Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ When Tears Turn to Blood ❯ Meeting of Old Friends ( Chapter 1 )

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

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. (Sad isn't it) But I do however
own this plot!

Hee-chan: And If you take it, you'll be burned at the stake!

Yaten: Death to all!

Hee-chan and Yaten: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Authors Notes: Hee-chan read the prologue and got so curious she
volunteered to help me write! Yay! Now no one shall survive!! C&C
Appreciated

When Tears Turn To Blood

Chapter 1: Meeting of old Friends

By: Yaten and Hee-chan

He sat in the dark. The dark was peaceful, the dark wouldn't leave him
like Lindsay had. Lindsay. She had mad him so mad. When he had walked
in on her and her lover, he hadn't wanted to here her excuses, her
apologies. He had taken his knife and stabbed her repeatedly. He had
stabbed her until the once pristine white sheets had been a dark red.
Lindsay had always loved red he mused. Her murder had went unsolved.

Heero headed downstairs. He stopped with a halt as he noticed an
outline of a figure in the shadows. The attempted murderer? Was he
here? Heero reached for his pistol, drawing it out, he clicked the
safety. Switching on the light he got the surprise of his life.

"Quatre!?!"

"Oh Heero," quatre said turning around "I was just--eep!"

Quatre jumped back "I'm sorry, I'll call next time before I come
over!"

Heero clicked the safety back on. "Sorry, mistaked you for someone
else."

"Makes me glad I'm not that someone" Quatre mumbled.

"So what're you here for?" Heero asked, genuinely curious.

"I couldn't sleep!" Quatre whimpered. "I sense something bad has
happened!"

Heero sighed. "Well, have a rest, it won't be long until the others
join us."

Duo gave a big yawn. Slowly climbing out of bed, he headed downstairs.
The smell of cooking filled the air. Heero never cooked. He decided to
see what was going on. The whole gang was there. Wufei had fallen
asleep in his cereal as Quatre cooked and Trowa drank coffee. Duo
walked over to Heero, setting a hand on his shoulder. The Gundam pilot
was clicking away at the computer. Duo swore.

"I thought I got rid of that damn thing!"

"I bought a new one." Duo swore again

"You eat with that mouth Duo." Quatre scolded.

Picking up a cup of coffee, he swore all of the way to the TV and
flicked it on.

"Today, police investigate the death of Shiro Kanazaki, husband to
peace delegate Relena Peacecraft." Duo spit his coffee out on Wufei.

"No! You can't take Snuggles...I mean...Maxwell!" Wufei shot awake.

"Sh!"Heero ordered walking toward the TV Quatre turned around to face
the TV a picture of Relena was displayed. There was a crash of glass
as Quatre and Trowa joined the group by the TV

"Hey Wu-man, who's Snuggles?"

"Hush Duo!"

"But Heero, I really wanna know who Snuggles is!"

"None of your business Maxwell!" Wufei blushed.

"Oh poor Relena." Quatre whimpered as the report went off.

"That explains the phone call" Heero said to himself. "Relena was the
target"

Heero ran to his computer again. Quickly he put up a program.

Duo sighed. "What are you looking for?"

"A connection" Heero answered his eyes glued to the screen.

"Well, while you're there, could you look up the connection between
Snuggles and Wu-man?"

"Injustice Maxwell! Mind your own business!" Wufei kicked a stuffed
bear under the couch. Fortunately, this act went unnoticed by Duo.

Suddenly, the phone rang. Duo glomped onto Heero, shutting off his
air. Quatre squeaked and hid behind Trowa. Wufei ducked behind the
couch.

"Air, Need Air" Heero gasped as he tried to pry Duo off.

"Oh! It was just the phone!" Duo exclaimed letting go of Heero.

Gasping for air, Heero picked up the phone to answer it.

"Yo"

"So I guess you saw the report. Don't try to save her, she's too far
gone."

For the second time that morning, the dial tone echoed in Heero's ear.