Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: They don’t belong to me, but I can play. Like
to see someone stop me…*evil grin* The OC is mine though, so live with it.
Warnings: AU, OOC, OC, dark, angst, lemon/lime (later),
het, yaoi, shounen-ai, language, sap, hints of NCS (later).
Rating: ranging from PG-13 to NC-17
Pairings: well, all of them including the OC end up
friends. BUT, the eventual pairings are 4x2x4, 3xoc, 1x5x1.
Note: First off, thanks go to my friend MA for helping me
out with some of the script!! This is basically my rewrite and the basis for my
screen name! Who da thunk! *grins* ANYWAYS, so if any dialogue and such are
off, I’m sorry, but I don’t have a perfect memory and it has been awhile since
I’ve watched the show. ALSO, later on in the series, there maybe some parts
that sound suspiciously like the plots from other authors. I have or will be
getting permission from those authors and intend on giving credit where credit
is due! I am NO plagiarizer! I respect authors too much to EVER do that. SO,
if something sounds familiar, and I haven’t said who’s it is…tell me and I shall
make sure to give due credit.
Archive: um…eh…who knows.
Feedback: much appreciated!
‘thoughts’
/telepathic speech/
Working swiftly over the controls as he prepared to take
off, Odin Lowe nodded once in a while, acknowledging Dr. J’s instructions. He
prepared his Gundam, Wing, for launch, knowing that his mission to earth was
commencing soon.
“…don’t worry about the colonies. Just perform your
missions…”
“Right.”
“Missions will come in code. You have the code that was
made for entry…”
“…Roger…”
“…should change your name. We shall give you a codename.
Heero Yuy, after the leader…”
“Hai.”
“Genaisa will give out your missions with the
information….”
At the name of Genaisa, the pilot once known as Odin Lowe
Jr. looked up and locked eyes with the one that he knew was watching him.
Cobalt blue met cobalt blue and he frowned. There was…no life within those
eyes. They were dead…had been for years. They locked gazes; the only
difference in the twins showing was in their form, his male….and hers female.
/Odin…don’t forget who you are,/ he heard softly in his mind, drowning out the
doctor’s droning voice as they focused on each other.
/I promise you, shisuta. I will not forget and someday…/
He stopped his response to her and she frowned slightly, her arms crossing
across her chest. Silently, as he prepared to take off, the cockpit closing
around him and sealing him in, he made a vow to himself. ‘One day….I will make
it so that we won’t have to fight again. And then, my sweet shisuta, you will
be free to be the loving person I know you are.’ Frowning in determination, the
pilot now known as Heero Yuy took off for his destination and mission.
Earth.
*~~**~~*
Genaisa stared blankly at the screen before her. She was
taking note of each of the pilots as they called in. Somehow, much to Dr. J’s
surprise, she was the only one who could follow where and who the other
participants in ‘Operation Meteor’ were. She never told him how, though the
order had been given several times. Finally, he had given up, amused secretly
of her special talents. She and her twin brother had been trained since they
were three to be the ‘perfect soldiers’. Genaisa’s had been far more….intense
than her brother’s, but because of this, they had two pilots to use.
Genaisa typed swiftly into her computer, ignoring the
sounds of the other operators as she worked. “Well, Genaisa? Report,” Dr. J’s
rough voice drifted in.
Genaisa’s fingers didn’t stop in their movements, but she
reported in a monotone. “All five Gundams have reported in. Gundam 01 has lost
contact with us and speculation is that his gundam was captured. He met with
resistance from OZ when he entered the atmosphere,” she stated and Dr. J frowned
then shrugged.
“Well, knowing Heero, he’ll be fine. He knows his mission
to destroy his Gundam if it is indeed in danger of being captured?” he asked and
received a curt nod from his other pilot. Chuckling to himself, Dr. J turned
and left, saying softly, “Even after all of these years my comrades are still
around. Good. I was worried I would have to send in Genaisa. But it looks
like I was worried about nothing.”
Genaisa looked blankly at Dr. J’s retreating back, and then
turned back to sorting through the information and missions she was to send out
to the other four pilots. ‘Hmm…02 is closest to where Heero landed. He may be
able to help,’ she thought to herself, then focused her search. There. There
was a marine base of OZ’s that would serve as a good way to get 02 to the area
that they had last tagged Heero’s gundam. Sending out that mission, she then
sent out the other three missions, receiving affirmatives in a short amount of
time.
Once she had finished that, she sat back slightly and
closed her eyes. Stretching out with her senses, she felt her brother’s
presence. She kept the link light so as not to distract him, but she assured
that he was indeed alive. Opening her eyes, she got up and went to the
construction area on the colony. As she stepped in, her gaze fell on the mobile
suit that was standing, being ‘born’. It resembled Heero’s Wing Gundam in many
ways; save the colors were different. Instead of the blue, white, and red, the
mobile suit was black, purple, and green. Its wings looked to be that of real
ones, hiding the burneas underneath in elegance. Yes…that is what she would
call it. Elegant. As elegant as a panther before it attacks.
She heard a soft laugh behind her, but didn’t turn as Dr. J
came up beside her. “Do you wish to be down there with your brother? Fighting
alongside him in your gundam? Your Deathangel?” he asked softly, but she didn’t
respond. He looked at her through his goggles, watching her impassive face and
felt, not for the first time, a sense of regret for what had to be done to her
in order for them to complete their training. But, Dekim Barton had been
right. Emotion was not needed in war. He turned back to watch the construction
again. Then, gesturing for her to follow, he turned and left the building,
followed by the silent girl.
*~~**~~*
Duo stared at his mission. “Some marine base, huh? Gee,
wonder what the Ozzies are up to right now?” he muttered as he looked at the
info transferred to him. Frowning in thought, he noted all of the activity that
OZ was in for that area. Smirking evilly, he commented, “Well looks like I’ll
just have to go in to take care of things there.” Chuckling, he plotted in the
coordinates and headed for the area he was to take out.
Once he got through with the main ship, he took Deathscythe
down into the ocean. His radar picked up a submarine and several OZ mobile
suits, Cancer and Pisces prototypes. He grinned and fired off a flash flare,
blinding the mobile suit pilots. Swiftly, he took care of them, and then looked
around. “I wonder what those guys were searching for down here?” He spied
something out of the corner of his eye and turned to focus on it. “Another
mobile suit? Hey…it looks exactly like my suit!” he said as he floated over to
the beeping suit. Turning his scythe down to its lowest level, he disabled the
self-destruct easily. “Might as well keep it in case I need a spare suit.
Never hurts,” he decided with a grin, then began to make preparations to get the
suit to the surface.
*~~**~~*
Heero looked down at the firing controls of the submarine
he had confiscated. Suddenly, he heard his name being called. Turning his
head, he saw Relena coming up the plank. “It is you Heero…It is you,” she
declared softly and he watched her. He turned back to the controls and set up
the rocket firing mechanism. “Don’t do it Heero! Those are torpedoes aren’t
they? What are you going to do? Tell me Heero who you are!” she insisted and he
looked at her again. Something about her voice, her actions….they reminded him
of…
“Relena…” he murmured softly, unsure. She reminded him of
Genaisa…when they were young and still training. Before everything had been
taken away. His face hardened and he pointed his gun at her. “You’re in over
your head, Relena. Say good-bye,” he stated in a hard voice and her eyes
widened in horror. Suddenly, he heard a gunshot and he looked over in time to
see a bullet hit him. Crying out, he fell over and grabbed his arm. Looking
over, he saw a guy in black with a long braid. “Who are you!?” he demanded
angrily at the person and Relena looked over as well.
“It’s pretty obvious to everyone that you’re the bad guy.
Are you alright, lady? HUH?!” The boy stared as Relena stepped in front of
Heero and glared at him.
“Are you okay Heero?” she asked as she knelt down by
Heero. Heero took the opportunity and made a dive for his gun about five feet
away.
Duo shot again, hitting Heero in the leg. Heero cried out
again and he clutched his leg. “Don’t over do it, buddy. Remember you’re
injured!” Duo said with a smirk as he kept the gun trained on the pained boy.
“Stop it! What do you want to hurt him for?!” Relena
shouted and went over to Heero. Both Duo and Heero watched in wonder as she
tore her dress and bandaged Heero’s wounds.
“Great. When did I become the bad guy here?” Duo muttered
to himself, then looked up sharply as a beeping alerted him to his Gundam’s
appearance. “Shit it’s already reached the surface…must’ve miscalculated the
tide…” Duo mumbled quietly.
Relena looked out to sea and saw the two mobile suits
coming to the surface. “What are those?” she asked, and then gasped as a bright
light flared up.
“Don’t look lady. I’m sure you’ve got a good reason for
being here, but you just better walk away. Save yourself a lot of grief,” Duo
said warningly. Suddenly, Heero got up and, snarling softly, jumped for the
torpedoes that were hanging nearby. Duo shouted as he fired his gun several
times, “What you haven’t had enough!!??”
Heero grunted as he jumped onto the torpedoes and hit the
pad there. “That’s my mobile suit!” he shouted and the rockets fire. Feeling
himself get thrown off, Heero sighed. “Finally…it’s over.
Mission...complete.” With a soft groan, he fell into the water, unconscious.
Duo shouted in horror as he watched the torpedoes rocket
towards the two Gundams. “NO!” The explosion rocked the suits, sending them
plunging down to the depths of the ocean. Duo looked over at the floating body
of the boy who had just effectively downed two Gundam suits. “That guy knew
Gundanium's impact tolerance. Which means…he’s the mobile suit’s pilot,” he
whispered as he gazed at the boy.
Relena panicked. “No! Oh no! Call an ambulance!” she
shouted at Duo. Duo looked at her in slight shock then went over to the dock.
Soon, authorities came and helped Relena get Heero to the local OZ hospital.
Duo quietly followed, taking in the security level and
smirked. ‘Well…looks like me and him need to get better acquainted,’ Duo
thought with a grin, and then walked out of the hospital, making plans.
*~~**~~*
Genaisa frowned softly as she looked at her laptop. Her
right arm and thigh were burning. She felt like she had been shot. She ignored
the pain; not taking note of the red spots that appeared on her upper arm.
Tight spandex pants covered her leg, so the injuries didn’t show, but she knew
that something had happened to her brother. She sent off the next set of
missions to the other three Gundams. One was to attack a sea base off the coast
of Asia. The other two she combined and sent to a base in lower Europe. ‘Might
as well get them to work together,’ she thought to herself as she received the
confirmations. ‘Good. They can work on the job together. I just...’ She
stopped the thought that showed uncharacteristic emotion. Her eyes hardened and
she concentrated and found where the Gundams were. She sent them to a scavenger
group she knew was on the earth. They could help those two get their Gundams
fixed in time for their next missions. She would thus wait to send the last
mission. Knowing her brother, he’d do it alone. That was fine. It wouldn’t
take much.
She looked down as her laptop beeped at her and a rare
smile crossed her cold features. ‘OZ is a bunch of fools,’ she thought to
herself snidely as she watched. Statistics from the mother computer of OZ came
across her screen. They were trying to decode the disk she had given Heero.
Emotionlessly, she typed in a couple of codes and watched as the OZ mother
computer began to slowly shut down, eating up its own data. “That will teach
you that you aren’t the best, OZ,” she muttered, then cocked an eyebrow. Well,
02 was breaking in. What a surprise.
*~~**~~*
Heero silently watched the face on the screen before him,
reading the lips. The one known as Duo told him that he was going to blow up
the wall outside of the lab and he should be ready for a breakout. Heero nodded
slightly and Duo disappeared from the screen. Not two minutes later, the wall
exploded, revealing the grinning youth. “Hey buddy…time to get you out of
here,” Duo stated with an evil grin. Breaking the restraints after a minute of
contemplation, Duo led Heero out of the room into a hallway. Tossing a grenade,
he blew out the wall near the cliff. Turning to Heero he said, “Here, use
this,” and handed him a parachute pack. Heero looked at it then wordlessly took
it.
Hearing shouts, they jumped out the hole in the wall and
plummeted down the cliff front. But Heero didn’t release his parachute. ‘I can
end this all and just let myself fall,’ he thought to himself and felt the wind
rustle through his hair. Suddenly, he heard his name and Genaisa’s face flashed
before him. ‘NO!’ he thought to himself and pulled the cord. But it wasn’t in
time as the parachute barely opened before he crashed into the cliff face.
Rolling and grunting in pain, he crashed and rolled onto the beach. Getting up
slowly, he tried to control his spinning head and fight down the pain that was
filling him. Growling softly, he glared at his clenched fist. “Damn it! I
shouldn’t have opened my parachute!” he snarled angrily, but then another flash
of his sister passed before his eyes.
Suddenly, he heard a grunt and looked over his shoulder as
the one known as Duo landed nearby him. The braided pilot glared at Heero as he
walked slowly up to the Japanese pilot. “Now I can understand you wanting to
take your own life, but maybe, just maybe, you might think of another way to
commit suicide, buddy,” he snapped and Heero stared at him in cold
contemplation. Duo sighed sufferingly and put Heero’s arm over his slender
shoulders. “I'm not asking you to trust me or anything, but right now I'm the
only friend you got, pal,” Duo muttered and Heero blinked in surprise.
Silently, the two left, heading for the nearby dock where Duo had hitched up
with a scavenger group for earth that he knew.
Howard greeted the two warmly and agreed to help them
retrieve their Gundams. Amazingly, Howard knew where to go without much
direction from Duo. Duo, confused at first, took it in stride, but Heero had a
feeling he knew who might have tipped them off.
*~~**~~*
Trowa looked out at the battlefield that he was on, facing
the opposing mobile suit. He watched calmly as it directed the other suits to
stay back, but he knew he shouldn’t wait for the other to attack. Grunting with
slight effort, he pushed Heavy Arms and attacked the other suit. But, as he
fought, he kept feeling this thought caress at him. /Don’t do this. You are
partners./
Suddenly, the other suit stopped and the pilot ran out onto
the cockpit ramp. “You and I are the same! We shouldn’t be fighting each
other!” The blond shouted at him and Trowa froze.
‘It’s not the same voice…but…could it be…’ Trowa thought,
but then pushed it aside as he stepped out onto his cockpit ramp, his hands in
the air.
The blond smiled at him and said gently, “Put your hands
down. I surrendered first, remember?” The two stared at each other, gauging
the other and then, “Why don’t you come with us? We can fix up your gundam and
then you and I can get to know each other,” the blond suggested and smiled.
Trowa frowned, and then shrugged fractionally, agreeing and
the suits all left the battlefield warily.
*~~**~~*
Duo sighed as he watched the other boy’s gundam appear from
the murky depths of the ocean. ‘Well isn’t this just peachy! Now what is he
doing?’ he asked himself as he looked over his shoulder. Watching in disgusted
fascination, he watched as Heero put his leg back into place with a loud groan.
Shuddering, Duo held his head with his hand and swallowed, “Oooo I don’t think I
can take much more of this…” he mumbled in revulsion. He turned his head and
watched as Heero walked over with a slight limp and observed the retrieval of
his Gundam.
Looking over at Duo, Heero nodded once, and then turned
away. They took the Gundams back to shore and started fixing them up slowly,
due to the amount of damage done. But, much to Duo’s disgust, Heero wasn’t
having anyone take care of his gundam. He worked alone; efficiently going
through what repairs could be done. Finally, Duo got fed up and went up to the
Gundam. “Hello?! And how are you going to do the repairs without any parts?!
Machines need parts, not like with you and your leg!” He snorted disdainfully
as he sat down on Wing’s body and swung his leg. “You won’t even acknowledge
our help! Here I am…Mister Nice Guy and all and you won’t even let us help!” he
cried and sighed in exasperation.
Heero looked down at him and glared at him. “I don’t want
anyone touching my Gundam,” he replied rudely and Duo snorted.
“I don’t know why I bother with this guy. He’s antisocial,
thinks he’s Evil Knievel, and hardly speaks! You’ve got such a gloomy
personality why don’t you just stop pretending to be human.”
“Hey!” Heero’s voice stopped the tirade and Duo snorted up
at him.
“What?! You’re too late if ya think I’m going to give you
my help!” Duo declared in exasperation.
Heero stared down at him coldly and ordered, “Could you
keep it down? I’m trying to work here.”
Snorting in disbelief, Duo got up and muttered, “Yea fine,
sorry for disturbing you.” But a beeping caught their attention.
Heero got into his cockpit and downloaded the message that
was coming in. “I’m on call. A transport is taking out a load of Gundanium
tomorrow. I’ll see to it first thing in the morning.”
Duo gaped in shock and cried, “HELLO!? How are you going
to do that mission with the way your gundam is now?! It’d take a MIRACLE to get
it repaired by the morning!”
Heero snorted and stated, “It might take you a bit, but I
can handle it.” He looked away from the braided pilot as he caught sight of a
face on his screen. His eyes flickered, but he didn’t show anything until Duo
was gone. Softly, he said, “Genaisa.”
Genaisa looked at him with a sigh and commented. “He can
help you, you know. Why are you treating him that way?” she asked in her
monotone voice and Heero snorted.
“I have one and only one partner. Everyone else is in my
way,” Heero declared softly, his voice hard as he stared at her. She didn’t
flinch or react, just shrugged and signed off. ‘One and only one partner…the
one whom I will get back,' he thought to himself firmly and sighed. He better
get to work.
*~~**~~*
Quatre watched the slender figure walk away and sighed
sadly. “But why do you have to go? I don’t even know your name!” he shouted
down at the other boy, stopping him. The banged boy looked up at him and Quatre
smiled. “My name is Quatre Raberba Winner,” he stated proudly.
The banged boy looked at him blankly, saying nothing at
first, then said, “I have no name…but if you must call me something call me
Trowa. Trowa Barton.” Having said this, he turned and walked away to the truck
carrying his Gundam.
Quatre smiled and called, “Good-bye friend Trowa!”
A soft deep voice behind him spoke up. “Are you sure you
should be letting him go, Master Quatre? He could turn around and attack us,”
Rashid murmured quietly, and Quatre smiled at him.
“I almost hope he does. Then I could see him again,”
Quatre replied and looked out the window again. ‘And then, maybe that soft voice
would hush within me,’ he thought to himself and sighed softly. He had followed
the voice at that battle, telling him that he and Trowa were partners. But from
whom or where was a mystery to him.
*~~**~~*
Duo was shaken awake by Howard’s shout and a loud blast.
He ran out and caught a glimpse of Heero’s gundam as it powered up to blast
off. “What the hell!?” he shouted over the backblast of the burneas and watched
as Heero launched into the sky. Blinking in shock, Duo watched Wing fly higher
into the sky. “I don’t believe it! He did it! Incredible!” Duo cried in
amazed shock.
“OH NO!” Howard’s angered shout echoed from the garage and
Duo ran into the area and gaped. Deathscythe lay there in pieces. “We’ve been
had! He used this suit for parts!!” Howard shouted, anger filling his frame.
Duo growled and glared at where Heero was now a speck in
the sky. “And here I was complimenting him!! TRAITOR!!” he shouted angrily and
waved his fist at the speck.
Howard stormed over to his com unit and punched in a
special code. He glared at the stoic person that came up on the screen.
“Genaisa what the hell did you con us into!? That other boy just ….wait a
minute! He’s your brother isn’t he?!” When she didn’t answer his ranting,
Howard snarled angrily, “Damnit Lowe! We need to get more parts now for this
Gundam!! That’ll set us back…”
“If you can get it done, get it done,” was all she said,
and then cut the link. Howard stared at the blank screen, then snarled and
cursed under his breath as he stalked back to the mess awaiting them.
*~~**~~*
Heero chuckled softly as he watched the remains of the
transport crash to the earth below. He looked over at his com unit as his
sister’s face appeared. He cocked his head at her and she stated coldly, “I
hope you intend on returning the favor to 02?” He nodded and she nodded as well,
and then cut the link.
Heero sighed softly and flew off, heading for a patch of
woods behind the school he was with that would hide his gundam very well.
TBC
