Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Assassin ❯ 1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Eternalflames 
A little prologue and a little view into Duo's head. Disclamimers: Dont own owt, aoprt from story....oh and Duo (Only kiddin, if I did woulfd I be wasting my time writing, that would be a big no)
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.28.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 193 | Visits: 494 | Status: Work In Progress
A little prologue and a little view into Duo's head. Disclamimers: Dont own owt, aoprt from story....oh and Duo (Only kiddin, if I did woulfd I be wasting my time writing, that would be a big no)
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.28.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 193 | Visits: 494 | Status: Work In Progress
It s a hard life, being a god of death. All those pleas, sobs and terrified screams. They haunt me every night I try to sleep. I wake up and my hands are stained with blood, I ll never be clean. Never. I don t deserve anyone, I m beneath everyone. I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Duo, Duo Maxwell. I m a hired assassin. Why do I do it? Money, power, protection. This isn t a nice time to live, entire country is a death trap. Mainly because of people like me. I m scum, but I know I am.
Not like these people around me, putting on airs. I just sit quietly playing with the end of my hair, the perfect disguise. Unfurl it and some make up and voila, an innocent girl scared to death of the Bad man Other men may be disgusted at having feminine features, but they re my best asset. Escape, run, live again. No shame in running. I pride myself on having a clean record, no casualties only deaths. Not one person has escaped my bullets or fists. They never will.
Not like these people around me, putting on airs. I just sit quietly playing with the end of my hair, the perfect disguise. Unfurl it and some make up and voila, an innocent girl scared to death of the Bad man Other men may be disgusted at having feminine features, but they re my best asset. Escape, run, live again. No shame in running. I pride myself on having a clean record, no casualties only deaths. Not one person has escaped my bullets or fists. They never will.