Interlude II: Doctor G
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Author's note: Sorry for taking so long with Chapter 11. Here's a second interlude to keep y'all busy until I'm done with the chapter. Gomen Nasai! [Sakura123] PS: please be respectful and don't steal any of my ideas or plots. Thank you. Disclaimer: "Change the world" belongs to P.O.D.
Imagine a place only a soul can vision,
the heart of the child who looks, sees, and listens,
paints a picture using every color,
And what he see, he sees it like no other
One word [one word],
a voice unheard,
you change the world,
with everything I know your made of
One word [one word]
a voice unheard,
you can change the world,
if everyone would stop and listen
"Heh, like Maxwell's demon?" Doctor G chuckled in amusement at the young man's wild attitude. Duo smirked sadistically at the reminder of Maxwell Church massacre scowling at the old man. "Not just any demon," He said partly to himself lowering his cap. "I'm the God of Death."
Doctor G frowned at the mention of an almost mythical being spoken in his presence. What drove this boy to call himself Shinigami..... the most feared God in the universe? He thought bringing his hand up to his chin in a curious manner. "Kid, I have a job offer you can't refuse," He said in a persuading tone of voice. Duo blinked at him, clearly confused.
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A fourteen year old Duo followed Doctor G the sweeper's shuttle wondering what this old man could want with him. He was extremely vague about the details about working with him on a protect if he ever wanted to join him and this secret foundation of his.
He gritted his teeth barely managing to keep his temper in check, why did this old geezer have to be so damn annoying?! It was too irritating to think about so Duo kept his mind on something else instead of the elderly man in front of him. "So what's this job your offering me?" Duo asked putting his cap on backward so that the visor was behind him instead of in front of him. G did not answer his question he kept trudging on down the hall leading him by the nose.
Doctor G stopped once at the end of the corridor in front of a huge steel door with an access pad on the right side. Duo was beginning to loose more and more of his patience and self-control as he watched Dr. G place his hand on the access pad's scanner. A green beam of light scanned the elderly man's hand and accepted his hand print and the door opened, Doctor G stepped into the dark room shoving his hands into his laboratory jacket pockets.
Duo followed him in stomping angered by the fact that he did not answer his question he raised his arm and pointed an accusing finger at the pointy nosed man. "I asked you a question! What's this job your gonna offer me old man!" Duo shouted angrily.
G only smiled further amused by his attitude even more. He would be perfect for the job. Doctor G stepped up to the young man with his usual glare. "You need to mellow down Duo, you'll find out soon enough. But first," Doctor G paused as a grin formed upon his features. "I have to know something; are you the survivor of the Maxwell Church massacre, OZ arrested for stealing one of their trucks with a mobile suit on board?"
Duo blinked at him caught off guard by the sudden question. "What's it to you, old man?" He snapped lowering his head. Doctor G's grin widened even more at his response.
"I take it you hate OZ and the alliance?" G asked. Duo took in a sharp intake of breath unsure of where he was taking this question of his. Despite that he nodded in confirmation. "Well, then, congratulations Duo. You've passed the Job interview...... your hired," Dr. G said coolly.
Duo almost lost his footing. "Wh-what? What are you talking about old man?!!" He exclaimed.
Doctor G frowned at Duo and slapped him fiercely across the face knocking him off balance, Duo stumbled but managed to regain his footing before he fell over.
His head shot up quickly Duo glared in sheer rage at the old man in front of him. Doctor G stepped back watching the braided young man rub his cheek to relieve the stinging pain that assaulted it before opening his mouth to speak.
"First of all, you'll call me Doctor G for now on. I much aware of my age I don't need you pointing it out in such a rude tone. Second, I don't care much about your attitude but respect my name that's all I ask of you. Third, the job I've given you is not an easy one. You will undergo vigorous training and disciplined in the ways of piloting a mobile suit."
Duo cocked an eyebrow at him in question. "Mobile suit? Just what are you talking about old man?" Duo asked in question. Doctor G slapped him again this time knocking him on his behind. The braided young man held his cheek in pain looking up at elderly man with tears in his eyes. Doctor G smiled at his reaction. "Its Doctor G, and you'll find out in a second. But I want to know are you willing to give up your life without hesitation?"
Duo nodded uncertain of what he was getting at still. "Good," Doctor G smirked and pressed a button behind him. Duo climbed unto his feet a crack of light illuminated the room as it got bigger, his coalbolt eyes stared at a massive object he couldn't make out until the blinds were halfway up and when he realized what it was his breath was caught in his throat as he left speechless at the very sight.
Doctor G almost laughed aloud at the young man's shocked expression as he turned to stare at his magnificent work art. "Duo I'd like you to introduce you to the Gundam Deathscythe. Once your finished your training you'll be able to pilot this machine," Doctor G explained shortly. The braided teen stared into the lifeless green eyes of the mobile suit then began to scan its body and design.
Duo snapped himself out of his current position and looked to Doctor G with skeptic expression but all the same he was amazed at huge mobile that resided behind the class window in front of him. "Do I have to kill people?" He asked timidly. The elderly man blinked and nodded. Duo went pale in the face which was something G could understand; he was still young and probably was sensitive about the subject of killing.
He'll get used to the subject in due time, He thought confident of Duo's abilities. "Now you'll begin your training in two weeks. I'll explain the bigger picture to you in due time. Understood?" Doctor G asked.
Duo nodded. "Yessir, I do."
"Very good Duo. You'll become a Gundam pilot yet."