Wings and Horns Chapter 12

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"I gave you specific orders to destroy both of them, and yet there they are, running around on Earth still. You better have a good reason why I shouldn't clip your wings and get someone else on this job."

Bowing down before his ruler, he raised his head slightly. Not making eye contact, for it was bidden to do so, he apologized. "I'm very sorry, my lord. The reason why it has taken me this long is because they are suspicious. They know someone's after them."

"You have exactly two earth days to finish the job. If it is not completed, not only will your wings get clipped, you will be banished to the darkest corner of Hades. Do I make myself clear?"

"Unquestionably clear my lord."

Getting up off his knees, the angel flew out of the room leaving his lord to himself.

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"Alex?"

Thomas kneeled next to his friend outside the gates of heaven. Alex looked so pale and frail compared to what he used to look like when he was healthy. "Alex, are you alright buddy?"

Looking up at his longtime friend, Alex gave a weak smile. "You have to help Trowa come to the realization that there's nothing we can do, alright? Look after Quatre as well. I'm not allowed to leave this place now. All the other angels are talking about how He has ordered a lockdown for me. Besides, Quatre doesn't have much longer anyways, I'm afraid."

"Hey, don't say that Alex! We'll find this guy and put an end to it. Everything will be alright, I promise."

"Thomas, you don't understand. This guy that we are after is stronger than ten of us. There's no way we can bring him down, let alone stop him. I'm sorry, but I'm being called back inside. Goodbye my friend."

Thomas stood and held out a hand to Alex. Helping the angel up, he took him in his embraced and hugged the white figure. "Maybe we'll be paired up again. You made these last few centuries fly by. All the others are jealous of what we have, Alex. Even the devil himself can't believe that an angel and a demon can get along. Take care buddy."

Alex could feel the tears that had formed threatened to run over at any given second. Taking one last glance at his friend, he turned and entered into the gates that lead to Heaven. Thomas wiped away his own tears, and turned away from the gates. Taking a deep breath to gain his composure, he decided to go back to his own home and think things through before proceeding.

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"Quatre, come on wake up!"

Wufei and Duo stood over the pale figure that lay in the bed. The blonde had been asleep for nearly ten hours. Heero had gone looking for Trowa when he noticed that the Arabian's breathing was getting shallower. Duo shook Quatre again with no avail.

"Wufei, do something!"

"Like what? Duo he's not going to live much longer, just look at him."

Duo glanced over his friend's body. Wufei was right, Quatre would only live at least another hour. "What are we going to tell Trowa if he…"

Placing a hand on Duo's shoulder, Wufei sighed. "The truth, Duo, that's what. How are you feeling though?"

"I'm alright. A lot better compared to Quatre. Why does it have to be this way? Who the hell can be doing this?"

"Who ever it is must be some lowlife scum."

"Duo? Fei?"

"Quatre, you're awake!"

Aquamarine eyes glanced up at the two that stood hovering over the bed. They weren't as bright with life as they once had been. "I…I don't have that much longer." Coughing up some more blood, Quatre closed his eyes. "I'm sorry…for causing so much trouble. Tell Trowa…I'll see him again and…thanks for being…my friends."

"Quatre, don't you dare start talking that way!"

"Yeah, listen to Duo for once. You're going to make it through this."

Opening his eyes, Quatre gave his friends a slight smile before closing his eyes and taking his last breath.

"Quatre…Quatre!"

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Heero drove up to the apartment complex where Trowa and Quatre kept a room rented there when they wanted to get away. He had looked everywhere else that he could think of and hoped that Trowa would be here. Getting out of the car, he entered the building and went straight to apartment 45A. Knocking on the door, he heard a faint noise. Pushing the door open, Heero was taken back when he saw Trowa sitting on the floor in front of the couch, his right hand over his heart and tears falling to the floor.

"Trowa…what's wrong?"

Going over to sit by his friend, Heero saw copies of the newspaper articles from the library and photos from various vacations or every day activities that had been taken of Quatre and Trowa. "He's gone…"

"Who's gone?"

"Quatre…he…he's dead."

"Oh God no."

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Alright so it's a short chapter, but at least I updated right? Let me know what you think so far. I promise to put up the next chapter as soon as I can.