Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Grace This Earth ❯ Action and Stuff ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Gundam Wing or anything else I happen to use in this fic.

Rating: This one's an R, Kiddies! There's a bit of Drug reference and etc. . . here.

Warnings: Language, Duo's POV, OOC, yaoi, AU, screwed ages - I am not sure how old everyone is now (best advice is to ignore it), Sexual references, Hilde is a bitch in this, (so sorry to anyone who likes her).

Pairings: Previous 2+H , H+R, 1x2/2x1 ( \/\/_^\/ ), 5x6x13, R+D, 3x4 ( ///_^ )

Dedication: For everyone still reading this.

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It's strange how situations change. I can remember spitting into this General's face because of some of the insinuations he was making about all of the Gundam Pilots. That was right before one of my pre-timed bombs had exploded and created the confusion I needed to escape without to many lives lost. I don't think he appreciated the gesture. The reason for my thinking that is because he is sitting in the front row of my auction and he was the first to bid.

I was beginning to regret some of my rash actions during the war. Perhaps I could blame it on my youth. . . somehow I didn't think that any of the men currently sitting before me would believe that. I could try, once Hilde had sold me off.

And I thought I was a sore loser when it came to monopoly. The other pilots /still/ won't let me play after the last little incident. It had something to do with a garbage disposal and paper money. I think the thoughts running through my head have a little to do with my nervousness.

At least I wasn't going cheap. The bidding was currently at one million. I think I could see surprise and jealously warring with the satisfaction on Hilde's face. Perhaps she didn't like the idea that I was selling for much more than she thought I was worth. There was a pause in proceedings as some more soldiers entered. It was a short, German looking man with and entourage of ex-soldier body guards. He seemed to fancy himself to be Hitler reincarnate, as he had almost everything about his person modelled off the more common pictures of the Nazi. He had even gone to the measures of duplicating the ridiculous moustache.

I was thankful at the pause in proceedings. I didn't want to hear any more of the bids of people looking for my blood for revenge. The Hitler wannabe sat right near me and winked. Well, there were no guesses at what this guy had planned for me. I suppose, the embarrassment couldn't get much worse.

Hilde looked startled at the new entrants. She obviously wasn't expecting them. She looked to me, but her expression told me that she couldn't find what she was looking for there.

She turned to the awaiting soldiers. "I am very sorry, but we'll just have to take a short break. Our main attraction is looking a bit pale, and we all know how much we want him in top condition."

She looked at me again, judging my reaction. I just kept my head bowed in defeat. There wasn't much I could do. She growled under her breath and signalled two guards to collect me. She stalked out after me as one of her followers announced that there would be food and drinks available next door.

The guards sat me down in a stuffy side room. I looked at the near collapsed desk and wondered exactly how long it had been since this base had been used and how much cleaning had actually been undertaken. Hilde came in behind me and ushered the guards out behind her.

"You know. . ." She hissed, her breath reminding me of something rotten. "If your friends somehow find out where you are, I will kill them before they have a chace at finding you."

"I figured you'd /say/ that." I retorted sharply. I received a knee to the groin for my efforts.

Pain exploded across my mind. I couldn't think of anything but the pain as I rocked on the floor. Hilde just stood above me, a twisted smile gracing her features.

I smirked as a thought came to me. All it would take would be one kiss. After I had regained my senses I stood. She was still smiling at me. She looked surprised and then more than willing as I leant forward and kissed her. She opened her mouth willingly to lips, before I had even tried to request permission. I carefully let loose a catch of the back of one of my teeth with my tongue before I accepted her offer.

Gently I carried the small pouch that had been released from my fake tooth forward into her waiting mouth. Then it was a simple matter of caressing her breast and she gasped, swallowing my final gift to my captor.

Coughing, Hilde seemed to pass what she thought she had swallowed off as taking spit down the wrong way. She leaned back up against me and I was careful not to wretch. I looked at her waiting lips, pursed and seemingly eager for my attentions. I looked at her for a moment then decided to insult her one last time.

"I'm sorry, did you want to know if your lipstick is on correctly? I'd have to say that even with it packed on you look hideous. Remind me, why did I ever date you?"

Hilde froze as soon as I opened my mouth. She glared hard at me, a woman scorned. . . and then she turned of her heel and called for her guard-soldiers again. She turned back to me while waiting for them to open the door.

"Revenge is normally sweet. This. . ." She paused for effect and I made a show of stifling a yawn. "This is going to be heaven for me. And hell for you, my dear. I amd going to make sure that your last hours are giving to the person most willing to make you die in pain. A lot of pain."

Her guards then entered the room and Hilde swung her leg back to place a perfect kick again to my groin. Good thing I am gay, otherwise I could kiss having children goodbye. As it was I didn't know if everything was alright.

"Keep him here until he recovers enough to be brought onstage. Then bring him back out. It's time for revenge." Hilde's obvious pleasure in the circumstances sickened me.

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Back on stage again with the whole audience either looking at me in lust or with murder and hatred in their eyes. I did not want to be in this position, but perhaps I could find a way out once I was out of Hilde's reach. The OZ soldiers were slack when we were fighting them, and I had broken out of numerous prisons, so I was hoping there wouldn't be a problem once I left this facility.

"There is going to be a change in the way we auction for this final half."

My blood ran cold with Hilde's words. I didn't know what she was planning, but it obviously wasn't good. Her embarrassment earlier would be avenged.

"Now that we have entered the millions range, I purpose a competition. The person with the highest bid and the best plans for this /fey darling/ will be granted full rights to his body, to do with whatever they please."

The room went silent, Hilde waiting for a reaction. A man at the back of the room stood. "I would beat him to death. . . with the chair that I tied him to and raped him on when he was caught at my facility. My bid is. . . seven million."

`This can't be happening, this can't be happening.' I repeated to myself over and over again as more people placed their offers of punishment and bids.

"I would rape the lad, repeatedly, until he passed out from pain. I would awaken him to let him know, in great detail, of every pain he inflicted upon my family and friends. Then I would tie him up in my backyard and tease him with small pieces of food until he simply died of exposure. My bid is twelve million."

The twelve million man looked to be the last to bid. His was the highest bid and, it seemed to me, the worst punishment. As Hilde was approaching the stand again, the Hitler man stood.

"I am going to inject a poison into the subjects blood stream. This poison is slow acting. It shuts down the bodies organs while keeping the victim alive. Finally the victim is left a vegetable, not able to move. The only thing this body will be capable of is feeling immense pain as the organs try to work but fail. The eventuality is dying of hunger. After I have administered this poison, I am going to run a series of tests. I simply would like to know a few things that Hitler had in experimentation. They do not kill the subject, only incapacitate. After I have completed that, my men will have their way with him. They may do whatever they please, so long as the damage is kept at a non-critical level. After they have finished, I shall bury the subject alive, as this is the worst fate imaginable for most. It should be interesting to watch a vegetable laying in its coffin, knowing that it's final resting place is right in front of it's face. I should imagine that madness would not be short in arriving, if the drug didn't prevent it."

The Hitler-man sat down, his speech finished. Once he was seated he spoke again. "I would pay twelve million dollars for the chance to research this fate on a supposedly indestructible Gundam Pilot."

Hilde looked like all of her Christmases had arrived at once. She grinned at satisfied smile in my direction and turned to the crowd as she approached the stand once again.

"Well, I would have to say that all of these fate's seem. . . fitting for once such as /he/." Hilde spat in my general direction as she referred to me. I know you all would like to have your hand at punishing Duo Maxwell, but I am afraid that there is only one who may claim this man for his own at the end of today. I am going to give Duo Maxwell, Pilot of Gundam Deathscythe, over to the wonderful man sitting in the front row, our nameless newcomer."

I knew my face went pale. I had no doubt in my mind that the man sitting directly in front of me would carry out what he had just told the gathered OZ members. He would carry it out without missing one aspect and perhaps adding some.

Hilde motioned for the Hitler wannabe to follow her off the stage door on the right. I was dragged up and pulled along after her. The Hitler man preceded me and there was something hauntingly familiar about his gait. It reminded me of one of the doctors. Perhaps I would be meeting my retribution for the stealing of Deathscythe so many years ago.

The room we entered was dark. I couldn't see what was happening, as my eyes couldn't adjust so quickly after being in the intense light of the stage. I heard a scuffle, a grunt and then silence. I had no idea what Hilde had just done, but it didn't look good for me. I tried to move back through the door, but it shut quickly after the noise of three quick steps. I held my breath in the now silent room, awaiting my fate.

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Anastasia

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