Duo's POV

I have been threw hell, all my life, which is 15 years, has been rolled up into three weeks. God must not care about me if he has allowed this to go on for this long. I look at the cell walls, I tried to stay in here yesterday, but they dragged me out, there's blood on the walls and on the ground. They want me to die in the worst possible place and style.

But hey I'll just have to take it up with the big guy when I'm going to hell for being a pilot. When he says I can't enter heaven I'll hit him then. I'll take all my anger out on him then, sounds like a plane. I'll be known as the guy that socked god for being an ass.

Today is the last day of the third week. And they've decided to lay off me for today and move on to my partner. But of course there will be no sound, Heero's not one to talk to you or yell out for help. You have to literally take it upon yourself to help him. But in my mind I still can't help but have my heart go out to him. After all he is the only thing I have if I ever get out……

Normal POV

Three Gundam's stood outside the small safe house, the eyes of each one slowly coming to life. One by one they began to move forward, HeavyArms in the lead followed by Shenlong, and a slow moving Sandrock bringing up the end. The movement of the last Gundam was shaky to the point where it looked like it was about to fall every time it took a step.

HeavyArms thrusters lit and it was last seen zooming into the sky, fallowed by the other two. The rain beat down upon earth and machine even the world around them know what was about to happen. As them zoomed farther into the sky, they all watched there monitors. All eyes were on the land below. Oz was looking for them just as they were looking for the OZ base.

Blasts began to come for them but they easily dodged them but not as quick for Sandrock, he got hit a total of five times, but the other two could not stop so they charged on for the base leaving the third to fight off what it had gotten into.

Within the base Heero was escorted out into the hall, while a door to his left was opened. Dragged out was a very skinny and bleeding Deathscythe pilot. Heero jerked a bit in the guards hold but the hold only tightened. In Heero's mind he knew what was happening, the orders had come in….

Heero's POV

No! I won't let this happened, why after all that all five of us have been threw, why now? Why has the stupid order come in? Why him? What possessed the professors to give the order? I look on in horror as they drag my partner across the ground as if he was already dead. I try again to move from my spot but am held back by the ugly monkey that is my guard.

After Duo passes they make me follow, I'm walking on his blood. His wounds are that bad, but how? They must have tried to get him to shut up, god, when will he ever learn that his mouth is getting him killed. But I guess it's too late to yell at him, stupid idiot!

I watch how his head bobs up and down and sometimes side to side I can't take my eyes off of him but I know for a fact that me being a Gundam pilot prevents me from helping him. Trying to save him is not an option right now. So I just watch and keep moving, ignoring whatever my mind has to say.

We stop in front of a large door, the lights at the top are flashing like crazy and an alarm goes off in the background.

"02 goes in first 01 takes the long way around." I look away from the door, and down to Duo, he's on his feet now, he might know what's going on. I'm yanked to the side and I feel the pain as I try to stay.

"02, look beyond your past, stair straight into your heart and into another's!" I shout to him, but he doesn't turn around, now I'm the one crumbling under my own words great, but why this out come.