Promenade
By: Camigwen
- Chapter 11 -
Sneaking into Area 51 wasn't too hard for Duo--he'd broke into more heavily guarded bases when he was fifteen-years-old. He was a bit disappointed that breaking into the base didn't give him more of a challenge. It had been a long time since he'd gone into a secret base that he knew nothing about, and it no longer excited him. The rush you got from knowing you could get caught...was gone.
Perhaps it was worry that was overpowering his other emotions. Last time someone he knew was captured and held prisoner, it was Relena during Mariemaia's coup d'état. Then again, he was never as close to Relena as he was to Haruka.
Okay, maybe he wasn't that close to Haruka. However, a strong sense of obligation influenced him to rescue her. There was just something about her that made him feel like he owed her.
He rounded a corner and as if on cue, a group of guards engaged him. Instantly, he turned and bolted down an adjoining hallway. The guards were close behind him, but he was going to avoid confrontation as best he could, but if necessary, he would fight.
He secluded himself in a shadowy corner as an FBI agent, fury written all over his face, stepped out of a nearby room, shouting about always having to do things himself.
When the agent was out of sight, Duo slipped unnoticed into the room he had emerged from. He softly pushed the door shut behind him, sighing in relief.
That had been a little too easy.
The room appeared to be some sort of control room. He scoffed, realizing that the room was vacant. He expected more of the famed FBI, but apparently it was no longer the glory that it was during the 20th Century. If he were a thief, he could easily swipe something and sell it for a pretty penny. However, he had other important matters to attend to.
Duo walked around the room, surveying the premises. He began by the doorway and slowly made his way to the wall opposite the door. There were no control stations on this wall, just a large mirror that nearly covered the wall's span.
He squinted at his reflection, finding it a bit blurry. As he stepped closer, he soon realized that it wasn't a mirror, but a window.
He peered through the window and what he saw made his heart ache.
He'd found what he was looking for.
In the corner of a white padded room was Haruka, huddled up with her legs drawn up to her chest.
Instantly, he searched for a door of some kind and smirked in satisfaction as he located one on the west edge of the mirror. He bolted towards and quickly, using the codes Heero had taught him, broke through the door's security systems and burst into the room.
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Michiru pressed her fingers to her temples. "We're not even sure that it is a new enemy, Rei," she said to the image of the raven-haired woman displayed on the screen of her communicator.
"Enemy or not," the Martian Senshi responded, "we have to do something about this, Michiru. Whoever captured Haruka captured her for a reason."
"Are you positive it's reason of Senshi matters?" Even though she wanted Haruka back more than anyone, she wasn't about to point fingers at anyone or jump to conclusions. "Even though Haruka teleported right before their eyes, they may just think she's some random alien rather than assume right away that she's a Sailor Senshi."
"What else could it be!?"
Well, she did have a point… Why else would someone capture Haruka? "Look Rei, I'll contact you as soon as Usagi and I come to a decision. Until then, I have some matters to take care of."
Rei sighed, "Alright. I'll be awaiting your call."
The screen went blank and Rei's image faded.
Standing from her chair, Michiru made her way out of her quarters and through the Preventer building, bound for Duo's office. Accidentally, she made a wrong turn and ended up down a corridor with a dead end.
She stopped and turned around, glancing at her surroundings and trying to figure out where she took a wrong turn.
Suddenly, an extremely furious Colonel Yuy brushed past her in a murderous rage. Colonels Chang, Barton, and Winner soon emerged and rushed to catch up with the angry officer.
Michiru stood unblinking for a moment, then shrugged it off. Despite her curiosity in what had pissed Heero Yuy off, she had more important matters to attend to. She continued on walking--
"Wait a second…" Turning she glanced in the direction in which the Colonels had come from. There were no doors, just a solid blank wall at the dead end.
Deciding that her mind was playing tricks on her, she once again continued on.
Eventually, she found her way again and made it to Duo's office. When she arrived, Heero, Trowa, Quatre, and WuFei were crowded around the doorway; Quatre was obviously trying to calm down a still angry Heero.
She jumped as cold blue eyes locked onto her form, the glare emitting from them making her shiver.
Pushing past the other three, Heero stormed down the hallway. Michiru watched in confusion as he made his way back the way he came with his party of three in close pursuit.
"Odd."
Finally able to do what she had originally set out to, she entered Duo's office, only to find the room vacant. Where was he? What could be so important that he'd just leave without--
Colonel Barton…
Instantly, it clicked. Trowa and Duo were both Gundam Pilots. Both of them didn't have many friends, mostly--from what she observed--they hung out with only Heero, Quatre, and WuFei. Did that mean that those three were Gundam Pilots?
The Gundams had been destroyed shortly after Mariemaia Kushrinada's coup d'état. However, she'd heard rumors circulating about that the Gundams had been rebuilt.
Could Duo have…?
Michiru flipped open her communicator. "Usagi? Yes. Listen, I think Duo's gone after Haruka…"
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Haruka lifted her head to see a blurry figure coming towards her. Good Gods, not again. They'd already injected her with God knows how much crap and just as she was beginning to regain her vision, they were going to inject her again.
She sat motionless in the corner she'd taken refuge in, awaiting Sewell's mockery. However, mockery did not come.
Instead, the blurry figure kneeled beside her, reaching out an arm, and hesitating, lightly placed a hand on her shoulder.
Her head raised higher and she dropped the arm that was secluding her face and scooted a little father back into her corner.
The hand remained on her shoulder.
Squinting, she studied the hand. It wasn't flesh, at least not on the surface. As her vision cleared more, she could see that the hand was clad in some sort of thick black material. Her eyes trailed up along the arm, to the shoulder, and finally came to rest upon the face.
Her breath caught in her throat and she shook her head fiercely, telling herself that her mind was playing tricks on her again. He hadn't come to rescue her. She was simply hallucinating due to the drugs in her system.
Bolting to her feet in one shaky movement, she wrenched her shoulder from the hand's grasp and hobbled as fast as she could to the other side of the room. Damned drugs were affecting her motor functions.
The hallucination followed, this time moving in front of her, blocking her path.
She mustered her best glare and willed her mind to make him disappear. But, he stayed. Growling, she decided that she could walk right through him. She tried this theory out, but bumped into him and stumbled back.
What the hell?
Reaching out a shaky hand, she touched her fingertips to the smooth material of the black suit he adorned. She flattened her palm out and ran her hand down the material, feeling the warmth of his body through the suit.
Well, she'd give her hallucinations credit: they were damned good with the realism thing.
Her hand still in place, she looked up at him. Much to her dismay, a surge of dizziness swept over her and she began to wobble.
Stepping forward she fell towards the hallucination. She might as well indulge herself with something, even if she'd wake up later bruised on the hard floor.
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Duo caught her as she fainted, pulling her now light body into his arms. As soon as he was sure that he had a good grip on her, he turned and walked out of the room with her cradled against him, and silently kept through the base until he made his way out the way he came.
Half way to the Zero, he turned around and looked back at the base. Again, that had been way too easy.
Deciding not to complain and stand there with a glowing neon 'Attack Me' sign about their heads, he continued on towards the Zero.
He had to bite his tongue to keep himself from swearing aloud as he came to the borrowed Gundam only to find that the cloak and fallen and there was no a small swarm of FBI agents pelting it with bullets.
Quickly, he ducted behind a bush and settled Haruka into his lap as he pulled out one of the handy new devices Heero and Quatre had developed recently. It had never been tested, so he hoped to the Gods that it would work.
As he set the device for a specified time, he groaned at the sound of bullets clanking off the Gundanium armor. What did those moronic agents think they were doing? All they were accomplishing was scratching the paint--
"Oh shit," he whispered silently, "the paint's getting scratched. Heero is so gonna kill me."
"Not if I kill you first," a very groggy Haruka whispered as she squinted up at him, touched his cheek with her hand, then fainted once more.
Duo smoothed her hair, then gathered up the device in his hand and chunked it at the agents. He ducked, leaning over Haruka in order to protect her from whatever might come their way.
When all seemed clear, he slowly rose and looked around. All the agents lay in a dead sleep, immobile, and would stay that way for a few hours at the least.
Gathering Haruka back into his arms, he carefully stepped over the bodies and got back into the Gundam. Settling Haruka back into his lap, he gripped the controls and took off.
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Agent Sewell smirked.
"Sir," his second in command, Royjay, informed him, "they've escaped. How come you didn't send back up troops or even the properly train squadrons against him."
Again, he smirked. "Just relax, Royjay, all is going according to plan…"
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To be continued…
I do not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon; I am simply a fan.
AN: Geez, it took me forever to update. I promise it won't happen again. I had writer's block for a while there, but now I'm buzzing with ideas. =D
03/27/04
