Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ From My Shackles ❯ Creations from Foresight ( Chapter 1 )

From My Shackles

By: Forever Tormented

Rating: R; for full coverage go to Media Miner. Org in soon-coming chapters

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any area in that respect. Disclaimer applies to all chapters to follow.

Chapter One: Creations from Foresight

His hands were all over me. Never staying in one place long enough for me to focus on it. His lips were wildfire upon my neck and face. A blanket of heat radiated off my body and mixed with his sweat. His breath was uneven and his voice low. I writhed beneath him and eventually flipped him over so I could press my body onto his. I pressed so hard; I needed friction. I needed . . . him. All of him. He looked up at me with those violet eyes with lust and underlying love. All of a sudden a sad smile touched his features and he pulled me down for a tender kiss, cooling my body rapidly. When I pulled away from him everything went white in a flash…

Lightning.

I woke with a start; sitting straight up and heaving for breath. A single bead of sweat rolled from my temple down to my jaw. My sheets were in disarray as my clothes were as well. Another flash of lightning and I looked over to the clock to see it was already 5 AM. I might as well get up now.

Ever since I had heard Oz was reforming I had been having dreams of him. Sometimes we'd talk and remember the days when we were soldiers together. Other times, like last night, we'd get lost in passion and give into what we were afraid to have so long ago. I had lost track of Duo three years ago when the war ended. Most of us had lost track-us Gundam pilots that is. I knew Quatre and Trowa lived together in a fairly deserted area as to keep their love a secret. Wufei showed up occasionally to help us Preventers. And Duo…I had no idea where Duo was. When we said our goodbyes he had left and I never saw him again. Not that I ever pursued him. I knew he wanted to be left alone. And I knew why.

By the end of the war we had developed strong feelings for each other. I knew I loved him, and I knew he loved me. A rumor of our affair got into public and it was all downhill from there. The Perfect Soldier was gay. That meant he wasn't perfect. Earth never accepted gay relationships. Maybe some parts did but in the spotlight of media and the mass public it was shameful. I wasn't the perfect hero they had hoped for. Shinigami kept his mysteriousness for being in the rumor but lost his reliability as a pilot in through it. We denied all accusations and Duo turned to his long time friend, Hilde, to back him up as his love interest. After he cleaned his slate I turned to Relena just as the public wanted and claimed myself her main body guard. Ever since then, rumors flew about a romance between us.

I couldn't wait until they found out she was engaged. I was already laughing. In order to keep our futures safe Duo and I left each other behind to lead normal lives free of criticism we had received too much of during the war.

But, the war was starting up again. At long last, the inevitable had arrived. Rumor of Oz having reformed outside the M2 colony was confirmed by the Preventers and Oz was in full scale. No attacks yet. No abductions or mass murders. It was the quiet before the deadly storm. I was edgy and easily thrown into rage. Being the head Preventer I found that my quiet patience I had developed through the years had been replaced by my foul temper. Every day got worse. The `quiet' possessed more air and more attention and I could feel my very muscles tighten in anticipation for the attacks to begin. Being Preventers the government wouldn't fund us unless we retaliate which makes absolutely no sense since our job was initially to prevent these things from happening. I had no idea where Oz would strike first or how.

I turned the shower on and felt the hot water slash at my body. I was recovering the Gundams today with Quatre and Trowa. They were supposed to be improved models of our old ones. Wufei was reviewing military bases for the Aries and Taurus mobile suits. And of course, no one had made an attempt to contact Duo. It was a silent agreement that it would be my job to go find him. I just hadn't found the nerve yet to do so. I'd think of a way…

-NEXT SCENE-

"I never thought we'd be back here."

I glanced over to Quatre who was staring straight ahead towards the asteroid belt.

"I thought when we walked away from these Gundams it was for good," he explained.

"Well, when we walked away from our old Gundams that was for good. These are all new suits by the Doctors. J foresaw Oz's rebirth coming. I think we all did but just didn't want to admit it…" I sighed.

Trowa remained ever silent, his hand resting subtly on Quatre's knee. "How have you been Heero?" Trowa asked softly.

I shrugged. "The same as you; content but not happy."

Trowa shot me a look that was unreadable but a silent agreement passed between us that it was a huge mistake to ever break the five of us up. It was wrong to destroy the family we so much needed. And now we were all paying the price.

"How do you plan to find Duo?" Quatre asked. I heard the underlying concern in his voice.

I didn't answer right away as I maneuvered into the cluster of asteroids. "He's living on the colonies; I know that. And of course, Oz will attack earth first. I plan to leave Deathscythe on the deserted colony L2. Duo will know to go there and find it."

"How do you know?" Quatre parried.

"Because whenever casualties are taken by Oz he'd go there to pray at the ruins of his old church. He'll see his Gundam and a convenient note and if he wishes to join he will. I'm not forcing anyone to come back into this war. That wouldn't be right. We're twenty-years-old with lives of our own. We retired as soldiers three years ago and only by want will we become soldiers again."

"It wouldn't be the same without Duo," Quatre murmured. He looked at me. "Especially for you Heero. I think it would do you a world of good to see him again."

"I don't know if I have the strength to fight two wars."

"What do you mean?" Trowa asked gently.

"Fighting to save Earth against Oz and then fighting my own people, the media and the public, to protect Duo from the Gay Soldier and death threats…" I sighed. "All that shit that happened before."

Quatre only nodded as we came into sight of the Gundams. They were magnificent to behold. They looked identical to our last models but brand new and looming like spirits against the shadows of the asteroids. As I pulled closer a pair of green eyes flashed at me. I startled a bit and pulled the shuttle to a stop.

Wing Zero.

The Gundam flew silently up to the shuttle and lowered down to see us. I made eye contact into the fiery green lights of my suit. The Gundam's head seemed to nod before it retreated. So they weren't just like our old models. J had tampered with the humanoid chip within them. They were much more advanced. The Gundam had recognized me and the others.

"That was…odd," Quatre said cautiously. "Here comes Heavyarms and Sandrock."

We all watched in awe as they identified us and then retreated back into a straight line. I admired them for all their worth and glory for a moment, glittering among distant stars. But something stood out among the five.

Deathscythe and Wing Zero stood touching, arm to arm. The others were spread out respectively. And Deathscythe appeared to be slightly harmed.

"Leave me here; I need to look at Deathscythe. You can take your Gundams and destroy this shuttle. I'll meet you back on Earth."

I stood up from the controls and huddling made my way to my space suit. I slipped into it easily and released myself from the shuttle and pushed off towards Deathscythe. The mobile suits loomed over me. Creatures from Hell made of metal. They looked sacred as I approached them. I almost hesitated entering their cockpits. I floated up to Deathscythe's cockpit and opened it manually. The moment the door opened Wing Zero's saber lit up.

I was shocked. Was this some sort of protection device? Hurriedly I jumped in the cockpit and closed the door. I booted Deathscythe and began to check for external or internal space damage. None. I looked for software or hardware damage. None.

And then I saw the battery levels. Nearly down to zero. But there was no battery in this Gundam. I logged into Sandrock's and gasped at what I found. With Quatre sitting in the cockpit and controlling his Gundam the battery was booting up. Quatre being in the cockpit got this so-called `battery' charged. Human force and life charged these Gundams and only the owners of the Gundam's themselves.

For the first time in my life, I thought J had really created monsters instead of weapons.

There was a groan of metal from the insides of Deathscythe and then a green dot came up on a tracking device. It was somewhere near the M2 colony. Maybe it was picking up Oz? Again, I checked Wing Zero's stats. The green dot was within fifty feet of the Gundam.

Me.

That meant Deathscythe was tracking Duo! This was my link. But Deathscythe didn't have the energy to make it to Duo. He was millions of miles away without any power to even boot entirely up.

I hopped out of the cockpit with an idea and jumped straight into my Gundam. The second I put my hands on the control sticks the entire Gundam roared to life. I saw myself through the Gundam's eyes in a whole new way. I turned to look at Deathscythe and through the Gundam's eyes I saw him struggling for life. I glided over to the mobile suit and with the loud scraping of metal managed the Gundam into my suit's arms. And with that, I was off; following that tiny green mark on Deathscythe's tracking device.

-NS-

What I arrived to horrified me.

L2…

Duo was on L2. The colony was uninhabitable. No one could survive on that piece of rotting metal. It was barely even in orbit anymore. The oxygen flow was only coming from excess from colony M1. L2 was nothing but a graveyard from the past war.

And Duo was on it.

My Duo.

I followed the frantically beeping device until I landed in front of the church ruins. I laid Deathscythe down and waited for a moment. I was torn. I knew I should go before I saw Duo; to save me any further pain of seeing what he had become. But I couldn't go without seeing he was alive. At least alive. The endless debate ran through my head until fate stepped in and made the decision for me.

Duo stepped out of the ruins.

My breath was lost to him. Beautiful pale skin lay perfectly on a god's body. How he had changed! His violet eyes were darker than I remembered and his hair more coppery then before. Still in a trademark braid with black jeans and a black T-shirt. His body was lean but muscles clearly lined his body. He looked healthy but…

…empty. I saw no emotion in his eyes. No flicker of a smile on his soft lips. No amusement etched into his face. Slowly, he raised his hand and held it there in a silent greeting. I felt my heart break as we both knew this was only the beginning of the pain I was feeling right now.

Duo lowered his arm and looked at Deathscythe and the shot a glance up to me. An emotion.

Determination.

Duo was with us; we had our five back.

Knowing I'd be seeing Duo sooner than later I nodded Wing Zero's head and with that shot back into outer space.

I saw a green streak fall from my Gundam and realized, as I put my own hand to my face I had shed a tear.

But no sooner did I realize this did I feel the pull of resistance against Wing Zero. The shuttle whirled around on its own accord back to the colony and began to fight my controls back to L2. Thinking quickly I checked the mission status of the Gundam.

One word: Deathscythe.

That's when it hit me. J knew that Quatre and Trowa would stay together and Wufei would always fight for our cause. But J couldn't predict Duo and therefore knew that when the war started back up that he'd need all five of us back and Duo was the wildcard. He programmed Wing Zero to stay at Deathscythe's side at all times…so I stayed at Duo's side at all times.

J knew the only reason Duo fought in the end was because I did. And by putting the humanoid programming in it was impossible to escape Duo or let him escape me.

In sudden horror I saw Deathscythe come flying at me at deadly speed, my Gundam matching the other suit for all its worth. I saw Duo in my mind, fighting for control. In the last instant before collision I held my breath and closed my eyes.

No collision came. I opened my eyes and felt two needles shoot into my arm from the chairs. Through transmission I heard Duo cry out in alarm. Our Gundams were connected and we were connected to our Gundams.

J had planned all this.

But I had no idea what `this' was. My head began to spin and slowly the world went out of focus.

The last thing I remember was looking into Deathscythe's cockpit as though I were in it and watching my head slump and feeling a braid slip from my shoulder.

I never had a braid before.