The Best Thief
Swift
Abby Ebon
Summary: The pilots show up at Duo's junkyard on L2; they expect him to be alone- but Swift, an old friend, is helping out. Murder is common on L2- so are street-rats, and the pilots need help tracking a murderer who killed a high-ranking military leader who died in a raid. They ask Duo and Swift to go undercover to find the murderer among the low life of L2 - but when they hear of a thief killing other thieves- and hiring out to be an assassin- it all comes down to who the best thief is- because the murderer is after one of them.
-Swift's POV-
Well there isn't much to tell you about myself. Other then that I grew up on the streets and things that are morally wrong to most of societies little social butterflies ain't so bad to me.
I scrounged for food, and when pickings we're too slim I stole. I am proud of that; I used that skill to stay alive, stayed alive while other's gave up, either wasted away or died, ain't much difference between those two.
I don't know my real name or my birthday, and that's pretty common here with the orphan's on L2. So I go by what my street family calls me - Swift. I suppose every one feels like they we're meant for better things.
And those that don't, either gave up, or have done what they dreamed to do. Yah, I know, it's rare and hard to believe but there are those kinds of people in this world of ours.
And if you ever meet those rare people you see a glow around them and when they truly smile at something it's like you feel a contentment and peace, like you lived your life for that moment.
Then that feeling fades and leaves you feeling more alone then you've ever been. But you can't help smiling back. Ain't nothing like it in the world. That's what it felt like when my best friend came back home to L2.
We'd grown up with each other as far back as I can remember. Even farther back then we found Solo, and joined up with his street family. He calls himself Duo now, to remember Solo by.
And the last name Maxwell to remember the church he spent some time in. At time's Duo Maxwell is just like my old street friend, other times he is caught in memories of the war, piloting his Gundam, or of the other Gundam pilots.
I don't share his memories of that time, so I can't do anything to help him. Sometimes it gnaws at me so bad that I want to contact his old war buddy's for a little get together. It would probably make it worse but at least he'd smile again.
That'd be worth something at least. And it would be something I could do. Solo told us once that I was the younger, not sure if that's the truth or not but Solo never lied to us.
It was an odd thing for me, I'd always felt like I was the big brother and that I had to protect him. Ah well, enough of this musing and wishing can't do anything with those so it's back to work again.
After a few hour's of working on a motor of a old bet up pick up truck I catch sight of two men, not much older then me coming up to where I was. People always say Duo and I look alike.
'More like twins then brothers' Sister Helen had once said. I guess it's still true cause the only difference I can see is that my eye's are honey gold, amber like and Duo's are a dark blue almost purple.
My hair isn't as long either, about high waist length, rather then Duo's past thigh braided hair. I prefer a ponytail to a braid.
Anyway back to these guy's.
One was blond with pretty blue eyes and the other brown haired and green eyed. I knew they were some of Duo's war buddy's long before they reached me. I didn't know what they wanted so I called to Duo using our old street system.
"Bro, come out here!" I must have started the blond cause he looked strangely at me for a few moments. I know Duo well enough to know he was in the shadows somewhere nearby in our junkyard.
And as if by magic he appeared beside me the military boys had reached our chain link fence that surrounded the yard.
"Do you know them?" I questioned softy, wary now that the two were only a few feet away. Duo nodded, his eyes becoming darker with an emotion I had never seen on his face before.