Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Mystery of DM ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

See chapter 1 for disclaimer.

Chapter Warnings: none really … I think …

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"blah" speaking

/blah/ typing

'blah' thoughts

'blah' indicates the mind speech of whoever is not in control of Duo's body, ie either Diana or Duo, it can switch

 

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Duo crouched in the air duct, wondering just how he kept ending up in these positions.

 

`Because we're the best at sneaking into places?'

 

`Thanks' he mentally snorted. `That helps a lot. Really.'

 

`Then stop complaining. We have a job to do.'

 

Duo didn't bother to respond, creeping further down the small tunnel. `I don't know which would be more distracting; having to look at Heero's butt or knowing that he's looking at mine.'

 

`Well, right now I'd say both. We're almost at the last one.'

 

Duo grunted, maneuvering around until he pulled the small pack off his back and took the slim laptop out. He gave control of their body over to Diana.

 

She typed quickly, breaking through the last firewall. “I'm in,” she whispered into the headset. She continued to frantically type, planting various programs into the buildings computer system. A few minutes later she heard Heero make his way over. He had been following behind Duo, planting bombs in each area as Diana broke that security layer. Diana let Duo take over, closing her laptop before Heero got too close.

 

Heero slid up to the braided boy. “Ready?”

 

Duo nodded. “Let's go get our Gundams back.”

 

They slithered through the ducts, only pausing when there was movement below. The bombs Heero had planted were rigged to a remote, one that would only be triggered once the five of them were inside their Gundams. With the amount of confusion already in the large hanger from the hurried packing, the pilots would have little to no problem reaching their Gundams. The bombs were to open a path out, one that left the bulk of the building standing.

 

Heero crouched by a grate, studying the activity he could see. The path the two of them followed had led them to an area directly behind their Gundams. Heero felt his chest tighten slightly in anticipation. `Well Zero, you told me of this possibility. What else will you show me now that I know the truth about Duo?' He noticed a lull in the activity and tensed, ready to spring out. The grate had already been discretely loosened; one swift kick and it would open.

 

Duo noticed the slight quiver in Heero's muscles and braced himself, curling his legs to spring. Only seconds later Heero kicked, the grate clattering to the floor, the two of them following immediately after. They split, each heading to their Gundam, pistols out as they ran, taking down whatever guard they could. From across the large expanse, Duo could hear a similar gunfight. His eyes lit up, glowing an eerie dark blue, his lips curling up, the sinister expression scattering as many people as his gun.

 

Heero raced to Wing Zero, absently noting Duo's progress. The braided boy had informed them all about the present Diana had left them; she had placed copies of Deathscythe's cloaking system into the other four Gundams. While it wouldn't work as well as `Scythe's (the others just didn't have the correct hardware) it was an edge. And even though the war was over, they would still need every edge they could get.

 

Reaching Wing Heero began to leap up the mammoth suit, easily scaling it without the aid of the winch. Inputting the first of the new passwords he entered the cockpit, already starting the systems. “I'm in Wing.”

 

They had agreed to radio silence, save for a few key phrases. Heero listened as all systems went online and active, waiting to hear the others check in.

 

“Sandrock is under my control.” Quatre checked in a couple of seconds later, Wufei and Trowa right behind him.

 

The seconds ticked by. `Come on Duo, what's taking so long?' If they didn't get all five out then the mission was a failure. Heero didn't want to think about what this failure would mean to the fragile peace. Almost a full minute passed before Duo's voice echoed over the headset.

 

“'Scythe is ready to rock.” Duo's voice finally crackled over the headset.

 

“Second phase.” Quatre paused. “Until we meet again.”

 

Heero pulled out the remote, depressing the small button. Explosions ripped through the building, debris falling all over. Wing moved the moment the bombs went off, Deathscythe only seconds behind. While Duo had assured all of them that he and Diana could split functions without jeopardizing the others task, Quatre insisted on Heero taking point. Heavyarms and Alton would prevent anyone from following while `Scythe and Sandrock dealt with anything that might slip by Wing. With very little effort they made it to the surface.

 

“Activating cloak.” Heero paused before heading out, switching over to the flight form. His image blurred on Duo's monitor before vanishing.

 

Duo let out a breath as he watched the others disappear. `Looks like it worked.' He engaged the active cloak and flew out, following the path he and Heero had worked out. Trowa, Quatre and Wufei were heading towards one of the Maganacs bases while Heero and Duo went for an old hideout Heero knew. Once the uproar died down, the pilots would meet up back at the mansion.

 

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Sally raced through the streets, praying she would reach the newly founded Preventers headquarters in time. The former pilots had given her a slight lead time, but they weren't about to alter their timeframe for her. She made it into Une's office moments just as the first report came in. Sally barged in, slamming her hands down on Une's desk, shutting down the phone as she did so.

 

Lady Une stared at Sally, her face impassive. “We have a situation; this had better be good.”

 

“It's about this situation. They found their Gundams and are taking them back.”

 

“What!” Une half rose out of her chair before sinking back down.

 

“Just listen, please! They sent a message for you to relay to the world, with the request that you keep their names out.” Sally dug into her vest, fishing out a small disk. She held it out, drawing her hand back after Une snatched the disk.

 

Lady Une popped the disk into her computer, frowning slightly when only static appeared. A synthesized voice soon crackled over the speakers.

 

“The Gundams were created to bring peace and freedom to the colonies. That goal has been achieved. However, there are those who would use the Gundams to enforce their own version of peace. We, the pilots of the Gundams, cannot allow our weapons to be used in such a manner. We will keep our weapons safe until such time as they are needed again. We fought for this peace and we will oppose all that threaten it. We are watching.”

 

Une leaned back as the short video ended, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “We should never have taken the Gundams from them in the first place,” she whispered.

 

“No,” Sally agreed. “They stayed true to their goal throughout the war, no matter what happened.” Sally turned Une's phone back on. “You should be receiving some data soon about the person that was holding the Gundams for us. Courtesy of Diana. It seems that this person had his own plans for the suits and their pilots. That should be more than enough to bring him down.”

 

Lady Une nodded, putting her resources to work.

 

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Duo leaned back in the chair, letting out a sigh of relief. “It worked.” He glanced at one of the monitors, tracking the movements of the other four. “You didn't tell me we could track them Di.”

 

`Any edge, right? Besides, this way if something happens we'll know where they are.'

 

“I guess.” Duo watched as three dots blinked off, the suits going past `Scythes sensors. “Une's going to be pissed at us all.”

 

`But it's her fault he ended up with them. She won't be given another chance to make that mistake. I think she knows that.' Diana stretched, a pleased grin on her face. `And it was fun.'

 

Duo chuckled. “Yeah, it was. It was nice to relax for those months but …”

 

`Exactly. I told you before, we need to keep active. Now just think of all the improvements we'll have time to do!'

 

Duo laughed, clutching his stomach, thankful for auto pilot.

 

Diana sniffed. `Fine then. Be that way.' She went off to a corner to pout. Duo spent the remainder of the trip trying to convince her to stop.