Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Retribution ❯ Chapter 3

Title: Retribution

Genre: violence, abuse, mention of abuse, language, death (none of the guysS.I donit think), attempted/mentioned NCS, gore, graphic, supernatural, on-going-ness, crossdressing, lemons, and limes (for other parts), yaoi, yuri, politics, self insertions, angst, etc

Summary: Two groups of thieves find themselves drawn together through betrayal and lies.

Rating: R

Disclaimers: Give me a break. The friggin title isnit even mine. Its ShadowKano (THANK YOU CHICA!!!). So how in the hell would you think that GWis well created characters are mine? Yeah, you feel smart donit ya? Just read the damn fic. :-P

Pairing: 1x1, 2x2, 3x3, 4x4, 5x5, 6x6Syou get the ideaS1x2/2x1, 3x4, 5x6(x13), Talim x Shai x (maybe a third bishie), SxN, HxR, 1xR (one sided)S..the guys are gonna sleep around until they get to their respective partners.

 

Chapter 3

 

“Did you hear, man?”

 

“Hear what?”

 

“About all that shit bein' taken.”

 

“If that shit keeps up, Mueller's a dead man.”

 

“Damn right.”

 

“Not as dead as you're gonna be.”

 

“Wha-ophhh!!!”

 

“Shit! GAHHHH!!!”

 

“Noisy fuckers.”

 

“Now, Duo, that's not nice.”

 

Violet eyes looked over the two very dead security guards. One had his throat slit. His body was still convulsing in the throes of death while the other's head was facing the wrong way. While any other person would be vomiting right about now, those eyes only grinned sadistically down at the carnage then up into the overly flamboyant storage room.

 

Fluorescent light shined down pale and plain onto valuable items turning the white light into a prism of colors. How pretty.

 

“So where's what we're looking for?” The owner of the eyes asked. They flickered restlessly taking in everything from under the fringes of unruly chestnut colored bangs.

 

“Room 00930-2394.”

***

Talim stood outside the targeted building. A straight white stick poked from his mouth as he strolled towards the backdoors. He smirked inwardly as he approached the first two security guards for the day.

 

“Whoa, who the hell are you?” One of them asked taking in the smaller boy's appearance. He was dressed in all black skin tight clothing and his hair pulled back in a simple ponytail save for a few wisps.

 

“I'm here to pick up something.” Talim answered pointing behind him to the large black mach truck. Inside the truck a tall young man waved. His one visible emerald eye sparkled in the pale light of the moon.

 

“And what would you be picking up?”

 

“Hn, a package from Odin Lowe and a few souls would be nice.”

 

The second security guard's eyes narrowed. He frowned. “Who…are you?”

 

“Why…I'm Diablo.” Talim said. In a burst of speed he whipped out a switchblade in each hand. He gave both men a wolfish grin before closing the distance between him and the two. The glint of his blade and the man's grunts was all that gave away what happened. “Hmm…that was pretty clean cut even if I do say so myself.” Talim said as he stared down at the slumped figures of each man. The only indication that they were dead was the stab wounds to each of their temples. “What do you think Tro?”

 

The young man from the truck came to stand at the shorter boy's side. He looked over the two men with a level of indifference before shrugging. “I've seen you move faster.” He commented nonchalantly. He too was dressed in all black fitting clothes.

 

“Nyeah, you're no fun anyways.” Trowa drawled as he strolled through the back door. “You'd think they'd lock these doors just incase the security guards were killed.” He said absently lacing his hands behind his head as he walked. All he received in response was the strong stoic silence of his partner for the night. “Ya know, you're no fun. I shoulda bought Zech along. At least he's drop dead sexy.”

 

“And I'm not?” Trowa asked raising an eyebrow.

 

“You would be if you kept up a bit of conversation. Bet you're loud as fuck in the bed.” Talim mumbled. If Trowa heard him, he didn't give any signs to show. The two left the conversation there. “And here's our room. Room 00930-2394.”

 

“Sorry but I'm afraid we saw it first.”

 

 

 

TBC........

 

A/N: Never said that this was going to be a very long extra chapter. Just keep this in mind. The faster you review, the faster I'll update.