Secrets of the Gods

I unfortunately don't own the G-boys; if I did I would be much happier, wallowing in money. But I don't so don't bother suing; I don't have anything, I'm a poor college student people! Unless of course you want a couple blood thirsty dust bunnies....I got plenty of those. Comments are always appreciated....craved actually. REVIEWS!!! I NEED REVIEWS. Uh...sorry....I'm ok now. So please, review; let me know what you liked, what you didn't, the good, the bad and the ugly basically. However flames will be laughed at, so I wouldn't even bother.

REVIEWER RESPONSES:

inthefire2002: I'm sorry, I dunno why I put your name on there, I knew that wasn't you who said that. I guess thats what I get for updateing in the wee hours of the morning, huh. ANyway, I'm glad you enjoy the story! Hands winged duo plushie and halloween candy hope you enjoy!

Ravensblack: I explain that a bit in this next chappie...but I don't go into details...I'll get into that later. Basically it's just that the boys didn't notice...sorta like the whole superman concept of how can a pair of glasses make you not recognize the guy who saves your ass all the time...

Comechatcha: Interesting name.....anyway, you'll just have to wait an see what Wuffies and Heero's reactions are....grin

priscel: I'm sorry...I had to end it there....I was fallin asleep on the key board! after having about five times where kjdshfkdhfdjf was all that was on my page I had to admit it was time to close shop...lol.

Mithros: Yeah, I had to make DUo's life a bit easier...I mean they were getting chased by all sorts of things, I couldn't give her anymore trouble....that comes later.

Windy River: Here ya go...meesa updated! Hope you like!

Now, on with the show..er...fic.....

Chapter 4

I sat, my back against the cold damp wall of the prison cell, we had been thrown into. Only a small bit of light filtered though the grill on the cell door, but I could see perfectly well in the blackness. Trowa sat next to me, arms shackled a lot like mine; bolted to the floor, and lovely shackles on our ankles as well. Wufei was further away then Trowa, and was forced to practically hang with his arms shackled to the wall above him. His eyes were closed and his breathing was even. I bet he's meditating. I thought, conserving his strength and clearing his mind for our future escape. Heero and Duo were still out there, as long as OZ didn't capture them, then we wouldn't be here very long.

Suddenly the cell door opened, and two figures were thrown inside. One fought, attempting to escape and swearing in Japanese....Heero. The other didn't move as they were dragged across the floor and shackled to said floor. Our captors eventually got Yuy in restraints, and he was left as Wufei had been, practically hanging from his arms.

Damn, so much for rescue.

"So they got you too." Wufei muttered, I could see him turn his head to look at Heero.

"hn." Heero grunted; annoyed that the Chinese pilot had to point out the obvious.

"What the hell happened to Duo?" I asked, as my eyes finally readjusted enough for me to see my friend. Duo's long braid had come partially unraveled and was caked with blood and dirt; her face was smeared with blood, and her black shirt looked like someone had dumped a gallon of water on her...though I was willing to stake my life on that it was not water that was on her. The smell of it filled the room. The metallic coppery scent of normal blood, plus the stronger more acidic scent of her demonic blood. I could hear the soft gurgle whenever she breathed in...punctured lung probably; and her arm was lying at a very bizarre angle. "Duo..." I called softly, Shinigami... Duo's eyes fluttered open. "O...din..." she rasped; I could feel the pain rolling off her in waves; enough that I was beginning to ache and feel nauseous. She lapsed back into silence, and I heard her breath even out. If she got to relaxed; her human form might die; I had no intention of experimenting with my friend on whether or not a reincarnated god can truly die like a mortal.

"DUO!" I called; "Don't you dare go to sleep!"

"Why there's not much else to do at the moment, might as well sleep." Wufei stated, I could tell he was giving me a strange look.

"Fine, you sleep. Duo can't if sh...if he does then he might die...can't you smell how much blood he's lost? And judging from the way he responded I'm gonna guess he has a concussion as well." I stated, no longer caring whether it sounded strange or if the boys would wonder how I knew all I did about Duo's condition even though I couldn't see him.

"He's right." Heero replied; "Duo."

Duo stirred at the sound of his voice, "DUO." He repeated with more emphasis. Normally when Heero called there was an almost instant response. "02 STATIS!" Heero barked. Duo jerked awake. "Wha..."

"Statis 02." Heero repeated his cobalt eyes pinpointed exactly where Duo was by her voice.

"Bullet wound....in...chest....Arrow lodged in shoulder...." Duo lay there a few moment catching her breath, and probably taking inventory; "B-broken arm....broke...ribs..... ....and bl...blood loss...."

"Shit." Wufei hissed, now the Chinese fool was worried; I could feel the waves of worry coming off him, off all the pilots. Tell me I don' know what I'm doing...feh.

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A long time later; my internal clock said it was twilight of the next day; when I heard footsteps in the hall.

"Someone's coming." I said, all the pilots tensed, all except Duo. Duo had slipped into unconsciousness about six hours into captivity, and hadn't woken once since. Her heart was very faint, but still there; I could just barely hear it over the pounding of the other pilot's hearts.

Our cell door opened with a quiet WHOOSH and three large bear of men walked into the room, followed a smaller man. The three bears stood back while the small guy, a man with dark midnight blue hair and storm gray eyes, looked us over.

"Well, what do you think boys?" the man asked the bears, as he grabbed hold of Wufei's chin to examine him. "Kind of young to be terrorists; yet they're quite a nice find in any case."

"Try saying that when I'm not shackled, coward." Wufei spat, his onyx eyes burning with fury. The man smirked, and continued to examine the 'goods'. I glared at him when he stopped next to me; unfortunately my human body was not as intimidating as it once was. Being a cute blonde Arabian with big aqua eyes; rather then a big burly Viking god with one eyes, has its downsides.

Then he walked over to Duo, and stared down at her.

"Well, well....what have we got here boys." He said, running a finger down Duo's jaw. I growled low in my throat; anger making me forget that humans aren't supposes to growl; and certainly sweet little angels aren't. The man ran his hand down Duo's neck and to her shirt, then he pulled a knife from his belt, and cut through all her blood stained clothes; ripping the fabric away from her wounds. Duo came awake with a snarl; instincts honed by living of the streets of L2 as well as countless centuries spent in the dark reaches of Hell instantly came into play. Duo slashed at the man; raking him across the chest leaving long deep bloody gouges. She lunged again, only to be brought up short by the chains her pain filled mind had forgotten about. Duo growled, the sound vibrated deep in the bones; a sound that should have been reserved for only the fiercest of creatures. Everyone starred at her. And no, it was not because Duo had suddenly snapped awake and was fighting, or that she was growling like a furious wolf, or that if you looked closely that her teeth had lengthened into fangs, or that her eyes seemed to glow an eerie violet....no none of this is what held the attention of the seven other men in the room. No what held their attention; was the band around Duo's chest, the one that was soaked with blood that bound her breasts in place to prevent them from getting in her way, and had hid them effectively from her enemies and her comrades.

"D-duo???" Heero whispered.

But Duo didn't hear him; her mind was filled with anger and the urge to hunt, to replenish the blood her body had lost. I could feel the coldness that radiated off her like a furnace. Unconsciously I froze; remembering the rumors I had heard about the creatures of Hell. They were rumored to be ferocious beasts that craved blood and longed for the scent of fear on the wind as they hunted down their prey. Rumors claimed that because the demons who lived in the underworld were there for the purpose of punishment, that they developed a twisted sort of pleasure in their methods. In that instant I knew that those rumors were true. Being a half breed, Duo was able to hide her demonic traits quite efficiently. Now though, there was no Duo behind those glowing violet eyes, no there were only the fires of Hell. Consciously, I knew that she could not get loose, that the chains would hold her as surely as they held me, but another part of my mind still felt fear at seeing depths of Hell reflected in her eyes.

"Son of a bitch!" The man swore, as he pressed his hand to his bloody shirt. I suppressed a grin; if the rumors were indeed true then that man would die a very long and painful death here in a few days. Demon, even half-demon, claws have a very toxic poison in them. The man glared at Duo then, without pause, he snatched a shotgun from one of the bears and fired. Duo was slammed against the wall by the force of the blast. I felt a flash of blinding rage, then nothing.

Silence.

I starred as Duo's limp form slid down the wall to lie on the floor. Nothing. No thoughts...no heart beat...I couldn't feel anything from her...just a vast emptiness.

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