Constenyne: (A blue haired muse with the ears and tail of a fox, walks over) Alex what are you still doing up? Isn’t it past your bedtime? (Looks at clock that reads 10:00 p.m.)
Alex: Watch it muse. And no it is not past my bedtime, I’m just finishing up this story for school.
Constenyne: Ohhhhh. Can I do the disclaimer and warnings? (Gives big puppy dog eyes)
Alex: Sure go right ahead.
Constenyne: (Jumps up and down happily.) Okay, Alex does not own any part of the anime Gundam Wing. She just likes to borrow the characters to use in her own twisted stories.
Alex: Damn straight.
Constenyne: And now for the warnings. This story is an action/adventure story with mild swearing and hints to yoai. If you do not know what yoai means, it is basically saying that a boy likes another boy.
Alex: So if you do not like this, or are uncomfortable with it please do not continue any further. But you will be missing out on a good story. OK you read to go Constenyne. I have to finish my other fantasy story, and you just gave me this great idea for a humor story. (Exits room)
Constenyne: I did? (Wanders off after Alex)
Entry #1: October 5, AC 195, 10:15 p.m.
Generations ago, with a great dream for the future, mankind departed from the Earth; seeking like on space colonies. But as time went on the Earth Sphere Alliance brought the colonies under its control, one after another, in the name of justice and peace.
The year is After Colony 195, the beginning of Operation Meteor. It was a secret operation set by a few colonies that tried to stand against the Alliance. This operation was to smuggle specially camouflaged combat weapons, called Gundams, onto Earth.
And here is where my story begins. My name is Duo, Duo Maxwell; I run, I hide, but I never tell a lie. I am a Gundam pilot. I pilot the Gundam Deathscythe. I was sent to Earth to destroy the Alliance and OZ. OZ is another military organization, that hid itself within the Alliance as an elite-fighting group known as the Specials, headed by Treiz Krushrenada.
I was not the only one sent on the mission, there were four others. First there was Heero Yuy, a boy no older than myself, who has the makings of a robot. He was trained from a young age to be the ‘perfect soldier’. There has to be more to this guy other than his stoic and silent ways.
Next would be Trowa Barton. This guy is an enigma within himself; he is even more silent than Heero. The only was you can tell he is alive sometimes are his eyes. He is a complete mystery to everyone around him, well except maybe Quatre.
Quatre would be next, my blonde Arabian friend. This guy came from a pacifist family; he actually disinherited himself to fight to fight for the colonies. Wow, it really takes all types I guess.
Finally there is Wufei. There is not really much I can say about Wufei, other than that he fights in the name of justice and to avenge his home colony.
On our own we can cause a great amount of damage with our Gundams, but together there is no telling what can happen. Basically to sum everything up, we are terrorists, but for a good cause; and we never try to harm the colonists or the civilians on the Earth. We only attack OZ and the Alliance. Life as I know it is not easy, I am always in hiding or in a battle. I have never experienced life as a normal teenager may.
So here I am now sitting in the dorm I share with Heero, at the school we are currently stationed in. We were sent here because one of our higher ups believes that a high ranking OZ officer might somehow be connected with the school. I could be infiltrating an OZ base right now, but no, I’m stuck in a school with the most boring person on the face of this Earth. He takes his work way too seriously sometimes, and on top of that he never leaves that damn laptop. I swear that if it were physically possible he would make love to that thing. Heero ‘Perfect Soldier’ Yuy must of heard me snickering, because he seems to be walking this way. Better close out this entry.
Duo Maxwell
Duo quickly closed his journal as Heero approached him. “Hey Hee-chan [1]. How’s it going?”
“Duo we have a mission tomorrow. We have to go and infiltrate a base in the KLC24 sector of town.” Heero said in his monotone voice.
“Finally we have some action. Are the others on this mission too?” Duo asked a new sparkle evident in his violet orbs.
“No. This mission is for the two of us only but Trowa is already stationed within OZ, and will be able to aid us. But only at a minimal level.” Duo was about to speak again but was quickly cut off by Heero. “And before you ask, no we do not need our Gundams. We have to get in, recover information on the new mobile dolls, and get out. Now get your rest, we leave at 0-500.” He finished and walked into the adjoining bathroom.
“Five a.m. what a lovely time to wake up. At least tomorrow is a Saturday, I won’t have to worry about explaining to the teachers why I was not in class.” Duo mumbled as he turned over in his bed.
Duo woke the next morning feeling quite refreshed and ready for the day’s mission. He crawled out of bed and pulled his typical black cloths out of a drawer, grabbed his gold cross from its place on the dresser and slipped into the bathroom.
Heero lay in bed as he heard the braided boy get into the shower, after he was sure that Duo was not going to be out anytime soon he quickly got out of bed and donned his usual black spandex shorts and green tank top. Walking over to the bathroom he opened the door just a crack. He could not help but smirk at what he heard coming from the shower… Duo was singing. It was an older song, from many years before. It was by someone or something named Pink Floyd, and if he remembered correctly the song was called ‘Good Bye Blue Skies’. Duo had made him listen to the song so many times, he could never understand that American or his ways, but it was still a sight to see. After about a minute Heero finally pushed his way into the bathroom.
“Duo we have to get moving, the mission starts in less than an hour.”
“Right Hee-chan, I’ll be ready in under five.” He answered while stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist. He than began to braid his brown locks of hair.
Less than twenty minutes later, the two boys were out of the school and in front of the base.
“Heero you can head toward the main computer room, I’ll create the distraction. Calculating the time it will take for OZ to figure out what is happening, you will only have about five minutes to get the information and meet me back at the rendezvous point. But if I play my cards right I may be able to get you a few extra minutes.” Duo said with a grin displayed across his face.
“Right.” Heero answered as he pulled his gun out from the back of his pants, and silently made his way toward the base. Duo’s grin widened as he pulled his gun out from his shoulder holster, and followed Heero down toward the base. It was time to kick some Ozie ass.
Duo turned the corner his gun poised and ready. A light sound behind him caused him to turn around prepared to shoot anyone or anything that was in his way. Duo then felt the cold steel of a gun against the base of his neck and mentally cursed himself for being so stupid.
“Drop your weapon zero two.” A deep and husky voice said.
Duo dropped his weapon and slowly put his hands up in the air, showing that he was no longer armed. “Are you really sure you want to do this? The God of Death never forgives easily.” He said while slowly turning his head.
“Don’t move or I’ll shoot.” The man said, while clicking the safety off on his gun. Before he could utter another sound Duo fell to the ground kicking his feet out from under him, grabbed his dropped weapon and ran off in the other direction. “Damn you! Someone stop him!” The guard shouted as he struggled back to his feet.
Heero had successfully made it to the main computer room, and hacked into the computer files and retrieved the data he needed. He was making his way out when a voice came through the speakers of the base.
“Attention all personal, a Gundam pilot is in the building. Maintain your posts and do not let him escape, there maybe more than one. Keep you eyes opens for anything unusual.”
“Damn it, Duo no baka [2]. What the hell did you do this time?” Heero growled as he made his way out of the main computer room. Making his way down the hall, he spotted a lone soldier leaning against the wall. As silent as death itself Heero made his way over to the man.
He then tapped the man on the shoulder, when the man turned toward him he instantly knocked him out with a swift punch to the side of his head. Heero eased the man’s body into a side room and then donned the uniform.
Duo ran through the hall, turning a corner he ran smack dab into a group of OZ soldiers. “Oh Shit.”
“It’s the Gundam Pilot.” One said.
“Grab him!” Shouted another.
The men lunged for the boy, but he managed to dodge to the side and start to run off again. One of the soldiers managed to catch a hold of Duo’s trailing braid, and yanked the youth down to the ground. Duo grabbed the back of his head and cried out in pain as he hit the floor, white sparks of pain flashing before his eyes.
“You damn Gundam pilot, you deserve to die.” One of the men remarked while kicking the fallen boy in the stomach.
Duo tried to roll away from the kick, but another greeted him from a different man. Soon all four men had joined in on the beating. Duo managed to dodge another kick, and quickly grabbed a knife he had kept concealed within his boot. Rolling over he was able to slash one of the attacking soldier’s calves.
The man hissed in pain and fell back against the closest wall. A gunshot echoed through the hall, and another of the men went down. That only let two. Looking up Duo could see a figure standing at the end of the hall, his gun still smoking. Instantly he could tell that it was Heero because his deep blue eyes were glaring at him, full of anger.
“Who the hell are you?” One of the two remaining soldiers asked, a note a fear in his deep husky voice.
Without even answering Heero pulled the trigger of his gun twice, and within that second both soldiers collapsed to the ground quite dead.
“Hey thanks Heero.” Duo said while easing himself off the ground, wincing in pain as he jarred his bruising ribs.
“Duo, you could of endangered this whole mission. What were you thinking?” Heero hissed in anger.
“Well, I did create a distraction didn’t I.”
“Come on baka. Let’s get out of here.” Heero said while lifting Duo off the ground and helping him out of the base.
“What a nice way to thank someone for helping them.” Duo sighed.
They left the base without any further problems.
Entry #2 October 8, AC 195, 7:24 p.m.
What a hell of a day. Saturday’s mission went well, ok it went well for Heero. He did not get the crap beat out of him. I could barely move without my ribs screaming at me. Then there were all the girls at school asking what was wrong, and how did it happen. What was I supposed to say “Oh I got my ass kicked while trying to steal some top secret information from an OZ base.” Sine I dong lie, I kinda just tried to ignore their questions. Notice how I said tried, I was about to go completely insane until Quatre showed up and managed to pry me away from a group of girls. A guy can only take so much ‘poor babying’ before he wants to go and jump off a bridge. Damn me and my popularity. Thank whatever God is up there that Quatre just happened to be walking by at that moment.
Anyway, Quatre got me away from this group and escorted me to my dorm; and of course Heero was typing away at the damn laptop. I just want to kill that thing. Now if my day could not of gone any worse, as soon as I walked in the room Heero was up and telling me that we had another mission, and that we were leaving the school to transfer over to a more secure location. I really wonder at times how I managed to get myself into this mess.
We are just about to leave the school today so I will have to write again as soon as I can. Signing out.
Duo Maxwell
Duo closed his journal and set in within one of his duffel bags, since they would not be taking much with them, he only had to take his clothes and the very few personal items he had with him.
“You ready? We leave in a few hours.” Quatre’s voice echoed through room.
“Yah Q. I’m ready, just finishing up a few things.”
“Well, just don’t be late Duo.”
A few hours later the five pilots found themselves standing outside of their new safe house. From the looks of it, it seemed more of a shack than a house, but it would have to do for the time being. Duo sighed as he entered the so-called house and headed up to his room. This time instead of rooming with Heero he was rooming with Wufei. Of all people why Wufei. It always amazed him how Trowa and Quatre were always paired together, there has to be more there that meets the eye. Not that there was anything wrong with the two of them being together, in fact they made quite a cute couple.
The few days went by uneventful, for the five boys. Trowa was once again stationed within OZ, but he was able to come back to the safe house during the night. About the seventh day Heero got word that they were to attack the nearby base. The base was rumored to be producing a mass number of mobile dolls [3].
“Finally something to do” Duo said cheerily.
“Duo are you sure that you will be up to this mission. You are still recovering from the last one. You do not want to aggravate your injuries.” Quatre said, concern edging in his voice.
“We do not need any mishaps, Maxwell. It just might be better if you sit this one out, you will just get in the way.” Wufei added.
“Look Wu, I am perfectly fine. I’ll be able to handle this. There is no way you are anyone else is going to keep me from completing the mission.” Duo retorted, the anger dripping from his voice. He then turned to Heero and added with a smile. “So when do we leave?”
Duo sat within the cockpit of his Gundam, waiting orders from Heero. A beeping to his left caught his attention. Looking over to the side Duo could see a number of mobile suits heading their way.
“Damn it.”
He then turned on his com link with Heero and the others.
“Heero we have a problem, OZ has caught on to us. A number of mobile suites are heading this way.”
“And according to my calculations, about fifty percent of them are mobile dolls.” Quatre added.
“Shit. This is going to be a tough battle, proceed at your own discretion.” He then shut out the link with the other, except Duo. “Duo I want you to be careful on this mission. Don’t go getting yourself hurt.” Slipping back into his perfect soldier mode, he cut the link.
“Huh, was that emotion I say in Heero ‘the stone’ Yuy? Will the wonders ever cease?” Duo wondered out loud, as he powered up his thermal scythe and headed straight into the approaching mobile suits.
Quatre looked around, to his right Wufei was battling with five mobile suits, three of which were mobile dolls. To his left Duo has having some trouble himself, he was surrounded by at least eight suites. Behind him was Trowa, who faired no better than Duo. His ammo had run out in the first half of the battle and now he was left using the knife that was hidden in his Gundam’s arm. And in front of him was Heero, the only one of the group who seemed to be gaining the upper hand.
The battle lasted for well over three hours, and despite being well outnumbered, the Gundams had won. The group of five entered their small safe house, and went about their ways.
Duo walked into the room he shared with Wufei and flopped onto his bed, and fell asleep almost instantly. It was just one of those weeks, life for him and the others could not get any worse… or could it.
Side Notes
[1] Hee-chan; in Japanese the term ‘chan’ is put at the end of some ones name. ‘Chan’ is usually used after a males name, while ‘sama’ is used after a females. It is often used between friends.
[2] Duo no baka; the word baka is Japanese and basically means idiot or stupid person. In this case Heero is saying “Duo you idiot.”
[3] A mobile doll is the same as a mobile suit with the exception that it has no pilot. It is controlled by a computer and is able to move as a fast rate of speed, because it has no pilot. A mobile doll is superior to all mobile suits, with the exception of the Gundams.
Authors Note
Okay, now it is your turn to tell me what you think, and if I should continue this story or not. I have an idea of where this can go, but I am not going to say a word until I get some kind of feed back. If you do give me feed back you will be rewarded with strawberry flavored pocky (a Japanese snack food. Often eaten by anime fans, and of course fan fic authors like myself).