Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Deaths Child ❯ Growing Up ( Chapter 1 )

(Author: Since I got good response out of the good fic I decided to do a young Duo, pre war. Age ten PLEASE review and let me know if I can change anything.)

 

___It was cold up in space. So many people lived in such tiny places. People without families slept on ships wherever they could find room. Hoping that the place they decided to rest would not result in injury, or accidental suction into space. Children had better chances of finding places to sleep.

___Just like Duo Maxwell.

___Duo Maxwell was a young boy that meandered unto a Sweeper Group ship. Captured, but just barely, they tormented him only to be stopped by Professor G. Unlike the other he found potential in the youngster. However, Duo was given no special treatment. He had to find a place to sleep just like everyone else. But being small, Duo curled up easily on the cockpit door of his MS.

__Grumbling in his sleep Duo pulled a ratty blanket tighter about his chin. His pillow was his tool kit: hard but affective. His braid snaked around then peeked over the edge, not long enough to reach for the ground. It was still five hours till he would willingly awake.

“HEY demon!” However there was unwillingly.

“I'm not a DEMON!” Duo cried partly awake. “I'm Shinigami.”

“Yeah whatever, Professor G's got something he wants ya to do.”

“Can it wait?”

“No, now.”

___Unhappily Duo rolled from under his blanket. Incuriously he tossed it into the MS, and then carefully put his tools inside. Blankets could be replaced, tools where another matter. Closing the cockpit door Duo climbed down the MS. The man below him watched amused.

“I'll never understand how one so young as you is allowed one of those.”

“Hmf, that's because I built it.” Duo grumbled, he didn't feel like getting shit today.

___It was true in the most sense that Duo built his MS. All he was given was a battle-damaged body, that didn't run. It took Duo a long time to steal, and scavenge all those parts. Especially with how good the Sweeper security was, but nothing could out wit the god of death. Duo smirked at the thought.

“What you smiling about?” Professor G asked as Duo walked in.

“Nothing-what did you want to see me about?”

“OZ has a shipment of space ready MS and parts. The ship had trouble getting to its destination and is dead. I was wondering… …Duo?”

___Duo was already out the door running back towards his MS. His face was lit up like he just got a bag full of candy. Anything to get back at OZ, they were fun besides. Sparing no time Duo scampered up this MS shoving his tools inside. No use putting them away. As the door closed Professor G popped up on screen.

“Duo, you may be able to get past my perfection, but you won't get no where with out coordinates.”

Visually Duo cringed, “Oh, yeah, might need that.”

___The computer beeped, and buzzed as Professor G sent Duo the coordinates. Hardly patient Duo tapped his foot on the floor and waited. Once they where received Duo programmed his MS, hoping that he fixed his navigation system.

“And Duo, your space suit again, never forget that. I know you're the god of death, but even the god of death explodes in space.”

“Oups, thanks again Prof. G.”

___Quickly Duo shimmied into his space suit just in case he had to bail. The others would be jealous of the opportunity Duo had. When it came to stealth and never leaving a trail, Duo was the boy for the job. It helped that no one believed a child could be as destructive as Duo was. It was hard to believe that there could be a kid more destructive then him.

___Once he rounded the coordinates Duo slowed his MS. Turning off all needless power. There was no need to let OZ know that someone was on their door step. Inch by inch Duo crept nearer. In a few moments the faint outline of the ship came into view. Duo whispered lowly as he stared at the site of her. Yawning he stopped his MS so he could stare at the ship to analyze how to break in.

___Obviously there was no repair ship there yet. It would be an advantage to blow up the ship minimal damage to the MS inside the best he could. That way the Sweeper Group could come in and semi-legally salvage the leftovers. But the best parts where going to be for Duo. Anxiously Duo pushed his MS forward a little more.

“Mobile Suit identify yourself.”

___Duo jumped as he herd the voice over the speakers. Shit, in the moment of his glee the master of stealth didn't notice another MS sneak up on him. Expecting to fight Duo spun around, but his MS shorted somewhere. The attacking OZ MS shot him once sending him flying towards the ship.

___The shot disabled the MS; it had no more control of its flight systems. To far from the ship, Duo thought of a suicidal reasoning. Duo raised the gun; firing one shot he got what he wanted. The OZ MS shot several times sending Duo against the ship. Most of it was now floating as shards in space. The soldier eyed the invader MS. The cockpit was blown open, the occupant probably dead.

“Suspicious mobile suit destroyed.”