Notes: Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. I had a hard time with this one, but when I got to the end of it I couldn't stop writing as the next one just flowed out. Hopefully I can post it with this one, but I still have to type it up. Hope you enjoy it.

Duo and Quatre sat at the table to start eating. As he started to lift his first bite to his mouth Duo stopped, feeling many eyes on him. He looked up and saw Heero, Trowa, and Wufei all staring at him blankly. Quirking an eyebrow, he dropped his fork, sat back, and crossed his arms. "Hey guys, I know I'm good lookin' but you don't have to stare."

"What was that, Maxwell?" Wufei yelled, jumping out of his chair and clenching his fist.

"Calm down, Wufei," Heero said, plainly. "Remember what we talked about?"

The Chinese pilot took a deep breath and sat back down, his eyes still not wandering from the braided boy. "So Maxwell, why are you hiding them from us?"

"Huh?" Oh yeah…they saw. They all know now… He shrugged. "Habit, I guess. Why? What's it ta you?" Silence enveloped the room. "Fine…how 'bout this? If I let them out, will you guys please stop staring at me so I can eat?" After a moment, the three nodded in unison. "Thank you," he sighed just before his wings sprouted from his skin, many feathers lying on the floor. As he tried again to take a bite, he stopped as he felt them staring still. Irritated, he moved one wing to block their view of him so he could finally eat in peace.

Quatre giggled at Duo, making him look up. Still chewing he quirked his eyebrow, making Quatre giggle all the harder. "It's nothing," Quatre reassured him. He's so cute. And those wings may be beautiful, but they almost add to his goofiness. Just as the two finished eating Sally, Noin, and Howard stepped in, stopping abruptly at the sight before them.

"What the-?" Noin gasped.

"Well…that explains a lot," Sally commented.

"Hmm? Oh!" Duo said, remembering about his wings and pulling them back in.

After a moment, Howard spoke. "Hey guys. We just intercepted a transmission. Trieze Khushrenada has made it into space. He and his troops are facing off with the White Fang as we speak. Trieze also issued an order that caught us off guard."

"What's that?" Trowa finally spoke.

"The moment they see Duo, they are to capture him on the spot," Howard continued. "We thought that was strange at first, but now I see why."

"Great," Duo pouted. "Now everyone knows. What the hell? Might as well keep 'em out now since I can." He stood and released his wings again, walking to the wall and leaning back against it, smirking. "Well, I suppose these do suit me, seeing how I'm the God of Death and all…"

"Time for us to go," Heero stated. "Make sure to cover Duo. He can't be captured."

"Right," the other three responded in unison, Duo rolling his eyes.

The five pilots took off from the Peacemillion and in a matter of seconds a number of Tauruses surrounded the Deathscythe. They released many cables and flew in circles around Duo's gundam, attempting to disable it. "You didn't actually expect that to work, did you?" Duo chuckled, as Deathscythe spread its wings and snapped the cables holding it. With one hard swipe, he destroyed the suits with his beam scythe. Another wave came at him, led by the Tallgeese.

"Now I have you, Duo Maxwell," Trieze proclaimed.

"Oh no you don't!" Wufei cried, cutting off the path of the Tallgeese. "I've still got a bone to pick with you."

"Then I'll simply have to kill you quickly."

"We'll see about that!"

Trieze put out a transmission to all of his troops as the Tallgeese charged at Wufei. "Focus your efforts on 02. I want him taken alive…today."

"Roger!"

As a mass of suits charged at Duo, the other three intercepted and helped fight them off. After a few minutes of fierce battle, they all stopped as the Tallgeese was destroyed. Duo couldn't help but cry out. "Yes! See you in hell, Trieze! What?" He felt Deathscythe move forward a bit as another suit came from behind and hooked its arms. The other four looked over when they heard Duo and saw the Epyon holding it still, beam saber held to the door of the cockpit.

"I suggest you gundams stand down unless you'd like to see your comrade die," Milliardo Peacecraft said over their monitors.

"Damn you!" Duo yelled.

"Duo!" Quatre cried.

"Hmm…" Heero muttered.

"A wise decision," Milliardo smiled, as he flew with Deathscythe back to Libra. As they docked, the beam saber moved away a bit. "Duo Maxwell, get out for your gundam."

Damn! With a sigh, he complied. When his feet touched down, he was surrounded by armed White Fang soldiers. He lifted his hands in surrender and frowned. Why does this always happen to me? With a smirk, he released his wings and flew deeper into Libra hoping to lose them. There seemed to be soldiers at every turn. After a while, he decided to fly back to the hangar, hoping they were dumb enough to leave Deathscythe unguarded. No such luck. As he flew in, a giant net was dropped onto him with many heavy weights pulling him down to the floor. Damnit! Several soldiers stood under the net so they were inside it when the weights hit the ground, who took hold of his ankles, pulled him down to the ground, and pricked him with a small needle. Immediately, he started feeling extremely drunk and so numb he couldn't move. Unable to fight back, the net was lifted and he was carried into a small room. He was laid on a small table then restrained by the shackles attached to the cold steel surface.

As his mind started clearing, trying to get up he pulled at the chains attached to his wrists and sighed at his predicament. Just then, Milliardo entered the room with a sadistic satisfaction gracing his expression. "Duo Maxwell…Trieze and Epyon taught me a great deal about you."

"Yeah? Like how I'm gonna kill you?"

"Unlikely. You will help me control all people on earth and in space. The fate of mankind is now in my hands."

"I wouldn't get ahead of myself if I were you," Duo mocked, still pulling at the chains. "There's still a war being fought out there."

"Hardly. The earth has already announced its surrender to us."

"What?"

"It's true. I truly am in a position to rule, and you are my key to ensuring my place. I do hope this arrangement is acceptable. You'll remain my prisoner for the rest of your life."

"Get real." A hard slap reddened Duo's cheek, a deep growl rising from his throat. "You're gonna pay for that."

"We'll see." Milliardo left the room, locking it behind him. Duo managed to scoot over a bit so he could reach the hidden compartment in his right pocked, pulling out some lock picks. With little trouble, he managed to free himself. As he examined the door to see if he could get it open it swung inward abruptly, revealing Quatre and Trowa.

"Hurry, Duo," Quatre whispered.

"Right." He took the others' hands and flew toward the hangar, managing to board their gundams and escape.

Notes: Hope it came out alright. But the real twist will come in the next chapter. I feel so bad that I keep doing this to poor Duo, but it happened in the series a lot (including Endless Waltz) and it fit with my story. Please R&R. Thanks. Until next time... ~Duo