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Chapter 8:
Heero was in the sky with his Gundam out in the distance. He was just hanging in the air, the wings open and the feet down. Rodney and John watched him with Weir. She had her hands crossed over her chest as she watched him carefully.
"Why is he just hovering there?" she asked after a moment.
Rodney looked at her. "Maybe he's taking a nap," he said and looked back on the screen. Carson shook his head as he watched the life signs on the monitor. They showed that he was calm; more collected then the normal fighter pilot. "Zero-one this is Rodney." There was no response as he hung there.
"How's he doing that?" John asked out loud.
"Happy thoughts and fairy dust, what do you think Sheppard? Lots and lots and massive amounts of power," he said.
"Enough to power the gate?" John asked.
"Technically yes," Rodney said and went back to the computer. "But we don't need it."
"This is Zero-one," Heero replied.
"Doctor Weir wants a word," Rodney said, Heero came up on the screen.
"Hey Zero-one, I have a little surprise for you, why don't you head on back," she said and waited as the Gundam hovered for a moment, and then moved closer to them.
"What's going on Weir?" John asked, she looked at him a smile on her lips as she turned around and walked inside. John followed her as the mobile suit landed and Heero jumped out. Carson then went to take the medical testing equipment off of him
"How's he doing?" Weir asked as she walked in.
"Loud," Teyla replied. There standing in front of the gate was a boy dressed in what looked like a priest robes and a baseball cap. He had his hands on his head as he stood there spouting out curses though there were no guns trained on him he looked like there were. Weir smiled at him and he started yelling at her.
Heero walked in behind and to the side of him, his eyes widen some when he saw the braided boy. He stepped up behind the yelling teen. He pulled his gun and placed it and the back of the boy's head. The teen seemed to snap and lash out with a kick; Heero stopped it with his arm and leaned into it.
The braided boy blinked a couple of times, "He…Heero?" he asked.
"Hn," he agreed.
The braided boy started to get tears in his eyes. "Hey buddy… long time," he said and waited a moment, then wrapped his arms around Heero in a hug. "I missed ya Hee-man."
"Duo, how did you get here?" he asked.
"That thing," he said and waved at the Stargate. "Once I landed and snuck into the base…
-A few Days before-
"Damn it Kat, I can't do this," he said as they sat in space. "I can't sit here and let the colonies push us away, they don't want us as allies, fine!"
"Duo you don't mean that!" Quatre argued through the radio.
"Yeah, why the hell not? Heero turned tail, and now the colonies… Let OZ win," he called back and started to laugh again. Then without warning Deathscythe's power was cut off. The last thing he heard was Quatre's voice calling his name.
He woke up with the feel of gravity, as he was pressed against some of Deathscythe's screens. He blinked a few time and did a silent reading, the screens popped on and there were several men and a couple of women around him. He was in a Military base, but they hadn't opened the hatch and drag him out. That was more then odd. He looked around; they all seemed to be looking to two men for information. One was an older man with grey hair and sunglasses; the other was a younger male with semi- longish hair and glasses. Duo called up his silent systems and looked at them, he didn't have his hyper jammers online, and it seems all other systems were operational. They had coffee and food on a table not to far away, like they expected some one, or ones to come out of the suit.
Well it seemed he would have to sit and wait it out, he could do that. He kicked back and relaxed.
By the second night they still hadn't gone away and he was starving, he didn't know how long he was knocked out for before he woke up, but he could tell he hadn't been this hungry since living in the streets of L2. Finally he smashed his fists down and moved and opened the cockpit door. Everyone turned and looked at him, but no one lifted their weapons at him. He was sure this wasn't an OZ base. He put his hands up to show that he didn't have any weapons on hand.
The man in the sunglasses looked at him, the other with the glasses blinked a few times.
"About time you came out," said the grey haired male. "How long were you awake before you decided you wanted food?" Duo grumbled but didn't reply. "Don't just stand there with your hands in the air, come get something to eat."
"I huh, I have a question," said the one with the glasses. Duo hopped off Deathscythe and made his way to the table. Duo looked at him. "It looks different, then, the ah,-"
"Other giant robot," Jack said.
"Right," the other said, "I think he used the term Mobile Suit, or ah…" the younger flipped through some notes.
"Gundam," Duo supplied.
"Yes that's it," Daniel answered still looking at his papers. "Why does that one look different?"
"Because it's a different model," Duo explained. "There was another Gundam here?"
"Yes, and a young man about your age too," Jack said. "I am Jack O'Niell and this is Daniel Jackson."
"Heero was here?" he asked as he shoved part of a chicken tender in his mouth.
"A few months ago yes," Jack said. "Kept someone hostage for a while."
"I gotta get to him!" Duo said and looked at them.
"There's one problem," Jack said. "That," he pointed at Deathscythe, "won't fit."
Duo didn't look to happy about that. "No one touches it?" he asked.
"Not a soul, we can't even begin to understand it, and from my understanding it's too dangerous otherwise," Jack said. "But I always liked dangerous things."
"I can program it to self-destruct should someone try and tamper with it," Duo warned. Jack smiled at him and removed the sunglasses. He had old, hard, but kind eyes.
"We're not going to touch it," there was a pause, "much."
"Jack." Daniel sighed.
"Fine. We wont tamper," he agreed and shook his head. "Go pack, we leave in an hour."
Duo grabbed a few more tenders and two more cans of soda and dashed back to his Gundam, he leaped up that thing quickly and the braid made it look like he had a tail. He didn't bother closing the hatch to the cockpit as he placed the soda and the food on his bed and stuck a tender in his mouth and moved to grab his bag, he shoved what he could inside, including his weapons, cracked a can of soda and gulped it as he still shoved clothes into the bag.
He walked out thirty minutes later and threw his trash away. He locked the gundam's cockpit and made his way to Jack and Daniel.
They took him to Stargate Command. Duo for all he tried, bounced around, his braid bounding behind him like a cat's tail as he looked at all the 'old' fashioned equipment. He even pointed to the 'bulky' flat screen TVs that were in some rooms. Jack couldn't help but smile as he was first taken to the doctors to get a check up. They quickly set the chattering loud boy away with a clean bill of health.
Jack put him in a room for the night. Though it looked more like a jail cell with a bed, he lay on the bed with his arms behind his head. This was a new place; he didn't want to be sitting here looking up at the camera. He sat up and moved closer to the camera. He placed both hands on his hips and got a devious look in his eyes.
"Oh that's not good," Daniel said. Jack walked over and looked at Duo's face and the devious look.
Several seconds ticked by and the boy didn't move. Those seconds ticked into a minute, and then two.
"Someone go check on that kid!" Jack yelled. Teal'c took off, and the base went on system alert. "How did he do that?" Jack asked. Daniel shook his head.
Duo was hiding in a hallway and watched as two soldiers walked by, he stepped out, "bang, bang," he said with a grin on his face. "You're both dead." He said and held up a finger. "Ah!" he called. "Dead people don't move," he held out a hand trigger for his explosives, not that they were wired, or on for that matter. He turned and dashed down the hall.
He avoided the big dude with the stick, that man just looked frightening. Finally after about two hours, he was bored of the game, 'killing' sixty or so men, avoiding the big one, and the girl. He made his way to the mess hall and bound the counter. As he thought, the system wasn't connected to the main computers. No biggy. He pulled a wire out of his pocket and plugged it in to the computer, and then into the camera, that he had jammed before. He cracked his knuckles and set to work. All he did was close the mess hall doors, and in any second the cameras would be coming back online.
He leaned back in a chair with some ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other, his feet kicked up on the table.
Jack, the big dude, and the girl all walked into the mess hall once the doors were open. Duo sat happily, like a cat that caught a mouse. "Took ya long enough, your security sucks, one jammer took out all your cameras, and the soldiers, ha, if I was an enemy, about sixty of your men would be dead if not more…" he placed a spoon full of ice cream in his mouth. The big dude blinked a couple of times and turned his head to the side. Jack stood with his arms crossed.
"If you were hungry," he started.
"No, just bored," Duo replied and looked at his empty container of ice cream, he tossed it into the trash and played with the spoon a moment.
"Sir, no normal child could," the woman started.
"Hey, I aint a child!" Duo growled and glared at her, "I'm the God of Death," he said and pointed a thumb at himself. "The Hero of a Massacre. I pilot the Gundam Deathscythe, I have killed more men then what is on this base, I have seen more death…" he started his hands in fists, "I aint a child!" he yelled pulling his ball cap down, and started to walk past them. They just stood there a little shocked.
"Well," Jack said and looked behind him, "that was unexpected."
"Indeed," Teal'c replied.
Duo didn't leave his room again that night, though he did disconnect the camera.
The next day, they showed him through the gate, where he had been standing waiting for a woman's reply.
-Now-
"Hn," Heero said.
"Why didn't you reply to me?" Duo asked.
"Communications system was damaged," he said. Duo thought about it.
"Let me take a look," he said and followed Heero out, the braided boy chattering happily beside the quiet boy.
"Huh, and to think their friends," Rodney said, "I don't know if I could be friends with someone that talked that much."
They all turned to him, and smiled. John clasped him on the shoulder a couple of times.