asked as Trio replaced the key.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell me what's wrong with you. This is the only door out, only door in."
"I'm not going to give the 'X' another chance to kill my family. If I stay normal I can live in peace."
"Then what? What're you going to do when they find your family right now? They're going to kill them like all the others unless you strike back! Your family will die! It'll be YOUR fault."
"SHUT UP! I can't take anymore of this! Have you ever lost a loved one?"
"Jerome's been my father since I was stolen. But he lost a loved one because of me. Yet, he continues to fight for me."
"Stolen?"
"Yes, they had us all in a room, us babies. We were so tiny and we were so hungry. They couldn't find any women except drugged up prostitutes to breast-feed us. And the bottles weren't warm enough and we were slowly starving.
"Jerome said he found out about us and took as many babies as his wife and him could carry. He managed to get all five of us into the car, but just as his wife climbed in, she was shot from behind and she begged to be left, 'Save the babies' was the last thing she said. I'm going to fight to defeat the 'X' because I'm tired of living in fear, and to avenge Julie's death.
"Now, what's the real reason you're so afraid to transform? The wings are quite nice and none of the others have the same wings."
"I.I've been hearing voices in my head for a while. It keeps saying, 'I will destroy my enemies. Let me free so I can kill once again. Give me wings so I may hunt them wherever they go. Give me a voice, so I may contact the others so they may also destroy the enemy. Give me a weapon with which to strike them down.'"
"Who is it?"
"Wing Zero."