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By the way, RAINDOWNONMERAINDOWNONME means a shift in the story. Sorry if it's confusing.
Chapter 4
Duo Maxwell edged along a high precipice in the freezing temperatures of Russia. Once the God of Death or Shinigami, he had relinquished that role for that of another, a citizen. He had lived peacefully with his friend, Hilde, in a small junk shop located in an undisclosed colony. The time following the Eve Wars anda young girl's attempt at a dictatorship was serene. Not only had he resumed his love of the parts he had once piloted, but he also had created a home, a word foreign to his ears at one point in his life. Now he was far from that safe haven and in a dangerous situation involving politics, lives, and war.
"Zero-two," came the cracked voice over his radio, "where is your position?"
"About 15 kilometers from the last base on the Leningrad front. Exact location unknown. Seems like I have one hell of a view, though. I can see the base from here and the lay of the land for a good ways."
"Roger that, Zero-two. Remember, no enemy confrontation. If your identity or location is compromised, abort immediately."
"Copy. I will be setting up camp at 0800 hours. From there I will commence with Operation Overlook."
"Affirmative. Good luck."
"Thanks. Over and out, good buddy."
The cackling of the radio went dead and from then on, Duo knew he would be alone for at least 48 hours. Ever since the threat of the colonies and the ESUN's failure to relieve the problem, many airbases were overriding protocol and activating new units. Duo was to observe and report on Russia's largest airbase, the center of a massive upheaval.
Two months ago the Russian Prime Minister Vladimir Romanovich issued a complete rearmament of his military, air force, and navy. A new arms race had begun, except these weapons were deadlier and if used incorrectly, the world would truly be destroyed. ESUN had tried to halt the impending trouble, but only succeeded in losing one of their most powerful allies. Russia had left ESUN and had reformed their old Communist Party ways of the 1920s. Karl Marx would have been proud.
"Damn if it isn't colder than a witch's titty," Duo muttered to himself. He had found a small cave in the mountain and decided that that would be his lookout point. Setting up his camera, food supplies and sniper rifle, he pulled his snow-white parka closer to his face and hoped for the best.
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"Yes, you back there."
"Representative Fulmer, is it true that the colonies are uniting together for the last time?"
"I will not answer that question because of its lack of faith of uniting the colonies. We have not even seen the beginning of what the earth shall see. Following the example of Dr. Valentine, we will set a new era into motion, one where the colonies are the powerhouses, not the other way around."
"Sure, but what of the people? If you were to hold a vote right now, do you think they would back that up?"
"That is an answer easily given. What is best for the people is war. Without war, the colonies will continue to be the slaves of the earth. The people may protest now, but soon they will realize their folly and join in the cause."
"Sir, is it possible that a colony may rebel and withdraw from the already shaky alliance?"
"Always a possibility, but never an answer. What is wrong is to let the masses that do not understand war control those that know what is best. If a colony rebels, then we shall take drastic measures to ensure that every plan goes into action. The hope of the millions relies on the sacrifice of the few."
"Representative!"
"One more question!"
"If I may speak up?"
"Are you sure…?"
"What are your plans…?"
"That is all the questioning for today. Tomorrow the conference of the ESUN's delegates may ultimately decide the fate of the colonies and earth."
With that Representative William Avery Fulmer walked off-stage and into his dressing room. If the world would not bend to his ideals, then the world would be burnt to ashes and created anew.
Watching his face in the mirror, Fulmer smiled crazily at himself, knowing that he would lead a revolution. His eyes gleamed with anticipation and malice. If the colonies would not follow in his footsteps, then they would fall. He would be sure of that.
Outside his room stood a young man with bright green eyes and long black hair. He was scrawny in appearance, but that did not hide the maturity in his face nor the battle scars in his stance. He kept note of where the "colony bastard" went, as Duo put it so amicably. If Representative Fulmer went to the slums, he would follow, if he went to Antarctica, he would follow. The job description was broad and in terms of espionage, not coups. To Heero Yuy, Fulmer was a nuisance to society and when the time came, he would have no trouble putting the man in prison for the rest of his life.
As Heero waited outside the man's door, he wondered about the other team members of Squad 6. Duo was in Russia, Trowa helping Relena, Quatre on the colonies, Wufei on space patrol with Sally, and Milliardo on his way to earth. Every one of the members had checked in last night with the exception of Trowa. Heero wasn't frantic, not yet, be he felt a sense of foreboding and worried for the clown and the Vice Foreign Minister.
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Duo watched through foggy goggles as the daily patrol took the rounds, changed shift, and went on their way. He noticed the heavy security, including the garrisons and snipers. Everything was organized down to the last uniform on every soldier. If he hadn't of known better, he would have mistaken them for OZ soldiers of old. He shuddered involuntarily and closed his eyes to block out the unwanted memories.
He tried to think of Hilde, his beautiful friend, who helped him realize his own worth. She had been his guide to the new world of peace and tranquility. Though more often than not she was seen wielding a hammer in his direction, he knew it was only for joke. If he had known better, he would have proposed to her already, but he still feared the past and felt that he was unworthy of her love.
Into the distance a loud crash could be heard, followed by the security alarms blaring their high-pitched tune. Duo immediately calculated the trouble area and watched with baited breath as the soldiers around the area rushed to the commotion. Ten minutes later, the sirens stopped and a man in rags could be seen being carried away by two Russian soldiers. Duo cursed and called in. Their informant had just been captured.
Cursing under his breath, Duo broke radio silence and called in an emergency warning. He knew that in two hours, there would be another reason for war and revenge. ESUN would have its hands full trying to deal with the anger of the Russians and the threat of the colonies. Sinking into his freezing nook, he pretended to drift away, to the abyss that cared not for war or death, but nothing, absolutely, pitch black nothing.
