Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ In The Bedroom ❯ Night 23 ( Chapter 23 )

In The Bedroom: Night 23

A day within a night, a night within a day. Is there truly any day, any night, in this place? Duo watched them come and watched the eerie glow of the scythe as his fingers twitched, shifted and dispatched. He was only half aware what he was doing. This was reflex, something he could do in his sleep. It was easy to be death, not so easy to be life.

Eyes flickered to Wing, the fiery light of the two Gundams, one as dark as the other was light, as they threw themselves against one another. But was one truly any lighter than the other was dark? Darker than the other was light?

He wanted to feel anger. Wanted to feel rage. Wanted to feel anything at all. But it's cold in space, in this room that is his own, and Duo Maxwell was numb, unsure of where he finished and the suit began. Was there really any difference between the suit and the man? The man and the suit? They both just followed orders…

Again eyes strayed to the suits battling and he turned on his coms, opening the suit to the sounds of space. The sound of metal crashing on metal, artificial skin on artificial skin… It was a very different lullaby but served its purpose all the same.