Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Dare ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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

By: Seth99

The Dare

Joker

Warnings: language, violence, probably OOC, AU-ish, disturbing

Genre: supernatural, psychological, angst probably

Pairings: none

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: Don't own don't sue

Note: This is my first fic and to tell the truth I would like to hear what you think about it. Knowing myself it will be disturbing in one way or another so don't expect a happy thing out of this.

Part 2

“We should get going.” Trowa stated nodding in the storms direction before the Japanese boy could think up any murderous methods to pay the braided one back, plus he didn't want to waste time and get soaked.

“Agreed.” Quatre stepped closer sending Heero a pleading look. That always worked.

“Hn.” was the only answer but the brown haired teen turned to go ahead once again none the less, not before sending Duo a last menacing look though.

“Spoil sport.” said one muttered under his breath only for himself to hear as they started toward the other end of the clearing in hopes of finding another path. “Why we going that way? The trail could be anywhere.” He just couldn't keep his mouth shut.

“But since we don't know we might as well look there first. Good as any other option.” Wufei replied instead of Heero, knowing the other good enough to know that he wouldn't for the moment.

Duo just grunted at that sounding suspiciously like the Japanese and succeeding in turning three mildly amused set of eyes toward him. Seeing this from the corner of his eyes he turned a questioning look at them raising both brows as if to ask `What.'

“Nothing.” Quatre snickered burying his chin and nose into the high neck of his jacket.

They stopped at a close enough distance that the flashlight could illuminate any path visible between the trunks but there was none. Duo was just about to comment on it when another, bolt of lightning flashed through the sky this time a lot closer bathing the whole clearing in eerie yellow.

“There!” Trowa shouted over the following thunder and whistling of wind, pointing a finger to the left. Eyes fell on what seemed damn similar to a path through the woods and a minute later all five stalked towards it.

Quickening their pace with forearms shielding the eyes some long and colorful cussing could be heard above the now howling wind and roaring thunder. The former pilots tripped, hopped, fended off stray branches bent on the road by the storm while half running forward in hopes to find the house, haunted or not soon.

“God damn that stupid moron idiotic asshole I'll skin him alive for th…!” Duo Maxwell bellowed before landing face first on the ground with a loud thud and accompanying yelp. “FUCK!” he screamed frustrated spitting out soil.

“You ok Duo?” Quatre held out a hand looking down at him from under an arm.

The boy took the offer. “Fine” he stood up wiping at his mouth with the other hand.

“Move it!” came the Japanese teen's voice from ahead “There's something ahead!”

None of them had to be told twice as with another roaring thunder the soft padding sound of rain hitting dirt could be heard. All five made a dash for the dark structure visible in the middle of the small clearing at the end of the current path.

Evading branches in their faces, tripping on roots and rocks they ran like there was no tomorrow the flashlight jumping around on the ground not helping much in the process of trying to see where one steps.

By the time four were dripping wet and Wufei thanked himself for taking the leather jacket that night, though it didn't help the hair and jeans. The building looked like a big mansion. Certainly a lot bigger than what Jason and his friends had described. Panting softly they looked at each other for a moment in silent indecision.

The patio gave them some shelter from the rain, but not from the raging wind that even managed to blow some water in under the roof splashing it in their faces. Having enough of the discomfort Heero took the initiative. Putting down the torch he grabbed the handle on the heavy looking door and pushed. It didn't budge. A second later Duo and Trowa were at his side.

“Ok. One. Two. Three.” the three young men grunted with the effort but the door finally slid open enough for them to squeeze through with a rusty cry.

“OOFFF!” Duo leaned his back against it incredulous. “Damn that thing's heavy.”

Slipping in one by one they stood in a loose circle, Heero shining the flashlight around slowly. “Found it.” he stated.

“You don't say Sherlock.” Duo muttered trying to squeeze the water out of his beloved braid.

It seemed the perfect late 16th or 17th century mansion where the lords and their madams lived in the midst of servants there to fulfill their every wish.

“You think they're any light switches ?” Duo asked to no one in particular wandering around just on the edge of the Japanese boys light.

“Maxwell this is a…” Wufei started before being cut off.

“Bingo!” Duo exclaimed, a second later bright yellow light flooded the hall.

All eyes on him Quatre finally spoke. “A light switch?”

“Cool huh?!” the braided boy grinned at them.

“Weird.” Heero said dryly thumbing off the torch.

“Why would it be weird? Jesus Heero don't be so damn pessimistic.” the boy put both hands on his hips stomping off followed by a shrugging Wufei and sheepishly smiling Quatre. Trowa and Heero looked at each other as if silently communicating before following them.

Ending up in what they assumed to be the salon for the guests Duo plopped down on the heavy and expensive looking couch, a cloud of dust erupting from it making him cough for his life.

“For God's sake Maxwell!” Wufei coughed a little stepping back from the item and the menace currently on it.

Prussian blue eyes darted paranoid around the nicely furnished room and the winding staircase leading upstairs. Probably to the chambers but it was impossible to see without turning on the lights there as well.

“Something's not right here.” Heero mumbled stalking from one dark corner to the other.

Duo raised a brow looking at it for a while before he spoke. “What are you looking for Ro? Ghosts?” he asked pulling a small digital camera from one of the pockets on his military pants. “Quit it n come `ere.” He waved a cheerful hand in his direction. “Group picture.”

“What?” Wufei turned to him looking on the verge of crying. “Maxwell we're soaking wet, cold and you…”

“Evidence Wu-man evidence.” the American waved the camera in front of them with a grin. “Now you wouldn't want to be doing this for nothing would ya?”

Standing up he ushered all the others together opposite the fireplace, than that seemed like a perfect place to put his timed cam. Trowa and Wufei stood a little at the back, before them Quatre and Heero. Later frowning like he'd bitten into a lemon.

“Now than.” he grinned running for the group, braid almost slapping Heero in the face as the teen jumped next to him throwing an arm around the Japanese just as the camera clicked.

“OUCH!”

Thud.

“The hell was that for Yuy?!” Duo looked up glaring and rubbing his abused butt.

“For nearly kicking me over Duo no baka.” the other crossed his arms over his chest with a smug expression.

“Umm…guys…” Quatre's soft voice came even lower than it usually was.The other four focused their gaze on a wide eyed blond staring intently at them. “Umm…”

“What's wrong Quatre?” the tallest inquired glancing around curtly in an attempt to find what had gotten their friend so shaken up.

“Have you noticed…that there are no light bulbs…anywhere?” he asked in almost a whisper.

Looking first at each other the boys than quickly scanned the room with their eyes. Every visible corner and inch where the light may be coming from.

“There's got to be some light source…” Heero began hesitance in his tone.

“None that I can see…” Chang added helpfully.

“But the switch…” the American looked at them smile all gone from his heart shaped face. A moment later he dashed out into the hall again.

“Duo!” Quatre yelled after following him.

“I swear if this is gonna be some kind of a joke…” Wufei muttered as they strode out too.