45
By Mahan Mayhem
This is the third part in my ongoing series about the various people in Gundam wing. Just to let you all know, none of these fics have anything in common with each other. So read on and enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, or the band Shinedown, or their song "45"
Warnings: Angst, Death, Violence, and Adult situations
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Mentions of 5xSally 1xR, and 2xH (Don't flame, it was easier this way)
Just for your information, the text Written in bold italics is the song lyrics regular italics denote thinking.
45
Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Wu-Fei walked to the book shelf and pulled down a photo album. He slowly walked to his couch and sat down. He then opened the book and began flipping through the pages. Most of the pictures were of Sally and him; others were of his fellow Gundam pilots. He paused as he came to one particular picture.
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
It was a picture of him with all the other pilots. They were sitting on the grass at some park. Heero was on the left end of the picture. He was just looking at the camera with a smile on his face; it was just a small smile, but still a smile. Trowa was seated on the right end. He had a big smile on his face, and one hand was raised up as if to say hi.
In these times of doing what you're told
Keep these feelings, no one knows
Duo was in the middle; he had his arms around both Quatre and himself. A beaming smile was plastered on his face. Quatre was eyes were closed but it was clearly evident that he was laughing. Wu-Fei chuckled silently as he gazed upon himself. A small part of his face was covered by his hand. But it did not cover the smile on his face.
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
The picture brought back a flood of memories; memories of better days. It was a time of peace, and all the pilots were adjusting to a lifestyle without war. They started families and were living the lives they've always wanted. But as he thought about the picture, a heavy sadness engulfed his heart. That picture was taken over 50 years ago; and it was the last time they were all together.
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
Swimming through the ashes of another life
A month later is when the deaths began. One by one each of his friends died off. It was almost unreal. The people who he fought with and ultimately became friends with were gone. It wasn't supposed to be this way; none of them deserved their fates. And all that was left were questions that could never be answered. The only thing he knew is that he was the last one left.
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
"Why me, why did I get to live,
it's not right. They were better than me, they deserved to live. Why did they
die?"
It was a question that ran through his head every day; a question with no answer. A sharp feeling of guilt set in as he remembered the deaths of each of his friends
Send a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
Duo was the first to go, and it hit Wu-Fei the hardest. Despite some differences the two forged a bond that was unbreakable… or so he thought. Duo had gone to pickup a small supply of equipment. But on the way there he was struck by a semi that had run a red light. He was killed instantly. His best friend was gone just like that. It was almost too for him much too bear, but for another it was. A month after his death, his girlfriend Hilde committed suicide.
In a box high up on the shelf,
left for you, no one else
About year later Heero was killed. This came as a shock to everyone. This is a man who had been to hell and back. Wu-Fei was all but certain that he would be the last to die, but it was not to be. He had been on a shuttle with his wife Relena. The flight had gone well but something happened on the landing. No one knows exactly what happened but the shuttle did not stop when it entered the hanger. It crashed into the colony in a fiery explosion, there were no survivors.
There's a piece of a puzzle known as life
Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight
Trowa Barton died a few years later. His sister Catherine and he were still performing at the circus. During a routine high wire act Trowa made a mistake. It seemed so unnatural that someone as calm and focused as Trowa would mess up, but it happened. He missed Catherine's hand and fell to his death. Catherine never did recover and blamed herself for the entire thing. Not much later she quit the circus and was never heard from again.
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
Quatre lived on for about another 15 years. He never married, but he
did adopted two kids of his own. He loved them dearly and raised them as any
father would. But one night he decided to go out for a walk. He had neglected
an escort and left, he did not return. The next morning he was found in an
alley. He was beaten, stabbed but still clinging to life. Wu-Fei visited him in
the hospital; it was the last time they talked together. The conversation was
short but tearful. With his last ounce of strength Quatre asked Wu-Fei to raise
his kids. A few minutes later he was dead.
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
Swimming through the ashes of another life
Despite all the tragedies in his life there had always been one person to help him through it all, Sally Po. He had always admired her strength and determination. So it was only natural that they would be together. As Quatre's last wish they raised his sons as there own, and the two turned out to be very successful in life. Despite every thing that had happened, they lived a good life. But one day everything collapsed.
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Sally had develop cancer and was given only a few months to live. As
each day went by she became weaker and weaker. It came to a point where she
couldn't even walk by herself. Throughout the whole ordeal Wu-Fei was by her side
doing everything he could to help. But all he could do was watch as she
eventually passed away.
Everyone's pointing their fingers
Always condemning me
Wu-Fei's life afterwards had been nothing short of a downward spiral. His son's had jobs on different colonies and he could rarely see them. So he spent most of his days at home, drinking away his sorrows. He felt like he was no longer a human being. Every day was a haze, he began losing track of time, not that it mattered to him anymore.
And nobody knows what I believe
I believe
"What have I've become…, I'm non-longer fit to call myself a warrior. I've lived while you all died, and what have I done, I wasted my whole life away. I've let you all down, especially you Sally. You told me to live the best life I've could, and I failed you…"
Wu-Fei reached underneath the coffee table and pulled out a same case.
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
Swimming through the ashes of another life
"Duo, Heero, Quatre, Trowa… my comrades… my friends. I'm happy all of you were in my life. I don't regret any of our time together, you guys were the best thing that ever happened to me. I love you all and will always cherish are friendship. Sally, I loved you more than anything in the world. You were my everything, my life. Soon we'll be together again."
Wu-Fei opened the case and pulled out a pistol. He checked to make sure there was a round in it.
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
"Good bye."
He raised the gun up to his head and closed his eye. His finger was on the trigger, it would be all over soon. Suddenly he felt his grip on the gun loosen; it was almost as if someone was taking the gun right out of his hand. As the gun fell to the ground, he heard a faint voice that sounded exactly like Sally's.
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
Swimming through the ashes of another life
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
"Don't give up yet, please live for me."
Wu-Fei crumpled to the ground, and for the first time since Sally's funeral, he cried. He cried until no more tears would come out. He ran a hand through his hair and slowly picked himself up off the ground. He then noticed that a photo had fallen out of the album. When he looked at the picture a small smile came across his face. It was a photo of him and Sally. It was the night they had became engaged. As he gazed over the picture he came to a decision. He may not know where his life was headed, but he was going to live it the best way he could.
End
Took me long enough to update this series. Anyways I hope you liked it, even if you didn't, than that's cool. Just be sure to be nice and review.
Peace