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Little Angel Chapter 15
Wu fei stopped and listened. Yep, he had heard gunshots. And someone screaming, other than the guards that is. Once again he ran forward, cutting a sharp, right turn and nearly collided with a wall. His leg hit something metallic. Glancing down Wu fei saw a bomb, waiting to be set off by remote. Kneeling on one knee he studied it, taking notice of the sturcture and wiring. It all pointed to Duo. Smirking Wu fei sprinted down the corridor.
He finally found the security room. Fei skidded to a halt, catching himself on the doorframe. A quick survey of the room told him a few things. Usagi and Duo were hurt badly, Heero was plugging the wounds, Trowa was gathering evidence and information, and Quatre held ChibiUsa, trying to sooth her. A bullet hole in the wall to the left of him a few clues. Someone had managed to keep Pavillion from shooting anyone else. Speak of the devil. Against a wall lay the remains of Pavllion, half his head decorating the place.
"You're late," ChibiUsa sniffed, trying to sound accusing.
"Ran into a bit of trouble along the way," he replied absent mindedly. ChibiUsa let out a sob and ran to him, hugging his knees and crying. Wu fei stared with wide eyes.
"I know, I know," she cried, attempting to regain her composure,"this just proves that I'm a weak little girl. But I don't care right now, Ferret Face."
Rather akwardly, Fei put his arms around the small child's shaking shoulders. Rini looked up at him questioningly. "I think," he said slowly, "you deserve the right to cry. There is no shame in it." Giving one last, assuring squeeze he pushed her away gently. Returning his attention to the group he frowned.
"I am correct in assuming that this is your handy work, Yuy?" He nodded his head in the direction of the corpse. Heero didn't glance up.
"Actually," he replied through gritted teeth, "that was Quatre."
Chang stared at Winner, amused. Quatre blushed lightly, then shrugged as if to say, "What? Wouldn't you do the same?"
"But I would've..prefered," Heero continued, "to cut their legs off at the knee with a rusty saw, cut their skin off, while they're hanging by their tounges, and then dragging them through a lot by a chain attached to a car, surrounded by other cars with a nice amount of bombs attached. Although I think making them blow up is a bit too nice for them."
"Mmm, how plesent," Trowa mumbled. "No more Punisher(1) for you."
"How will I survive?"
"I noticed the bombs in the halls," Wu fei interjected. "Where's the switch?"
Heero muttered a curse. "On Duo. Let's hope it didn't get ruined by the bullet."
It wasn't. Usagi regained some form of conciousness. "E-Emerson..."
"Shut up, Bunny. Don't worry about him, he'll get it eventually. Trowa, are you done?"
"Have been for a while, and yeah, the Preventers have been called. A team is en route now."
"Right, lets move out." Heero carefully picked up Usagi while Trowa carried Duo. Rini insisted on walking but ended up being carried by Wu fei because her legs would not support her. They were out in minuets, the remaining troops having left. The rest littered the ground.
"Did ya hafta kill 'em?" asked an apalled ChibiUsa.
"Would you have prefered them killing us?" stated Wu fei. ChibiUsa kept her mouth shut. Once out of range, Heero rechecked the make-shift bandages and without glancing back pressed the detonation switch. A low rumble erupted from the building before finally going up in flames. In the distance, or what seemed that way, a man screamed in agony. Curious, Trowa scouted around a bit. He came back trying to hide a satisfied smile.
"Emerson. He was trying to escape but the blast caught him."
The stink of burning flesh caught their nostrils. "I think you've got an idea of what happened. Still want to hang him by his tounge?" Trowa added turning to 01.
Heero remained silent for a while. The coldness in his voice stood out as he sp0ke. "No. Let him burn." An evil smile played his lips. "Consider it a practice run for Hell."
(1) "The Punisher"--not mine but a kick-ass movie you guys. Heero's little thing about the lot and cars comes from that movie.