Chapter Three
"Mama, where are we going?" A small child asked while looking up at his mother, a woman dressed in a lavishing gown with a smile on her face as she looked down at her son.
Heero groaned, wondering just what Sally had put in that sedative that she gave him.
"Don't worry, Daddy will be—" She screamed and all the sudden smoke filled the once clean air. Shots cut through the night.
Blinking groggily, Heero opened his prussian eyes and closed them once again when black spots flickered across his vision. The bright light making the hazy figures looming over him even blurrier. He stifled a groan as he tried moving, his drugged state making everything so different.
"What happened to him?" A person clothed in black questioned, a hand ghosting over the injured boy's forehead.
Another person, Tam Weissridge, looked down at the person lying on the hospital bed. "It seems as though some wandering OZ officers still don't want the thin bond between the earth and the colonies to become stronger."
"They got to him before us?"
"Yes."
Fire danced brightly in the sky, painting it red and gold. Dark clouds hung heavy as the char, dust, and smoke and mixed in place for the oxygen.
A bloodied figure lay on the ground motionlessly the blood pooling slowly from the stilled firgures body congealing on the ground around him, soaking the dirt a darker color.
The feminine shape of a woman on top of his stirred slightly, twitching her limps before falling back into unconsciousness, unaware of the blood soaking through her dress. Honey tresses hung dully over her ashen colored face, her lips a paler color than welcomed. Her once shiny hair was matted down, the dust and tried blood from her small head injury making her hair weak and lifeless, almost like her body.
"There they are!" Weissridge shouted, pointing over to the motionless figures lying onto of one another, too close to the raging inferno of the Peacecraft Estate.
"Wufei, get Sally over here quick!" Duo said, dashing forward only to be stopped by a loud blast and be thrown back to the hard ground. The fire, over time, had finally licked it's way through the western wing of the house and attacked the piping to the house, including electrical and heating.
Getting up quickly from his fall, Duo fell to his knees when he was by Heero and Relena's side. Sally, the Preventer's medic and a friend from the war rushed to Duo, gently prying Relena from the loose grip Heero had on her.
"We have to get him to a hospital." Sally said, glancing at Duo to see the worried look in his eyes also. "Relena looks like she could have a possible head injury." She mumbled to herself as she eyed the blood staining the girl's hair.
Duo winced as if he felt pain when Relena was dragged off Heero's body when the two glimpsed the bloody sight of their, luckily, still alive friend.
"An ambulance is on the way." Sally turned to Weissridge who seemed to have an even more worried expression on his face, covered up easily by the shocked look in his eyes when he took in the features of injured teen.
"…Who are you?"
The teen lying on the hospital bed opened his eyes again, able to focus and concentrate more as the drug began to wear off. "Who…are you?" He questioned coldly to the unknown people. Had he been captured? What about Relena? He glared as best as he could.
The sound of a door being opened up and a surprised cry was heard until he saw something shiny in one of the men dressed in black's hand, putting something in his IV drip line.
"Hey!" A person shouted, reaching for a gun as Heero once again lapsed into unconsciousness…
I'm sorry, but it's the only way. To protect you. Weissridge thought as he silently thanked his intellect for also wearing the mask, stuffy and annoying as it was. Now, it would just look like normal terrorists attacking and abducting a Gundam pilot.
Grabbing the teen and ripping off the IV and any other abstaining objects attached to Heero, they grabbed him quickly and removed a gun. Flicking off the safety with a deft swoosh of his fingers, the other man dressed in black covered the General's back as more people rushed over, pulling out guns and opening fire at the unwanted guests.
Glass shattered as a bullet hit the window and Weissridge covered up the boxer-clad pilot with a hospital sheet that he ripped off the bed quickly. Then he jumped out of the window, a shot piercing his upper shoulder and one grazing by Heero's leg.
TBC