Title: Bullet with Butterfly Wings 3/?

Author: Gaia

Pairings: 1+2, 3+4

Rating: PG-13-R

Warnings: THIS IS NOT A SONGFIC!!! (I promise…) slight language, slight sexual content, self-insertion, slight OOC, AU….um.. I think that's it….

Disclaimers: pouts The Gundam Pilots don't belong to me, but I love to play with them!! If you wanna give them to me for free, I'll take 'em… Also, the song belongs to the Smashing Pumpkins, I just borrowed the title…

Notes: This fic is a little different from what I usually write. It's in first person and it's Heero's POV…. grins But it's fun to write.

Feedback: I'd love it!

Bullet with Butterfly Wings by Gaia

A Meeting with the Father

I wandered into their kitchen and found a stockpile of soup and other easily prepared foods. I checked the refrigerator and found a drawer full of cheese and an abundance of Tupperware containers.

Dweia had followed me into the kitchen and offered to make me food.

"What do you like to eat, Heero?" Dweia asked, pulling containers out of the refrigerator.

"I like most foods, but if you have any Chinese or Japanese food, that would be great."

"Perfect. I have lo mein, sweet and sour chicken, fried rice, and plain rice. Would you like one of those or a plate of all of them?"

"Um… Can I have a little bit of each, please?"

"No problem." Dweia prepared a dish for me and put it in the microwave. While it was heating up, Gaia walked in and, grabbing a bowl, filled it with white rice. She waited patiently for my food to finish.

"So, Heero. What's your story? Why are you a Gundam pilot?" Gaia leaned against the counter and leveled a quiet gaze on my face.

"It's what I was trained for since I was a child. I don't have much of a history other than that." I paled at the determined look that Gaia shot at me.

Dweia put a halt to the conversation by pulling my plate out of the microwave and handing it to me. She put her hand at the small of my back and pushed me gently into the living room, shooting an evil glare at Gaia as she went.

Gaia just shrugged and made her own plate of food.

I sat down on the couch that Gaia and Dweia had folded back up when I had left the room. I chewed silently, somehow knowing that the surprises of the day were far from over.

Duo walked back in, emotions back under control, and sat in the chair next to the couch.

"Heero, we didn't tell you all of the truth." Gaia walked around the room, shutting the blinds on all the windows. The slight glow of sunset disappeared as she shut the last blind and clicked on a lamp.

"What more can there be? Is this Algol person stopping by for tea tonight?" I asked sarcastically.

"No, but we do have some hunting to do." The gleam in Gaia's eyes scared me just a little, but I wouldn't admit it if anyone asked.

"Gaia, sit down. Heero, about a thousand years ago, Algol…mutated. His right hand man mutated about three hundred years later. This mutation was passed along to only a few of their 'children'. Gaia and I are both one of them." Dweia blushed slightly as she and Gaia took off their t-shirts, leaving them in black tank tops.

They both started shaking; eyes squeezed shut, as if in pain. A keening wail sounded from Gaia's lips and she collapsed to the ground. Dweia fell backwards into a chair and bent in half.

Something on her back caught my eye. Twin bumps grew quickly right next to her shoulder blades, stretching her skin to the breaking point. Dweia screamed and the skin of her back ripped open. Black and red feather wings grew rapidly and her scream was cut off as the skin around her wings began to heal immediately.

She stayed in the chair as she tried to catch her breath.

Gaia pushed herself to her knees, gasping. Pure black feathered wings now framed her body, their wingspan at least twice her height.

I shut my mouth when I realized it was hanging open and turned to Duo. He was looking at them in amazement.

"Sorry we didn't tell you about this sooner, Duo. We really were planning on telling you, but a lot has happened since you came here." Gaia explained when she had regained her breath.

Duo shook his head. "No, I just thought…well…um…" Duo's voice broke and he stopped talking. He started taking deeper breaths and leaned slightly forward. The back of his shirt ripped open. I stared in shock as black leathery wings forced their way through his skin and spread slightly. Duo gasped in pain and collapsed into a heap onto the floor. His wings flapped slightly when the skin around them was finished healing.

Gaia and Dweia stared in shock. "You have… wings? Your mentor doesn't know, does he?" Dweia asked; her voice hoarse.

"No. I didn't want to tell him because I know what kind of problems it would cause." Duo stared at the ground, scuffing his toe on the floor.

Gaia circled him slowly, her own wings pulled tightly behind her. "Your transformation is easier because Algol was the one who made you the way you are. I've never seen leathery wings before, except on Algol." Gaia reached out slowly and caressed one of Duo's wings, causing him to giggle.

"Sorry. They're ticklish."

Gaia nodded. "I should have figured that because so are ours."

Duo studied the two girls' wings, the same as I had been doing for the past five minutes. He reached his hand out cautiously and stroked along one of the pure black feathers of Gaia's wings and smiled when she stiffened slightly and automatically moved away.

"So, let me get this straight. You're not full-blooded vampires, you're half-bloods, you fight against your brethren and creators, and, to top all that off, you have wings and can fly?" I cringed at my tone, but couldn't stop the words from falling out of my mouth. It would seem that I had been afflicted with Duo's diarrhea of the mouth.

Duo looked at me in shock and then slowly nodded. "Yes. There's no denying that, but it's just like in the war. I'm given my orders and I'm to follow them or be considered a traitor to the cause. I've killed far more men than you might have thought and I will not hesitate to kill more if they are vampiric. You have to understand, Heero, vampires are scum. They feed on any who cross their path and don't care what lives are ruined. They toy with mortals because they are bored or just hungry. They are psychopathic killers who have a near-eternal lifespan. They need to be gotten rid of." Duo turned away.

I was on the receiving end of twin glares as Gaia and Dweia hurried to comfort Duo.

"But what happens once all the vampires are gone? Will you start hunting those who are like you? What will you do?" My voice quivered as I asked these questions.

Duo blinked and looked at me coldly. "I don't know, Heero and at this point, I could care less because we are nowhere near that point. There are too many vampires out there and you don't even realize it. Stop asking questions that have no relevance in the here and now."

Duo cracked his knuckles and started pacing the length of the room.

"Vampeels are not dangerous to humans. There's no reason for us to hunt others down. While we cannot resist the urge to feed, we have others means of feeding."

"What does that mean? Other means of feeding?" I blurted out these questions before I could stop myself.

"Cows, rats, dogs, any stray animal that would not be missed as much as a human being. I hate having to kill to feed, but it is the only way, and if you save the blood that you don't drink, you have a supply."

"I… you really are a god of death, aren't you?" I asked, unable to keep the words contained.

"No. I am THE God of Death." Duo looked at me with a strange smile on his face, one that was reminiscent of the one he had before and after a battle.

Half an hour later, the four of us stood in the living room, ready to leave for their hunt. Duo stood, resplendent in his leather outfit, with his arms crossed over his chest, glaring at me. A sword was strapped over the back of his trench coat and daggers were hidden in various places over his body. Stakes were strapped to his waist and a small can of garlic spray was secured were his thigh holster usually was.

Gaia and Dweia stood in much the same type of outfit. All black leather, a sword strapped to both their backs, a second sword strapped at Dweia's hip, a bow slung over Gaia's shoulder, along with a quiver of deadly looking arrows, stakes, and garlic spray strapped to their bodies. They also had small pouches secured to their belts containing healing salves that worked to help them heal three times faster than normal. Since they were half vampire, they already healed much faster than normal, but the salve was for the more serious injuries that might slow them down during a fight.

"Are we ready to go?" Dweia looked around at all of us to check.

Duo and I nodded, while Gaia just walked out the door and slid behind the driver's seat of a black Chevy Tahoe.

She started the car after securing her weapons next to her.

When all of us were finally settled in the car, Duo in the passenger seat and me and Dweia in the backseat, Dweia turned around and started passing things to me from the rear of the car.

In the end, I had a bundle of black leather (that turned out to be a trench coat), a sword, several stakes, and a can of garlic spray.

"You keep extra trench coats in your car?" I said in a disbelieving tone.

"Of course. They are the easiest type of armor to move around in. They don't deflect bullets or anything, but not many vampires feel the need for guns, despite what you see in the movies." Dweia explained. "The leather is an extra layer that can help against swords or fangs, which are a vampire's choice weapons."

I blinked and began to wonder where I was going to carry everything.

"There's a strap that you can hook the sheath of the sword to on the back of the trench coat. The straps on the inside at chest level are for the stakes and I find that carrying the garlic spray in the pocket is quite convenient." Gaia gave me a wry smile in the rearview mirror.

"So why do you drive around in a car if you have wings and can fly wherever you need to go?"

"Flying is tiring. It can take a lot out of a person, especially if you have to go a long distance. You don't want to arrive to a battle almost completely drained from flying. Also, a lot of humans love to star-gaze and it's just safer if we don't risk being seen." Dweia said.

"Oh." I said sheepishly.

The ride continued in silence for awhile and I watched the scenery pass by.

Next to me, Duo was wiping his sword, making sure the edge was sharp, when he suddenly stiffened.

"Stop the car. This is where we need to be." He choked the words out.

"I can feel it, too." Dweia nodded.

I looked out the window, wondering what they were talking about. They could feel where they needed to be?

Gaia stopped the car and got out, followed soon by Dweia. Duo sheathed his sword and then slid out of the passenger seat.

I hesitated and, by the time I got out of the car, three winged vampeels stood around me.

Sliding the trench coat on and putting everything where I had been told to, I watched the three of them, wondering why we were standing in the middle of an open field.

"So glad we meet again, young ones." We all stiffened at the voice that came out of the darkness.

"Vega. So… happy to see you again." Gaia smiled grimly at the tall man that was walking towards us.

"You sound so very enthusiastic, my dear. One would think you'd be happy to see your father after so long."

I studied the man coming closer to us, a shiver running up my spine. He had waist length orange hair and flashing silver eyes. He was taller than any of us standing before him by at least six inches and he was very muscular. Vega was dressed in a blood red silk tunic and tight black pants. He smiled slightly, showing off his fangs and my blood ran cold.

"You were never our father. You are merely the one who murdered our mother and cursed us with your fucking heritage!" Dweia said, her jaw set.

"That heritage is the only reason I haven't killed you yet. Join me, join Algol, and you won't have to worry about fighting us." Vega said quietly.

"We would never join you." Gaia scowled at him.

Before I understood what was happening, Vega was behind me, pulling me towards his chest and holding a knife to my throat.

"Not even to spare this one's life?" He hissed.

End Chapter Three

Notes: Um… I'm sorry? For a lot of reasons. I haven't posted anything in awhile because of real life and all that bullshit. This is a little shorter than the other chapters, but it's a finished chapter, so I figured I should put it up. Please don't hurt me for ending it like I did. It'll make sense when I post the next chapter, whenever that may be.