Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ ZER0 ❯ Liberality ( Chapter 11 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Vinyl-Koneko 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Thriller / Suspense / Psychological / Police / Drama / Angst / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.14.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 771 | Visits: 399 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Thriller / Suspense / Psychological / Police / Drama / Angst / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.14.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 771 | Visits: 399 | Status: Completed
Title: ZER0 - Part 12 - Liberality
Author: Vinyl Koneko (Emily), roguegirl@att.net
Rating: R
Warnings: language, angst, death, blood, gruesome stuff, yaoi
Archive: Want it? Take it. Just give me credit, please.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I just like to play with them and make them play with each other.
Comments: *Emphasis*, 'thought', [flashback], /written/, //lyrics//. Liberality is the Fifth Heavenly Virtue and is defined as the state of being generous.
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April 9, 201 AC
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St. Jerome's House looked like every other orphanage Duo had ever come across: run down and disturbingly overcrowded. The bricks were crumbling, the elaborate stained glass windows dull from the layers of dust encrusting the surface. What once was a lush green lawn now was mostly dirt with several clumps of brown, sharp grass, but despite its decrepit state, Duo could hear the laughter ringing inside and out.
"You all right?"
Duo blinked. "Aa..." He hadn't realized Heero was waiting for him, casting uncertain glances to where Duo remained seated in the passenger seat. "I'm coming." Duo could see several small faces peaking through the frosted glass panes of the doors, trying to see who was visiting.
The door got pushed open, a little boy no more than five trying to be braver than his peers by going out to meet the strangers himself. 'He looks like a cherub,' Duo couldn't help but notice.
"Hi!" he called cheerily, waving his pudgy hands in Duo and Heero's direction. "What you want?"
"Are there any adults we could talk to?" Heero asked, hands on his hips. Duo noticed the boy's eyes widening when he caught gaze of the standard issue pistol below Heero's right hand, and Duo moved himself to stand in front of Heero to block the child's view, making sure that his own was out of sight. The boy nodded mutely, features still alarmed as he ran back inside, calling for a name Duo couldn't decipher.
"He's afraid of us," Duo commented. "Saw your gun and got scared."
Heero looked dubious. "He isn't old enough to be a war orphan."
Duo shrugged. "This is New York; he could've witnessed his parents killed in an armed robbery or anything dealing with drugs."
["Hi, my name's Duo. What's yours?"
The girl had her arms wrapped tightly around her body, brown eyes a constant image of fear and sorrow. "It's Danni." She turned into the light, and Duo had to bite his tongue to keep impassive about the burn scars marring half of Danni's face, keeping her left eye swelled shut.]
Duo hadn't understood at the time, but Danni's family had been in the middle of a battle. They were coming out of a store when it started, and a stray grenade killed both her parents and nearly her, as well. Duo had heard Father Maxwell and Sister Helen talking about it. She was found by the same soldiers that killed her parents, and before bringing her to the church they took advantage of her. Danni had been too paralyzed by shock and fear to do anything about it.
"Can I help you?" a woman in her mid-thirties came out, several children flocking behind her.
"We hope so," Duo remarked, "but preferably away from the kids."
She nodded, whispering to one of the older children who sheparded the others back inside. When they were out of hearing range, the woman turned her attention to the two agents, mouth set in a grim line. "Jack said you might be looking for him."
"Jack...Weaver?"
She nodded. "He said Preventers were going to come after him for the murders, but he's given so much to us; I don't see how he could be convicted of such things."
Duo caught Heero rolling his eyes and couldn't help but smirk. "He thinks he's becoming a saint by ridding the world of its sinners. Liberality, in this case."
"We just have evidence pointing to Mr. Weaver," Duo added. "If it turns out to be someone else, he will be let go."
"Justice needs to be served. If he stays free, more children will end up here." Duo couldn't help but wince at Heero's frankness. "People won't need to be afraid."
Duo could tell from the woman's expression that she understood, but still didn't look too happy with the responsibility that was put on her shoulders. "Jack is usually at a bar downtown around this time...called Vinny's on the corner of 1st and 3rd Street."
Heero nodded briefly, Duo managing to mouth a quick 'thank you' before they left, speeding away to a bar called Vinny's, hoping they weren't too late.
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End Part 12
Author: Vinyl Koneko (Emily), roguegirl@att.net
Rating: R
Warnings: language, angst, death, blood, gruesome stuff, yaoi
Archive: Want it? Take it. Just give me credit, please.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I just like to play with them and make them play with each other.
Comments: *Emphasis*, 'thought', [flashback], /written/, //lyrics//. Liberality is the Fifth Heavenly Virtue and is defined as the state of being generous.
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April 9, 201 AC
*~**~*
St. Jerome's House looked like every other orphanage Duo had ever come across: run down and disturbingly overcrowded. The bricks were crumbling, the elaborate stained glass windows dull from the layers of dust encrusting the surface. What once was a lush green lawn now was mostly dirt with several clumps of brown, sharp grass, but despite its decrepit state, Duo could hear the laughter ringing inside and out.
"You all right?"
Duo blinked. "Aa..." He hadn't realized Heero was waiting for him, casting uncertain glances to where Duo remained seated in the passenger seat. "I'm coming." Duo could see several small faces peaking through the frosted glass panes of the doors, trying to see who was visiting.
The door got pushed open, a little boy no more than five trying to be braver than his peers by going out to meet the strangers himself. 'He looks like a cherub,' Duo couldn't help but notice.
"Hi!" he called cheerily, waving his pudgy hands in Duo and Heero's direction. "What you want?"
"Are there any adults we could talk to?" Heero asked, hands on his hips. Duo noticed the boy's eyes widening when he caught gaze of the standard issue pistol below Heero's right hand, and Duo moved himself to stand in front of Heero to block the child's view, making sure that his own was out of sight. The boy nodded mutely, features still alarmed as he ran back inside, calling for a name Duo couldn't decipher.
"He's afraid of us," Duo commented. "Saw your gun and got scared."
Heero looked dubious. "He isn't old enough to be a war orphan."
Duo shrugged. "This is New York; he could've witnessed his parents killed in an armed robbery or anything dealing with drugs."
["Hi, my name's Duo. What's yours?"
The girl had her arms wrapped tightly around her body, brown eyes a constant image of fear and sorrow. "It's Danni." She turned into the light, and Duo had to bite his tongue to keep impassive about the burn scars marring half of Danni's face, keeping her left eye swelled shut.]
Duo hadn't understood at the time, but Danni's family had been in the middle of a battle. They were coming out of a store when it started, and a stray grenade killed both her parents and nearly her, as well. Duo had heard Father Maxwell and Sister Helen talking about it. She was found by the same soldiers that killed her parents, and before bringing her to the church they took advantage of her. Danni had been too paralyzed by shock and fear to do anything about it.
"Can I help you?" a woman in her mid-thirties came out, several children flocking behind her.
"We hope so," Duo remarked, "but preferably away from the kids."
She nodded, whispering to one of the older children who sheparded the others back inside. When they were out of hearing range, the woman turned her attention to the two agents, mouth set in a grim line. "Jack said you might be looking for him."
"Jack...Weaver?"
She nodded. "He said Preventers were going to come after him for the murders, but he's given so much to us; I don't see how he could be convicted of such things."
Duo caught Heero rolling his eyes and couldn't help but smirk. "He thinks he's becoming a saint by ridding the world of its sinners. Liberality, in this case."
"We just have evidence pointing to Mr. Weaver," Duo added. "If it turns out to be someone else, he will be let go."
"Justice needs to be served. If he stays free, more children will end up here." Duo couldn't help but wince at Heero's frankness. "People won't need to be afraid."
Duo could tell from the woman's expression that she understood, but still didn't look too happy with the responsibility that was put on her shoulders. "Jack is usually at a bar downtown around this time...called Vinny's on the corner of 1st and 3rd Street."
Heero nodded briefly, Duo managing to mouth a quick 'thank you' before they left, speeding away to a bar called Vinny's, hoping they weren't too late.
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End Part 12