Sutoomu: "Yay! I have the fourth chappie up!" /dances in utter joy/ "I had half of it done, and I got to writing it, and now the fourth chapter AND half the fifth is done! I'm so happy!"
Quatre: "What about Red Tail? Did you forget?"
Sutoomu: "Never!" /gasps in shock/ "I could never forget Red Tail, my very first reviewer. Which is why this fourth chappie is dedicated entirely to Red Tail! Ta-da! Now what do we say, boys?"
Everyone: "Yay!"
Sutoomu: "Good!" /puts away gun and bomb triggers/ "Thank you SO MUCH, Red Tail! And now, the disclaimer, so you can get on with reading the story..."
Disclaimer: I, Sutoomu(Storm), do NOT own Gundam Wing in any way. None at all. This fanfiction was made purely for fun, and does not get me money in any way. Besides, it's not as though I have any money to be sued for...
Sutoomu: "And, voila, I introduce you to the fourth chapter! Now come on, boys. Let's go get ready for the picnic..." /runs out dragging Heero and Wufei, Duo, Trowa, and Quatre following/
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Potential Summary: The GW boys have suddenly been summoned by a figure of golden light, named the Lady. Now, they've been transported back through Time and Realm to Coiraia, a land of humans and Phantoms, and have been given the task to save the world from the three 'Sha'edes'. But more has changed than simply Time and Realm. The GW boy's have changed, to that of Phantom Knights, along with gaining an incredible power! Will they be able to control it and defeat the 'Sha'edes'?
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"Tear!" Duo yelled, then screamed in pain as Kaiya's spear pierced and lodged itself in Duo's shoulder-wing, tearing through sinew and muscle and cartilage. Kaiya had put all her remaining energy and power in the thrust and spear, and now power pulsated through his body in the form of electricity. The scythe dropped from his hand, disappearing just before it hit the ground, as he was pushed back by the blow into a wall with enough force to bring some rubble down with him as he fell to the ground.
Duo let out a cry of pain as he hit the ground, dust and debris landing around him. He coughed, then reached up and grabbed the handle of the spear. He braced himself, then pulled the twisted spear out of his shoulder-wing, the area where his wing connected to his shoulder blade. He grit his teeth as an enormous wave of pain washed over him, his vision blurring for a moment. Kaiya landed in front of him, smiling smugly.
"Shinigami ain't much of a sight now, is he?"
"Tear…," Duo whispered, tears blurring his eyes, though he couldn't say if it was the pain or Tear.
"Crying, now?" Kaiya clicked her tongue. "How weak and pathetic. Crying over some pitiful human. Don't bother with them. The less of them there are, the better it is for us. And you, Shinigami," she spat out the word. "Have to go."
Duo closed his eyes tight for a moment, then opened them as she took the spear from his hand and raised it. Duo's eyes had been shaded black before, but now they were truly black. The whites of his eyes had turned black, leaving Duo with completely black orbs for eyes. He slowly raised his head. Kaiya gasped at his eyes, hesitating.
"Shinigami never dies!" he yelled, thrusting upwards with his uninjured side. The short spear appeared in his hand just before it entered her chest, sliding through her ribs and flash to pierce her heart. She gave a choked cry, looking at him in shock and pain before collapsing.
Duo gasped as a new wave of pain flew through him because of the movement, staring at her through fading black eyes. He forced himself to stand, right wing limp and dragging along the ground as he forced his way over the rubble filled streets to where he had seen Tear.
"Tear!" he called. "Tear, where are you!" He frantically looked and listened for the small girl. "Tear!"
"Duo!" A small voice came, accompanied by a cough. He searched it out instinctively, finally seeing a small tanned hand and brown tangled hair.
"Tear!" Duo cried, ignoring the excrutiating pain that shot through his entire body, burning through his shoulder-wing as he pulled the wood and stone away from her. He pulled a large beam off her foot and pulled her out into his arms. He held her to his chest, stroking her hair and asking her if she was alright.. True to her nickname sake, she didn't shed a tear, but her eyes were wide in fright and she shook.
"Duo," she said again. "I waited, and you didn't come back, and you were fighting, and I was scared, Duo."
"It's okay, now, Tear," he said, releasing her to look at her with his now back to normal cobalt blue shaded black eyes. "Are you hurt at all?"
"My foot hurts, and my arm hurts," Tear whimpered as she moved her arm slightly. She then looked at it, as it was now covered in Duo's scarlet black blood, and gasped. "You got hurt! I knew it! I knew you'd get hurt and then you'd die and I'd be all alone again." She wailed her worries and Duo sighed, reassuring her that he'd be fine and it didn't even hurt much, though that wasn't entirely the case.
His entire right side was on fire with pain, his wing hung limp, and small pulses of Kaiya's power still surged through his nerves periodically, causing his hand to shake and twitch. Spots danced in front of his eyes when he opened them, so he blinked constantly.
There was a loud explosion and a feminine scream, then Trowa landed beside him. He looked at Duo, panting hard, eyes completely golden orbs, his claws dripping blood. Tear shrieked and hid behind Duo. Trowa blinked but didn't seem to hear her as his eyes faded back to golden green. He saw Duo's shoulder wing and went into instinctive action, ripping a strip off his shirt and tying it tightly around his chest, binding his wing.
As what happens usually, now that the danger was over, the townspeople began to come out. There was a short mix up and accusation that Duo and Trowa created the destruction, but a witness corrected it right away, explaining they were heroes. Duo, even with an injured wing, was acting his usual braggart self, until Heero shut him up.
Heero and Wufei had come to investigate and, after a brief discussion, they decided to airlift Duo to the Inn to tend him in peace. Surprisingly, flying was incredibly smooth. Trowa had been assigned to bring Tear to the Inn for treatment as well, not to mention the fact that Duo swore to sing altered carols forever unless she was brought along. Trowa had to simply endure her staring at him and flicking his unibang, and the other pilots quickly agreed it was worth it. Tear had only popped something in her foot and broke her wrist, along with a few large bruises and scratches. She was very lucky, considering a building fell on her.
Duo had been awake the entire time the healer was looking at him, whining and complaining good naturedly until Heero finally knocked him out so he would rest. Tear had been whisked away by the owner's wife to be tended to and bathed and scrubbed and babied. She had finally escaped from the giddy woman and now stared at them as the four sat at the bar, weary and getting a good break, a healer watching Duo upstairs.
Tear suddenly climbed onto a stool and then onto the bar counter, sitting in front of them. "Are you evil Phantoms?" she queried innocently, her arm in an odd looking cast and her foot bandaged, but able to be walked upon.
"No, miss Tear," Quatre replied quickly. "We're not."
"Good," Tear smiled. " 'Cause if you were evil Phantoms, Duo would hav'ta' kill you."
Trowa raised an eyebrow, Heero 'hnn-ed' in amusement, Wufei burst out laughing and Quatre smiled.
"He's gonna' avenge my mommie and daddie for me an' kill all the evil Phantoms," she continued casually, causing a startled reaction from all. Wufei's laughing stopped immediately and Quatre's smile faded. "He promised he would," Tear finished.
Quatre looked at the others with 'concern for Duo' written all over his face. Not that it hadn't been before, of course. No, Quatre had been worried sick ever since he saw them, clutching at his heart all the while Duo was being tended to. They all knew how Quatre could feel emotions, and this proved opposite what Duo was saying, claiming it only hurt a little. The way Quatre explained it, it hurt like hell.
"Dinner!" the keeper suddenly announced, placing heaping plates of food in front of them.
But, the money…," Quatre protested.
"It's on the house!" the man roared jovially. "I'm honored to have the heroes of the town staying under my roof. Name's Tronus Ferrin, and I'm the owner of the Roost Inn."
"Thank you very much, Mister Ferrin," Quatre said, then followed his friends example and dug in hungrily, savoring the rich food. It was much different than what they'd ever eaten at home. It was delicious!
"I smell food!" Duo's loud voice announced from the top of the stairs. He quickly ran down, his braid bouncing behind him, and seated himself despite his friend's protests. "I am starving, injured, exhausted, pissed off, and extremely cranky!" he yelled as an excuse. "I am going to eat as much as I want AND drink beer or ale or whatever it's called here. That herb the healer gave me is wearing off and I'm begginning to throb." As if to demonstrate, he shivered along his frame for a moment and his right hand twitched.
Duo's wing had been bound against his back in a custom made sling, a bandage wrapped around his arm, shoulder, wing, and back. His arm had also been placed in a cast so he wouldn't disturb the healing process of his shoulder-wing. He had a blanket wrapped around his shoulders as opposed to coming down shirtless or trying to pull a shirt on, which would be next to impossible.
They had just completed their meal, Duo asking for seconds. He had completed half his plate, which was heaped to the top, when someone tapped him on the shoulder, making him wince before he automatically followed through on his pilot instincts. He twisted sharply, grabbing two wrists in his hands and lifting up a knee to guard his stomach from any wayward limbs. The entire movement caused him to gasp out in pain, though he didn't release his grip.
"Hey!" Duo looked up into two very deep violet eyes.
Duo let go in shock, and pain, somewhat, as he stared at the person. She stepped back, rubbing her wrists where he had grabbed her. She stood as tall as Duo, dressed in a black tunic with a light white-silver shawl, one of the complete square ones with a hole in the middle for the head, draped over her shoulders, the tips reaching her hips. A small white sash was tied around her waist, and the white leggings were accented by black moccasin type slippers. Her eyes, as he very well noticed, were a very deep violet, shaded with white in a most becoming matter. She had a heart shaped face and light pink lips. Her hair was a snowy white color, and seemed to sparkle silver in some places in the candlelight. But what attracted Duo's attention was that it was pulled back into a braid just like his. A braid that was thicker and longer than his, much longer. The end hung just above her ankles.
"Holy shit!"
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Sutoomu: "And that is it! A bit more suspense...can't wait to find out who she is, eh? Well, you'll just have to wait until the boys and I are done our picnic." /picks up another sandwich/
Wufei: "They are not stupid, Storm. They can probably guess."
Duo: "Can I have a clue? After all, I DID get hurt. I'm injured, weak, poor little Duo..."
Sutoomu: "No Duo."
Duo: "Oh, c'mon." /whines/ "Please..." /gives Sutoomu puppy eyes/
Sutoomu: "No, not the puppy eyes! I'm not giving away the secret! I...must...resist..." /covers eyes and runs away in fear/ "Help, Heero! Duo's attacking me with puppy eyes!"
Heero: "Hn." /gives Sutoomu a death glare as he expertly catches the frisbeeand throws it back toTrowa/
Sutoomu: "Aaaaah!" /runs away to hide/ "I've got to get away. Must write next chappie quick, before puppy eyes...death glare...killing me...Aaaaaah!"
Duo: "C'mon, just a li'l clue?" /runs after Sutoomu/
Quatre: "Well, they're busy now..." /yawns sleepily and lays down under the tree branches/ "G'night..."