Duo tossed uneasily in a fitful sleep. Racked by sorrow and despair and terror, striped of his defensive walls around his emotions, he painfully relived the terrible massacre of his friends and family at the Maxwell church over and over in his haunted dreams. He was alone, alone … to him, it was as tangible as the earth, the incomprehensible yet all to familiar void that grew steadily from his memories into his nightly torments. It did not matter how fast he ran, the explosions only came that much faster. All around him the smell of death tormented his senses, it was overwhelming, the destruction was so overpowering … and then the darkness came. It consumed all the dream leaving the poor boy alone and defenseless.

This time however, something was different, a brilliant sphere of light, a swirling mass of blue, red, and yellow flames surrounded by a iridescent corona of lightning, appeared out of the darkness, driving the shadow away as if it were a living entity. With a dull rending hiss the shadows vanished completely. Dou stared dumbfounded at the glowing Orb as it edged closer to him. The Ball of flame flared suddenly with an intensity that made the sun look like a pocket match, and Duo was forced to shield his eyes from the glare. Suddenly, as it had happened to Heero, a piercing searing pain tore through his back and he doubled over in shock and agony. When the burning, searing pain subsided he was left face to face with the glowing orb.

"Why do you fear you duty Azrael, angel of death, or rather… Duo Maxwell. It is not something to be cast aside! Behold!" before Duo an image of five shadowy figure appeared. "Lo the archangel has already been awakened," Duo gasped as the center being faded into sharp detail. "He-Heero?!" the voice of the orb continued "Yes He is known also as Michael the chief angel," the voice explained " but look now closely on the one standing to the far right, Duo." Duo turned, and all speech left him, for before him was himself! Dressed in black armor of a curious design but it was undoubtedly his face… but, this Duo had a pair of large black dragon wing hanging haphazardly behind him. "I don't have …" Duo paused, and … felt behind his back, his eyes going wide " … I do have … "

That was as far as his dream got, because at that moment Heero Yuy burst into the American's room like an enraged rhino.

"Duo, GET UP NOW!" With a hollow thwack Heero placed a sharp blow on the lazy America's head

"YAAAGH WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?!" Duo Yelled holding his head with one hand and trying to find the lamp with the other.

"We are going to visit NERV … remember?" was it just him, or did Duo see a rather bemused smirk on the Captain's face?

"Wha? … oh heheh forgot all about that." Duo remarked lazily replied

"Duo … put this on" Heero tossed the priest a black greatcoat

"why would I need…" Duo stammered

Heero grabbed the left lapel of his own coat and pulled the shoulder down, revealing the peak of his double pair of snowy wings, "these don't exactly help us much in this world, unless you want get killed!"

Duo turned facing the mirror on his wall, *great…* Heero muttered *he's got that smile on his face again*

"YEEEES!!! I AM DEATH I AM SHINIGAMI I AM AZRAEL ANGEL OF THE LAST HARVEST"

*idiot*