Chapter 1 / 10
Written by Jessi Maxwell - send C&C to Megami_no_Remon@hotmail.com
Wufei paced the floor. His mind was whirring. Where the hell was that braided baka?! He had been sent on a relatively easy mission compared to the rest of them! All he had to do was bust into one little base and grab some info, set a couple of bombs...nothing difficult! Sure, there were a couple extra soldiers around, but Duo had busted into far larger bases unscathed. Wufei had no doubt that Duo could easily have won out against this base. So, where the hell was he?
Heero scowled as he continued to type. He found absolutely nothing in OZ's databases that was any different from the day before, which was somehow worse than finding something new. It meant that any new projects were taking place in complete secrecy, which wasn't good at all. Having Wufei pacing the floor behind him wasn't helping much either..."Wufei!" he finally snapped. "Sit your ass down!"
Wufei slid into a chair and scowled over at Heero. "I see you don't give a damn that Duo isn't back." He hissed at Heero, who whipped around to face him.
"Damare! Omae o korosu!" Heero snarled back. Wufei rose to his feet, ready to take Heero on, but Quatre leaped in between them.
"Guys! Look! We are all upset that Duo isn't back yet, and we all want to know what happened! But fighting among ourselves won't solve anything!" Quatre said desperately, trying to hold back the other two. Wufei growled and went back to his chair, and Heero mumbled 'hn' before reclaiming his spot in front of the laptop. "Now," Quatre continued, "We are all going to go out and look around to see if we can find some reasons as to why Duo isn't back, ok?"
The four boys were out the door in near-record time.
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Once they reached the general area of the base, the four split up and each headed in a different direction, searching for clues of any sort. Wufei was the one who finally found Duo's scythe, sticking out of a rock. He went down and grabbed it, then noticed the metal shards on the ground...they WEREN'T from any OZ mobile suit...
"DUO!!!" Wufei screamed, as Shenlong lifted the scorched bits that were all that remained of Shinigami. Wufei howled and was about to head off when he noticed, somehow, the end of a dusty braid whipping in the strong winds from underneath a piece of Deathscythe. Wufei dived out of his Gundam and ran through the remains of Deathscythe, dropping to his knees next to the terrible piece of metal that Duo lay under. Try as he would, he couldn't lift it at all. The other three, having heard his scream, were arriving.
"Wufei! What's going on?!" Quatre asked worriedly. Wufei's voice was practically a shriek.
"Get this piece of metal off him! Hurry up!" he screamed. Quatre blinked.
"Off...oh my gods, is DUO under there?" Quatre almost choked as Sandrock bent down to lift the piece of Duo's beloved Shinigami off him.
Duo was not a very pretty sight. It looked highly doubtful that he would even survive. Most of his legs had been crushed under the weight of the debris. The rest of his body had managed to land in a hollow in the ground, somehow. Duo's arm was twisted around unnaturally, and the bone had pierced through the skin. His body was singed, though the burns didn't appear to be too bad. Hundreds of cuts and bruises decorated his pale skin, and blood was everywhere. The scariest part of the whole sight was the blood that dripped from beneath his closed eyes like tears.
"Oh gods...Duo..." Wufei choked, wanting to scoop up the broken pilot before him, but not daring to try lest he make it worse.
"Fei..." Duo managed to croak. Wufei was amazed that Duo had spoke. He wanted to cry when he saw Duo suddenly choke on his own blood from the effort of his speaking.
"Du-chan, shh, we've called Iria and Sally...they'll get you all fixed up. It's gonna be ok." Wufei whispered, brushing a few errant strands of hair from Duo's face.
He wished he believed his own words...