C 201 Heero and Wufei are preventors called in for an accident on a sweeper ship captained by Duo.  However it was no accident there's a killer on board and it isn't human.  If you like suspense and gore you'll like this horror story.  (At least I'm hoping to create suspense I believed I managed it.)

Disclaimer:  I don't own these characters, I only get my jollies off on torturing them and my readers with horrible gory stories like the one below.  Bandia and a bunch of other rich and talented folk own these characters.  Please don't' sue me.

Warnings: Rated R just to be on the safe side.  Contains yaoi, gore and minor amounts of smut.

Secondary warning: Personally, I don't think that my stories are scary.  However, I have received feedback from a small amount of reviewers claiming that they were.  "Don't change your style of writing, it's yours.  There are people out there who will appreciate it." I thank that person.  I decided to take their words to heart and I have not toned down or changed how I write.  However, I am giving fair warning.

 

 

Jaaku na Gundam

(English Translation: the Evil Gundam)

Chapter 29

Mobile Gundams

"He's bluffing," Pol mumbled to his companions.

He didn't sound very convincing especially since Duo had his face press tightly into the floor.  "Or they would already have..."

He never got to finish as Duo slammed a knee into his back pressing down on his lungs.  Duo then looked up making sure the others were just as secure.

"Actually, we're deciding on where to hide your bodies," he hissed at him.

He looked towards Heero, their eyes met.  Duo's eyes were dark and full of malice.  Heero looked away.  Like Quatre, Heero really didn't want to kill these guys although choking Ky was very nice.  He didn't want any more deaths on his hands.  He was sure Wufei felt the same way.  Well, almost sure he did.  Duo and Trowa were different.  Their two opposite personalities were very much similar since they would kill to protect themselves and those around them.

"There's a farm," Duo suggested.  "Fertilizer?"

"No, it will be the first place they'll look," Trowa comment quietly from the door.  "We can feed them to the animals.  Pigs eat anything and they shouldn't pass any incriminating evidence for a day or two."

"Wa-wait we're on your side," Fad said quickly.  "What ever fraction you're with, we're men of space."

His voice was trembling as he spoke.  He must have realized quickly that they were not bluffing.  Maybe it was their discussion on how they needed to hide their bodies or the fact the Ky had turned a decidedly bright shade of purple, Heero thought as he looked at his victim.

"Speak fast your friend isn't going to last much longer," Wufei told him glancing towards Heero and Ky.

"We know why you're here," Fad said desperately.  "We'll help you."

"Help us?"  Quatre asked.

"Hide the suits."

"Hide the suits?"  Quatre parroted looking confused.

"Yes, it's obvious,"  Fad said sounding exasperated.  "A Winner and a Barton together, two of the strongest, the most powerful families in space.  Everybody knows that it is the Winners, who are going to try next and we believe in you.  You can succeed where the Bartons failed."

He looked apologetic at Trowa when he said the last part.  He sincerely believed that.  He was telling the truth in Heero's opinion.  They all thought that they had come to liberate space, start a new war.

"No one believes you guys are really lovers," Pol mumbled into the floor.  "Except for him."

The him was, Ky, whom Heero still had pressed up against the wall.  Reluctantly, Heero eased up—he noticed Duo had done the same for Pol.

"Is this true?"  Quatre asked.  He glanced around making eye contact with his friends and lover.  "Do people actually believe this?"

"I've heard such," Duo said with a shrug.  "There's will always be people who would prefer to fight."

"Or don't believe peace can actually be achieved," Wufei added.  "I was one."

Quatre actually looked lost for a moment.  Then his fists bunched and he trembled.  He was furious.

"You're wrong," Quatre told them angrily.  "My family are pacifist.  My father was a strong believer in peace.  He gave up his life for that belief.  My anger from that caused…caused me much grief and I nearly paid dearly not understanding that."

"Then who were you fighting?  You can't expect us to believe you actually just crashed," Pol told him.  "You were fighting someone."

"Something, we were fighting a something," Duo told him as he let him go.  Pol got up shakily, rubbing his back and looking at Quatre and Duo.

Heero still held Ky to the wall.  The two looked at each other silently for a moment.  Heero watched him impassively.

"Are you going to let me go, anytime soon?" Ky asked.

Heero didn't answer.  He just let him drop.  Ky's legs buckled as soon as they touched the floor.

"A something?"  Ky asked as he tried to stand.

He wouldn't look at Heero.  He also kept his glaze focused on either Quatre or Duo and Heero was silently amused to see him edging away from him.

"A mobile suit," Duo told them then quickly explained at Pol's look.  "Not ours, something left over from the war."

"Who was piloting this suit that was just left over from the war?" Fad asked.  His voice was laced with disbelief.

"It was a doll.  A prototype we had never scene before," Quatre explained.  "It was a Gundam."

"A Gundam doll?" Ky asked.  "Is there such a thing?"

Fad shook his head and so did Pol.  Heero could tell they didn't believe them.  He didn't fault them that.

"It's not the first," Heero told them.  "There were two others, Mercurius and Vayeate.  Both Gundam dolls were destroyed during their first flight."

"By you?" Ky asked in skepticism.

"By me," Duo told him proudly.

"Maybe you guys were set upon?" Fad suggested.  "Maybe this suit was made by those people who created those other Gundams?"

"No," Heero told him.  "We know—"

"All Gundams are built with protection systems," Quatre told them cutting off Heero.  He didn't want people to know about the scientists.  He especially didn't like people knowing how closely related to these men they all were at one time.  "This suit reacted to getting captured—picked up."

"So it attacked you?" Ky said.  "It just attacked?"

The thought was unheard of.  Mobile suits don't just attacked.  They all have programs built in to allow them to be control.

"That's right, it just attacked," Duo snapped.  "It killed over dozen of my crew.  It attacked my ship.  We didn't try and take it apart.  It was a simple pickup and it just attacked."

The trio exchanged a looked.  They were taken aback by Duo's vehemence.  They were suddenly frightened.

"So its been destroyed?" Pol asked.

TBC