Scarlet Love

            Chapter Nine:

            Frightening Realizations

            By: NightChild

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            Before Wufei could blink, Heero was gone, apparently heading toward the ambush that he, Wufei, knew was laying in wait. There was no way to stop Heero now that he had become The Perfect Solider again, Wufei would be dead before he even got close enough to land a proper kick or punch. "Damnit." He swore quietly before he decided on a course of action, one that would probably land him in a hospital again or worse. He took of in the same direction that Heero had headed in, hoping that he could somehow stop him from falling into the enemy's hands.

            Heero's thoughts were clam, collected, almost mechanical. He knew what he had to do…no one would live that could pose a threat to his Duo. Not caring where that wave of possessiveness came from, or having the time to care, he ran into what Wufei had said was a trap. A grin that showed no emotion spread on his face as he reached for his gun. 'They have no idea who they are messing with.' And he was gone into the trees.

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            Duo ran as fast as he could while still following the trail of blood, looking ahead of himself, least he trip over something. But that's just what he did, he tripped over something that was solid yet soft at the same time, as he tumbled to the ground, he wondered what it was. He got the answer to his unvoiced question when he looked toward his feet and came face-to-face with the cold, lifeless eyes of a soldier wearing a uniform of the same design that the other dead man had been wearing. He cussed, not wanting to face more grisly bodies that day, but obviously not having a choice in the matter.

            Sitting up, careful not to touch the dead soldier, he peered at the lifeless eyes, noticing that if their owner were living, they probably would have been very beautiful blue eyes, probably a lot like Heero's eyes. That thought brought more disturbing thoughts to his mind; what if Heero laid somewhere like this, his eyes staring lifelessly at nothing? He shook his head. 'Pull yourself together, man!' he berated himself as he looked for the cause of the death that lay in front of him.

The dead man had a glaring bullet wound in his side that had bled profusely and, seemingly, led to his death. Blood had pooled around him, now sticking to the ground in semi-hard globs, staining everything it touched a sickening, dark red. Death wasn't easy on this man, it looked like it had come slow and the trail of blood that Duo had been following certainly belonged to the dead solider.

            Suddenly, something clicked in Duo's mind, triggering a memory that he had fought to bury in a shallow grave. But things like that don't like to stay buried and Duo was flung into the past….

            I was bound to a table and blindfolded, not sure what was going to happen, only sure of the pain that always came when they dragged me to this place…this place that smelled oddly coppery and rancid at the same time. The smell made me feel sick to my stomach and the urge to escape even stronger in my mind. A sound like a door opening and closing on rusty hinges brought my attention to my right. And I knew that there was no possible escape now…not today.

            A shuffling, a slight pain in my right forearm, then a burning sensation. They were drugging me again, to make sure that I couldn't block out the pain like I had learned to do. Those sick bastards wanted me to feel everything that they did to me, not really caring any more that they could kill me. My thoughts began to slow as their drug took effect.

            And I was lost in a haze of constant pain…not knowing if it would ever stop, hoping it would stop, crying out, screaming, tearing at my restraints…needing to escape.

            Shaking his head to rid himself of the memory, Duo was sure that the soldiers were part of the same group that had caught and tortured him. Heero was most definitely was in grave danger. With that realization, Duo was on his feet again and running in a direction that he hoped would lead to Heero.

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            AN: Well…that's chapter nine for you. I realize that my writing is slowing down, but I'm having trouble sticking to the plot that I laid out for this story and I'm also trying to catch a cold of some sort. I'll up date as soon as I can.

            THANK YOU to Shinigami's Forlorn Angel, BlueMoonDuchess, Duo-js, kaori-chan, gohans-girl1, and Reaper02Angel for reviewing and brightening my day ^.^ I continue to write for you.

            Until next time…

            Ja`ne