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Bang! Bang!

Shots sounded in the air. Sally and Wufei exchanged a glance before Wufei swiveled into the street where the shots came from. The street led to a canal where a fight was taking place. A bleeding Heero was shooting at a band of five armed, blacked clothed men. Heero had many open wounds that were bleeding profusely and a very nasty looking wound on his forehead. He was limping and trying desperately to get away from his pursuers. Wufei hit the gas and dived towards Heero while Sally opened the door to get Heero into the van. They immediately made their escape, taking advantage of the pursuers' momentary shock. Sally placed Heero on the floor of the van as she accessed his wounds. He had a variety of broken bones and cuts all over his body. A few of his ribs were broken and were pressing against his lungs, making it difficult for him to breathe. He was also suffering from severe blood loss. "We need to get him to a hospital," said Sally worriedly. "I don't have the equipment to save him." "We are as good as there," replied Wufei as he punched the accelerator. Sally nodded her approval as she felt something warm and sticky cover her hand. Heero had gotten a hold of it. "Re...Relena...must save her..." Heero spluttered as he vomited blood. "There...there...don't worry...she is fine..." comforted Sally. "Some...someone...wants to kill...her..."he gripped tighter on Sally's hand. "Disk...information..." he managed to say and pass Sally the disk before the fiery pain engulfed him and he fell into a black abyss.

Nothingness

Heero's dreamscape

He was floating in a black world of nothingness. The pain that had consuming him was gone. He was feeling numb and lightheaded.

'Is this how it feels to die?'

He floated into the nothingness as he heard a voice calling out to him.

Relena's voice. "Heero, wake up! You can't die. You can't. Heero."

Then, it faded away.

'Should I die? It feels so nice to die.'

Heero closed his eyes as death closed in on him.

Images of his life flashed before his eyes.

The first time he rode his Gundam. The person who had taught him to fight. The first time he met Relena. Their first dance at her birthday ball. The first fight with Wing Zero. The last fight with Zechs.

These were the scenes that made up his life.

"You can't die, Heero," whispered a woman's voice. It sounded so familiar. So warm. So comforting. "Live, Heero. There is so much more to life that you have yet to see." "To die would be an awfully big adventure." He argued, unwilling to give up his wish of dying.

"To live would be another big adventure." She replied as she escaped the recess of his mind. 'Live. Yes. I want to see Relena again. I'm a warrior. Death is supposed to chase me. I don't run into the arms of death.'

To be continued... I'm sorry that it is also very short...working on the next one already...pls read and review. New Dye( ): thanks for the review. I needed suggestions so very much. Thank you.

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