The king of hell looked upon an angel that lay at his feet. The angel was young, no older 4. He was a beautiful child, his hair was dark brown and his eyes were the color of the sky. His white wings blackened by the smoke of hell, his eyes full of tears as he looked upon the king, his eyes where so full of sorrow that it made even the king of hell look down at this angel child with such pity that to those wandering by would think him weak for wanting to cry with this poor little angel child.
As the king of hell looked down at the lost little angel, his youngest son came running into the room. His violet eyes and long hair gave him away. Startling him as the little boy quickly hid behind him. A human soul was following the boy and stops when she sees the king. The soul bows to the king before he began to speak.
"Your highness! I did not expect to see you in here." The soul stammered out nervously.
"You may rise, may I ask what has young Duo done this time that you feel the need to chase him around the castle?"
"I wasn't doing any thing daddy.."
"He refuses to play with the other children again."
"Oh I see, Duo why won't you play with other children?"
"They say mean things daddy, they don't like me.." Duo's eyes started to tear up.
"Your highness I assure you that they do no such thing. I am with the young prince all day and not one child has said one mean thing."
"Duo don't lie, it will upset your mother if you do."
"But daddy I'm not lying. They say it in my head just like she says the same thing in mine. The only people that like me are you and mommy." The king glared at the soul and gave a nod of dismissal.
"Duo you hear them in your head?" Duo nodded. "My dear little boy is hearer! Now my son what is it do you hear?"
"Nothing daddy."
"Nothing, are you sure?" Duo nodded. "Has this ever happened before?"
"Daddy, who's that?" Duo pointed to the little angel. The angel looked at Duo and smiled and of course Duo smiled back.
"I don't know how about you take him to your room and find out."
"Ok daddy." Duo walked up to the angel and introduced himself. "I'm Duo, whats your name?" He helped up the angel as he said this.
"Heero," replied the angel quietly.
"Well Heero lets go to my room and play. I got a new toy that I will share with you if you want." Heero nodded. Duo still holding Heero's hand began to pull him out of the room. The king smiled at his son's antics as he watched them.
A servant rushed into the room and bow. "Your highness, forgive me but there is news that you must hear. The banished prince has attacked what shall we do?"
"Send out the alarms and get my generals to the planning room."
"Soooo.. If I let you play with my new toy you have to promise that you will not break it and will be really careful."
"I promise," Heero whispered.
"What did you say 'Ro? Speak louder."
"I.. I promise."
"Promise what?" Duo smiled brightly.
"I promise that I will be careful and not break your new toy."
"Now smile." Heero forced a smile which made Duo smile more brightly. "I like your smile you should smile more."
Unknown to the two boy playing, a civil war had started in Hell. Since that moment those two boys were never seen a part. As the war and years raged onwards towards the final battle, which ended in victory. But it had a high and terrible cost, shortly after the battle the king of Hell died from injuries sustained from battle.
The responsibility of the kingdom fell on to Duo's older brother. Trieze, became king soon after. The King never got to tell any one about his youngest amazing ability. So as every one prepared for the festival, the soon to be king was about to be entering a meeting with the representatives from Heaven about a treaty between the two. Trieze appointed Heero and Duo as his personal guards.
As the three of them head down to where the meeting was being held. Trieze started to speak.
"Duo, I have a request."
"Yes, dear brother." Duo was mocking Trieze, but that was usual for the two. Heero sat next to Duo silently.
Trieze smiled at his brothers game. "Duo I'm being serious! Does every thing have to be a joke?"
"Of course, this is Duo your talking about. If he took anything serious his brain might explode from over use." Heero chimed in.
"Hey! That was mean 'Ro! Besides things would not be as interesting if I was ever serious. So what did you want to ask?"
"Duo and Heero, I was wondering if you could sit with me at this meeting?"
Duo was about to open his mouth to say something rude but Heero interrupted him. "We would be glad to." The rest of the walk was in silence. When they reached the room, Duo and Heero step back, Heero moved to the other side of Trieze, so that they were flanking him. That was how they entered the room.
"Good afternoon gentle angels, I am Trieze. Soon to be King of Hell."
"Hello Trieze, I am Zechs," replied a man with long blond hair and a mask covering half of his face. "I am sorry to here about you father. It sad that we had to meet under these circumstances. Shall I introduce you to my guards and advisors. The Black haired boy is Wufei, next to him is Trowa, they are my guards. The short blond haired man is Quatre and next to him is my sister."
As Zechs was talking they move into the room and closed the door. There was a gasp from the short haired blondie.
"Please excuse Quatre, he is gifted with the feeling, hearing, and sight."
Duo leaned closer to Heero and whishered. " Well I would hope so, he wouldn't make such an lively angel if he was blind, deaf, and stupid." Heero smiled.
"What has upset him?" asked Trieze while he glared at his brother.
"I do not know. Quatre what has you so upset?"
"I can't get any thing. Usually I have to concentrate a lot to block out the unshielded but I am not getting any thing from them or any one. They all looked at the three.
"Hey, don't look at me I don't have any of those freaky gifts. I wouldn't know what this is all about." Duo said. "Heero is the weird one." Heero looked at him like he was crazy.
"Hey, you look familiar, what did he say your names was? Heero, I know that name from some where." Said Quatre. Wufei and Trowa both stepped forward and fell to their knees.
"Your Highness, we had thought you had perished with the rest of your family."
Duo looked at Heero. "Highness?! Heero is not from heaven, he has been with me ever since.. since.. forever. We have never been separated, he can't be an angel. Besides his wings are black."
"Oh god! Heero, your alive! Wow you sure have changed. So you been down here the entire time. Why didn't you return to Heaven?" asked Quatre.
"I don't know what you all are talking about I have always been with Duo. As far, back as I can remember we were always together, plus my wings are black. I think you angels are confusing me with some one else." Replied Heero politely.
"No, I'm almost a 100 percent sure that you are who we say you are. There will be a great celebration in heaven when you return." Said Zechs.
"Heero can't go to Heaven! He belongs here with me! We have never been separated!" replied Duo.
"Then there will be no treaty and God shall know that you hold his only grandson hostage." Responded Zechs.
"Trieze, you can't let them take him!"
"Duo I have no choice, we need this treaty and we can't handle another war this soon." Replied Trieze. "Heero you are to go pack you things and will be leaving with them," Heero nodded and turned to leave the room. Duo slowly fallowing him.
Once the two were gone, Quatre began to speak. "It is one of them. The second they left the room I had to block everything out again." Every one looked at him.