Heero's anger only doubled at the man's sudden exit. He had spoken so casually about attacking Quatre. Heero wanted desperately to fight him. But it seemed his team mate's mind was thinking of other matters.
"What the hell did you do?" Wufei's voice was vicious has he verbally assaulted the braided vampire.
Not a word was uttered for a moment. Quatre had never heard the whole story from Duo's and Trowa's points of view. He never really knew what had gone on while he was passing out. He knew it was Trowa who caught him, which would obviously meant that Duo had been fending of Millardo, but just how bad of a fight it was he never really knew.
"Duo," Quatre's voice was much gentler but it was asking the same, "What did you do?"
"He had to stop him. You couldn't see what he was doing, how bad it would have been." Trowa jumped in not wanting them to pressure Duo so. He already had so much self-guilt and hate inside him he didn't need more, especially not for hurting the likes of that angel. "You have no right to speak like he committed some unspeakable crime."
"Stop defending him. He scarred an angel, not something that's easily accomplished" Wufei snapped.
"Duo could you just tell us what happened that night, please?" Quatre's quiet voice begged of the other. "I put no blame on you for any harm Millardo suffered, I just…"
"Quatre-"
"It's all right Trowa, I can tell them."
Duo looked mournful as he realized it was his turn to tell the story, to fill in the blanks that Quatre had left.
It started out simple enough. Duo had heard these rumors of an angel who was helping the vampires tell their side of their horror story. Supposedly the boy would listen to anyone who came to him; he wanted to know the terrors that hide in the darkness. Duo had called Trowa tonight because he knew that he had to tell this person about his darkness and he knew he couldn't be alone. Trowa had been there through so much of the pain. He had rescued him from the evil that threatened to consume him everyday. Those days that he lived the life of a slave, Trowa had been there, when the church was burned and so many died, Trowa had been there. Now he needed Trowa to be there again, to help him once more.
Duo waited patiently for Trowa to arrive at the nightclub, he drank and contemplated this person he was off to find. They called him an angel, Duo tried hard to picture what he might be like that people would think so highly of him, an angel the ones who had forsaken them and left them to rot in whatever hell of a life they could crave out for themselves.
"Hey, you summoned me." Trowa was beside him suddenly.
"Yah, I'm going to find that angel they keep telling us about. I want to talk to him." Duo voice drifted as he talked.
"Ah, I see. Alright then, I suppose you have some idea of where we can find this angel."
"Yup, I tracked down his address. Apparently he's very open with it." Duo smiled dispite his gloomy disposition, something he was known for.
"Alright then lead the way." Trowa made a gesture to the door.
The two boys made there way out into the street and Duo lead Trowa through the alleys farther and farther away from safe territory.
"Are you sure about this address Duo?"
"This is what I gathered, and I got it from more then one source so my guess is it's true. I could be wrong, but it's all I have right now."
"Alright then." Trowa silently followed his companion the rest of the way to a section of run down apartments, a place even the projects would be ashamed of.
As they got closer to their destination they could hear a bitter sweet song that pulled all the right strings.
Answer me, it's can't be so hard
Cry to relieve what's in your heart
Desolation, grief and agony
Trying to move
Down in this grave
Trying to believe in every faith
As another bridge to clarity
"That's beautiful." Duo whispered as they reached the stairway.
"Yes, and terribly loud." Trowa laughed quietly.
"Ha-ha." Duo playfully stuck his tongue out at the taller boy.
Trowa made a face in response, and then lightly shoved Duo in the direction of the stairs; he knew that really the boy was struggling with what he was planning to do.
"I'm going, I'm going." Duo listened carefully to each word as he walked up the stairs.
Want to stay another way
Take another chance
To find a distant sanity
And turn your pain into truth
Take another chance
To fight a different enemy
And try to free it
The song reached both boys and calmed their nerves slightly as they reached the floor that was their objective. They stood outside the door for a moment, Trowa waited silently for Duo to be sure of what he was doing.
Dance with me
It's can't be so hard
Time to reveal
What's in your heart
Desolation
Grief and agony
Suddenly from inside the two boys heard screaming, someone was fighting. Duo looked to Trowa unsure of whether they should knock or leave. Without answering Trowa pounded on the door. There was a loud banging noise from inside as something breakable crashed to the floor.
Walking through a life decayed
While you're repeating
Your mistakes
There's another chance
To try and get away
Trowa pushed against the door as the screaming continued, he panicked a little though he didn't know why.
Take another chance
To find a distant sanity
And turn your pain into truth
Take another chance
To fight a different enemy
And try to free it
The door gave into Trowa's strength and swung inward creaking as it bent. Before them was a scene neither had imaged. Two blondes stood in front of them one with pure white wings stretched out behind him. He appeared to be on the verge of leaving, when the other summoned out of thin air a golden sword that shined with a light of its own. Duo did a double take of what was in front of him and Trowa couldn't really move.
Then as the two stood there the sword came crashing down on the retreating angel and the air filled with crimson feathers that only moments ago had been the purest of whites. Duo was horrified at the destruction he was witnessing. He watched unable to move as the angel turned to somewhat face his attacker; they yelled for a moment before the golden sword was once again forced on the angel more feathers were realized from their owner.
Duo screamed out half in horror and half in anger. The armed man turned to him, and Trowa used it to get to the wounded angel just as he passed out. Duo lashed out with amazing supernatural power that wiped the man backwards against the wall. Duo lashed out again at the blonde man before he could regain his footing.
Trowa cradled the small angel in his arms fearing for him, and also fearing for Duo. Trowa reached out with his mental power to try and calm the brunette. Who had proceed to throw the other man into the wall a third time, and this time the sword faced upward and cut into the man's chest.
Duo pulled back feeling Trowa's calling. He blinked, shaken from what he had just done. The blonde looked up at him bleeding now just as badly if not worse then the angel in Trowa's arms. The golden sword was now a metallic scarlet with all the blood it had taken. Duo threw the man aside once more this time splintering the sword, pieces scattered on catching the man in the area of his collar bone. Then the wounded man sword shard and all vanished from sight, not of Duo's doing, but as far as Duo knew of his own.
Hello again. Here's the latest piece of the puzzle. I still felt weird about the whole thing with Quatre losing his wings, because they were just there, and Trowa just caught him. They needed a purpose, I intended to write this anyway, but I hadn't intended to include it in the story, but I feel it gives it something, not sure what but it's there. Plus I like how it tells that Duo is a force to be reckoned with, but not in the way that puts the spotlight wholly on him. At least that's how I feel.
As for ripping Millardo's wings off I'm definitely thinking about it, I mean he does deserve it, but I really want his "punishment" to be big so I don't know.
Okay anyway hope you all enjoyed this. Please review, I really enjoy reading them. Arigato.
Ris Night