Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter 5

Quatre Winner was on a mission. To get Trowa Barton's throwing and hunting knives from his trailer on the outskirts of the circus grounds. Next to Catherine Bloom's trailer. If they were on a rescue mission tomorrow, when they found Trowa he would want his weapons to fight with. Having parked his car half a mile away from the circus, he walked the rest of the distance. It was after midnight. He crept up to Trowa's trailer. Why Trowa still insisted to live here was beyond him. He wiggled under the trailer. He knew there was a trapdoor on the floor of the trailer. Ah, found it. He pushed it open and snuck inside. Outside there had been the faint lights from windows of other trailers. Here, inside, it was pitch black. Quickly Quatre Winner pulled on his night vision goggles. He was a gundam pilot. He always thought things out much in advance .He rummaged around as quietly as possible. A few minutes later he found his prize. Stuffing the knives and the goggles back into the bag with him, he got out of the trailer and rushed back to his car like a bat out of hell. By Allah, he would never let Catherine know how much she frightened him.

Morning came and at exactly 9 am, Duo Maxwell stood a thousand yards away from the door leading to preventors headquarters. He was dressed sharply in comfortable, well broken in black jeans, a black zipup turtleneck, a black slightly oversized blazer with many pockets to conceal as many weapons as possible and black sneakers. On his head was perched his customary cap and on his nose were a pair of dark shades. The only spot of color on his person was the gold cross and chain shining defiantly in the sun. He carried with him a large knapsack full of both his and Heero's weapons. Duo spotted Quatre hurrying toward him from a small distance away. Quatre waved and he too seemed to be carrying a bag full of weaponry.

Panting slightly, Quatre jogged towards Duo and stood by his side.

"Good morning Duo"

"Morning Q. Where's Wuffers? If I wasn't so damn worried `bout Tro and `ro I'd be amused he was late."

"He's not late Duo. We're early." Quatre pointed out gently.

From a distance both spotted Wufei coming towards them also carrying a knapsack. He halted in front of them and immediately poured his wrath on Quatre's unsuspecting head.

"Winner where were you after midnight yesterday!? I called and your butler tells me that you're out and then informs me not to call so late! And Maxwell. Why are you dressed like that? This is not war time anymore. If you had to go to such lengths at stealth why don't you wear black spandex?"

He was answered by indignant replies "Well he's right. It is a bit too late to call. And I had gone to pickup Trowa's knives."

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing? And I never wear spandex. Heero is the only one who can wear spandex and pull it off to look good!"

"You faced Catherine? You are a braaaavvvee man Quatre Winner" Duo announced solemnly turning to Quatre next.

"No, I snuck in. I didn't really meet-"

He was cut of by Wufei who asked in a puzzled voice " Why do you need Barton's knives?"

"Oh you know, weaponry to give to Trowa to fight when we find him" answered Quatre earnestly.

"So you have come here with all of you're and Barton's weapons?" He turned his attention on Duo "And you with you're and Yuy's weapons? Sheesh, you're acting as we are going on a destroy mission!"

"Oh look who's calling the kettle black! What's in you bag?" asked Duo a smirk plastered across his face.

Face coloring slightly, Wufei answered "just a few weapons and my katana and-"

"We get the picture" Quatre said also with an uncharacteristic smirk. " We go in there. We're well known so no one stops us taking our weapons. We talk to Une rationally and then leave to search any possible clues we find. Agreed?"

The two others nodded. Squaring their shoulders, the three ex-gundam pilots stalked into the massive imposing building.

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Trowa tried to press his hair into it's standard way. Heero watched and in a voice tinged with dry humor said "Leave it be. You can get it straightened out later."

"…" A halfhearted glare was sent in his direction.

Heero picked up his gun, the small bottle of oil and the rag Sirius had given him. He went downstairs and sat at the dining table and slowly and meticulously took apart his gun. Heero loved his gun. It was a reminder of who he was and the comforting fact that he always had it as a backup plan, a security blanket. It made him feel safe. That was why he looked after it so well. He was merely repaying the debt. Duo would probably call him crazy, hell he would call himself crazy about the fact that he felt he owed something to a nonliving thing. But it was the way his mind worked.

Sirius watched as Heero took apart the firearm. He'd been obsessed enough with muggle motorcycles to magic one to fly, but he'd never had a muggle weapon. Heero caressed and polished the parts like a lover. He reassembled it and then shook his head sadly at the one missing bullet he'd used to snap Myers's wand. Giving it one final glance over he tucked it into his holster.

"The others will be here soon. Do you want to do anything till then?" Sirius asked quietly. `Silly they've been here for two days and you get attached' his mind berated.

"No. And I thank you for your hospitality and my best wishes for you all to fight this Voldemort and defeat him" Heero said solemnly getting to his feet and giving Sirius a full bow. Trowa descended from their room.

"You would have made a worthy ally in any battle" he added to Heero's comment giving Sirius a strange half-smile.

A hour later everything was setup. The same set of wizards and witches had turned with the exception of Myers whose place was taken by Charlie. All the wizards took similar positions as they had occupied during the earlier spell chanting session. The spell was set into motion. However both Snape and Sirius standing as far from each other as possible could see something had already gone wrong. The vortex was opening in the exact same way as the earlier occasion.

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"Wufei, are you going so heavily armed so you can intimidate Une?" Sally Po asked the infuriated Chinese man.

"It is nine of your business, onna!" he said trying to be polite and failing miserably.

"No Sally, when we get the info we'll be going on a search, that's when these will come in handy" Duo explained.

Shaking her off in a few minutes later, Wufei asked Duo "Why did you give that stupid explanation?"

"We'll need someone to vouch that we were not going to kill old Colonel Une." Duo explained.

The three stepped into her office. There was no one there. Une's secretary poked her head in and said "Take a seat. Lady Une will be here in few minutes." Wufei paced around, Duo looked at a few diplomas of Une hung on the walls and Quatre according to instructions took a seat close to Une's desk.

He was the first one who noticed the light coming from the floor and Une's desk disappearing in it.

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All the persons in the room watched blankly as a massive table slammed on the floor, the force collapsing two legs of the table.

"Une's Table" Heero said blankly, then jumped into action tackling Mr. Weasley and pulling him back. A moment later a large Victorian chair crashed in the exact spot where he had been standing, a certain blonde heir still sitting in it clutching the arms tightly and eyes welded shut.

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Duo admitted he had seen a fair share of strange and disturbing things in the world. Like the day Relena had worn a navy blue dress and not a shred of pink on her, the day Heero had let him touch his laptop, but nothing had prepared him for watching his dear friend Quatre fall through a floor. He was not that heavy! He rushed forward the same instant as Wufei and instead of being of any help both fell head first into the strange glowing swirling fissure.

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Tonks watched with horror as the table, chair and boy were followed by three huge

Cupboards, one coffee table ,one huge potted plant ,one boy and one girl with a long plait. It happened extremely fast, she later surmised. That was when Snape shook himself out of the trance that seemed to have fallen in the room and shut the portal with an impressive bellowing of the finishing spell and a complicated but graceful movement of his wand. Heero was still sitting on the floor. The grim look on his face told everyone he has guessed what had happened.

"This as not supposed to happen" came the small whisper from Bill, shell shocked like everyone else.

"GET OFF ME MAXWELL!" came a loud voice from the youth lying under the girl making all the wizards and witches rocket out of their skins.

"Ohhhhh! Wha- Whe- huh?" came the confused reply from the girl. She rolled over and sat up revealing she was - a boy?

"Shut up Wuffers" came the rather harsh reply. The young blond had opened his eyes and was staring unabashedly at the wizards standing with their wands outstretched.

Then just like before reflex kicked in and the three were on their feet pointing their guns at the other people in the room. Trowa who had been slightly pushed to the side in the ruckus came forward. Heero also stood from where he'd been sitting on the floor.

"Heero?"

"Trowa!"

"Yuy! Barton!" came the chorus of voices.

"Put down your guns" Heero commanded. "And an explanation would be in order" he said spinning around to face the wizards.

"Uh. Well..everyone move into the dining room" Sirius called out in a rather shaky voice. The three new gundam pilots looked on suspiciously.

"Move" Heero said in a rather weary but commanding voice.

Exchanging confused glances they marched out with the rest of the people filing out. The three sat themselves along a table as close to the door as possible. Heero and Trowa took seats on either sides of the three.

Suddenly Duo's hand shot up. Looking strangely at it but recognizing the signal after being a teacher for more than a decade, Snape said "Yes?"

"Forgive me for interrupting any soul-searching you may have been doing, but why are you all wearing dresses?" They all stared at him like he'd grown a second head. "Well it does not look bad, but you gotta admit that its not practical. And the oodles and oodles of cloth wasted to make one to those can probably stitch two pairs of pants." More staring. Duo could hear some muttering from someone commenting on his dress sense but couldn't make out who was speaking.

Heero turned a glare at Duo which effectively killed any more commentary he was going to sprout. Turning to the adults he growled "What happened?"

"We don't know. The portal was supposed to open the other way round" sighed Lupin.

"We'll wait for Dumbledore to get here and then figure it out" Moody said getting up to pace the length of the room.

The three newcomers looking back and forth between their comrade and the guy with the freaky eye. "What's going on? Heero? And who the fuck are these people? Where the hell are we?" Duo's voice rang out. He received several shocked stares at his use of profanity in his language. Heero looked squarely at Charlie and waved a hand at him signifying that he should explain the situation.

Charlie glanced around at the others in the room. "We're wizards" he started out tentatively. He received a raised disdainful eyebrow and two blank stares along with a mutter of "loony psychos" from the braided wonder. He decided to change tracks. "I'm Charlie Weasley. And You would be-" he trailed off invitingly.

"Duo Maxwell. I may run, I may hide but I never lie" Duo answered complete with catch phase.

"Quatre Raberba Winner"

"Chang Wufei"

"Alright. We're wizards and-" Charlie went on to explain the situation.

Bill watched as his brother gave an explanation. He spoke pretty well he thought inwardly. Unlike with Trowa and Heero there were no questions. The three listened with silence. Once the details of the mission were given, Wufei opened his mouth to speak, no sound came out. "So, you will be able to send us back? Right?" Quatre whispered. No one answered. Then Mr. Weasley cleared his throat. "We don't know any thing for sure. We still have to talk to Dumbledore. This was not a possibility we were expecting."

Quatre blinked and then unexpectedly pushed his seat back and started pacing the floor. Wufei, Heero and Trowa kept neutral faces and stared at the table.

Duo having stayed uncharacteristically quiet the entire while said in a strained voice "So when will this Dumbledore guy get here and well- do something?" "Soon." Sirius answered in a quiet voice. The room fell in silence which was marred only by the soft sounds of Quatre's footfalls on the wooden floor.

T.B.C

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