Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Love, War, and Peace ❯ Pt. 13 ( Chapter 13 )

Title: Love, War, and Peace pt.13/16

Author: DamnVespa

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, DxR, ZechsxTreize, 5xZechs

Category: AU (????)

Archived: Mediaminer.org, 1x2ml, DHML,

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Notes: I am seriously screwing with the GW world. I got the idea from a techno-ized version of a Braveheart song.

Warnings: There are going to be a couple of deaths. I'm not going to tell you who but they will die. And there is Major Angst. So be prepared. Another thing, towards the end it will get kind of gross….But don't worry I will label that specific chapter for you.

Dermail sat fuming in his bed. He was ordered to stay in bed because of his failing health. He didn't like it but he did as the doctor ordered. Right now he was thinking about the Gundams. He had been happy when he heard that there seemed to be only four Gundams fighting now. He thought he could overpower them and finally get rid of them. But no, they seemed to gain strength from somewhere.

On top of that, the delegates had fled to the colonies. That didn't stop him from destroying parts of the colony, but it didn't seem to help so he stopped. He started to cough hard and he couldn't stop for a while. He knew his health was failing and he hoped all his hard earned work would not die with him. Relena seemed to be following in his footsteps and for that he was pleased.

The vidphone near his bed beeped at him and he arranged it so he could see who it was. He smiled when he recognized the L2 delegate, "Hello sir, what can I do for you?"

"There was a boy here and he seems too knowledgeable to be just a colonist. He said his name was Heero Yuy, and he will be meeting with Mr. Merquise around 2 o'clock today on L2."

"Good. Thank you for your information."

"Your welcome. Are you sending the arranged amount of money."

"Of course. In fact it's right behind you."

"Huh?"

Dermail smiled as he saw one of his guards shoot the delegate. The guard reached over and cut the connection. Dermail then called up the leader of his soldiers and told them to be ready to retrieve the boy later that day.

It had been a couple of days after the boy had brought to his castle, and Dermail felt good enough to get up on his feet. He walked slowly down to the dungeon and saw the shorthaired boy standing in the middle of the cell. He had his hands tied to the ceiling and his feet tied to the floor. He smiled cruelly and had one of the guards open the cell door.

"Well hello my boy. I am dreadfully sorry about the conditions we have held you in but it is very necessary." Dermail said with a grin. His tone of voice wasn't the least bit sad or sympathetic in fact he seemed very please. "Well let's get down to the questioning, shall we. I know some things about you, Heero Yuy. First and foremost you are a Gundam Pilot."

Heero looked surprised when Dermail said that but he quickly went back to a blank stare. Dermail saw the look of surprise and smiled, "Ahh I see, you didn't think we knew. Well I guess we can tell you how we knew. Your professors apparently can't handle pain very well. Unfortunately they died before they could tell us about the Gundams but that doesn't matter because you are here now. So tell us, where are your friends?"

The boy remained silent and stared right past him. Dermail couldn't believe the arrogance of the boy. He motioned for one of the guards and the guard came forward and punched him in the stomach. The boy grunted and sagged but soon stood tall.

"Now let's try this again. Where are your friends?"

There again was no answer. He motioned again and another guard came up from behind him and punched him in the back. The boy arched his back and let out a gasp but then stood still.

It was hours later and still the boy still never said a word. Dermail was weakening and had to be brought a chair. When he sat down he saw that the boy smirk at him. It angered him and he motioned for the guards to beat him more. Soon Dermail was getting tired of this. The boy was not going to talk. He stood, albeit shakily, and glared at the boy.

"I was going to let you die a quick death but since you refused to cooperate. I will have to make it as painful as possible. You are to be drawn and quartered in three days time. On the day of the wedding. It will be live for everyone on Earth and the colonies to see. Make the most of your last days alive."

Dermail left the room flanked by two guards who had to help him walk. He made it back to his room and fell onto his bed. The doctor rushed to him and shook his head.

"You didn't listen to me. I told you to stay off your feet." He checked Dermail and frowned at the prognosis, "Well this just speeded up the day of your death."

"When?"

"I say three days give or take."

Dermail closed his eyes. He was determined to stay alive for three days and watch the execution take place. He would not die before then.

Heero awoke again in a cell but this time he was chained standing up. His arms were above his head and chained to the ceiling while each leg was chained to the floor. He tried to get out of the restraints but whatever they sedated him with also weakened him. All he could do was stand there. He waited a day or two, he couldn't tell there was no window nor clock in the cell and his inner sense of time was thrown off. He had to rely on the guards to feed him and he hated that. Soon the door to his cell opened and Dermail greeted him. He looked like he was on his last leg. He knew the interrogation would begin now and he steeled himself for the blows he was going to receive.

When Dermail left Heero was still smirking. He pushed the pain of the injuries deep down and refused to show it to anybody. He slept on and off since there was nothing else to do. The door rattled and he immediately stood up taller. He would not show weakness in front of his enemy.

It was a few days before the wedding and Relena was feeling sick. She had met her new husband last month and he looked a wreck. His eyes were sunken in and he had a pained expression on his face. His father on the other hand was extremely pleased and chatted on and on about the wedding. Relena pretended that she cared for his ideals no matter that it made her sick to her stomach with every lie she said.

Relena sat in the room looking at the dress she had put on. It was white like normal wedding dresses but it had few to little bows on it. The veil connected to a Tiara that sat atop her head. Her hair was in curls and placed neatly atop her head leaving her neck bare. The dress left her shoulders bare and dipped a little to show her cleavage. The dress then flowed downward and out. She didn't like the idea of marrying Dermail's son but found out Dermail's health was failing. Then soon she'll be in control and make sure peace reigned for both the Earth and the colonies

Right now she needed Dorothy, but she was on an errand of the up most importance. That was the real problem with her depression. Heero had been captured by Dermail and was going to be executed as a present to her on her wedding day. Just thinking of that made her sick to the stomach. She had sent Dorothy to tell the other pilots where they can find him and hopefully they will be able to get him out.

She sighed then stood and walked to the door. She opened it and gestured her waiting seamstresses to return to the room. They helped her remove the dress and help her into her normal clothing. Relena detested this but went through with it in hopes Dermail would see this as a good sign. When she was finally dressed and alone, she sat down in the chair and faced the window. She worried for her lover, it had become more dangerous to do anything as of now.

Relena helped out as much as she could. She would send the pilots supplies and medical aide hoping that it would be useful. Dermail's plans seemed to be falling through thanks to information they heard and passed on, but this time they couldn't have prevented Heero's capture. It was done privately, away from their ears and eyes. She felt that she had failed them horribly.

Her thoughts were interrupted when someone slipped into her room. She turned towards the door and was relieved to find Dorothy there, safe and sound. Relena rushed over to Dorothy and hugged her fiercely. Dorothy returned the hug just as fiercely. Relena pulled away and looked into Dorothy's eyes.

"Did you find them okay? What happened? Can they get to him?"

"Calm down Relena. I did find them but it wasn't good. They won't be able to get to him in time. They also don't want to injure innocent lives by storming the place and trying to get him out. They agreed to come to the execution, but they won't be able to rescue him."

Relena's eyes filled with tears. She had become friends with the young men and now one was going to die. She didn't want it to happen but she was strapped for ideas. She couldn't ask the King to let him go. She looked forlornly at Dorothy, and Dorothy pulled Relena into her arms. She kissed Relena's head and rocked her, "It'll be alright. Maybe this will be a wake up call and people will come to their senses."

Relena smiled shakily. She knew that Dorothy was only trying to comfort her.

"Dorothy?"

"Yes, Relena?"

"How are they going to kill him?"

"The King has ordered him to be drawn and quartered."

"Drawn and Quartered? But that's barbaric. They haven't done that in centuries."

"He believes that it will send a message to other rebels that this is what will happen if you oppose him."

"How horrible. I have to do something. I will not stand for him to be in pain."

Dorothy looked at the determination in her queen's face. She went to her dresser and pulled out a small pouch. She opened the pouch to reveal a purple vile. She walked back to Relena and gave it to her. Relena looked questioningly up at her, "What's this?"

"This is a type of drug. It will make sure he feels no pain and is barely conscious when they execute him. He will die but without the agony of being drawn and quartered."

Relena looked at the vial in her hand. She then held it to her chest and looked at her blond haired lover, "Please make arrangements for me to see Heero."

"As you wish."

TBC

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