Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Deaths Child ❯ ... ( Chapter 2 )

(Author: Since no ones reading this I'm not going to drag myself to update this one. I think I screwed up my best shot.)

___Hesitantly Duo opened one eye. Before him lay the never-ending void of space, Duo was still alive and for this Duo laughed. OZ had yet again failed to kill him. Also by the look of things, he was mostly uninjured.

___There was no time to loose. They might come and salvage his MS, and Duo was still trapped by one of his legs. In the explosion the medal folded back trapping him. Looking around he saw his toolbox.

“Good thing I didn't put this away.” Duo mumbled to himself.

__Carefully Duo worked, afraid to puncher his suit even a little. He would hate to survive but end up being killed because he cut the wrong them. Unconsciously Duo snorted at the thought. Then to be extra cautious Duo wrapped duct tape around any stressed fabric.

___Getting into the ship was simpler then getting out. The security was tight, but not tight enough. He'd seen harder security at a junkyard. Inside it was actually gravity, and it played on Duo's leg. It was hurt worse then he figured, but he'd be fine.

___Dodging the security guards, Duo found a secluded place to contact Doctor G. Leary of anyone over hearing, Duo pressed the ear piece against his ear.

“Hey man, how long does it take for vultures to strip a corpse?”

“Hm? I don't know maybe an hour.” Doctor G replied. “Could be less depending.”

“Yeah well, I see a corpse untouched by the vultures.”

___With out another word Duo ended the transmission. Just in case someone caught his call they would not be able to trace it back to it's source. Grabbing what explosives he found on the ship, he headed towards the engine room.

___After the explosives where placed Duo headed for the MS's and picked out one he liked. It was newer model that would have to have a new paint job and some bodywork to cover up the OZ look. The pedals were hard to get to but Duo was fine with that.

“Knock, knock” Duo said over the radio.

“Who's there?” A voice shouted. “Identify your self.”

“Boo.”

“Boo who?”

“Your right you should cry now.”

___Duo raised the gun and blue a hole in the side of the ship. Pressing the detonator the ship blew with enough damage to scrap the ship but spare most of the MS's. Duo stared at the detonator queerly.

“I get the feeling one day your going to fail me old buddy.”