Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ It's Only Forever ❯ Escape ( Chapter 10 )

It's Only Forever

Chapter 10

Escape

By LunaSeraph/Infidel

Wufei staggered backwards, bumping into his comrades who had just raced up the stairs. They halted in shock as Treize Kushrenada casually stepped into the jet and closed the door. It took off in a flash, leaving a horrified Wufei behind. They all froze, as the hangar door automatically shut and locked, soon as the aircraft took off into the horizon.

"Shit!" Wufei cursed and spun around only to bump into his fellow pilots again. "Out of my way!" he shrieked and dashed back into the office he was in earlier. Searching the ground for his shotgun, he cursed as the pain in his arm returned. It didn't help much that the wound in his hip began to act up as well.

"What's going on Wufei?" Duo questioned, still shaken from the OZ official's departure. Closing in on his friend, he took note of the blood still running down his leg and staining his white pants. Visibly in need of medical attention, Wufei looked very drained. How they were going to leave with a dead pilot was beyond him. Only Wufei knew the way out....or maybe he didnt. Duo frowned as a headache began to augment. They hastened down the stairwell and back into the conference lounge.

"We have five minutes to get out of here." Wufei said firmly, loading his shotgun.

"What, is Treize gonna do, bomb the place or something?" Duo laughed and stilled as Wufei shot him an indignant glare.

"Yes," Heero answered, but mostly talking to himself. "We had better leave right now." Heero said lowly and began to move towards the door he had been inspecting prior to their encounter with Treize and the jet.

"Oh and you know the way?" Wufei bristled in agitation, closing his fist around the rear of his shotgun. "There's only one way out of here."

"I know," Heero replied cooly and continued towards the door. "This door leads to a small hall, and back to the foyer you destroyed with the grenade."

"Ok, and?" Wufei guttered in impatience noting the desperate sigh coming from Duo.

"The foyer contained a large elevator. A lift of that size no doubt leads to the main lobby on the ground floor, and to an exit."

"How are you sure?" the Chinese child bit skeptically and was met with an angered glare from his friend.

"Well, do you have any other suggestions?"

Wufei shook his head in an irate fashion and moved foward towards the door. Kicking it open, he stepped in and looked around cautiously. Suddenly he was shoved roughly by Heero, who snarled in impatience.

"We dont have time to be detailed Chang! You said we only have five minutes!" he practically hollered and took the lead.

"Havent you seen what this place does? There could be another sentry gun in here!" he screeched in defense.

"I dont think Treize would set traps if he cant enjoy watching you, while you walk into them." he remarked dryly and turned around, proceeding down the little corridor.

"Shut up!" Wufei growled, turning red from Heero's comment. Duo sighed exasperatedly behind them and clutched his aching head.

"Both of you shut the fuck up. We have to get out of here," he said and gazed at the tight narrowness of the little hallway. Hurrying down the path in silence, the boys met up with the foyer Heero had promised would be at the end of the hall.

"Ok, where's the elevator?" Wufei asked tiredly and squinted beneath the haziness he was enduring.

"There's two of them!" Duo exclaimed and walked slowly beside Heero. They stood in a frantic indesiciveness. Duo turned to his Japanese friend. "Pick one Heero!"

The Asian youth mulled over this situation. He could have sworn there had been one! Perhaps he had missed one because the column on one end had been collapsing at the time. Fortunately the ceiling remained intact, thanks to the support beams that had once connected the column. Shaking his head in frustration the perfect soldier picked the one on the right.

"NO!" Wufei shouted and collapsed, as his arm began to feel as though it was on fire.

"Why?" Heero questioned his eyes wide in uncertainty.

"I dont know," Wufei whimpered as his arm began to shake in pain.

"Chang! We dont have time for this!" Heero screamed and took Wufei by the arm, dragging him towards the elevator he had originally chosen.

Wufei bit his lip as his arm began to throb. Feeling every heartbeat from his shoulder down to his fingertips he wriggled away from Heero's grip and took to the ground again.

"Wufei!" Duo shouted angrily. "What the fuck is wrong with you? We dont have any time to do this,"

"Not, this one." Wufei gasped and began to back away from the lift Heero had chosen. As Wufei backed farther and farther away from that direction, the pain in his arm began to abate. He sighed shakily in relief as he neared the other elevator. And the pain in his arm was small once again. "...he's helping me..." he whispered and recalled the remote control his adversary had been holiding, manipulating the pain in his arm. " The bastard's helping me."

Wufei did not know what to feel and tripped over the debree in the foyer. Glancing down at the bodies of soldiers in contemplation, he felt terribly weary. //He DID do this all for me. The fool. He did it all for something so hopeless, and he failed.\\ Not knowing why, Wufei began to tear up in anger. //I hate him.\\

"This way!" Wufei shouted and hopped inside the elevator. Heero guttered in anger from his side of the foyer and then began to run towards Wufei's elevator, Duo following closely behind.

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The lift was pretty efficient in speed, however to the timed teens it seemed achingly slow.

"How much time has passed?" Duo asked dancing about in panic, inside the elevator. Heero eyed him nervously and clutched his rifle.

"Its been, three minutes." Wufei mumbled incoherently. Duo ceased his pacing and eyed his Chinese friend. Still in terrible condition, the sloe eyed child slid down the wall and onto the ground. He was tired, his eyelids were weighing down on him but he tried to stay awake.

"None of that." Heero growled taking Wufei by the arm, attempting to get him to stand up. Wufei pulled away violently as his friend touched the part of his arm that had been bothering him.

Duo frowned in concern. His friend's once fierce jet black eyes, were now greyed in weariness and pain. Somehow, he disregarded his own questionable condition and felt guilty for his comrade's state. After all he was injured trying to rescue them.

"Dont worry Fei, we'll get out of here. This one will lead to the exit." Duo consoled, placing his hand on Wufei's shoulder. Once again, the Chinese child coiled away in agony.

"Dont touch me." he ordered exhaustedly. Duo drew back, a questioned look in his brilliant violet eyes.

"What is it?" He asked, trying to get a look at Wufei's arm. He had been covering it with his hand the whole time. There was definetly something the matter with him.

"Its nothing." the boy hissed and moved towards the elevator doors. They opened and the group moved out into the same large hallway Wufei had come upon in the beginning. Heero glanced from one direction to the other. They both seemed endless.

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Treize sat cross legged aboard his jet, gazing out the window. Headed towards another OZ facility in Europe, the colonel slumped disappointedly in his secluded area of the aircraft and rubbed his face with his right hand. Taking a rueful glance at the reserved and yet empty seat beside him he grunted in dismay. How he thought Wufei would accept his invitation! It was unfathomable for him that the Asian child refuse him so. Now it was truly known, Wufei did not see him in the same light. How dreadful.

Fingering the little remote in his pocket, the ginger haired man lifted in a feral smile. //Well dragon, knowing the friends you have, you are already near the exit. Hopefully you will not make a wrong turn.\\ The eloquent young colonel took a glimpse at the small controller in his grasp and smirked.

//No cheating this time.\\

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"Aaah!" Wufei screamed suddenly and clutched his arm. It was terribly numb with pain, and Wufei hissed.

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"Until next time dragon," the man smiled and turned to his drink.

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"Well Wufei which way?" Heero asked dryly and backed up as his friend collapsed onto the ground. "shit, " he muttered and slung one of the boy's arms around his neck. "Duo, get his other arm." Duo nodded and did the same, so they were holding their exhausted comrade up.

"Which way Wufei?" Duo asked gently. The dark haired youth lifted his head and tried his damndest to keep his eyes open. Both ways seemed the same, but somehow he felt the one on the left would be the wrong choice. As he peered in that direction, his arm began to act up.

"That way!" Wufei gasped and motioned towards the right.

"Right!" Duo uttered and the two apt youths were off in flash towards the right. Duo kept looking back as he sensed a rumbling coming from the other end. Maybe it was just him, but he could sense something coming.

Faster and faster they raced, Wufei's feet dragging as they carried him down the corridor. It seemed to go on forever, Heero clenched his teeth and frantically sped up his pace.

Now he found, that Duo was having trouble keeping up. His friend looked about as tired as Wufei. Perhaps he wasn't yet well enough to endure this sort of running. But they had to get out, all three of them , alive.

"Come on Duo!" Heero shouted and shot his young companion a pleading look. Duo nodded in exasperation and pushed further. Looking in front of him, Heero smirked in relief as he spied an exit!

Wufei smiled softly as he took notice of the wide doorway he had first walked through.// Finally!\\ He thought with relief, but was caught short as his shoulders began to throb in pain again. It was hard to keep awake with that pain bearing down on him.

Heero kicked the door open and the three stumbled away from the massive facility. Once outside of the building Duo released Wufei, collapsed and sighed in exhaustion.

"Finally!" exclaimed Duo and frowned in pain, as his side began to ache. He was suddenly jerked upwards by his hair.

"Still not out of the woods, Maxwell." Heero gritted, still supporting his Chinese comrade's weight.

"Christ." Duo whined and continued behind Heero, who seemed fine enough holding Wufei up on his own. They ran towards the inner security gates and came to realize they were closed. The boys were still much too close to the building, simply one hundred meters away.

Looking desperately at Shenlong from his side of the fence, Heero cursed. The gates were much too tall to climb with Wufei on his back. And Duo did not look too able to do likewise. So he looked to one end, spying a weak corner of the fence.

Suddenly a huge explosion shook the foundation they were standing on. Heero swayed, involuntarily dropping his Chinese friend. Glancing towards the building, he saw the far end of the it go up in flames. His heart sank to the pit of his stomach and he tried frantically to get Wufei to stand.

"Come on, " Heero dragged his friend who tried to find his feet. "Wufei, I need you to run, we only have half a minute. The base has already detonated."

"Heero, its blowing up!" Duo hollered and frantically tried to find a way out of the gates.

"This way, " heero guttered and practically ambled his way towards the eastern corner of the gate. His chinese associate continued to lack in speed and the ability to stand for that matter. All three came to the corner, and halted as the centered section of the facility went off and shook the ground once again.

Heero crouched down, took the shotgun from Wufei's sash and loaded it with a fresh explosive cartridge.

"What are you doing?" Duo asked in panic, constantly glancing at the towers of smoke making their way up into the sky. The deafening sounds of more explosions ripped around them. Duo clutched at a part of the gate as an enormous wave of heat passed them. The southern and closest, end of the building had yet to go off as well.

Taking the gun, Heero aimed it at the weak spot in the criss cross pattern of the fence. Firing, the bullet blasted through the corner of the metal that met a post. The bullet broke the corner free, opening a small section for the boys to crawl through.

Heero hurriedly inched through and motioned for Wufei to do the same. The dark haired youth hesitated, but moved foward, slinking his way through the opening. Duo followed suit and they all mosied over to a clearing considerably far from the gates.

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Wufei coiled in a jitter as his arm began to snap at him once more. This time it bit harder than ever, causing the pain to spread to his neck and chest. He cried out and Heero dropped him beside a tree.

"I think we're clear." Heero breathed out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Carefully he looked around, inspecting their surroundings. Duo brought his knees to his chest, feeling the ever present waves of nausea creeping through him.

The American winced as the final section of the building went off, sending more flames into the sky. An unbelievable heat tore into the area and tremors began combing their way through the ground. After several seconds of tension, the earth quieted, leaving the sounds of crackling flames in the distance. Duo sighed in relief. Suddenly an agonized cry erupted from his rescuer.

"Wufei what is it?" he questioned frantically, feeling helpless as his comrade thrashed about beneath the tree. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Wufei's arm and gasped.

There was what looked like a nasty bruise decorating his upper arm. But there was something much more different about this bruise. It seemed to be protruding a bit, and it looked much more serious. Again Wufei coiled in agony and scratched incessantly at the center point of the pain.

Heero returned, grimacing in annoyance to come back and meet more problems. Glancing down at Duo he sighed.

"We're about a kilometer away from our Gundams, and four hundred meters away from Shenlong." he said and motioned for them to get up.

"Heero, it's Wufei's arm." Duo said in concern. Heero rolled his eyes and moved down to lift the pained boy up.

"Dont touch me!" Wufei bristled and charged towards Heero's ankles.

"What are you doing?" Heero's eyes went wide and he stumbled backwards as Wufei grappled at his socks.

Smiling triumphantly, Wufei drew out a dagger hidden in Heero's sneaker and marveled at the keen sharpness it held.

"What are you-" Duo drew back in shock as his friend drove the little dagger into his arm, shoving it inside. In what seemed to be delight and pure agony at the same time, Wufei tore away at his flesh taking out chunks of blood and pulp from the area.

Duo shriveled in disgust and horror as his comrade continued to pry at his skin. Heero eyed him in disbelief and sat up, trying to drown out the screams he was omitting.

Finally, after an agonizing three minutes of digging, Wufei plucked out a small metallic cube from inside his arm. The bloody little object was tossed to the ground, and the Chinese boy sat back, trembling in exhaustion.

Heero lifted the little square to inspection level.

"Its a chip of some sort."

"I know." Wufei swayed and tore a piece of cloth on his pants. Tying up his wound, he cringed and glanced down at how much blood he had lost. It was sickening.

"What did it do?" Heero asked.

"Nothing." Wufei mumbled, before falling unconsious.

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~~"Wufei?"~~

~~"I think he's waking up..."~~

~~"Wufei can you hear me?"~~

//Quatre..\\ Wufei gasped and tried hard to hear his friend's voice. It seemed so far...his eyes would not open themselves, but he knew he was there. Conscious of his surroundings Wufei concentrated on lifting his eyelids...

Slowly they lifted, letting in a blinding light. The brightness of the room comforted him. No more dark rooms. No more autoguns. It was silent here. Barely making out the sounds of birds in the distance, Wufei searched for Quatre.

"Quatre?" he scowled, as his eyes began adjusting themselves to the light. Trowa was standing against the wall, his arms crossed and a content look on his face.

"Yes..." Quatre said softly and smiled, his eyes almost closing completely as he did so. Wufei sighed as he caught sight of his blonde friend. Finally, he was in the safehouse. Still, he was a bit paranoid inside, thinking this could be another illusion.

"What time is it?" Wufei croaked, incredibly thirsty. How long had he been asleep? It looked like he was well into the morning. Morning of what though? Gods he lost track of time.

"Its 11:39 am. You've been asleep for a day now." Trowa stated cooly, as if reading his thoughts. Wufei laid his head back against the pillow, grimacing at the hunger pangs in his abdomen.

"How is, Maxwell?" Wufei managed, attempting to sit up. He looked around, taking notice of Quatre sitting in the chair by his dresser. There was some medical supplies on the surface of the dresser, and he peered down at his bare arm, seeing it efficiently bandaged.

"Duo's fine. I managed to give him the proper attention he needed." Quatre said, smiling sunnily. Wufei suddenly felt at ease. No projection could duplicate *that* smile. Confident of his comrade's authenticity, he sat up straight and reached for the glass of water conveniently placed beside the bed. Shifting beneath the sheets, he winced as his hip began to sting. It was covered with a bandage as well, but it still hurt like hell.

"So you completed your mission Wufei. You stayed alive. I knew you could do it." Quatre said cheerfully and ambled over to open the drapes.

"Yea," Wufei admitted lowly. Scoffing at himself for the way he handled himself during the assignment, Wufei looked at his arm once again. It was strange, for it didnt hurt as much as his hip did. Glancing at the full body mirror beside his closet door, he noticed his eye was slightly purple from the blow he had recieved from Treize.

//Treize...\\ Wufei's eyes went rigid with thought. At that moment a small piece of metal bounced onto his lap.

"Heero gave this to us yesterday. He inspected it but it doesnt really do much..." Quatre reasoned while looking down at it. "Its an empty chip,"

"It sure is," Wufei said softly and tossed the little thing aside. "What happened anyway?"

"Heero put his gundam on autopilot and brought your Gundam home. You were bleeding pretty badly, thankfully they had stopped the bleeding for a while. It did take them several hours to get here after all. Duo was still ill, but thanks to the capsule you gave him, the problem as kept under control. I bandaged you up, and put you to bed, and here we are!" Quatre chirped after listing the events that had transpired.

Wufei nodded in understanding and rose. The concerned blonde pressed him back onto the bed.

"You cant get up in your condition," Quatre said worriedly. "What is it, what do you need? I can get it for you."

"I need to pee," Wufei said flatly and walked past Quatre who nodded in embarrassment.

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Duo and Heero sat together on the roof atop the safehouse. They were much too stubborn to stay in bed like Quatre recommended. They easily evaded the Neo-Arab's prodding, by saying Wufei would wake up at any time.

"Too bad we're not in the cell," Duo sighed.

"Why?" Heero turned to his friend in horror. Duo laughed and patted his Japanese friend on the shoulder.

"We weren't interrupted as much in there, as we are here," Duo offered and motioned to Quatre's bedroom.

"Interrupted from what?" Heero managed to ask. But he was cut short of an answer as Duo rushed foward, taking his mouth in his own. Caught off guard, Heero sat stiffly as Duo ran his tongue across his hesitant lips. But pretty soon, those lips were responding thorougly and they smiled into each other.

"Thank you." Duo whispered, trembling a bit from excitement.

"For?"

"Back there, you were really something." Duo teased and began to inch closer to his companion.

"Your welcome."

They sat in a comfortable silence, admiring the pleasant landscape. Secluded in the forest, the safehouse provided them with freedoms such as making out on rooftops.

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Wufei sat up on the window sill, bringing his knees to his chest. There it sat, the now invisible base. To the south.

Dreading to think about the base again, Wufei looked towards Quatre who had fallen asleep at the desk.

//Why is he so worried about us all the time?\\ Wufei wondered. It was now midnight, and he sat alone by the window. Still unable to sleep, he kept recalling the events in the base. Nightmare after sullen nightmare shook him while he tried to rest. Damning Kushrenada over and over in his mind, Wufei laid his head on his knees. He was complacent with Duo and Heero's safety.

Failure was not an option. How many times he feared it, and yet he couldnt bring himself to accept it. Now he did not let his 'friends' down. Their safety had been riding on him. And his own safety on them. And they were committed to getting him to safety. Back to the house where everything was quiet.

Obligations began running around inside his mind. New obligations to them. He could not let them down in this war. He would fight to his fullest, for justice.

And the obligation to Treize. He would fight him. Perhaps he would not win, but he would fight to his full capacity, knowing that every obligation had been fulfilled.

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