Notes: I'm suprised I got this chapter up so fast. I've been really having difficulty with this story. It's one of the ones that I see in my mind, but am having a hard time putting on paper. Oh, a note I forgot to post to the last chapter...I know Duo does not have purple eyes. They are cobalt blue, but I've noticed purple seems to be a common theme in fanfiction and it suited my purposes in this story because...really, who has naturally purple eyes. Anyways, here's chapter 2...

Before he could reach the boy's room, Father Maxwell was stopped by Sister Helen. With concern on her face, she spoke. "Father...that boy...it's him, isn't he?"

"Yes, Sister, I believe he is."

"What do we do Father? Can we allow someone so dangerous to live?"

"Sister, please don't say such things. What we must do is raise him with all the love we possess. This will ensure that evil not allowed to prevail."

A few months later, a plague that only affected children swept through the colony. As the church was very modest, they could not afford to purchase the vaccine. The boy successfully stole some, but he was too late to save his friends. Solo made sure to live long enough for his friend to return. The boy cried over his dying friend.

"Don't cry. Boys don't cry."

He nodded, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Please, don't leave me Solo."

"I'll always be with you, my friend. You will...be...Duo..." He released his last breath and his body went limp.

"No!"

"Are you okay, son?"

"Father...how can there really be a god? He took my family and my friends, and left me alone. No god could do that. Maybe there's only Shinigami."

"Please, it is only your grief that is guiding such thoughts. We must all endure our trials," he said, kneeling before the boy. "Remember that Sister Helen and I are with you. You are not alone."

He nodded. "Oh, and Father…I found my name. It's Duo."

"Duo, huh? That's a fine name."

He spent the next few years very happy and loved. He couldn't have asked for more. Until that fateful day…he returned from the market to ruins. The church had been demolished. He ran through the ruins to find his "family" and found a barely breathing Sister Helen. He ran up, knelt beside her, and took her hand.

"Sister, what happened?"

"Du…o…you m-must…run from…here…they're…look…ing…for you…Duo…they…mean…to kill you…Fa-ther…he d-died…to…protect…you…"

"Sister, please. Don't die."

"Live…on…Duo…o…"

A great bitterness swept through Duo's heart as she stopped breathing. Everyone he'd cared about was now dead. His once soft eyes grew cold. A sharp pain shot through his shoulder blades as he stood. Ignoring the sensation, he ran to find a way off the colony to honor Sister Helen's final request.

Several Years Later

Duo had made friends with a man named Howard and was travelling with him on his ship. He'd helped out with many salvaging operations to repay Howard's kindness. Still, the bitterness in his heard had not fully subsided. As he rose from bed one morning, he stretched and the pain that plagued his shoulders intensified greatly. He bit his lip so he wouldn't cry out, as he never forgotten Solo's words. He bent over slightly, taking hold of the small dresser as lightning shot through his whole body…the pressure suddenly relieving itself. He let out a few jagged breaths as he wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. He turned his head and his eyes widened as far as they could at the sight of a wing. He closed his eyes and turned to the other side, opening them only to find a matching wing. The were beautiful, feathery wings like an angel's…only they were the deepest black. He pinched himself hard to see if he was dreaming but his new appendages remained. He took in a few deep breaths.

Okay…calm down, Duo. How can this be real? It can't be…can it? He had a memory flash in his mind of Sister Helen's death. He remembered what she'd said, but never understood why she said it until right now. He still didn't know who seeded his life, but he was starting to understand why. What the hell am I?

He heard the door to his room opening and he successfully tried to retract his wings. But it was too late. "I had a feeling about you, Duo," Dr J said. "I knew there was something special about you."

That comment triggered a brief flashback. "There's something very special about you, Duo. You will grow up to do great things," Father Maxwell smiled.

I'd forgotten… the braided boy thought.

"So…Duo," Dr J continued, "how would you like to pilot a mobile suit for me? This particular suit seems fitting for the God of Death, as you say."

"What for?"

"A very special mission called Operation Meteor. If you're interested, meet me in the mobile suit bay in one hour and I'll brief you…and introduce you to the Deathscythe."

"Deathscythe, huh? I kinda like the sound of that."

One Year Later

Duo had successfully travelled to earth in his Deathscythe and had started taking out enemy targets. He felt a great sense of pride and justice doing this as Oz had been tyrannizing the colonies for many years. He saw the organization as evil. Shortly after arriving, he met another gundam pilot…Heero Yuy. The boy didn't say much, but Duo was captivated by his deep prussian blue eyes. He tried to talk with Heero, but to no avail. With hardly a word, Heero flew off in his Wing Gundam. Duo let out a sigh as he found a place to stay for the night. It was an old church, but he knew church-folk were kind. When he walked in, the priest met him.

"Good evening, Father," Duo smiled. "I was wondering if you could spare a room for the night."

Seeing Duo's priest collar, he came forward. "Of course, my boy. Are you training for the priesthood?"

"Oh…this?" He pointed at his collar. "No, Father. I was raised at a church and it was unfortunately massacred years ago. I wear this in honor of Father Maxwell and Sister Helen."

"Maxwell? You survived that? Good heavens, child." The priest looked into Duo's amethyst eyes, seeing something almost unworldly about them. He recalled what Duo had also just said. I was raised at a church… He gaped at this. So, he was an orphan. He can't be… "So, what's your name, son?"

"Duo."

"An interesting name."

"Yeah, my best friend gave it to me."

"Not your parents?"

"I never knew them. I lived on the streets long before the church, and I didn't know my name."

Oh my Lord. He knelt down before the boy, lowering his head. "Thank you for gracing my humble church with your great presence."

"Hey, whoa, whoa! What are you doing, Father? Let me help you up."

"You have no idea who you are, do you?"

Duo quirked an eyebrow. "Uh…what do you mean?"

"You are the boy of the ancient prophecy. It reads, A boy with no family, no name, and unearthly eyes will be he who determines the fate of mankind…evil or love. You have never heard of this?"

Duo merely shook his head. "Well," he said, pulling his shirt over his head, "I guess that explains this…" With little effort he summoned his wings, which were now black speckled with several white feathers. The Father fell back so he sat, gaping up at the boy with his incredible wings which spanned about twelve feet fully spread. He quickly retracted them in case someone else entered the room, pulling his shirt back on.

"Oh dear. My boy, you've felt much pain in your life…haven't you?" A slight nod was the only response he got. "I thought so, as your wings are mostly black. This is not a good sign. Your wings reflect the state of your heart…black for sadness and despair, white for love and contentment."

"I will really determine all that? But why me?"

"You have been chosen. You will become either the right hand of God or Lucifer. But enough of this, you need your rest."

When Duo entered his room, he lay in bed contemplating all that had been said…unable to rest at all.

Notes: Don't worry, the next chapter is already in the works and it's gonna start getting interesting. I've tried to stay kinda close to the general story of the anime, but made some minor changes. A lot of the events will remain consistant with the original story, but I'm gonna change a lot of the other things. Not sure if I'm going to go with a 1x2 theme in this story, but I laid the seeds in case I do. : ) I also love the stories with a winged Duo, but I wanted to write one that I didn't think had been done yet. I really hope it's coming out good so far. Please R&R. I'm curious how I'm doing.