Gundam SEED Fan Fiction ❯ Athrun's Betryal ❯ Broken Wings ( Chapter 1 )

Athrun's Betrayal

 

Summary: Kira, sick of fighting in the war against ZAFT, starts down a path toward death. Athrun will do anything to save him, but what will it cost him? AthrunxKira

 

Disclaimer: I own nothing besides the plot.

 

Note: This is another one of my random fics. I'm sorry. I just saw episodes 6-10 and this came to mind. It takes place right after episode 10 I guess.

 

Warning: This will contain AthrunxKira, which is a malexmale pairing. If you're not comfortable with this, which is a homosexual pairing, then I suggest you read something else. The rating, as you might have noticed, is M. It's rated this way because of graphic violence, strong language, lemon, and many other things that I'm sure will come up later, but I've forgotten to mention. Also, the characters may act OOC, because I've only seen the first ten episodes of the series. I apologize now for that.

 

Chapter 1 Broken Wings

 

Flay's tearful face swam in and out of view.

“You promised! You promised that daddy would be all right!” she sobbed. He didn't get a chance to reply when her face was replaced by Athrun's.

“Traitor,” he whispered. “Traitor!!”

“No! I'm not a traitor!”

 

Kira sat bolt upright in bed, hitting his head on the bottom of the bunk on top of him in the process.

“Oww…” he murmured, ruefully rubbing his head.

“Birdee?” his mechanical bird chirped, flying out of his pajamas pocket and settling comfortably on his shoulder. He looked at it and a smile crossed his face. As quietly as he could, he rolled off the bed and crossed the darkened room. He slid the door open noisily, held his breath, and counted to three. The others remained mercifully asleep. He let out a soft sigh of relief and slipped out. The Archangel was deserted and he was glad of that. He wandered through the corridors until he came to the place where he had told Lacus Clyne about him and Athrun being friends. The Archangel seemed so lonely without her. She had probably been the only one who truly understood how he felt…about everything. He had had trouble sleeping ever since he had returned her to Athrun. He was plagued by nightmares not about her, but about Athrun. His parting words came back to him.

 

“Then I have no choice. The next time we meet in battle, I won't show you any mercy!” The dark-haired boy cried.

“The same goes for me!” he had responded.

 

No. He shook his head and leaned his head against the cool glass. I don't want to fight anymore! I'm sick of it! He closed his eyes and tears came down his face. He began sobbing quietly, his shoulders shaking. Why do I have to fight? I'm not a soldier! I don't belong to the Earth Forces, but I could never join ZAFT; I'm a traitor to my fellow Coordinators. If I don't fight, my friends will die, but if I do, they'll think I'm not fighting hard because I'm one of them. I can't do this. He closed his eyes and more tears escaped down his face.

 

“I won't show you any mercy!”

 

“Is that true, Athrun? Do I really mean nothing to you?” he whispered to no one. He had to find out. His mind made up, he made the familiar journey to the Strike for what he sincerely hoped was the last time.

 

Commander Le Creuset was interrupted from his pleasant sleep by the sound of an alarm blaring.

“Commander Le Creuset, you're needed on the bridge,” one of the ZAFT officers reported when he turned on the screen in his room. Groaning softly, he got dressed and, after securing his mask over his face, made his way up to the bridge.

“What's going on?” he asked, shaking off his sleep.

“We've confirmed one Mobile Suit being launched from the Legged Ship identified as the X-105 Strike. Athrun Zala has launched in the Aegis without permission. What do you suggest we do? Shall we send out the Duel, Buster, and Blitz?” Ades reported.

“No, I want to see what Athrun will do. Have Duel, Buster, and Blitz on standby,” Le Creuset answered.

“Yes sir!” Ades saluted.

What will you do against your friend Athrun? Will you sink him at last? Le Creuset thought, watching the Aegis's retreating back.

 

Kira. Athrun thought as the Strike and Aegis approached each other. They stopped in mid-air and there was only silence between them for the longest time.

“What do you want Kira?” Athrun finally asked, his eyes narrowing.

“I mean nothing to you, right?” Kira asked.

“Yes.”

“Then shoot me down.”

“What?”

“You heard me! Shoot me down!”

“Why are you doing this?”

“I'm sick of it! I'm sick of fighting in a war I never should have gotten involved in! I don't belong to either the Earth Forces or ZAFT! I don't belong anywhere! Shoot me down and end it!”

“Kira are you serious?”

“I've never been so serious in my life. If I mean nothing to you, then shoot me down!”

“He's mad!” Lt. Ramius gasped from the bridge.

“Kira!” Miriallia cried.

“I wonder what's possessing him,” Ades murmured.

This should be interesting. Athrun is in a very sticky situation. He's being forced to choose between his loyalty to ZAFT and his loyalty to his best friend. Le Creuset thought.

“Lt. La Flaga, are you ready to launch?” Lt. Ramius asked.

“Yeah,” Lt. La Flaga answered from within his Mobile Armor. “Don't worry. I'll make sure he comes back safely.” He launched.

 

“We've confirmed that the Mobile Armor has launched!” a ZAFT officer reported.

“Tell Dearka, Nicol, and Yzak to launch!” Ades yelled.

“Damn them,” Lt. La Flaga muttered as he noticed the three other stolen Gundams heading towards them.

“Shoot me down!” Kira screamed. Athrun had the gun pointed at the Strike, but his hand trembled on the trigger.

Why can't I shoot him? He thought.

“What the hell are you doing, Athrun? Shoot him down!” Yzak yelled. Athrun tried to pull himself together, but it was no use. He couldn't shoot his friend. “You bastard! I'll shoot him down myself!” Yzak pointed his gun at the Strike and smirked as he pulled the trigger.

“No!” Lt. La Flaga cried.

“Kira!” Athrun cried. The beam weapon hit Kira's Gundam and there was a huge explosion.

“Kira!” Miriallia, Tolle, Kuzzey, and Sai cried as one. The smoke slowly cleared from the battlefield. The Gundam was a twisted heap of metal, barely recognizable to any eye.

“Kira!” Athrun cried. He worked quickly to open his cockpit, take his seatbelt off, and eject himself out of the Aegis, toward the ruined Strike. Everyone stared as Athrun grabbed onto the Strike and barely held on. He fumbled around for the release button to open the cockpit, but it was heavily damaged. He somehow managed to force the cockpit open and went in. Kira's head hung limply to one side and his helmet was cracked down the middle. Athrun fumbled with Kira's seatbelt, but it was stuck. Thinking quickly, he pulled out his knife and cut the material, freeing him. He fell over forward, only to be caught by Athrun. He shoved himself out of the cockpit with his feet and sailed back to the Aegis, his arms wrapped around Kira.

“What's he doing?” Lt. La Flaga wondered aloud.

“Athrun? What the hell are you doing?” Yzak demanded as Athrun settled back in his cockpit.

“I've captured the pilot of the Strike. Take the Gundam back to the ship,” the dark-haired boy responded. Yzak growled under his breath. Nicol was the one who grabbed the ruins of the Strike and dragged them back to the ship.

“Just like that…he's gone,” Lt. Ramius gasped quietly.

“Kira!!” Miriallia cried. She broke down into tears.

“Why Kira? Why did you give yourself up to them?” Sai asked angrily. “Is it because you're one of them?” he turned around with disgust. “Flay was right.” A loud slapping sound filled the bridge. Sai twisted around as Mirillia's hand came in contact with his face.

“How dare you say that about Kira!” she hissed angrily. “He's our friend! He'd never betray us!”

“He's that pilot's friend too,” Sai muttered. The officers on the deck gasped. There was another loud slapping sound as Miriallia delivered another blow to Sai's face.

“What are you talking about?” Lt. Ramius asked. “I demand an explanation!”

Sai sighed softly and took a deep breath. “All we know is that Kira and the pilot of the Aegis were friends once. We heard it from his own mouth…or Kuzzey did.”

Kuzzey nodded. “I overheard him talking to that Coordinator girl, Lacus Clyne. They were really close once.”

“I can't believe it.”

 

Yzak's face was contorted into a scowl as he watched Athrun take the captured pilot into one of the rooms. Dearka and Nicol silently watched.

“What's up with him?” Nicol asked softly. “He hasn't been acting like himself lately. Somehow I get the feeling that this pilot has something to do with it.” Scowling even deeper, Yzak pushed his way past the other two pilots and headed in the same direction as Athrun. He wanted to know what the hell was going on and why the hell Athrun had the guts to bring some Natural pilot on the Gamow.

 

He wanted answers.

 

To be continued…