Disclaimer - I do not own any of the Gundam Wing characters, the only thing that is mine is the characters Allyson, Mayven and the plot. (If I forget to put this on my other chapters I apologize, I have a really bad memory for junk like this)

Rating - Safe once again

Chapter 6 – Back at Square One

Mayven remained silent for a moment, simply allowing her mind to taking in everything that Heero had just told her. That name couldn't be right; he had to have made a mistake.

"Did you say Allyson Braxton?" she asked, her voice cracking, "Are you sure that was her name?" Heero nodded, now it was his turn to hold a confused look. "She got out?" Mayven whispered to herself, looking away from Heero, bringing her eyes to her feet.

"What are you talking about?" Heero demanded suddenly, "Did you know her?"

Mayven nodded slowly, "We were in the 'Brainwashing Room' together for the longest time," she started, "We had become very close friends, but after seeing that we were giving one another strength to fight against them, Oz separated us and I never saw her again. They had told me that she had been killed because she had attempted to escape and was found out, and I do remember that the sirens had gone off that night, collaborating their story, but I still hoped that she had gotten out, but I really couldn't be sure, I could only hope that Oz was lying, that they were wrong and that she was safe."

"What a minute," Heero said, interrupting the girl, "You were in with Oz at the same time as Allyson?" Mayven simply nodded silently, "How long have they had you in that room?"

"Well you said that you found Allyson two years ago, and I was there a couple of days before that, so my guess it would have been two and a half years, give or take a few days." Heero's eyes widen. It had taken Oz two and a half years, the slaughtering of her mother and brother and the so called death of her best friend to break her? Maybe she was stronger then he had originally given her credit for, just maybe there was a good reason to why she was working for Oz after all. "So the lucky witch made it out huh?" she said suddenly in a laugh, "she always said that she would, but I never believed her." Mayven smiled at the thought, Good for her, she thought happily, a smile crossing her lips.

"Wait a minute, now it all makes sense!" Heero said unexpectedly, snapping his fingers, "Allyson always talked about a friend that Oz had killed, they must have played the game between the two of you. She used to call you May didn't she?"

"Sometimes," Mayven replied with a smile, "It all depended on how she was feeling, sometimes she'd call me May, Mayve or even Mayven."

Heero smiled, "I owe you big time now," he said joyfully, "First you're willing to help us with Oz and now you may be able to help Duo. He really loved your friend, and still has a hard time with her death, he always felt guilty because he wasn't able to save you both. He hated to see Allyson so hurt over your death and he was forever and a day hard on himself for not finding out about you and the others sooner so he could save you too, but now that you're alive, it just may be enough for him let Allyson rest and bring him back to us."

"Back to you?" Mayven asked, not realizing that the Duo she knew wasn't the same Duo that the others had known and loved.

"I'll explain it to you later, but you have to promise me that would talk to him and tell him who you really are, that you are the May that Allyson thought was dead and that he did save you after all, because if it wasn't for him I would have left you for dead."

Duo sat quietly in a chair by the window in the room that Trowa and Quatre had heaved him too. He sighed, taking another long drag from the cigarette that rested between his pointer and middle fingers, watching as the tip turned bright red, then went back to a light glow as the smoke filled his lungs. He knew that Allyson would of hung him from the rafters, if she was alive, for picking up such a filthy habit, but he found that it was the only thing that calmed his nerves since this all began.

He made sure to blow the smoke directly out the open window as another sigh escaped his lips. Why did I have to fall asleep that night? He asked himself. What most of the others didn't realize was that Duo didn't just blame himself for not finding Allyson and the others sooner because he had nothing else better to do, it was because the night that he had taken Heero's place on the lap top, typing away to break the codes to what Oz's next move was over two years ago, he had fallen asleep. He woke up the next morning without thinking anything of it; he cracked the codes, found out about Oz's 'Brainwashing Room' and headed in to save the people that Oz was using as prisoners. He had come across Allyson completely by accident in a separate room, the sound of her crying going through the door. He had gotten her out as the alarm system went off. She's the one that told him that she was the only survivor and that Oz had killed all the others.

She often talked of the others, but one in particular, a young girl named May. She told him how Oz had killed her off just because they were too close and it would help to break her faster. Duo shook his head sadly as he took another puff off the cigarette, letting the smoke fill his lungs before exhaling and releasing it out into the summer night air. If only he hadn't of fallen asleep, then he could have cracked the codes sooner and he could have gotten to Allyson and her friend May sooner, and then he could have saved them both.

He took one last drag before flicking the cigarette outside to the ground two floors below him, exhaling the smoke prior to heading over to the bed, crawling in and trying to get some rest. Tomorrow would be his turn, his turn to get back at Oz for killing off a 15 year old girl and her family just to get another to follow them. He would get back at them for killing Allyson, May and all the other innocent people that had lost their lives during the war, the war that was once thought as over. He would finally be able to get what he wanted, peace!

Mayven sat up most of the night after Heero had left her to rest, wondering if what he had told her was true, if Duo had saved Allyson that night, if they had fallen in love and if she had died while saving their lives. She always thought that Allyson was stronger than she was giving herself credit for but still she wondered why she had often talked of her, Mayven never realized how important she had become to Allyson nor did Allyson realize how important she was to her, being the only thing she had left after Oz murdered her family.

She couldn't help but be jealous of what Allyson had accomplished. She had escaped form Oz, fallen in love with a great guy and had had friends that really did care for her. She had done a lot for a girl that swore she's never get anywhere in life because she was too stubborn to give up, but in turn that was the exact quality that had saved her, if only Mayven had been that strong, she too may have been able to get free and she wouldn't have had to help Oz rebuild and she wouldn't have had to fight for them, using her skills for evil instead of good.

Mayven had woken up the next morning to the persistent feeling of someone rubbing her arm and the sound of someone whispering her name. She couldn't help but groan, still being tiered seeing that she only got to bed at 4:00am and it was only 7:15am now, not all that long to get a good nights rest really.

"Come one Mayven," she moaned softly as she rolled over onto her back, bringing her hands up slowly to rub the sleep from her eyes, feeling another hand touch her cheek ever so delicately, "She's really warm." Mayven suddenly recognized the voice as Duo's and slowly opened her eyes to see a blurry figure standing over her. She blinked, trying to clear the image, rubbing her eyes once again and opening them to an abruptly clear image of Duo and Heero standing over her, Heero reaching out to touch her. She gasped as his cold hand touched her feverous skin, sending shiver after shiver down her spin.

"Duo's right," he said turning to the others, "she is really warm." Mayven shook her head as she realized what the two of them were getting at, sitting up fully and kicking her feet over the edge of the bed.

"I'm fine," she said standing to her full height, pulling her shirt straight with a wince and a small gasp, "Let's just do this." She walked over to the closet, pulling out her Oz jacket and looking at the embroidered chest, running her fingers over the white stitching with a sigh, "I always hated this thing," she mumbled under her breath as she closed her eyes, pushing back the sudden urge to cry, "knowing what it stood for, what it represented."

"Nobody blames you for that," Duo retorted, walking up behind her and putting a hand on her shoulder, forcing her to open her eyes and look up at him, "But now we can fix this, with your help."

Mayven nodded, tossing the jacket to the floor, deciding that she'd rather go without one then to wear something that supported something so cruel and wrong. She turned around with a smirk across her face, "Let's do this, now!" she said, walking past him to Heero, who stood in the doorway.

"Take my jacket, its cold out and I don't need you getting any worst then you are," he said, handing her his blue jean jacket, forcing it in her hands. Mayven nodded, seeing the worry etched in his eyes, which clashed with the tone of his voice, putting the jacket on without hesitation, zipping it up and putting her hands in the pockets.

"Now can we go?" she asked, looking at him with a look that he couldn't quite read. He nodded, turning around in the doorway and headed out the door, leading the pack that soon followed close behind him.

Mayven stood in front of the others, Heero's jacket on her back, covering her perfect figure with dark blue jean material. The jacket was obviously too big, but it didn't matter for the moment being, right now, the location of Oz was only meters away and the pilots could feel the cruelty and hatred that lay in the air surrounding the area.

"Right over there," she said suddenly, taking her hand out of the pocket of Heero's jacket and pointed over to a large metal door, "That's where I'd report in." She added, shoving the hand back into the pocket with a small shiver.

"Let's go check it out," Heero said, walking in front of Mayven for the first time this trip and headed over to the door carefully, placing a hand over what seemed to be a small control panel. "Can we get in without a mobile suit?" he asked, kneeling down so he was eye level with the panel, carefully pulling the door off of it.

"I can't be sure," Mayven replied, seeing Heero shudder to the sudden cool morning air that touched his bare arms. She suddenly felt guilty for taking the boy's jacket but knew that even if she tried to give it back he would never take it, he just gave off that vibe, "But I've never done it."

"The wiring seems to be the same as always," he reported, pulling the excess wire out off the wall, "I can probably hack into it and get us all in," he added, pulling a pair off wire cutters from his back pocket, thinking for a moment before cutting a blue wire. He waited, listening for the click of the door opening, but heard nothing. He placed the wire cutters in position to cut a green wire when suddenly he heard a click, but this time it wasn't the click of a door opening, but a gun cocking.

He brought his eyes up slowly to see 12 Oz soldiers standing over them, guns ready. That put them a two to one, the Gundam Pilots were capable of taking that many each, but they didn't have their guns on them, big mistake on their part, but the situation wasn't completely hopeless.

"Stand up and put your hands up," one soldier said, his gun pointed directly at the back of Heero's head. He dropped the wire cutters and did just as the man had asked, standing slowly with his hands out to the sides, "Nice to see you again Mayven," he said, looking past Heero to Mayven, who stood there scare to death, unable to move.

Another soldier saw this and wrapped his fingers around her wrist, hearing her whimper as the pressure was too much. He laughed as he haled her close to him, putting an arm around her chest and shoulders, holding her put.

"Thank you for returning our soldier," he said, placing the gun into her side she so wouldn't move or try anything stupid, "but now we have to get back." He turned to Mayven, whispering in her ear, "and you have a room with your name on it, it's just the way you left it!" Mayven began to sob as the soldier pushed the gun into her side with a smirk, the thought of going back to much for her.

"No," she whispered to herself, "no!" she cried suddenly in that piercing scream that the others knew all to well, sending shivers down everyone's spin. Mayven could feel the Oz pilot shudder to the sudden sound, but didn't care and she began to cry, wanting nothing more than to fight it, but knowing full well that the gun in her side made him more powerful.

"Shut up!" the soldier hissed, hitting her hard in the back with his knee. Mayven cried out again, but didn't scream, her fear taking control of her, making her to scared to do anything.

Duo just stood there helpless to do anything, a gun pointed at his head and another pointed at his heart, there was nothing he could do, nothing. He was powerless and could only watch as the soldiers fixed the panel that Heero had opened and cut, placing the door back on as another one of the soldiers began to drag Mayven off kicking and screaming.

"Let her go!" Duo cried, taking a hesitant step forward, reaching out to grab her out stretched hand, "Mayven!!" He could feel the tips of her fingers brush against his hand before he was hit in the gut, hard; causing him to double over in pain, leaving Mayven's extended hand to remain untouched and alone in the air as the soldier drug her off, the others helpless and unable to help her, guns pointed at them from every direction and angle.

"You turn around and forget this and you'll live to see another day," the lead soldier said hitting Duo on the back with the butt of the gun, sending him to the ground with a groan, "Forget the girl and don't even think of saving her," he kicked Duo once in the ribs, hearing the teenager cry out in pain as his boot made contact with his already injured side. The soldier smirked as he turned and walked away, motioning for the others to follow. The last thing Duo heard before passing out from the pain was Mayven's cries of protest as they drug her into the Oz base, back at square one and obviously in for a lot of pain and suffering.

Well what did ya think…I know not as good as my other chapters, but a lot of school work influenced the time I could spend on it, so it's a little more low quality. Next chapter's in the making!

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