Saiph Taeveryn, back again and I kept my promise to update on Fridays (even though it's the evening...I was Christmas Shopping...ug...). This time I have Chapter 3. (Sly evil smile)

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Chapter 3: The Real Prince Teolyn

Heero sat in Wing Zero watching what was suppose to be an enemy facility. The thing was, there was no one anywhere in sight. But that didn't fool Heero. It just made him all the more certain that Quatre had guessed right about the abandoned base. He was waiting. Duo was to make the first move….damn. That thought brought back unwanted memories that he instantly clamped down on. Heero refused to ever think of the braided idiot like that ever again. Thinking like that had already once somehow gotten him into Duo's bed…

But that wasn't now, that was the past. What was important now was the mission and the rescue of Prince Teolyn.

"02, in position and ready for infiltration," Heero gave a slight nod, even though no one would see it. They were using a secure radio frequency too high to detect for communication. That had been Duo.

"Alright, commence Operation Frog Prince 02," was Quatre's reply over the radio. "Remember, three beeps this time, not four."

"Gotcha 04," Duo replied. Then he was gone. Deathscyth was well hidden and was actually sitting this one out. Duo was better solo on this particular mission. His Gundam was really only for a worst case scenario. Actually all the Gundams were to be used only if nessesary. It was of the highest priority to ensure Prince Teolyn's safety.

Five minutes passed, then 10. Heero sat back and listened, waiting for the signal over the radio system. Trowa and him would enter next. Quatre and Wufei would stay behind in case reinforcements showed up, just on the off possibility. All way's best to cover you're rear flank. Then there it was, one….two…three high pitched short beeps over the radio system.

"01, commencing second phase," Heero stated quickly as he exited Zero. He briefly saw Trowa for a moment as he made his way noiselessly towards the abandoned base.

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"How 'bout we just kill the kid and get it over with already. There's nothing more to do with him," Teo heard one of the guards holding him up state. For the life of him he hoped they would all agree with the guard. They'd already done some pretty brutal things to him, things he'd rather forget about. But what really worried him was where the current conversation was heading.

Their high Commander, a large man and not in the fat sense either, (Teo guessed it was probably all muscle) was laughing at the moment.

"This pesky brat?" The High Commander asked. The next thing Teo knew the man had his hand under his chin and pulled his head up brusquely, forcing him to look into the mans eyes. They were brown, not a pleasant brown either. "You lack imagination Varent. The brat's to be put through living hell before we kill him. Those were the orders of the General."

"I know sir, but we already put him though a number of different tortures, enough to break most civilians too sir," Varent replied. Inside Teolyn breathed a sigh of relief. At least someone was partially on his side.

"Really?" The High Commander hadn't broken eye contact yet, neither had Teolyn. He wasn't about to lose at this little contest of dominance. Never would he let them break him, no matter what. But he hurt like hell and couldn't ever remember hurting this much. It was all he could do to stay conscious. This bastard in his face didn't make things any better either.

"He doesn't look broken in yet Varent," The High Commander stated, finally breaking away by letting Teo's head drop. He had the distinct feeling that that bastard was going to be the bane of his existence, or at least his sanity before he was through. "Leave him with me. I'll break him,"

Those last three words felt like they'd come straight out of hell itself to Teolyn. He knew what this Commander had planed…and he refused to go down with such disgrace and humiliation. So he took the matter into his own hands, if he was going to die, rather sooner then later. He gathered what little energy he had left and looked around, forming a plan as he did so. There were the two soldiers holding him up, the High Commander, and what looked to be a message boy in the room. The message boy looked only a little younger then he was, probably still a trainee. He figured he could take out the two holding him, but the Commander would be a challenge.

So he put his hastily made plan into action, elbowing the soldier to his left, Varent, point blank in the groin as hard as he could. The man went down moments later with an expression of mostly excruciating pain but also some surprise. As he fell Teolyn made a grab for the gun at his belt. Once it was securely in his hand he turned and shot the other guard beside him, nailing him in the chest. Last was the Commander, but when Teolyn turned to shoot at him he was shocked to find the Commander face down on the floor already dead. He saw the message boy, gun out and pointed at him… or wait, just past him. He shot, killing Varent.

"Who are you?" Teolyn asked as the boy's gun in turn was aimed at him.

"Drop the gun," the boy said. Teo did as told, setting the gun he'd taken from Varent into the ground. The boy came over and pulled Teolyn to his feet roughly. "You hurt?"

Teolyn merely looked at him very much surprised. He had very purple eyes and auburn hair pulled back into a very long braid. Even though he was wearing the same uniform as the others Teolyn believed he was not with them. He looked down at the gun, weighing whether this boy would really shoot him or not. Finally he settled on the idea that the boy would if he had to, judging from his expression at least.

"I'm well enough to stand if that's what you mean," Teolyn countered harshly. It was the entire opposite of how he really felt but he couldn't let this boy know that. In truth Teolyn was far from not hurt. He had a number of large cuts and broken bones, all of which he was trying to hide. To top it off he was feeling quite faint, probably from blood loss.

"Listen your Majesty…" that word came across with too much biting criticism to ignore, "I'm risking my butt to get you outta here so you better show at least some gratitude." With that he led, or more precisely pushed, Teolyn out of the room and down the hall silently.

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Heero had infiltrated the base quite easily since Duo had made it into the control room locking all the electronic doors from there. Trowa was right behind him, they were to meet up with Duo who should have Prince Teolyn secure by now and take care of any squadrons not locked in a room. They hadn't seen anyone yet, but both had heard footsteps from an adjoining hall. So they had stopped and were waiting in perfect ambush position for the unsuspecting to enter their hall.

"Hey, kid, you ok?" Heero froze. It was Duo. Trowa had recognized the voice as well judging from his expression.

"I'm fine," was the reply of another, a voice discernable as that of the Prince Teolyn.

"You don't look so good" Duo responded, worried. He had looked over to find the Prince remarkably pale. Something wasn't right and he intended to find out what it was. "If there's something wrong you'd better tell me now."

"There's nothing a wrong!" Teolyn replied, not at all wanting to get questioned anymore. Unfortunately that made him dizzy, to the point that he fell. Before he knew it he was on the ground looking up at tiny stars whirling around overhead.

"Hey!" Duo dropped instantly to his side waving a hand in front of Teolyn's face. "Hey, what'd they do to you?"

It was then that Heero chose to round the corner, Trowa following with a questionable look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Trowa asked as he kneeled beside Duo, looking over Teolyn.

"I don't know. With my luck the bastard's just faking it to pull one over on us. He took out two guards on his own," Duo explained, trying hard to keep it form sounding like he'd been impressed, which was the truth since he had hardly expected a move like that from the Crowned Prince of the Earth Sphere.

Trowa shook his head slightly.

"I don't think he's faking it Duo. Look," Trowa pointed to a spot on Teolyn's shirt where the blood was beginning to seep through.

"They did say something about torturing him. He didn't seem so bad though," Duo replied, eyeing the blood patch curiously. "And he was walking fine until now."

Heero looked down to see Teolyn looking up at him with a look, if Heero didn't know any better, of recognition. He made a mental note to question the Prince on it after they got somewhere secure. But at the moment it would have to wait. They had to get out before reinforcements arrived.

"Pick him up if you have to," Heero said, looking at Trowa as he did so. Trowa gave a brief nod and picked the limp Prince off of the floor and over one shoulder.

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After he'd fallen Teolyn had noticed that the one boy was joined by two more. One of the newcomers had called the original Duo. So that was the name of his liberator. There was one of the new boys though, the one with dark brown hair and cobalt eyes, that looked remarkably familiar. He must have seen him before somewhere. Teolyn didn't get much of a chance to think about it though, because shortly after his world went black.

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So that's Chapter 3. Again a reminder that reviews are greatly appreciated.

Thanks to Silver Cateyes for the review! I'm still debating whether or not to stick those two back together. They used to be, but things could have changed (mostly on Heero's side). Oh, and sorry for the slight cliffhanger. It wasn't intentional. I hope you like this chapters ending better.

And I promise Wufei will get a bigger part in the next chapter. I haven't meant to ignore him.