Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Family Ties ❯ Chapter 22 ( Chapter 22 )

This is a repost. Just fixing some MAJOR errors.

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Weissangel24

 

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Chapter twenty-two

 

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"This is the hospital?" Duo asked, his voice filled with doubt. "It's more of an sylum... It even has bars on the windows!"

 

"In the higher societies, asylums are referred to as hopitals to advoid embarassment." Trowa shrugged distractedly. His head was pounding as random thoughts invaded his mind. It was hard to decipher which thought came from which person.

 

"You okay, Tro?" The braided boy asked his friend, as a grimace of pain escaped the calm facade that the taller boy was trying to project. "If you want, I can go to the meeting while you wait in the ship?"

 

"Thanks, Duo..." The banged boy declined, "But I have a feeling that the answers we seek aren't going to be spoken."

 

"What's that supposed to mean?" Duo frowned.

 

"Just trust me."

 

The braided boy's bangs fluttered as he huffed in exasperation. "I do trust you, Trowa- I just wish I knew what the Hell was going on!"

 

The taller boy paused on his way up the front stairs, before turning and meeting the other's stare. "Duo... I think I-"

 

"Mr. Barton, I presume?" A heavily accented voice interrupted.

 

"Um... Yes." Trowa nodded, as he eyed the gangly man in a long white lab coat warily. 'They should not have known my name...' He thought to himself.

 

"We were told to expect you." He sniffed, haughtily. "From the way She was carrying on, I would have expected a god, not a mere.... teenager."

 

Duo glared as he caught up with his friend. 'Who shoved a stick up his ass?'

 

"And who are you? She didn't mention anything about you." The man sneered, looking down his nose at the braided pilot.

 

"This is my comrade, Duo." Trowa replied cautiously.

 

The man studied the boys for several more moments before spinning on his heel and stalking towards the front doors. "No matter, this way please. She'll only be lucid for a little bit."

 

The banged boy placed a hand on his friend's tense shoulder. "Easy, Duo." He murmered.

 

"That quack gives me a bad feeling, Tro." He replied, eyes narrowing after the man. 'A real bad feeling...'

 

"You carrying?"

 

"You?" Duo returned with a smirk.

 

"She is waiting." The irritated man beconed.

 

Senses on high alert, their weapons at easy reach, Trowa and Duo cautiously followed.

 

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Hiiro frowned as he studied one file after another, only to reach deadends. 'It doesn't make anysense.' He mused, "Trowa shouldn't have reacted like that."

 

"Like what?" Wu Fei asked, as he threw his coat over the back of the couch.

 

"What did you find out?" The Japanese boy asked instead.

 

"Not much." The Chinese boy admitted. "It's almost as if this Isis never existed. No bank accounts, No Social Security, No Job history, No home address, No life."

 

"That's illogical."

 

Chang shrugged, "You didn't answer my question."

 

"Duo called a little while ago, freaked out because Trowa had passed out."

 

"He what!?"

 

"I can't find anything in his files as to why."

 

"Maybe it's nothing, Yui. He's been worried over Winner and hasn't been taking proper care of himself. He probably hadn't eaten anything since he left. He's strong, but that type of behavior has to take it's toll sometime."

 

"Hn... but my instinct is telling me that it's more than that."

 

"Did you check in S's files yet? You know that those freak doctors did tests on us before letting us near the Gundams. Perhaps he may have mentioned something?"

 

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He was so tired. He could barely keep his eyes open, yet open is how they needed to stay. Everytime he had dozed off the water had gotten higher. As it was, it was nearly to the ceiling.

 

"Trowa..." He whispered groggily, "Find me, please?"

 

'You know that he'll find you.' The voice in his head chastized. 'What you should be asking, is if he'll find you before it's too late.'

 

"He will find me." Quatre said with absolute certainty. "Before it's too late."

 

'You don't really believe that.' the voice mocked. 'You're just trying to convince yourself of that.'

 

"I have to believe!" The blonde hissed, "If not, then that presence I feel will consume me! I. Won't. Give. Up!"

 

'Presence? What presence?'

 

"Surely, you must feel it too? Something oppressive in the shadows? A weight on my mind?"

 

'...'

 

"I've felt it since I woke up in this nightmare. Constant, smothering... making it so that I'm the only one I can feel... I've even lost Trowa again..."

 

'You're nuts.'

 

"You're one to talk!" The blonde huffed, water splashing about him as he shifted his possition against the wall. "You're just the voice of my negative emotions, brought to life by Zero."

 

'You should be grateful. If it weren't for me, you'd be alone.' His inner voice huffed.

 

"Don't you get it? I am alone." Quatre rested his forehead against the wall, fighting to keep his eyes open. "You're just an illusion."

 

'Idiot. Everything is an illusion.'

 

The blonde's bloodshot eyes grew wide, "What did you say?"

 

'That everything is an illusion?'

 

"Oh, Allah..." Quatre gasped, trying to quell the surge of pure panic that filled his heart. "That's where I've felt this before!"

 

'What are you babbling about?' The voice demanded.

 

"TROWA! GET ME OUT OF HERE!" Quatre screamed, pounding against the wall,"YOU HAVE TO GET ME OUT OF HERE! HE'S GOING TO KILL ME, TROWA!"

 

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The girl was a thin, pale thing, dressed in the hospital's gown. Her long blonde hair was lacking any shine to it. Her azure eyes lacked any emotion as she stared at her guests.

 

"Who are you? You know why we've come?" Trowa asked in a gentle tone, as Duo watched his back.

 

/"Yes."/ Came the mental reply.

 

"How?"

 

/"My sister sent word that you would be coming."/

 

"Kisa? Kisa is your sister?" Trowa's eyebrow rose in mild surprise as he knelt in front of the patient.

 

"Tro? What's going on?" Duo whispered from the doorway. This entire place was giving him the chills. He needed to get out of here fast. "Look, she's not answering. She's a veggie. Can we please go?"

 

/"Your friend is quite rude."/ The girl commented.

 

/"He doesn't understand what's going on."/ Trowa explained. /"I-I'm still trying to figure it out."/

 

/"Of course."/

 

/"Who are you?"/ Trowa asked again.

 

/"I'm who you're searching for."/ The girl mentally smiled a sad smile, /"I'm Isis."/

 

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To be continued...