Disclaimer: The characters of Gundam Wing are not mine, and I do not claim them as mine.
A young boy, around the age of 10, was walking around an old church, looking for anyone he knew. They all had seemed to disappear, and he was getting bored. Wandering down a hallway, he looked at all the stained glass windows, each bearing the image of a famous, religious man. He reached a doorway, and looked through it. Down in front of him, a set of doors was closed. He walked slowly to them, and pushed them open with one hand. Looking out onto the front steps of the church, he saw a boy laying face down, arms flung wide, and his dark brown hair all in his face. The boy knew that he had to get him inside, or the other one might die, like he had almost done.
The young boy tried to pick up the other one, but couldn't. He tried again, and dropped the other one. Sighing deeply, he looked up, and saw the smiling face of one of his friends looking down at him.
"Duo, who did you find now? Are you picking up poor orphans again? Where did you find this one?" The older boy said, kneeling down beside him.
"Solo, he was just laying here, and I couldn't pick him up! …Is he dead?" Duo asked, watching as his dear friend picked the kid up with ease.
"Don't worry Duo, he isn't dead. But you should have gotten someone else, you dork." Solo said, walking through the doors with Duo in tow, carrying the boy in his arms.
Walking swiftly, they both rushed to Father Maxwell, who had been in his study the whole time.
" Well hello, what brings you two here at this time of the night?" Father asked, before looking at Solo's outstretched arms. "Who in the heavens might that be?"
"we don't know, he was just lying there, and this dork found him, and was trying to drag him in" Solo explained, setting the young boy on a couch and walking over to Father.
"By god, what happened to the poor boy? He seems dead." Father said, looking from Duo and Solo to the boy, who was stirring.
" Where am I? Who are all of you people? Why am I here?" He said, sitting up and looking scared.
"My boy, you are at the Maxwell Church, under the care of me, Father Maxwell. We found you outside, collapsed and in pain." Father said, looking at the boy with concern in his face.
