Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine. They’re all theirs! The OC
is mine, please no sue.
Warnings: AU, OC, Sap, angst (slight for now), lemon
(eventually), het, slight language.
Rating: PG-13 on up as the series progresses.
Pairing: 2+OC eventually 2xOC
Timeline: Takes place between the time when Duo and Heero
meet for the second time in Battle (Relena’s secret Revealed) and the
assassination of the Alliance pacifist leaders.
Note: This came to me in a dream. And since it takes place
before any true relationships were formed, I believe this could happen.
Feedback: Much appreciated!
thoughts
Duo growled softly to himself as he flew through the air.
These OZ soldiers are a lot tougher than some of the others, he thought
to himself with a grimace. He sliced through another two Aries, and then
growled again as the remaining five suits got shots on him. He slashed through
two of them, cutting them in half, and used the resulting explosions to cover
him as he flew at another suit.
He cut that suit in half, and then was jerked around as
another barrage hit him. Snarling angrily, he turned on the two remaining suits
and flew at them. They separated and attacked him at different angles, hitting
him multiple times. He slashed at one, cutting off its arm, but then looked
over as another light began to flash. Cursing under his breath, he pushed a
button and saw that his engines had been hit. Just as he realized this, the
injured suit rammed into him, self-detonating. Duo cried out in pain as he was
jerked hard in his seat, hitting his head against the back. The other suit
fired at him repeatedly.
Duo tried to move his head, fighting the waves of blackness
that washed over him as he looked out his static-filled viewscreens. Suddenly,
he realized he was slowly falling, heading for the trees beneath him at a
quickly increasing rate. The last suit continued to fire at him determined to
destroy him. Duo put the last of his strength and brought his right arm up and
shot off his buster shield. The other pilot screamed as he was destroyed, but
Duo barely heard it as he fell into the realms of unconsciousness as Deathscythe
fell to the forested floor below.
*~~**~~*
Jenna looked around her as she sat on her porch, enjoying
the nice summer morning. She grinned as she watched her youngest cat, Angel,
play stalker with an uncaring butterfly. He wiggled his butt and pounced, then
went flying into the air as he chased the startled butterfly. She laughed and
pet her other two cats, which were cuddling her and purring for attention. They
closed their eyes as she caressed them, then jumped, startled as a loud
explosion sounded off near them. Looking up and shading her eyes from the
morning sun, Jenna saw with shock a mobile suit battle was going on not far from
her house. She squinted as she focused on the suits and saw that about five
Aries suits were attacking some suit she didn’t recognize. She watched as that
number dropped to three in a few strokes and was amazed at the skill of the
unknown suit’s pilot.
The remaining two barraged the unknown suit and it attacked
one of them. She gasped in horror as the damaged Aries rammed into the suit and
detonated. But, instead of destroying the suit, it just was damaged. Her eyes
narrowed in suspicion as she watched it start to fall towards the forest. It
lifted its arm and shot off some kind of shield, destroying the remaining Aries,
and then crashed into the forest.
“The only possible way that suit could have survived would
be if it was a….” she found herself saying in shock and then her eyes widened as
the implications hit her. She grabbed the cats and put them into the house,
then put on her shoes and started running towards where the unknown suit had
crashed.
She came to the place where the suit had crashed and ran to
it, climbing nimbly over the broken metal and smoldering pieces. She came to
the cockpit and opened it, flinching away from the sparks that flew out at her
as the cockpit door slid slowly open. She looked inside and saw the pilot
slumped over in the seat. She saw the braid and thought with surprise that it
was a girl, but as the light shone in she saw that the she was a he. She went
over to him, carefully stepping over the loose wires and lifted the pilot’s
head. She gasped in shock as she saw that the pilot was a young boy, 15 maybe a
bit older. She quickly checked for a pulse and sighed in relief as she felt it
beating weakly against her finger. She checked him over and saw that his
injuries were serious, but not life threatening in any way.
She frowned and looked at the cockpit controls, trying to
remember what her brother had taught her about mobile suits and saw what she was
looking for. Bending down, she pulled up a circuit board and rerouted some of
the burnt circuits then put it back in. She moved the young boy safely out of
the seat, making sure he was secure on the ground next to the seat, and then sat
down. She hit the power up button and closed her eyes, silently praying for it
to work. When the suit came alive around her, she squealed softly in relief,
and then started getting the engines alive. She ignored the warning signals
telling her the damage the suit had faced, knowing she would take care of it
later. She slowly pushed the throttle forward and the suit began to float up
until it was above the trees. She then piloted it towards where she lived and
to an area that she knew would hide the suit from the Specials. She looked over
at the young pilot and exclaimed softly in wonder, “Young one, how did you get
involved in this bloody war?” She frowned and then focused on flying, hoping
that she would be able to help him.
TBC
