Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The 6th Gundam Pilot? ❯ Captured! ( Chapter 9 )

Series: Gundam Wing

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, and 5xOC

Rating: R (Language, sexual situations, fluffiness and anything else I see fit to add)

Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters. I'm not making any money from this. Besides the only thing I actually own is a cat… and you can't have him!

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:): More romance… on the way… sometime. Gotta throw in some violence and mayhem every now and then!

cayra: That guy is…. Well you can read and find out. It's just another OC but I don't think he'll play much of a part other than in these few chapters. *shrugs* But he was fun to write! And Ralph's my imaginary puppy… cause I can't have a real one… *whines*

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Author Notes: Wow, so I've been really lazy. I wrote like 18 pages in my school notebook. This chapter and most of the next have been on paper for like 2 weeks. Why is it that I get all these ideas at school? Oh well. In any case, school is out! Finals are over! I'm finally getting off my lazy butt and typing this up! You guys are so wonderful to wait for each chapter. I know how much it sucks… I read my fair share of fanfiction and I hate to wait for the next chapter. It's killer! But it's hard to write too… All of my wonderful reviewers, especially those who review every chapter… you guys are the best! I know I wouldn't be writing this if it wasn't for you. *glomps all the reviewers* THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!!!!

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/…/ is a memory

'…' Is a thought

--…-- is a written statement

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The painful throbbing of his head finally brought Duo into the land of consciousness. He grimaced; it felt like the entire weight of his Gundam had fallen directly on his head. Trying to bring a hand up to his face he found it trapped with his other behind his back. He also discovered that while one leg moved freely the other seemed to be attached to something heavy. When he pulled his left leg he heard the sound of metal sliding across stone and the soft jingle of chain links. He groaned inwardly, 'How did this happen? They knew we were coming. They set us up!'

As the tranquilizing drug began to wear off, Duo's senses began to recover and his headache diminished. It felt wet and humid and his bangs were glued to his face with sweat though it wasn't actually hot. Upon opening his eyes he found his "room" to be quite dark. Synthetic light filtered feebly in through a small rectangular barred opening near the top of what looked to be the door. When he intentionally took a deep breath he made a face. The air was musty and stale. Like someone had left a dead fish to rot years ago but never came back for it or opened the door to air it out. It took him a few seconds to realize that wherever he was, it was underground. Most likely it had been a storage room for materials that needed to stay cool. He also realized that Talia was not in the small room with him. A rush of worry ran through him before he squelched it.

'Panic later, right now, find a way out.' Rational thinking was a good thing sometimes. Turning his head as far as it would go he frowned. They hadn't just tied his hands or put on handcuffs. They actually wrapped chains around his wrists. 'Probably why my hands feel numb.' Rolling his wrists caused the metal to bite into them painfully. With a sigh he jerked his left foot causing its chain to slide across the floor and further through a small hole in the wall. 'Hole in the wall?!' On his knees he quickly walked to the wall, inspecting the hole. The chain could freely slide through and he could probably fit his index finger in as well. Moving away he leaned to the side and, ignoring the pain from his wrists, grabbed the ankle chain and yanked. He heard a muffled yelp and the chain was jerked from his hands sliding back through the hole. It stopped moving and he still had plenty of slack. The yelp had caused a bit of commotion outside his door and he stood to see what was going on. To his surprise the chain suddenly flew back through the little tunnel and his leg was jerked out from under him with a "Yipe!" he was toppled to the ground, landing on his face.

A slightly muffled yet noticeably angry voice reached him, "That's what you get asshole. Just try pulling that chain again and I'll pull you through this little hole inch by inch."

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Panic rushed through Rishou as he finally came to a stop before the large oak doors. With a small knock he entered the office.

"Captain Bierrez, they're already awake sir. I thought…"

"I would expect no less, they've had an immense amount of training to become what they are. The limits of their abilities are still not known."

"But Sir. Those sedatives should have kept them out for a day and then they should still be groggy for hours. I was told both are very coherent, even insulting and using the chain to knock each other off their feet! I shouldn't be possible."

"Even sedatives have their limits. We've been able to force them down for almost a week. Enough time to make the necessary arrangements."

The soldier frowned by nodded anyway, "Yes Sir."

"Have Pilot 02 brought up. Alone."

"Won't he try to escape?"

"Have Delnor explain it. Tell him if there is any trouble to shoot the girl in front of the other pilot."

"Wouldn't that be a waste though Sir?"

"It won't be necessary, I'm sure. Both are very valuable to us and to each other."

"Yes sir." Rishou saluted and hastily left the room.

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Duo shook his head at that image of the threat being carried out and carefully made his way to the wall. Looking through the hole he could see into another room that appeared to be as dingy as his own.

"Tal?" He asked hopefully. A voice filled with surprise called back, "Duo?"

Relieved, the boy nodded before realizing she couldn't see it. "Yep! In the flesh as long as you don't follow through with that last threat!"

He could tell she was smiling by the tone of her voice. "I won't. I might try to attach this leash of ours on this hook up above so you wouldn't be able to get any slack if you yank it again though. Or maybe to this thing in the middle of the room."

Looking up he saw there was indeed a large hook above the hole, about seven feet in the air. And in the center of his room was a metal post, bent over at the top. 'Wonder what those are for?'

"Eh, don't worry I won't pull anymore. I just wanted to see if it was attached to anything. These boys seem to have thought our capture through. Can't even get our hands to the front, plus these damned restraints on my wrists are so tight I can hardly bend them."

"Mine too. Let's see how far this goes. See if you can reach your fall wall. I'm as close to you as I can get."

Nodding slightly to himself he stood. The boy was able to just barely reach the opposite wall before he calmly moved back to sit beside the hole. "Just long enough, I'd say the chain is about 6 or 7 feet long." There was a slight pause before he spoke again, "I want to know how they got us so easy. It's like someone told them we were coming." There was no answer as the sound of a great many feet filled the room. It sounded like a whole army was marching past the cell door. He heard someone shout an order just outside, the jingle of keys, and then after a click his door slid open, scraping softly against the floor. A tall man with a wiry frame stood in the doorway. His almost blue hair was cropped short and he stared hard at the boy.

"Gundam Pilot 02, Duo Maxwell. My commander wishes to speak with you," His face was straight and matched his voice, completely devoid of emotion.

The braided boy merely shrugged and leaned against the wall. "I'm dressed, invite him in."

"You will be coming with us." Two soldiers brushed past the blue-haired man and began to unlock the shackle on his leg.

"Understand that if you try anything," The man smirked and Duo couldn't help but shiver, "The girl in the next room will be shot before you eyes. Understood?"

He glared as the two soldiers hefted him to his feet. The still smirking man moved past them to pick up the discarded shackle, locking it around the metal cylinder sticking up from the floor. "Can't let her have too much freedom." Roughly Duo was shoved from the room. Blinking rapidly at the sudden brightness he realized there wasn't much hope for escape just yet. At least a dozen armed soldiers stood in the expansive hallway. Each of them looked ready to pull the trigger without much provocation. To his great displeasure the door next to his was open and yet another soldier stood in it with a handgun pointed at a slightly downward angle.

"Son of a bitch…" He whispered under his breath, whoever was running this show was no fool.

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The door was opened for him and Duo stepped inside. The oak doors matched the desk and most of the other furniture that lay behind them. What grabbed his attention though was the man sitting behind the desk. He was smirking and somehow seemed familiar.

"How are you enjoying your stay?" He asked far too cheerfully, as Duo's escort left the room.

It clicked, the black hair with the strange blonde streaks. This was the man who had "welcomed" them. The man stood and moved closer. He wasn't quite as tall as Zechs but bigger, broader, more muscular. He was older, near 30 years old Duo would guess. His eyes seemed to shift in color from a brown to green and a mix of both. To the boy's disgust he smiled down at him, "I am Captain Zoma Bierrez of the Red Claw."

Duo snorted in response, 'What does he expect? An introduction from me as well?'

"I see you are not nearly as friendly as my reports have lead me to believe."

"I wonder why big guy? I'm shot with a tranquilizer, wake up in some place that even a bear wouldn't call home, and I'm chained up so I can't even move my wrists. And you want me to be friendly? Boy, if this is how you treat your guests I'd sure hate to be a prisoner," He said sarcastically.

The Captain chuckled, his eyes finally remaining a mellow chocolate brown. "Indeed. I wouldn't have treated anyone else in such a manner. However, I've heard of too many escapes by you Gundam pilots. I decided to take as many precautions as I thought necessary. As you can tell I do not take your skills lightly."

"Hmmph, well what do you want? Floor plans to the Vice Minister's house? Location of our Gundams or perhaps the other pilots?" Duo asked in a bored tone.

"Would you give me any of that information?"

"Hell no! I'm no traitor, I'd die first!"

"You'd let the girl die?"

"She wouldn't give you the information either. We've got more pride than that. Death isn't much of a threat." The braided boy smirked.

"That's all well and good then because you're probably going to die soon. Not by my hand, of course."

"Is that so old man? By whose then?"

"Why the highest bidder of course!" Bierrez grinned at the gaping angry boy.

"What? You're selling us?!"

"You, are worth quite a bit of money to the right people. As well as the four other absent pilots."

"That's bullshit! You might as well give up, you won't get the others."

"I have respect for you FIVE Gundam pilots but you're not THAT good. I'll get them the same way as I got you. Now…" His sentence was cut short by the boy. Duo's brotherly side found its way to the surface. "Six, you have the sixth locked in a cage just like I was."

The Captain suddenly grabbed the shorter boy's collar, roughly pulling him up to look into his eyes. The eyes that had gone from that nice soft brown to a burning green in a millisecond. "That girl is nothing." He spat. "Just a weakness, the reason you were caught. I'm better than she has ever been! She does not deserve the title you give her." He released Duo abruptly with a snarl. The boy stumbled back until he ran into the wall and balanced himself. He stared wide-eyed in surprise at the reaction.

"Delnor!"

The door opened and in stepped the blue-haired man.

"Get him cleaned up and clothed. Clean his "room" and return him. Then bring her here."

"Yes Sir." Delnor saluted before grabbing the braided boy and shoving him out the door, past a number of masked men in business suits. He paid them little attention since his escort surrounded him quickly. 'Why in the hell did he get so damned defensive?' He kept asking himself even as he was shoved down the numerous halls. 'Like he had something against Talia personally.'

His thoughts continued to wander as he was showered. They didn't bother his braid, which he was extremely thankful for. He was lead back to the cell with the escort of soldiers and shackled once again.

He heard them open the door next to him. Heard the sound of shuffling feet and metal jingling before the door clicked shut. Dozens of footsteps echoed off the walls as they apparently lead Talia away.

'If she is no threat then why are you so scared old man?' Duo couldn't help but smirk into the murky room.

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Talia watched the soldiers warily as they moved down the extensive halls. They reached large oak doors and stopped. The man in charge poked his head in before motioning to the soldiers to move to the side. As they did a small group of rather wealthy looking men began to exit the room. All wore masks over their faces but each had such richly adorned clothing it wasn't hard to tell they were rolling in dough.

They all glanced her way, giving her just the slightest notice. Except the last man to exit. He was taller than the rest, his white suit not covered in jewelry. His gaze turned to her and he stopped immediately in his tracks. She couldn't be sure with the mask but it seemed like his eyes widened. In surprise perhaps? As if the thought had reached him he straightened his collar and looked away. Another man came from the room, only slightly shorter than the one in the mask.

Talia nearly lunged at him. The man who had been in charge of their capture. Her anger was squelched as the masked man spoke.

"I thought you had only one?"

The black-haired man looked slightly flustered for a moment before speaking. "I didn't think anyone would want that worthless thing." He smirked.

"Worthless you say? Lower price for that one then?"

The shorter man once again looked disconcerted and a bit startled. "You don't want her." It almost sounded like a question.

"Ah, but you are wrong. We will speak tomorrow on that matter Captain. I will pay well for her, in good condition."

"Uh, yes. Of course Count. Tomorrow then, good day."

They bowed to one another and the masked man "Count" turned on his heel and strode away.

'What in the gods name was that about?' She gawked after the tall retreating figure.

At a look from the apparently ranking officer she was again shoved forward. This time through the big doors. The other soldiers retreated immediately from the room leaving her with the black haired man. She was so busy studying the room that she jumped when he barked out the order for her to sit.

Seated on the very edge of a plush chair she watched him cautiously, ready to bolt at any moment. His eyes apparently couldn't decide what color they wanted to be and continually shifted as he stared at her. "You always did look like a cat when you were nervous." There was a slightly pause. When she didn't respond he continued with a bit of amusement, "You don't remember me do you?"

"Yes, you're the guy who showed us such respect." She spat sarcastically, this guy was making her uneasy.

"You truly don't." His voice lost any hint of amusement. "Talia Bellona Roan. I thought you would have remembered me."

"What are you talking about? How do you know my full name?" She furrowed her eyebrows feeling somewhat lost.

"Served under your father. I was at the top of the class, at least until you decided you had to try and be a man." He was glaring even as she continued to look confused. "you hacked the computers. You got me thrown out." He looked to be barely containing his anger as his eyes turned a fierce green. Finally her eyes flickered in recognition. As she opened her mouth to speak he kicked the chair out from under her. Perched as she had been with hands still bound behind her back, she tumbled to the floor with a thump.

Rolling to her side she glared, "You know that wasn't…" Her breath whooshed from her lungs as his booted foot connected with her stomach. She curled into the fetal position to protect herself.

"Stupid Bitch. You're not even good enough to speak to me. I'll repay you for everything you did. And I know at least a few of my men want to do the same." She looked up, barely, through watery eyes and suppressed a shiver at the smile on his face.

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Talia groaned as the door slid open and Delnor stepped in. "Can't you boys knock? I was tryin' to sleep." She rolled her shoulders attempting to stretch. The blue-haired man didn't answer just unlocked the ankle shackle and shoved her out the door. This was the third time she'd been escorted from the cell. She was feeling rather sore from her last visit with Bierrez. The man had her brought to his office simply to scream his fool head off and then follow it up with a couple of punches and a good kick to the stomach. It had been an irritating and painful visit.

Delnor opened the already familiar oak door and shoved her inside. "You don't gotta shove! I can walk you know!" The door clicked shut. "JERK!" Well, so it was a little childish but the guy didn't show any emotion unless he was smirking. And the whole smirking thing was pretty creepy. She turned her attention to the Captain who still sat behind his desk, writing something down quickly. Seeing no point in just standing there looking stupid she sat down on the edge of the plush chair.

"I see you're no worse for wear after our last meeting." He finally looked up as he folded the paper, placing it in an envelope.

"I believe you mean beating Zoma."

"Ah, I suppose you're right. You're cheek does look a little purple today. I guess I got carried away." He shrugged, standing up from his desk.

"Planning to make both sides match today? Or did you actually want to talk to me?"

"I wanted to inform you that you've been purchased."

"Oh, yea, that's great. Thanks for the information. Couldn't you have just had your blue haired monkey tell me or something?"

"Your new owner…"

"I am NOT a fucking dog!"

"Will be coming for you next week. He paid a good bit of money for you, though I haven't a clue why he would he interested in trash like you."

"Look who's talking," She snorted. That did it, he grabbed the front of her shirt and hauled her to her feet.

"I didn't rape anyone! You know it too! You're the one who put that on my record!" He shook her with every syllable.

"I didn't do shit to your record. I just looked it over and informed my father. He wanted good men not filth."

"Stupid Bitch!" He tossed her back, like a rag doll. She collided with the chair and both crashed to the floor.

"Eloquent when you're mad aren't you?" She mocked, managing to sit back up. He took a single step forward before taking a deep breath.

"I didn't bring you here for this. I had some information about your father that I thought might interest you."

That caught her attention. She stood up, slipping her foot under the chair she managed to set it upright again. After taking her seat again she looked at him expectantly.

"You are either extremely stupid or you have no sense of self-preservation." Zoma shook his head slightly. He would never understand her. She mocked him even in this position, knowing that he could very well kill her if he wanted.

"I served under your father less than a year ago. I thought you might find it interesting that according to him he had no children." He smiled at the look on her face. "I even asked him about you. He told me, if he ever saw you, he'd killed you himself." Oh! This just got better.

"You're lying." Her voice was empty and hollow. "If you know my father so well, bring him here, or at least let me speak to him."

"Oh!" The mocking tone returned to his voice again. "Didn't you know? He's dead."

To Zoma the silence was beautiful, along with the pained look on her face. She didn't know whether to believe him or not. The day was definitely beginning to look up.

"How?" 'Oh, she sounded so choked up. So hurt. How sad.' He grinned, 'Time for one last twist of the knife.'

"Killed by a Gundam."

"I see."

He frowned slightly, 'No tears? Oh well, no matter. This will eat away at her.' He planned to give her a little more information in the following days. Just enough to tear her apart inside. His revenge would be most mental, for all the trouble she caused. He knew his soldiers had other plans. It didn't matter to him, many of them had been kicked out because of her as well. They all deserved to make her pay. It was all made better by the fact that she couldn't do anything, and her friend would have to sit and watch it all happen. In a week she would be sold off, and then put to whatever death her buyer felt suitable. But until then she could suffer. 'Oh yes, this will be fun!'

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"Impressive." Wufei mumbled studying the chessboard. Quatre had beaten Trowa enough times that the green-eyed boy had given up for the time being. The last game ended in another draw between the little blonde and Heero.

Heero stood, stretching his back.

"That's enough for now I have things to do yet today." How he had been talked into playing six games of chess was beyond him. It helped him keep his mind off of Duo being gone. The braided baka could be a pain but he had to admit he missed him, but only a little.

"How do you do that?" Trowa asked quietly still looking at the board.

"Do what?"

"Match him move for move."

Before Heero could answer Quatre spoke, "It's simple strategy, based on the other person's movements. It's not the same as real battle of course. That's why you have more trouble with the game, love. Your grace, flexibility, and skill cannot help you when the pieces are made of wood."

Trowa smiled a bit and nodded, not feeling quite so bad about losing now.

Wufei's voice broke in abruptly, "What is today?"

With a knowing look the Perfect Soldier stated, "Thursday. It has been two weeks, four days since they left. You should keep track yourself." Sliding the laptop over he opened it and went to work.

"Hmmph. That's not why I asked, I don't care when they get back." He glared at Quatre when the boy giggled.

"It's not a bad thing to have a heart you know."

The raven-haired boy stood up, looking ready to strangle him when Heero made a rather odd sound. All eyes turned to him and he managed to look stoic as always. "There seems to be a problem." No one moved, even Ralph who had been trying to eat random shoelaces paused mid-munch.

"Duo and Talia have been captured."

Wufei crossed the room more quickly than he had meant to and scanned the computer screen. It was a coded message. The code itself wasn't hard to decipher. It had been posted on a message board that was usually quiet unless the Preventers had a problem. This one however was clearly to Heero, amidst the garbled sentences "01" was placed several times. "Well?"

"The person who posted this wants us to meet with him. Near the complex he says the others are being held." By this time both Trowa and Quatre had moved to stand behind him, staring at the screen as well.

"So that we can get captured too? I think not." Wufei snorted.

"I don't think he's a part the Red Claw Wufei. He's giving us too much information. I just think he can't do it himself." Quatre stated quietly, scanning over the words.

"I'm going." Heero snapped the laptop shut and stood up.

"It's insanity! Why should you go? They'll get out, or we can at least do it ourselves. Trusting this mystery person isn't rational." The Chinese boy barely refrained from waving his hands in the air. 'Why am I the only one thinking clearly here?'

"You can come with if you wish. I am not going to let Duo or Talia be sold off like a couple of stock animals." With that the brunette went upstairs to get his things together.

"What?! Sold?! They can't sell her!" He quickly snapped his mouth shut and glared at the two remaining pilots, daring them to say anything. He followed Heero upstairs, pausing briefly at his bedroom door. "I'm going with." He muttered before heading to his own room. 'I've completely lost my mind. If they've touched her… She owes me big time for this.' Random thoughts continued to bounce through his head as he packed lightly. Heading out the door, Heero nodded slightly to him and they separated to find their Gundams.

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Uh, well… lol it's like 4:30AM. I stayed up to type this for you all! I have most of chapter 10 already written sooooo it shouldn't take more than another week to get it up as well. I HOPE! So yea, I'm gonna go to bed now before I pass out on the keyboard! Can you guess who the Count is? Did I make it that obvious? ^_^

So yea, REVIEW!! Tell me what you thought… Ideas are welcome! Flames will be toasted by my buddy Dilandau cause he likes to watch things burn… *coughs* And I'll try to get Chapter 10 out quick as I can!