Warning - see Chappie 1
Disclaimer - GW is no more mine than it is my dogs!!!
A/N - Well, I guess some ppl liked it!! Here is Chappie two!!
Thank you -- shadowdragon58 - - I kinda liked the twist, and I have a load of it written, this is a great story to write, I keep giving myself surprises!!
Kuiya (ElfMystique@aol.com) -- You reviewed one of my other things, cool!! I am glad you liked the first chappie, I wanted to write something a little different, and here it is!! I hope you like this chappie as much. Please.don't try and kill me!!! I cant write more if you kill me!!
Banshee (julia.faustin@aon.at) - Yay! I am so glad youliked!! Here is Chappie two!!!!
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Back on L1, unaware of the repulsive game being played around his life, Duo, still believing Heero hated him had finished and with the help of Wu- Fei had made it to the spaceport and was boarding Quatres shuttle, back at the house was a small piece of paper left for Heero to find.
---{ Heero, I have gone, don't come after me because you have hurt me too many times, and even though you are now a Frozen Shell, I Love You Still, and its killing me, so leave me to get over you.
Duo Maxwell }---
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Heero spent an uneasy few hours back at the small flat he had rented on the colony, Colony XXH153863.398 or something equally strange, trying to complete all the work that he would need the next day. When he had gotten back form his long stint at the office it had been gone One AM, and he had been there since eight the previous morning. No work had been done, he could never work when he was there, he just sat and starred at the phone.
It was now ten to five, he had somehow managed to finish the work he had neglected to do during the day and he was now completely exhausted. In two hours he would need to be up and getting ready for his eight AM start.
Sighing he crawled under his cover, set his alarm, a necessity to help him get up since his lack of sleep was eroding his training away, and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Had Duo, or any of Heeros former comrades walked in and seen the perfect soldier sleeping, they would not have believed his was the same person they had fought along side during the wars, and they certainly wouldn't have believed that this was the happy, smiling person that had left with Duo at the end of the wars.
Heeros face was loosing much of its natural olive colour, becoming pale, and making him look slightly sickly, he wasn't eating much, if anything at all in a day and was thus becoming unnaturally thin. The bags under his eyes were highly noticeable, and the skin under them looked almost bruised. His last hot meal had been six days ago, and his last reasonable cold had been three days ago.
Sleeping he looked troubled, worries of the day ahead manifesting in his barely dulled mind, waiting to pounce on him the second his eyes opened.
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About the same time that Heero was finally falling asleep Wu-Fei and Duos shuttle landed on the air strip of the space port of Colony L4.
Yawning, for it was very late, the two ex-pilots gathered their belongings and walked out into the parking lot. There, as expected, was the long, black limo that belonged to their friend Quatre Rebarba Winner.
"Duo!" The blonde cried, shooting out of the car and hugging the braided youth round his neck.
"Quatre." Duo replied with a grin, "And Trowa!" For the taller man had just clambered out of the car as well. Duo was mildly surprised, for the ex- Heavyarms pilot had refused the blondes invite to the party where he had met up with Heero again, which had upset Quatre considerably, yet here he was. But then, Duo grinned, could anyone refuse Quatre anything for very long?
Quatre released Duo and blushed furiously,
"umm, yes, well, he's visiting. Haven't seen him for a while, friends, just friends!"
"I think not angel!" And with that all the blondes excuses were suddenly null and void, for Trowa had stepped up behind him and wrapped his slender arms round the blondes slender waist.
"I love you!" He kissed the top of the blondes head and shot both Wu-Fei and Duo a look that clearly said, If-you-don't-like-this-then-kiss-my-lions- ass!
Duo grinned, whooped and hugged both his friends, all thoughts of sleep and traces of tiredness gone. "Yeah! Go Tro, you guys finally did it, man, I was beginning to think you would never pick up on any of Quats hints, I was wondering if I was gonna need to hit ya round the head with my old beam scythe!! OOOoor I could have gotten Deathsythe to trample you a few times OOOoor.. Ah never mind!" Duo grinned manically at his two friends.
Quatre blushed redder than ever and Trowa smiled slightly, his arms releasing the blondes waist, but one hand firmly clasped itself round one of Quatres smaller ones.
"See Angel, I told you nothing like this would phase Duo, it seems to have ruffled Wu-Fei slightly, but I'm sure he will live through it."
Snorting, Wu-Fei picked up the bag he had dropped and stomped over towards the limo. They all knew that he wasn't really bothered, but if he didn't make an issue out of it, well, he just wouldn't have been the same old Wu- Fei, he'd let it drop in a few days.
Quatre nodded and then, gesturing at his car he said. "its cold, and late, well, early, we should get home, I'm sure you both need a good nights sleep, you especially Duo!
The group all clambered into the limo and were soon speeding down the motorway to Quatres estate.
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BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP
BLEEPBLEE----
Heeros hand landed on top of his obnoxious alarm clock. He hated that incessant bleeping, but it got him up. It was Seven Am. He had had his quota of sleep and had to get to the office on time, because knowing his luck recently, today would be the one day that Stranger decided to call early.
After staggering into the bathroom, he regarded himself in the mirror, he really did look a mess. It was no wonder his boss kept trying to convince him to take a few days off as paid sick leave, but he always managed to get out of it, no matter how much he needed the sleep he had to stay at work, and work over time until Stranger called him.
He yawned, he had never felt this weak, he never had any energy any more, but he had to carry on, he knew that he was slowly killing himself, he knew that bending to that psycho's every whim would be the end of him, but what else could he do. The difference between sleep and slavery was life or death, But it wasn't his life in the balance.
He showered, dried himself and pulled on his clothes, all of which now needed to be held up with belts for they were at least one size too big for him, two or three in some cases, so drastic had his weight loss been.
He went into the kitchen poured himself a glass of water and opened his fridge, empty, he hadn't been shopping the whole time he had been here, Stranger had kept him rooted to the phone the entire day, letting him go early each morning after the shops had shut.
Sighing he checked through each of the small cupboards and finally came across a small cereal bar, which he pocketed before leaving the flat.
He walked to work, slowly eating the cereal bar and arrived at his office at five minutes to eight, the clerk let him in, despite it being to early really, they were so used to Heero turning up early.
Seating himself at his desk Heero grimaced, every bone in his body ached, and his head could have been replaced with a large bandstand for all he could tell.
Giving his throbbing head a slight shake he pulled a large pile of papers towards him, and was just beginning to sort through them when the phone rang.
He grabbed it.
"Nice and early I see Heero!" Came the electronic greeting, "You are such a good boy, because if you were late it would have been bye-bye Duo!!"
"I know it would," Heero grated, immediately on edge. "Which is why I'm here on time."
"My, my, testy this morning aren't we!" Came an overly pleasant reply, "You need to get more sleep Heero, it's ruining your people skills!"
"You want more money?" Heero asked, this had been the kind of task he had been assigned each time before, and he was surprised at the answer.
"No, something bigger today Heero." Stranger replied almost negligently. "Today I need someone killed, and before midday if you please!"
Heero grimaced, he hadn't killed anyone for at least three years, and it wasn't something he ever wanted to do again.
"Who and why?" He asked, trying to think of a way to get out of this situation.
"A friend of someone who worked for me, they let me down, they hold much the same position as you do in fact. Well, as I was saying, they let me down and now they must be punished, and I have chosen you to punish them for me, I hear you are pretty handy with a gun."
"Hn, I don't have a choice do I?"
"No Heero you don't. If the person in question is not stone cold dead by exactly twelve o'clock then, well, we can say goodbye to someone else instead, cant we?"
"Fine. I'll do it!" So this is what he had become, an assassin, not even a paid one, but he would do it for Duo. He would do whatever it took to keep Duo safe."
"Well Heero, I must say I am impressed at your commitment to Duo, even though he left you, most people get far more upset about the prospect of killing, and the chance of being caught!"
"You forget though, I've killed before, and during the wars it didn't pay to get caught!"
Stranger laughed, "As ever Heero, it has been a pleasure talking to you, all the information you will need is in the large brown envelope on your desk, have a nice day, I expect the job done by twelve, and you know the consequences if you fail! I will be calling you tomorrow, at midday, so get some sleep, as it will be Saturday I will call at home, pick up within three rings, and don't be stupid enough to go into work, if you do, kiss Duo goodbye!"
The line went dead.
Heero sifted through the papers on his desk until he found the large envelope, he opened it and choked, the person that Stranger had wanted him to kill was not a man, but a woman, and according to her file she was twenty seven, named Carolina Devon, and was a mother of four year old identical twin girls.
Thus was to be the mans punishment, He had to do to another what he was trying to stop happening to Duo, this was so hypocritical. Stranger was sick, he was sick and twisted, but Heero knew he had no choice but to bend to his will.
He gathered his things together and headed to his bosses office. She was only to happy to let him have the next two days off, so he headed back home.
After the twenty minute walk, and ten minutes of sifting through draws, Heero had found what he had been looking for. His revolver. He slipped it into his trouser pocket and left once again, documents that would help him locate Carolina Devon in hand. It was Nine o'clock. He had three hours.
As he made his way down a new street Heero glanced down at his wrist and cursed himself for not wearing his watch. He knew that at least an hour and a half must have passed and he wasn't even at Readon Street, it was where she lived, and was in the upper class section of the colony, though why anyone would want to live this far from the other colonies was anyone's guess.
After what seemed an age Heero finally reached his destination and a quick glance round told him he would be able to gain the element of surprise and secrecy, and that Mrs Carolina Devon was out.
Cutting across the neatly trimmed lawn Heero reached a large summerhouse. He settled down behind its dark wood panelling to wait.
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The noise of tyres on gravel, but he didn't have long, the artificial sun had reached the highest part of the sky.
The slam of a car door, Heero attached a silencer to his gun, and made sure that the ammunition would kill mercifully.
Heero saw Carolina Devon get out of her car, she was stunning, her husband would be the envy of many, Her husband... How would he feel? She didn't deserve to die, just like Duo she was completely innocent.
She was at the door, in a few seconds she would be beyond his reach, she was sorting through her keys, he raised the gun again.
How would he feel if tomorrow someone was doing this to Duo?
Mrs Devon opened the door and took a step inside, but she would go no further. A split second later a bullet through the side of her head had claimed her life. Her life for the life of another, and, while walking away from the scene, Heero cried.
But his tears would have been worse had he known that mere seconds before he pulled the trigger, the digital clock in Strangers study had changed from 11:59 to 12:00. And Stranger had laughed and picked up the phone to arrange the next link in his chain, the destruction of yet another innocent victim.
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T.B.C ?
Do you think I should? I don't know, I have a few ideas, but I am sort of winging it at the moment!
Disclaimer - GW is no more mine than it is my dogs!!!
A/N - Well, I guess some ppl liked it!! Here is Chappie two!!
Thank you -- shadowdragon58 - - I kinda liked the twist, and I have a load of it written, this is a great story to write, I keep giving myself surprises!!
Kuiya (ElfMystique@aol.com) -- You reviewed one of my other things, cool!! I am glad you liked the first chappie, I wanted to write something a little different, and here it is!! I hope you like this chappie as much. Please.don't try and kill me!!! I cant write more if you kill me!!
Banshee (julia.faustin@aon.at) - Yay! I am so glad youliked!! Here is Chappie two!!!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ This Chapter is dedicated to my Three WONDERFUL Reviewers!! May they get much candy and do much fun stuff!! This is for you - Banshee, Kuiya and shadowdragon58!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Back on L1, unaware of the repulsive game being played around his life, Duo, still believing Heero hated him had finished and with the help of Wu- Fei had made it to the spaceport and was boarding Quatres shuttle, back at the house was a small piece of paper left for Heero to find.
---{ Heero, I have gone, don't come after me because you have hurt me too many times, and even though you are now a Frozen Shell, I Love You Still, and its killing me, so leave me to get over you.
Duo Maxwell }---
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Heero spent an uneasy few hours back at the small flat he had rented on the colony, Colony XXH153863.398 or something equally strange, trying to complete all the work that he would need the next day. When he had gotten back form his long stint at the office it had been gone One AM, and he had been there since eight the previous morning. No work had been done, he could never work when he was there, he just sat and starred at the phone.
It was now ten to five, he had somehow managed to finish the work he had neglected to do during the day and he was now completely exhausted. In two hours he would need to be up and getting ready for his eight AM start.
Sighing he crawled under his cover, set his alarm, a necessity to help him get up since his lack of sleep was eroding his training away, and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Had Duo, or any of Heeros former comrades walked in and seen the perfect soldier sleeping, they would not have believed his was the same person they had fought along side during the wars, and they certainly wouldn't have believed that this was the happy, smiling person that had left with Duo at the end of the wars.
Heeros face was loosing much of its natural olive colour, becoming pale, and making him look slightly sickly, he wasn't eating much, if anything at all in a day and was thus becoming unnaturally thin. The bags under his eyes were highly noticeable, and the skin under them looked almost bruised. His last hot meal had been six days ago, and his last reasonable cold had been three days ago.
Sleeping he looked troubled, worries of the day ahead manifesting in his barely dulled mind, waiting to pounce on him the second his eyes opened.
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About the same time that Heero was finally falling asleep Wu-Fei and Duos shuttle landed on the air strip of the space port of Colony L4.
Yawning, for it was very late, the two ex-pilots gathered their belongings and walked out into the parking lot. There, as expected, was the long, black limo that belonged to their friend Quatre Rebarba Winner.
"Duo!" The blonde cried, shooting out of the car and hugging the braided youth round his neck.
"Quatre." Duo replied with a grin, "And Trowa!" For the taller man had just clambered out of the car as well. Duo was mildly surprised, for the ex- Heavyarms pilot had refused the blondes invite to the party where he had met up with Heero again, which had upset Quatre considerably, yet here he was. But then, Duo grinned, could anyone refuse Quatre anything for very long?
Quatre released Duo and blushed furiously,
"umm, yes, well, he's visiting. Haven't seen him for a while, friends, just friends!"
"I think not angel!" And with that all the blondes excuses were suddenly null and void, for Trowa had stepped up behind him and wrapped his slender arms round the blondes slender waist.
"I love you!" He kissed the top of the blondes head and shot both Wu-Fei and Duo a look that clearly said, If-you-don't-like-this-then-kiss-my-lions- ass!
Duo grinned, whooped and hugged both his friends, all thoughts of sleep and traces of tiredness gone. "Yeah! Go Tro, you guys finally did it, man, I was beginning to think you would never pick up on any of Quats hints, I was wondering if I was gonna need to hit ya round the head with my old beam scythe!! OOOoor I could have gotten Deathsythe to trample you a few times OOOoor.. Ah never mind!" Duo grinned manically at his two friends.
Quatre blushed redder than ever and Trowa smiled slightly, his arms releasing the blondes waist, but one hand firmly clasped itself round one of Quatres smaller ones.
"See Angel, I told you nothing like this would phase Duo, it seems to have ruffled Wu-Fei slightly, but I'm sure he will live through it."
Snorting, Wu-Fei picked up the bag he had dropped and stomped over towards the limo. They all knew that he wasn't really bothered, but if he didn't make an issue out of it, well, he just wouldn't have been the same old Wu- Fei, he'd let it drop in a few days.
Quatre nodded and then, gesturing at his car he said. "its cold, and late, well, early, we should get home, I'm sure you both need a good nights sleep, you especially Duo!
The group all clambered into the limo and were soon speeding down the motorway to Quatres estate.
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BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP
BLEEPBLEE----
Heeros hand landed on top of his obnoxious alarm clock. He hated that incessant bleeping, but it got him up. It was Seven Am. He had had his quota of sleep and had to get to the office on time, because knowing his luck recently, today would be the one day that Stranger decided to call early.
After staggering into the bathroom, he regarded himself in the mirror, he really did look a mess. It was no wonder his boss kept trying to convince him to take a few days off as paid sick leave, but he always managed to get out of it, no matter how much he needed the sleep he had to stay at work, and work over time until Stranger called him.
He yawned, he had never felt this weak, he never had any energy any more, but he had to carry on, he knew that he was slowly killing himself, he knew that bending to that psycho's every whim would be the end of him, but what else could he do. The difference between sleep and slavery was life or death, But it wasn't his life in the balance.
He showered, dried himself and pulled on his clothes, all of which now needed to be held up with belts for they were at least one size too big for him, two or three in some cases, so drastic had his weight loss been.
He went into the kitchen poured himself a glass of water and opened his fridge, empty, he hadn't been shopping the whole time he had been here, Stranger had kept him rooted to the phone the entire day, letting him go early each morning after the shops had shut.
Sighing he checked through each of the small cupboards and finally came across a small cereal bar, which he pocketed before leaving the flat.
He walked to work, slowly eating the cereal bar and arrived at his office at five minutes to eight, the clerk let him in, despite it being to early really, they were so used to Heero turning up early.
Seating himself at his desk Heero grimaced, every bone in his body ached, and his head could have been replaced with a large bandstand for all he could tell.
Giving his throbbing head a slight shake he pulled a large pile of papers towards him, and was just beginning to sort through them when the phone rang.
He grabbed it.
"Nice and early I see Heero!" Came the electronic greeting, "You are such a good boy, because if you were late it would have been bye-bye Duo!!"
"I know it would," Heero grated, immediately on edge. "Which is why I'm here on time."
"My, my, testy this morning aren't we!" Came an overly pleasant reply, "You need to get more sleep Heero, it's ruining your people skills!"
"You want more money?" Heero asked, this had been the kind of task he had been assigned each time before, and he was surprised at the answer.
"No, something bigger today Heero." Stranger replied almost negligently. "Today I need someone killed, and before midday if you please!"
Heero grimaced, he hadn't killed anyone for at least three years, and it wasn't something he ever wanted to do again.
"Who and why?" He asked, trying to think of a way to get out of this situation.
"A friend of someone who worked for me, they let me down, they hold much the same position as you do in fact. Well, as I was saying, they let me down and now they must be punished, and I have chosen you to punish them for me, I hear you are pretty handy with a gun."
"Hn, I don't have a choice do I?"
"No Heero you don't. If the person in question is not stone cold dead by exactly twelve o'clock then, well, we can say goodbye to someone else instead, cant we?"
"Fine. I'll do it!" So this is what he had become, an assassin, not even a paid one, but he would do it for Duo. He would do whatever it took to keep Duo safe."
"Well Heero, I must say I am impressed at your commitment to Duo, even though he left you, most people get far more upset about the prospect of killing, and the chance of being caught!"
"You forget though, I've killed before, and during the wars it didn't pay to get caught!"
Stranger laughed, "As ever Heero, it has been a pleasure talking to you, all the information you will need is in the large brown envelope on your desk, have a nice day, I expect the job done by twelve, and you know the consequences if you fail! I will be calling you tomorrow, at midday, so get some sleep, as it will be Saturday I will call at home, pick up within three rings, and don't be stupid enough to go into work, if you do, kiss Duo goodbye!"
The line went dead.
Heero sifted through the papers on his desk until he found the large envelope, he opened it and choked, the person that Stranger had wanted him to kill was not a man, but a woman, and according to her file she was twenty seven, named Carolina Devon, and was a mother of four year old identical twin girls.
Thus was to be the mans punishment, He had to do to another what he was trying to stop happening to Duo, this was so hypocritical. Stranger was sick, he was sick and twisted, but Heero knew he had no choice but to bend to his will.
He gathered his things together and headed to his bosses office. She was only to happy to let him have the next two days off, so he headed back home.
After the twenty minute walk, and ten minutes of sifting through draws, Heero had found what he had been looking for. His revolver. He slipped it into his trouser pocket and left once again, documents that would help him locate Carolina Devon in hand. It was Nine o'clock. He had three hours.
As he made his way down a new street Heero glanced down at his wrist and cursed himself for not wearing his watch. He knew that at least an hour and a half must have passed and he wasn't even at Readon Street, it was where she lived, and was in the upper class section of the colony, though why anyone would want to live this far from the other colonies was anyone's guess.
After what seemed an age Heero finally reached his destination and a quick glance round told him he would be able to gain the element of surprise and secrecy, and that Mrs Carolina Devon was out.
Cutting across the neatly trimmed lawn Heero reached a large summerhouse. He settled down behind its dark wood panelling to wait.
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The noise of tyres on gravel, but he didn't have long, the artificial sun had reached the highest part of the sky.
The slam of a car door, Heero attached a silencer to his gun, and made sure that the ammunition would kill mercifully.
Heero saw Carolina Devon get out of her car, she was stunning, her husband would be the envy of many, Her husband... How would he feel? She didn't deserve to die, just like Duo she was completely innocent.
She was at the door, in a few seconds she would be beyond his reach, she was sorting through her keys, he raised the gun again.
How would he feel if tomorrow someone was doing this to Duo?
Mrs Devon opened the door and took a step inside, but she would go no further. A split second later a bullet through the side of her head had claimed her life. Her life for the life of another, and, while walking away from the scene, Heero cried.
But his tears would have been worse had he known that mere seconds before he pulled the trigger, the digital clock in Strangers study had changed from 11:59 to 12:00. And Stranger had laughed and picked up the phone to arrange the next link in his chain, the destruction of yet another innocent victim.
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T.B.C ?
Do you think I should? I don't know, I have a few ideas, but I am sort of winging it at the moment!