Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Talk Of Angels ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Heero woke up slowly, holding his throbbing head in his hands as he did so. As soon as he came back to himself fully, his eyes started to fill with tears. Duo! Duo was gone, a Demon now, and lost to him, Heero, forever. Heero rolled over in his spacious bed to lie on his stomach, tears running in rivlets down his cheeks. He remembered that Michael had escourted him back to his home after the disappointing talk with Jillian about Duo.

"He may be your chosen, Heero, but I cannot bring him back. It is not in my power to do so." Heero fumed.
not in your power, whose? I will go plead my case to them immediately." He threw out at The King of Heaven. "Tell me where to find them, and I will do so." Jillan shook his head with honest sadness.
afraid that no one can help you. That is an act that cannot be undone, not unless Cailiine comes back, and I fear that she may be dead."
I shall hand my position over to Michael and leave to find her immediately."
do not understand, Heero. That is not possible unless I release you from your duty, and I will not do so. That is the conclusion to this conversation. Good day to you Lord Heero, and to you Michael." With these last words, Jillian faded from sight as he always did when not wishing to continue a discussion any further.
remembered all of this with a feeling of deep hatred for Treize. He was the one who had taken his beloved from him. His eyes narrowed to dangerous slits. Treize deserved to die.

the object of Heero's deep hatred was enjoying himself immensily. He watched Trowa try to struggle free of the bonds that kept him from going to go to his lover, who was lying on Treize's bed, unbound, and still unconcious. As Treize rose from the chair he was currently sitting in, and made his way towards the slumbering Quatre, Trowa struggled harder. Treize grinned at him as he stroked the rousing Angel's cream-blonde hair suggestively. Trowa glared at him with a look so full of hatred, that had he been free, Treize would already be dead.
set me free, and yet now you want to kill me? You really must make up your mind. Indecision is deadly. As a soldier, you should know that." As Quatre came further awake, he became aware of the gentle caressing of his hair.
he whispered softly. Treize hadn't taken his gaze off of his captive, and continued to hold it now. Leaving Quatre's side, he walked over to kneel in front of an enraged Trowa.
know what I'm going to do to him, don't you? Well, I thought that since you gave me such a satisfying battle, that I would permit you to stay and watch what happens. I'm waiting 'till he's fully awake, because it's no fun if he's not aware of it. I like it when they struggle." He stood up, and turning his back to Trowa who was turning blue with the effort of getting free, walked back over to the pretty oracle on his bed. He took Quatre's shoulders and gently started to shake him awake.
up, beautiful one. I have some... questions I need answered." Quatre was almost fully awke by now.
Trowa, I...." Treize cuddled Trowa's lover in his arms.
pet, we have some things to teach your Trowa, such as how powerless he is compared to me." He lowered his head to press his lips to Quatre's, and Trowa knew that Treize was right: there was nothing he could do to stop it.


Wufei floated effortlessly through Purgatory, loathe to go bact to Hell and face Relena's wrath. There was no time in the space between Heaven, Hell and Earth, so he had no idea how much time had passed. He was not going back untill he felt like it, and no one could change that. No wars could be started or fought without him, so he felt he had no reason to worry. He was wrong. Very very wrong. At the very moment these thoughts entered his mind, Heero appeared in front of him, and before he had time to react, threw him to the immaterial ground, holding him captive. Wufei struggled, but Heero was too strong for him.
can I find Cailiine?" he growled, throttling the Demon under him.
the Temple of the Greek Goddess Aphrodite, or in the Temple of Isis, the Egyption Goddess, or-" He said, frightened and suprised.
one exactly?"
the Temple of Venus, the Roman Goddess." Heero launched himself off of Wufei's chest and dissappeared. Wufei rose, shaken. had that been about? He was about to continue on his journey through Purgatory, but decided against it. If the Angels were so dismayed that they wouldn't bother to kill him, then Hell must be doing alright now. It was safe to return. So Wufei did so, and instantly regretted it.

"Kill him immedately. He is a traitor and deserter. For this insult to me he must pay. Get Zechs this instant. The execution will take place here before me." The verdict was reached so quickly that Wufei's head spun. He swallowed thickly. Soon, that wouldn't be the only thing his head was doing. Who would have thought that Relena was this mad?

"Lord Heero? I need to speak to you... Lord Heero?" Michael opened the door to Heero's house a bit wider and peered inside. There was no sign of Heero anywhere, and Michael was prepared to leave when a voice from the shadows spoke to him.
not here. He went of on an errand to Rome, and will not be back for quite some time. So will you sit and talk to me while we both wait?"
What are you doing here? I thought..."
thought that any Demon who dared to set foot past the gates would die? Well, it's not true. A story to frighten us from coming in here is all it is. How have you been?" Michael stared at him.
you gone mad? You do know that if the other Archangels catch you, they will kill you?" Duo looked at him calmly.
answer both of your questions, yes, and most likely. Now will you be curtious enough to answer mine?"
Michael looked at him, dumbstruck, while Duo calmly pointed toward an available chair. Michael sat down heavily.
have been fine, to answer your question." He said dazedly. Duo sighed.
a relief. And how has...Heero...been?" The look of sadness and desperation in Duo's eyes made Michael's fill up with tears. How to answer such a question? To say 'well' would hurt Duo even more, and saying 'terribly' would make him feel just as bad. So Michael decided not to answer the question, to remain silent. Duo looked at the intricate mosaic floor as his cheeks were slowly wetted with tears. Michael looked away, the raw pain in Duo's heart too much for him. Duo turned and looked at his old friend with an air of finality.
you. That was all I wanted to know. Goodbye, Michael."
He managed to choke out, but Duo had already gone . Michael set his head on his arms to wait for his Lord's return, and to deliver his heartbreaking news.


Duo walked in the garden, thinking of past and better times. Heero was doing well. He had sort of hoped that he wasn't, so that he could attribute it to his banishment, but he seemed to be doing just fine. That was good. Duo knew that he was lying to himself, but also knew that if he admitted it, he would start crying again, and he had cried enough tears for it to rain for all eternity. It was a human idea, rain being Angels' tears, but it suited his purpose, even though he was neither an Angel any more, nor a rain maker. His tears became black stones, not the clear sweet drops of liqid life that rain was. :I walk alone, as always. Will I never walk with another?:
he sighed. No, probably not. And he did not love Treize, or even like him for that matter. In fact, Duo detested the Demon who's stolen kiss had cost him so much. It was probably time to move on. Heero was unattainable for him, and he may as well come to terms with that. He felt his heart slowly turning darker at this thought. It had been getting blacker and more corrupt with each day, and accelerated with each dark thought, with every one of Treize's hungry embraces, every rule he broke. Not that he wanted it to happen, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. If he tried to stay pure, it would overcome him eventually, so why not speed up the process and get it over and done with? The cruel irony of it all. He and Relena had something in common: they were both innocent victims of circumstaces they had no control over. Duo started to feel angry. Why hadn't he notticed it before? The way Jillian moved them around like pawns on a chess board, and they were all oblivious to it. How could that be? Were they actually that stupid?(His transformation was almost complete, but he was unaware.) He had to do something about this injustice. He had to convert as many Angels into Demons as possible. Formulating this new plan in his mind, he never felt the last part of his purity leave him. Duo's transformation was complete, and Relena's plan just finishing it's first stage. Now it was time for part two.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



END OF PART FIVE