Wings and Horns
A/N: I don't own Gundam Wing, etc.

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A bright light shone in the hall shortly before a dark one appeared. A figure appeared in the bright light and stood there frowing upon the one in the dark one. Waiting for his devil angel to streatch his wings and get his tail situated, the good angel yawned. He didn't know why the other one had to take an hour to get his wings and tail fixed when they were only meeting for a couple of minutes.

"Will you hurry up? We don't have all night you know?"

"Don't get your halo in a knot! What's going on?"

"You know perfectly well what's going on. That train wreck."

What about it?"

Sighing the good angel turned and started walking down the hall. Stopping in front of Quatre and Trowa's bedroom door, he raised his hand. The dark figure came over and watched as his friend made the door transparent so they could look inside. Trowa and Quatre laid there wrapped in each others arms, sleeping soundly.

"Cute couple aren't they?"

"Yeah. I just wish he knew."

"Don't worry buddy, you could always tell him."

"He will die."

"All the better for you then."

"Thomas, he wont be better for me. You know that better than I do. If he dies, we wont be anywhere near each other."

"Alex, just enjoy what you have. I thought we were suppose to be talking about that wreck."

Alex lowered his hand and the door went back to normal. Leaning with his back against the wall, Alex stared at the floor talking quietly to Thomas.

"How many did you take?"

"More than you, that's for sure."

"We have to do something. If more and more people are dying every day, we can't afford for them to go to hell."

"For one thing. I can afford for them to. After all I am from there."

Sighing, Alex glanced up at his dark friend. How could they be opposite, not just in personalities, but from the places they were from. Alex was one of the angels from heaven. Doing good in the world, helping people find their way to God, never letting anyone down. Thomas was from hell. Bringing people down was his job. Even though there were these differences between the two, they were the best of friends. On their little missions, like the train wreck today, they were always paired up with each other. Probably because none of the other angels wanted anything to do with a demon.

"Did the train blow up?"

"You know it did, Alex. None of the ones that were on the train when it did blow were yours. I hate to say it, but you are right. More and more people are dying these days and not a whole lot are going your way."

"The other angels and I have been discussing that. They keep saying that if things don't change then we will be out of a job."

"You can always work right alongside me down below."

Thomas laughed and hit the angel on the shoulder playfully. Seeing that there was no hope in cheering his good friend up, Thomas sat down on the floor and crossed his legs. They both were quiet for what seemed like eternity. Playing with his long, brown hair as he thought of something he could say, Thomas tried to imagine the world without heaven. Before he had been killed, Thomas was an active churchgoer. Guess he didn't believe what was being preached to end up in the opposite place he was suppose to go. Looking back on the day he had been killed, he shuddered. Alex had noticed this and squatted down so he was eye level.

"Things can be different from what we believe they are, huh?"

"Tell me about it. I thought for sure I was going to go to heaven. What happened?"

"You sinned at the last minute."

"What do you mean?"

"Cursed God."

"Oh."

Alex stood back up and offered Thomas his hand. Accepting it, Thomas let himself be pulled up off the floor.

"Guess we better go see how things ended up at the wreck before the night's over."

"We're suppose to."

Alex disappeared before Thomas could blink. Smiling the demon followed. Before they knew it, both men were on the Z-184 colony by the wrecked train. Firemen and police officers were still working on clearing up the mess and trying to find any bodies. The air was filled with smoke and gas fumes from earlier. Walking around in the train, Alex came across a little kids body. The girl had to be about five and she was holding onto her teddy bear. Closing his eyes, Alex said a silent prayer. Thomas came along beside him and laid a gently hand on the angels shoulder. Together they continued walking along the interior of the train. Passing through firemen that worked busily and going easily through the doors that was left in contact. Finally they came out at the end and walked over to were the survivors and the ones barely living were being kept. Thomas stopped in front of a man that had to be about thirty-five. He was wrapped from head to toe and was covered in third degree burns. Frowning, Thomas turned to Alex.

"Wait for me to come back. It's going to be a long night."

"Don't worry. Gotta do what we gotta do."

"Ain't that the truth."

Alex watched as Thomas waited for the man to slowly pass away. The man's soul exited his now empty body and stood in front of the two figures. Blinking a couple of times the man smiled.

"I'm alright. I thought for sure I'd never live through that. I can't wait to get back to my wife."

"I'm sorry, sir. But that will be impossible now."

"What do you mean? I'm fine, look I'm walking like I wasn't even in that wreck."

"You've died. My friend is here to take you to your final resting place."

"No. That's not true. This is not real."

Thomas looked at Alex as he tried to explain to the man that he had died after all. This was always the worst part for the two. Telling the person that they had died. Usually the two took turns delivering the bad news. Thomas was glad to have a good friend like Alex. Usually the other demons complained how they were always the one to do the dirty work. Thomas reached his hand out to the man.

"Sir, we have to go now."

"Go where?"

"You'll see when we get down there."

"What do you mean down there? I'm not going to hell! I refuse to!"

The man tried to turn and run but Thomas snapped his fingers, and some chains clamped around the mans feet. Alex turned and walked a few feet away taking interest in a little boy that wasn't even three yet. Thomas disappeared with the man and reappeared a couple of seconds later. Taking his place next to Alex, he smiled.

"I love when they put up a good fight."

Alex looked at Thomas and saw that he was talking about the boy. Smiling he nodded. They continued walking down the rows of people. Chinese, Japanese, German, American, men, women, children, the list just went on and on. Both men worked through the night and were relieved when they saw that the sun was rising.

"Our shift is over for the day."

"Thank God. I was getting kind of down in the dumps having to take these lives to him."

"Thomas. What was the cause of this wreck?"

Thomas looked up into the sky. Putting his hands behind his head, he could tell that his replacement was coming to take over. Alex's replacement was also coming. Turning his attention back to his friend, he frowned deeper.

"Some kids were playing on the tracks. You know how they have those computer programs that can tell where there's something on the tracks now a days? Well, the conductor was doing about a hundred and thirty miles an hour. That's a dangerous speed anyways, but they also made trains faster since people are in a hurry anymore. The program gave the warning about fifteen minutes prior to where the kids were. The conductor tried to slow down, but the brakes locked up and the train derailed on the turn."

Alex looked around at all the people that laid there or were starting to walk around to see if their relatives or friends that were on the train with them had made it out alive. Seeing his replacement, he headed over to him and explained where he had stopped at the last person that had passed away and informed the other angel about how the accident had been caused. Thomas saw the other answer shaking his head with a worried and an angered look on his face. Alex turned and motioned for Thomas to meet him back at the place where they had first met in the hall. Arriving in the designated spot, Thomas shrugged.

"So what's going on?"

"Not many of those people that are left alive are going to die."

"That's good."

"Yeah. That's good indead. We better get back before these guys wake up."

"Yep. See you tonight."

"See you."

Alex disappeared with a bright light flashing where he had been. Thomas waited a few minutes and did the same. Just as soon as the cloud of smoke and dissipatated, the ex-pilots were stirring out of their deep slumbers.

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