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Jjinks: I think that your question is answered in this chapter. Well, part of it, anyway.
To all those who asked, I will try to make the chapters longer.
Disclaimer: Fanfiction. Kind of implies something, hmmmm? In case it doesn't, I do not own Gundam Wing. This story, however, is mine, as are any OCs.
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Shinigami
A woman in a long black dress sat at the large window overlooking the sea. Long brown hair was pulled back into a braid, and sorrowful blue eyes watched the waves crash. Another women, also wearing a black dress, but of a different cut, stood near the first. Her black hair was pulled into a loose bun with chopsticks, and she watched the first woman with bright green eyes. A man with red hair and black eyes walked in.
"Did you find him?" The black haired woman spoke up.
"Yes, I found all of them. There would have been no way to find him without finding the others. You know that, Kitten." He replied.
Silence. Then, a reluctant "Perhaps."
There was another long silence. Then the blue-eyed woman spoke for the first time.
"Should we be calling you 'Damar' now?" she asked, not turning away from the window. Her voice was quiet, and held a hint of sorrow.
He winced slightly. "You Saw that?"
Kitten chuckled softly. "Not the most creative name. Had they know Varilian, they would have picked up who you really were right away."
"As it was, Heero almost recognized you. He came very close to re-entering your Hall when he detonated Wing. And He would recognize you anyway." The other women added, still not looking away from the ocean view.
"Had they known Varilian, they would have known who I was without asking my name. There is no way to learn that language without learning the culture, which includes me. As for Heero, even if he did recognize me, would he believe it? Would he believe that Death would take a mortal form?
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"Duo?"
Duo looked up from the book he was reading. Heero stood in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe, a manila folder in one hand. "Yeah?" Duo answered, wondering what Heero wanted.
Heero looked at him for a few minutes. "Why did you call yourself Shinigami during the war?" He finally asked.
Duo looked at Heero, a bit surprised. Where was this coming from? He wondered at the way Heero's mind worked.
"Ummm… because it means 'God of Death' and that's what I was on the battle field – the God of Death." He paused. "Why?" He just had to know why Heero was asking such a random question.
"After the war, I felt… compelled… to research 'Shinigami'. I don't know why. I know perfectly well what the term means." He paused. "At first, I only got things that confirmed what I already knew. But then I found… references… to an actual group that calls itself 'Shinigami'. I had to dig really deep to find anything else other than that. But I did manage to get some info. It was, oddly enough, in the police files. They tend to stick to the darker parts of towns and cities, when they're around at all. They refuse to take jobs – legal and illegal – and are almost never seen. Out of all that time I spent searching, I only found three actual, official, recorded instances where there was any concrete proof of their existence. All three times, one or more members of this group killed someone who had been getting increasingly violent – the victims were all gang leaders who had begun to kill ruthlessly. And… it was hinted at that the leaders had begun to do the murders using something that the witnesses said could only be magic."
Duo finally spoke up. "Ro – I hate to burst your bubble, but there is no such thing as 'magic'."
Heero shrugged. "Do you really think that I don't know that? I'm just repeating the testimonies of the witnesses." He fell silent for a moment. "The point is that these three gang leaders, who had begun to kill people by some unspecified means, were all killed by a group calling themselves the Shinigami. There were no witnesses for any of the deaths. The only way they know about the Shinigami doing it was that at the site of each death, there was a message written on the wall with the blood of the dead man. There was no body, no weapons, no witnesses – just the message, signed with an entwined scythe and whip, and the Japanese characters for Shinigami."
Duo frowned. "But if there was no body, then how do they know that the gang leaders were dead? And how do they know that it was the men's blood?" He asked.
"Because of the amount of blood used to write the message – no one can live without that much blood. As for how they knew whose blood was on the walls, they did DNA testing."
Duo blinked. That had to be a lot of blood. "Do I want to know what was written?"
Heero lifted the folder he had been holding and began to leaf through it. He came to a picture, which he took out and handed to Duo.
Duo's eyes widened at the amount of blood. He had killed countless people during the war, but he had never seen that much blood from one person. The person must have been little more than a dried up husk when they were done with him he thought.
The wall in the picture was covered in blood. Covered. What wasn't written on had streaks running down it. The message read:
Mortals were not meant to play with the forces that this one found. None of you could have killed him, so we did it for you. This is the only warning we give to those who would follow in his path. It will destroy themselves and the others that surround them. Consider yourselves warned – we used the forces to kill the trespasser.
Underneath this was the entwined scythe and whip, and the Japanese characters for Shinigami.
Duo looked up at Heero. "'Forces'? What is all that about?"
"I believe that they were referring to whatever the witnesses to the murders performed by the gang leaders thought was magic. But didn't that Damar man that Quat managed to piss off say something about mortals and immortals?"
"Do you think that he is one of the Shinigami?"
"I don't know. I'm still doing more research about this group. I just found it odd that you managed to coincidentally choose the same name that these people did."
Duo shrugged. "I've never heard of them before. And even if he is a Shinigami, that doesn't explain why we both felt that we've met him. It actually raises more questions."
Heero shrugged and took the picture back from Duo. "I just thought that you should know." He turned around and left Duo to his book.
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I hope you all liked it!
I'm sorry that everyone is pausing. I'll try to work on that in the future…
Any questions you have I will try to answer, either right out or in the story.
Jjinks: I hope that first part at least helped with your question. Any other info will come later, I promise!
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