This story is rated 'M' for the lemon scene and language. If you're not comfortable with M/M pairings then don't read. None of the character are mine they belong to Gundam Seed Destiny creators.
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Twisted
The day was hot and sunny; a soft breeze barely strong enough to lift hair blew. Auel and Sting watched as Stellar danced across the driveway of the house they stayed at and then across the road. Soon after she disappeared around the bend. She'd return at noon still dancing with a smile on her face and humming a soft tune. Sting turned, pressing his back to the bars of the porch rail, tilting his head back letting the wind play with his short green hair.
"Our day off. Feels good."
"Mmm." Auel stretched and went inside pulling off his grey vest and blue long sleeved shirt revealing his peach skin and tight stomach muscles. "I'm going out back for a swim. Care to come?"
"I'll join you shortly. Go on ahead." Auel grabbed his swim shorts and padded off into the hallway. He changed and headed out to the pool, towel slung over his shoulder.
Sting remained pressed to the rail for a few moments longer before heading to his room. He stripped and pulled on his swim shorts before searching through his closet for the bag that contained his new towel. Pulling it out he held it up before him. It was huge and could probably wrap around him 3 times. It was a dark forest green with pairs of faded eyes randomly placed.
He practically jumped out of his skin as a scream penetrated his thoughts. He ran down the hall twisting the towel around his shoulders as he ran outside. Auel crashed into him scratching at his shoulders, mouth working but no sounds coming out.
Looking past the distraught Auel he saw the pool water completely dark with fresh blood, the gardeners' body floating face down in the deep end. Sting yelped as Auels nails cut his skin. Angrily he pushed Auel away at arm length. "Auel!"
"Blood. So much blood. Here, still here! Please Sting!"
"Auel?" He could feel Auel shaking. Why is he so scared? "You idiot." He cursed absentmindedly. Something in the corner of his eye moved: a fast black blur. As he turned for a better look it pounced, catching him off guard. He thrust Auel towards the house as hands clawed at his neck and face. He fell to his back, went still for a very brief moment before kicking the attacker off.
With a thud they landed at his side. The attacker was clothed in a black sweater and pants. He wore a mask that covered his whole head, blond strands hanging out at the very bottom.
Who is this guy? Sting rubbed his scratched neck and rose to his feet.
"Sting! Your shoulder." He quickly felt his shoulder. Beneath his fingers he felt gashed flesh and fresh blood bubbling out.
"Shit. When did that happen?" He eyes the person in black as he paced around him, never taking his eyes off of Sting. Sting noticed how big the sweater was and how long the sleeves were. Suddenly he lunged, his sleeves falling back to reveal his gloved hands. With a twist and flick of his wrist, 5 blades slid out of slits above each finger on each hand. They were sharp and narrow but not that long, just an inch past his fingertips. He screamed angrily, his voice strangely high and muffled. His clawed hands lashed out to Stings face slicing 4 slits on his left cheek. He backed sting up so his back pressed against the stone of the house. Raising his arms he thrust them at his heart and head.
Sting scrunched his eyes shut waiting for the blow. Before it could come he heard a loud crack and a thud.
"Sting! Sting!" Fingers pressed to his face, his neck. Slowly he opened his eyes, realising he was sitting now and at his feet, the attacker collapsed into a still heap.
Auel crouched beside him now asking numerous questions that he couldn't follow his head spinning and his wounds smarting. Beside the black lump was a wooden broom snapped in two. With Auels help he stood trying to calm his body so it wouldn't shake, which he didn't succeed.
Auel was still shaky himself but his primary concern was the wellbeing of his friend. He guided Sting inside and sat him on the lid of the toilet as he rummaged through the cupboards for the First Aid. Finding it he got Sting to sit still as he cleaned and bandaged his wounds.
Together they returned to the unconscious lump. Sing held his gun aimed at the lump as Auel inched forward, hands reaching for the mask.
As quick as wind gunfire from behind the trees rained at the 2 boys as they retreated back inside. To their surprise it was only 2 people shooting at them. They hurried to the lump, which began to stir. Grabbing him under the arms they dragged him to the gate and hoisted him over, one facing Sting and Auel, gun poised. Quickly as they came they left. The back porch was a mess, holes broken through the wood in many numerous places and the glass sliding door was shattered to thousands of tiny pieces.
"Auel lets go get Stellar." Sting headed around front, Auel shortly following. They spent the rest of the day searching for the blonde. Surprisingly she was hard to find. She didn't respond to any of their calls and she wasn't in any obvious or usual spots. The 2 boys refused to believe that something had happened to the blonde girl as the daydreamer as she always was. She wasn't that careless. She always carried her warped blade and her attack and defence abilities were extremely formidable.
The sun was practically set when her voice finally reached out to them in response. She was on a boat heading to the harbour. They changed their direction and followed the road that travelled along the rocks bordering the water up to the harbour. Soon a car passed them with Stellar in it as both vehicles braked. They did a 180 and pulled up to the vehicle as Stellar jumped out, wrapped in a yellow towel, barefoot with a cloth wrapped around one ankle.
"Sting." She called as she hugged him briefly. Auel saw Sting struggle to not shout at her to let go, not realising the pain she resurfaced in his body. A few words were exchanged, Auel glaring at the ZAFT soldiers who had aided Stellar. As ZAFT drove away becoming smaller in the distance, the young male in a wet white shirt was yelling a message for Stellar, which both boys ignored.
"Let's go." Sting and Auel returned to their seats, Stellar remaining standing, handed clutching the towel to her chest.
"Shinn." She whispered. "He said he'd protect Stellar."
"Stellar lets go! Get in." She hopped in and they did another 180, heading back.
"Sting? Why are we here?" He turned off the power of the car and got out. Auel rose and helped Stellar up.
"We were attacked while you were our frolicking with nature so we're here to inform Neo about it. We'll be safer here. He'll agree."
"Neo…" She said passionately.
They rang the doorbell and waited. Neo emerged in black pyjama pants and a housecoat that hung loosely on his shoulders his stomach muscles still damp from the shower, scars visible. "Hmm?"
Once inside and all explained he brought them to their beds and they slept silent and unmoving as usual on the crimson cushions the glow around each of their bodies. Neo chose not to erase their memories for the time being. In the morning they woke simultaneously and headed for the kitchen for their morning meal, still in the large clothing Neo provided for pyjamas.
They went to the room in which all three shared as a lounge in their usual visits; Stellar spinning on her heals singing softly. She seemed to be lost in a dream again, the other 2 uncaring. Auel headed for the bathroom grabbing his day clothes.
"Having a shower. Stellar…What's wrong?" His tone softened as she sank into a chair resting her elbows on knees and chin on palms.
"Shinn…said he'd protect Stellar."
"What? Shinn? Who's that?"
"He saved me. He promised to protect me." The word oozed of her tongue smoothly.
"Whatever. He isn't here so he can't protect you. He lied."
"No!" She stood angrily, the muscles in her neck tensing. "He gave me his word. He saved me. He kept me warm by the fire. He promised." Her voice faded, her tears became visible but her muscles relaxed as she sagged back into her chair, hugging herself.
Auel shrugged and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him as quickly as he could with out slamming it. He stripped and slipped under the warm water, letting out a sigh as he relaxed and let the water caress his naked skin.
His silver eyes grew wide as a sharp edge of a blade pressed the skin on his neck and his left arm twisted behind his back, stretching the muscled taut. He was forced to his knees and pressed to the shower wall. Seeing the same attacker through the reflection off of the shower faucet he saw the knife lift into the air then plunge at his head.
He squealed and forced himself onto his side, escaping the blade but his arm had protested and snapped at the elbow making him nauseous. A foot met hard with his side flipping him onto his back with a gasp.
The blade came down again but he didn't successfully dodge. It tore at his skin in his arm, blood pumping from the fresh wound. A hand covered his mouth, muffling his screams. As the attacker began to raise his arm Auels heart raced and his adrenaline kicked in. he twisted so his better arm could move. He threw out his hand punching the attacker in the jaw. The hand with the blade lowered in his shock giving him the opening that he had hoped for. He wrestled the blade from the wet attacker cutting the palm as he got a good grip on the weapon. They moved to take it from him but he whipped his hand away then back with as much force as possible as he forced it through the resisting flesh, in-between the ribs that shielded the heart. It pierced the organ and slickly left, trailing a flood of blood and the life of his assailant. Blood coated his body as he pushed the corpse of him. He sat up panting as the water rinsed of the red liquid from the body that lay soulless next to him. He shut the water off and called for Sting.
Sting rushed in hearing the panicked call for him. He froze as he saw his naked friends' body, slick with water, his every curve as attractive as ever but with a broken left arm hanging at his side, a bloody corpse behind him, dressed in the same black outfit as the one from before. He helped Auel out, wrapping a towel around his waist then putting a cloth in the silver haired boys' mouth he snapped his arm back into place and wrapped it in a tight sling.
Together they went to the corpse. Sting reached out, pulling off the mask and they gasped in unison as they saw the white face of their dead assailant.
The white skin was flushed and lifeless orange eyes stared half open at nothing. "Couldn't be…it's…"
"Check first." They pulled off the thick black sweater to reveal the white jacket of the ORB Union uniform, and the girl figure.
"Cagalli Yula Attha of ORB." They stared silently at the ORB Representative lying in a pool of her own blood.
"God, why her? How'd she find out who and where we are?"
"I don't know you idiot. Go get Neo." Auel ran off in his towel as Sting searched the corpse, disposing of the weaponry onto the counter. He found in the back of her neck, imbedded in her skin, a tracker. He took tweezers and ripped it out of her flesh drawing more blood.
"We don't want a completely bloodless corpse, Sting." Neo entered with Auel and 2 scientists. They gathered the body into a black bag and took it out to their car, taking it to their lab in the near base to examine.
"Why send it for examination?" Stellar asked, appearing behind Auel.
"Cagalli Attha would not do such a thing. We presume she was under some influences, against her choice."
"Sir." Sting stepped forward holding the little tracking device in his hand. "This was in the back of her neck." Neo took it, examining it closely before closing his finger over it.
"Those two others that you saw carry her off your property in the first encounter will probably be mad that you killed their toy girl. You should travel in pairs at all times, Stellar will stay with me." He dismissed the boys guiding Stellar out of the room and down the hall.
Before the boys could sit down and rest or change and explosion occurred in the far side of the house making the house shake, lights going out and thick black smoke spread through the remaining parts of the house, filling the lungs of those on the boys half. Coughing, they rose to their feet, rubbing at their squinting eyes. Taking in their surroundings was quite breath-taking. The wall to the right of the missing door was crumbled at their feet. Beyond was a pile of rubble, piled and smoking in a large heap. Roof shambles lay scattered as did many pieces of torn furniture and accessories, some smoking from remaining small fires.
The 2 boys stood dumbfounded at the rubble of the house they previously slept in, well partially.
"Oh God!" Auel whispered, his voice cracking at the end. "Stellar! Neo!" He screamed as he jumped from one rock top another piece of rubble searching desperately for the two, for any signs of life at all.
"Stellar? Neo? Are either of you alive?" Sting followed hopelessly in Auels lead in desperate haste.
Soon they heard sirens of a fire truck and ambulance and the sound of ZAFT military bringing the boys back to reality.
"Auel, we can't stay here! …Auel?" He saw the blue haired pilot drop to his knees to commence digging. He threw rocks and wood out of his way, scratching his nimble hands and covering them in soot.
What he found did not please him but made his head swirl and he retched.
Sting almost vomited as well as he saw Stellar, what was left of her anyway. He face was half burned and her neck half blown away, a small strip of flesh still clinging to her body. Her arms were broken in multiple places and only occasional shreds of her shirt lay on her naked chest. Right bellow her breasts was nothing. The bottom half of her body was missing, her lifeless corpse un-hole, and what remained, blanketed in dirt and blood.
Sting, forcing down the vomit that threatened in his throat, grabbed Auel around his bare waist and dragged the sick boy towards the forest behind the house.
"Sting…?"Auel breathed out as he caught his footing at the forest entrance.
"Mmm?"
"What if they're still here?" Auel asked quietly, not even hiding the fear evident in his voice. "I mean the ones who did this."
"I know what you meant, you idiot. But in answer: I doubt it. One shot was all they needed to get ZAFT here and our comrades dead." He took Auels hand and together they fled into the forest, never to see Stellar and Neo again.
Auel winced with each painful step as his cut feet hurried along the rough terrain, his arm bouncing against his side in the sling as Sting pulled him along by his hand. Sting seemed unfazed by the cuts neither on his own feet nor to the evening cold breeze as thick clouds overhead threatened to drop an onslaught of rain and thunder. But Sting was dressed in a white jacket and red top with loose jeans that puzzled Auel on how they didn't slide off his beautiful hips.
Auel on the other hand was still in a towel and bandages from his interrupted shower, not have having enough time to dress or even think of what to dress in for that matter.
"Sting, let's stop. This…it's…too much." He stumbled, collapsing onto his friends back.
"Auel…" He turned and guided his friend to sit bellow a large tree. He pulled off his white jacket and helped Auel put it on. Sitting beside him, he wrapped his arms around Auels shoulders, pulling him so his head rested against his chest.
"I…can't take much more of this." His breathes came in deep and fast gasps for air as he tried to calm his nerves and calm himself for rest. "Sting…"
"Mmm?"
"Will we die?"
"No."
"Good. Because when I find out who did this, their head is mine." A malicious smile crept across his face. "Those idiots will live in Hell and beg my forgiveness for fucking with us!"
"That's right. We'll get in their heads, bringing them to the brink of insanity before gashing out their eyes, snapping their fingers and eating out their black hearts. Those fucking bastards will die and live through torture in an endless black hell." Both felt high on the ecstasy of what forms of tortured revenge that clouded their thoughts. Auel braking out in an insane laughter, clutching Stings shirt.
"We'll live and fight."
"Right." Auel smiled up at Sting, a glint in his silver-blue eyes. Sting lowered his head, carefully planting a kiss on Auels lips, slightly startling the boy before relaxing him into the gesture. Embracing each other they lay down, chest to chest, forehead to forehead, legs intertwined. They slept as the exhaustion of the long day sunk into their tired bodies ad bliss of sleep took them into its comforts.
Waking up before sunrise they felt groggy and filthy with dirt. Tiredly, their bodies weak and shaky they forced themselves on. Their destination was the nearest lab. They needed to get in their pods; the drugs that helped sustain them. They were weak, hungry, angry yet sad and could not handle much more of this horrid torture in their current state.
Hand in hand they helped each other through intervening obstacles and reached the hidden passage that went underground into a back entrance to the laboratory. Struggling they heaved open the heavy doors, their weak bodies trembling as they descended down the hall and entered the room where their pods were placed. The scientist that monitored the information at the desks for the pods jumped as he saw the 2 tremulous teens. He sighed, smiling slightly.
"God, I thought you'd be dead. It's good that you're alive, though." His face turned more serious. "But you're in horrible shape. You can barely stand. You should take better care of your bodies." He guided them to their pods, helping them lower themselves onto the cushions. Running his hand up and down along Auels back, he murmured, "Your bodies are very special. We can't have you mess them up can we?"
The eyes close and the boys slept.
They awoke at full strength and still aware of the previous disaster. They quickly ate a large meal and headed to the lab where Cagalli's corpse should have been examined. They met with the doctor in charge who began to explain his report.
"In her body we found traces of large doses of drugs that were used to control her against her will and enhance her physical performance. We found another tracker bedded deep within her body and it was still active." Seeing the looks on Auels and Stings faces, he paled. "W...What?"
"Damn! If it was still active then they know we'd come here. Fuck! We're in danger." Sting darted after Auel who was fleeing down the hall and into their room with the pods. Quickly he ordered the soldier there to put in a bag the medication and needles they needed to be sustained. While they did that Sting took a backpack and filled it with food. Meeting up with Auel they made it to the hanger. With orders to open the hatch they dressed in their suits and piloted the Abyss and Chaos.
"Auel Neider, Abyss, Launching!" Abyss left the base.
"Sting Oakley, Chaos, Launching!" Chaos launched, following the Abyss.
"Auel," He contacted through the speaker system to the blue haired extended. "Where could we go?"
"They're after us so they'll find us. We'll wait somewhere until they come to us and we'll tear them apart."
"You idiot. We left the base unprotected. They'll get annihilated."
"They have Mobile Suits and other forms of defence. They can't always depend on us if they're so weak."
"Auel…" Sting growled but continued no further, following the Abyss in silence.
An hour later they landed in the concealment of large trees and rocks. They set out a blanket bellow the Gundams and started a fire.
Auel and Sting sat huddled together wrapped in another blanket as they waited for the water to boil before they added the KD.
After they finished eating they headed to the river that was a couple minutes walk away. They stripped and hung their clothes on low branches.
Auel slowly walked in, the cool sand squishing between his toes. He no longer needed bandages because their medical team at the Lab had healed his body, somehow. Sting included.
He stopped at waist length, letting the scenery sink in. he definitely wasn't use to this type of place; so peaceful and calm, away from battle and destruction. He wasn't sure if he liked it. Given some time he could adapt to it but still in his heart he could not escape the ecstasy of battle, the thrill of killing and the risk of being killed.
Arms snaked around his body pulling him into a soft embrace. He felt bare skin against his, soft and warm.
"S…Sting?"
"Calm down Auel." He purred into his ear, then seductively, "We have so much time and we've gone through so much. Why can't we…" His hands strayed to Auels slim hips, stroking softly. "…just have some fun together?"
"Sting…What the"-He gasped as one hand slipped forward to take hold of his member.
"Shh." Sting whispered. Slowly he stroked Auel, bringing moans of pleasure from the boy.
"Sting, we shouldn't."
"But you want to, Auel. Your body says so and so does mine." Auels head rolled back onto Stings' shoulder, eyes sliding shut as Sting continued to send pleasure through his body, making him become more aroused causing moans to escape his wet lips. Slowly he pressed his whole body onto Sting, and began to grind his hips up and down sending racks of pleasure through their bodies.
Soon they were out of the water laying on a patch of shady grass bellow a large maple tree. Sting flowered rays of kisses along Auels open neck, leaving crimson marks where his lips just were, as he took a hardened nipple into his mouth evoking a deep moan from the blue haired boy. He trailed heated kisses to the next peak while his hand played with the one he just pleasured so lovingly. Auels hands bunched in his hair as Stings' tongue plunged into his navel and sucked. His back arched up to the boy that was above him, licking his navel then moving steadily down to his arousal.
Auels' breath caught in his throat as Sting took him into his mouth, sucking hard then swirling his tongue around the length then kissing the tip causing Auel to melt into a puddle of pleasure, and buck his hips upwards. Sting caught his hips, holding him steady so he wasn't choked.
Pulling off, he kissed Auels hip then his inner thigh before returning again to pleasure his hardened cock. Auels grip in Stings short green hair tightened as he cried out; releasing his seed into Stings mouth, as the boy swallowed it carefully, licking at the tip. Auels shoulders fell back into the coolness of the grass, his chest rising and falling in heated breaths.
"We're not done yet, Auel, so don't look so finished." Auels head jerked up but his lips were caught in a hard kiss as Sting silenced him, stroking his softened cock.
He sat back, positioning himself between Auels thighs. He lifted Auels' legs right bellow his knees and pulled his lovers body closer.
"This'll hurt a bit since we don't have..." He smiled as he positioned himself better before Auels tight entrance. He forced one finger into the tight resisting space. Auels' muscles tightened at the intrusion immediately trying to dislodge the digit pressing in his body. Sting pulled back and did it again, slipping in a second at the same time then a third in preparation.
Auel hissed, hips bucking slightly, tears just brimming his steel eyes. "You bastard, that fucking hurts. Stop."
"No." Sting shook his head, grinning maliciously. "You idiot, I did warn you. Don't look so against it. Your body sure as hell isn't. Trust me it gets better." He stroked Auels' hardening cock. "You're ready for it."
Before Auel could voice his objection, Sting retreated his fingers and grabbing at Auels hips, thrusted at the tight hole. "Loosen up Auel. It'll hurt less."
"God…I'll try." Sting pulled back and thrusted again, hitting a deeper spot in Auels' body, eliciting a moan. As Auel adjusted to the pleasuring intrusion Sting rolled his hips then thrusted deeper then faster, Auels' legs wrapping around Sting as he bucked into the movements.
Auel cried out Stings' name as he came, followed by Stings groan, releasing into Auels hole. He pulled out and lay in Auels arms as they rested.
Soon they slept as night came and their exhaustion bid them sleep.
TBC.