The man let a grin plaster onto his face again, one that looked almost like he would snarl at the young former pilot. There was a certain look in his eyes that made the perfect soldier look leery at him for a moment before brushing the useless feeling aside.
Chapter Two, A Perfect CollectionHeero didn't let his gun waver from his target; he wouldn't jeopardize the mission due to some useless feeling. Feelings were different from instinct and sometimes they were to be ignored. The man was like a bird, he was walking around slowly in circles, the gun pointed at him if he tried anything.
Some men that Une sent were talking amongst themselves, their whispers easily getting to the ears of the Preventer's criminal. He heard the words 'Perfect, soldier, Yuy, commander, Gundam,' and that was about it. Still, it piqued his interests easily as he grinned and sighed heavily, leaning against a cage. He ran his hand through his long and shaggy hair, taking out some tangles during the hair adjustment.
He looked at the soldier that still had his gun trained on him and he glared through black eyes that twinkled with something, something sinister, running through his head. He sighed once again, the former Gundam pilot noticed and warned the people that were approaching him not to go closer; it could be a trap.
"Well," The criminal began. "I guess that I should surrender." He said with fake sadness that the pilot didn't miss. "After all, I am surrounded." He said quietly as he got to his feet and lifted his hands in the familiar gesture of surrender.
The men that Une sent to help with the mission disregarded Heero's orders and he glared at them, telling them not to move another inch, but the man surrender had also moved, covering the distance between them quickly.
"But, Commander—" One of the soldier's who had moved forward began before he fell to the ground unconscious, his sub machine gun in the hands of the collector now. Heero growled lowly and pointed his gun at him, really tempted to pull the trigger despite Une's orders.
"Drop the gun." Heer commanded coldly, his gun pointed at his heart as he looked down at some soldier's who were idiotic enough to disobey his orders and be either shot or end up unconscious. The man just grinned and opened fire on some of the soldier's that he hadn't already gotten
He then shot a few shots at Heero who got hit in the leg by the round of bullet's he was firing. The man grinned again when he saw Heero get to his feet, bushing away the blood leaking from his leg wound. The teenager then felt something trickle down his arm and then looked at it, slightly surprised to see blood trickling down it from a slight wound. 'This man can shoot, that's for sure.' He commented inwardly.
An open tank of some green gas was thrown at him but exploded behind him, pushing him forward by the force of the explosion and he felt whatever was in the container sting his body but brushed it off. More objects that the collector used with his 'humanly' experiments.
He jumped out of the way as the man rushed forward, trying to land a punch in the youth's stomach. After the man rushed at him, Heero did a quick flip and landed behind the man. Cold black eyes glared at the spot where the boy was suppose to be. He was about to get up when he felt something cold and sharp on his head and blinked, looking at the shattered glass in front of him and looked surprised.
"You're lucky that Une wants you alive for some reason beyond me." He growled as he jerked the man to his feet and the soldier's who had left the first brawl unscathed quickly pulled out some strong cuffs and slapped them on the person's wrists.
Heero then turned on his heel sharply, leaving the men to take care of the rest. Une told him specifically that when the men had safely had the man in custody he was to leave and report back to headquarters. He looked down at his leg and winced slightly. For some reason, the abrasion had begun to sting. There was no way that he could have gotten an infection already.
He brushed it off with the shrug of his shoulders and then took off down the sewer pathway that led to the exit. He made it to the exit, or the opening since there was only one way to get in and out, and he took off down the grassy slope as he headed off towards his car that he rented. Luckily, this person's hide out was on Earth so all he ha to do was get on a small plane ride instead of a shuttle.
He looked at his car while he approached and then opened the door in one swift motion and hopped in, heading off to the airport quickly to get this over with. He looked down at his leg once or twice due to a short searing pain rushing up from his limbs, including his arm wound also. He grabbed the first aid kit Une made him take and wrapped some bandages and cleaning liquids on it to disinfect the wound.
Meanwhile, back in the passageway where the collector, whose name was Sakui, was being herded out like a dog, or the criminal that he was. The gun's were pointed at him, but he didn't even bother trying to plan an escape route, he was much more interested in the conversation.
"Yeah, leave it to Une's perfect soldier to do the job." A soldier commented while shifting the weight of one of the soldier's that still hadn't regained consciousness.
"Yeah, but ya gotta give 'im credit. I feel sorry for the dude," Another retorted to the other's comment. "Trained ever since 'e was lil' and all." He said with the sympathetic shake of his head. Then she soon reached their destination, an armored car that would lead them to the airport where Yuy would wait for the, ensuring the safe transport of a first-class criminal.
"So," Sakui asked one of the soldier's who looked coldly at him while rubbing his stiff neck where the man had been knocked out at. "This perfect soldier was the one who captured me, neh?"
"Yeah, but what it makes to you is nuthin' since ya got captured now. No way ya can escape now with Yuy escortin' you to Headquarters."
'That's what you think, everything is going just as I want it to…' He chortled lightly yet darkly at this, earning some glances and shaking of heads at his demented personality. Cold blue eyes watched the man's ever move as he was strapped down to the plane's seat, all objects around that man help with the man's escape removed.
Sakui's cold black eyes met icy blue eyes and he smiled inwardly as he looked away from the teenager. 'Perfect,' He thought maliciously.
TBC
Author's note:
Well, what do y'all think of chapter 2? I was trying to make it long, but that didn't really work I guess. I would also like to apologize for not updating as fast as I can. Currently, and sadly, I'm also working on another story with my sister that's a red robin. Reviews would be nice, thank you to everyone who reviewed the first chapter. I have to say Lockea, your reviews can really make me laugh or bring a smile to my face. Thanks everyone for the compliments or suggestions everyone!
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