Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ ZER0 ❯ Abstinence ( Chapter 12 )
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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: 884 | Visits: 418 | 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: 884 | Visits: 418 | Status: Completed
Title: ZER0 - Part 13 - Abstinence
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//. Abstinence is the Sixth Heavenly Virtue and is defined as not indulging voluntarily in food or drink.
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April 9, 201 AC (cont'd)
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Duo knew they'd be wasting time in traffic, so he took the time to call headquarters and get in touch with whoever could give the authorization for the arrest. He managed to get ahold of Une, which was good for them because it meant not only would she tell Wufei, Quatre, and Trowa directly, but it also meant that she'd make sure the other three agents got to Vinny's as quickly as possible. Duo kept switching the safety of his gun on and off, wondering how Heero could keep his cool about the whole situation. Jack Weaver was going down, and his reign as a "savior" along with him. Sure enough, by the time they got to Vinny's, Quatre and Wufei were waiting outside in an unmarked vehicle. Duo ran out to see what was going on.
"Yo, guys, where's Trowa?"
"Inside scouting out the situation," Wufei responded. Just moments later, the former pilot of Heavyarms walked over to the car, seating himself in the back.
"Weaver's inside; he's the only patron that is still sober. It looks like he's waiting for us."
Quatre pointed to a screen on the console. "As far as we can tell, he's unarmed, as well."
Duo clapped his hands together. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
"I got a message from Weaver through the bartender," Wufei sounded nervous. "He'll come with us willingly after he talks to you, Duo, and only you."
The American looked to his lover, getting mixed messages from the Prussian blue depths. 'Heero wants me to go if it'll see Weaver come along willingly, but he doesn't want to risk me being put in the hands of an extremely capable killer.' Duo swallowed, weighing his options. "Well... It looks like I have to go in then, doesn't it?"
"Duo!" He spun on his heel, turning to meet Heero's gaze. "Be careful. Don't do anything brash."
Duo smirked. "Roger."
Vinny's had the atmosphere of any other local bar. The thick clouds of cigarette smoke clogged your pores and just breathing in the air made you feel drunk and high all at the same time. He spotted a lone figure seated at a booth in the far, back corner, nursing a glass of water with a wedge of lemon and a bowl of beernuts. 'Weaver...' Duo's gaze narrowed, his expression becoming one of business; all formal joviality hidden when confronted with the killer.
"Sit down, Agent Maxwell, or may I call you Duo?"
"Whatever floats your boat, Weaver; before long you won't be my problem anymore but the state of New York's."
"Touche. You're really going to convict me?"
"Damn straight I'm convicting you! All that purification shit might led you plead on temporary insanity, but if your punishment is time in a loony bin I'll personally make sure you are dead long before your release back into society."
"As a Catholic man I thought you'd understand."
Duo scoffed. "You think I'm a fucking Catholic? Is that why you've been after me personally for all this time?"
"During the war you dressed like a priest. You wear a cross around your neck and even took your name after the church you spent some time in."
"You're full of shit. Nearly two hundred people have died at your hands, and you think I'm going to understand as a Catholic? First off, I'm not religious; I did what I did to honor the memory of people who died. Second, *no* true Catholic would believe your cause because it's still murder no matter how you look at it!"
Weaver frowned. "The Crusades. The Spanish Inquisition. Hitler's regime. I'm not the only one to ever feel this way. It's been historically documented time and time again that the only way to cleanse the world is to get rid of those who don't believe in Christ as our savior."
Duo couldn't help but laugh. "You're fucking insane."
"You were supposed to understand, and now you're mocking me."
The braided man shrugged. "I'm doing a little more than mocking you." He stood, and faster than Weaver could follow, Duo had him pinned against the wall and was cuffing his arms behind his back. "Jack Weaver, you are under arrest for the deliberate murder of one hundred and seventy-seven individuals. Please remain calm or I'll be forced to take further precautions in order to ensure your compliance."
As Duo lead Weaver out, several snippets of conversation could be caught from the other patrons in the bar. Blue flashing lights outside announced the arrival of a squad car, and a lieutenant eagerly took Weaver out of Duo's hands. The American approached his friends with a broad smile on his features.
"The easy part is over; all we have to do now is make sure that bastard gets what's coming to him."
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End Part 13
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//. Abstinence is the Sixth Heavenly Virtue and is defined as not indulging voluntarily in food or drink.
*~**~*
April 9, 201 AC (cont'd)
*~**~*
Duo knew they'd be wasting time in traffic, so he took the time to call headquarters and get in touch with whoever could give the authorization for the arrest. He managed to get ahold of Une, which was good for them because it meant not only would she tell Wufei, Quatre, and Trowa directly, but it also meant that she'd make sure the other three agents got to Vinny's as quickly as possible. Duo kept switching the safety of his gun on and off, wondering how Heero could keep his cool about the whole situation. Jack Weaver was going down, and his reign as a "savior" along with him. Sure enough, by the time they got to Vinny's, Quatre and Wufei were waiting outside in an unmarked vehicle. Duo ran out to see what was going on.
"Yo, guys, where's Trowa?"
"Inside scouting out the situation," Wufei responded. Just moments later, the former pilot of Heavyarms walked over to the car, seating himself in the back.
"Weaver's inside; he's the only patron that is still sober. It looks like he's waiting for us."
Quatre pointed to a screen on the console. "As far as we can tell, he's unarmed, as well."
Duo clapped his hands together. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
"I got a message from Weaver through the bartender," Wufei sounded nervous. "He'll come with us willingly after he talks to you, Duo, and only you."
The American looked to his lover, getting mixed messages from the Prussian blue depths. 'Heero wants me to go if it'll see Weaver come along willingly, but he doesn't want to risk me being put in the hands of an extremely capable killer.' Duo swallowed, weighing his options. "Well... It looks like I have to go in then, doesn't it?"
"Duo!" He spun on his heel, turning to meet Heero's gaze. "Be careful. Don't do anything brash."
Duo smirked. "Roger."
Vinny's had the atmosphere of any other local bar. The thick clouds of cigarette smoke clogged your pores and just breathing in the air made you feel drunk and high all at the same time. He spotted a lone figure seated at a booth in the far, back corner, nursing a glass of water with a wedge of lemon and a bowl of beernuts. 'Weaver...' Duo's gaze narrowed, his expression becoming one of business; all formal joviality hidden when confronted with the killer.
"Sit down, Agent Maxwell, or may I call you Duo?"
"Whatever floats your boat, Weaver; before long you won't be my problem anymore but the state of New York's."
"Touche. You're really going to convict me?"
"Damn straight I'm convicting you! All that purification shit might led you plead on temporary insanity, but if your punishment is time in a loony bin I'll personally make sure you are dead long before your release back into society."
"As a Catholic man I thought you'd understand."
Duo scoffed. "You think I'm a fucking Catholic? Is that why you've been after me personally for all this time?"
"During the war you dressed like a priest. You wear a cross around your neck and even took your name after the church you spent some time in."
"You're full of shit. Nearly two hundred people have died at your hands, and you think I'm going to understand as a Catholic? First off, I'm not religious; I did what I did to honor the memory of people who died. Second, *no* true Catholic would believe your cause because it's still murder no matter how you look at it!"
Weaver frowned. "The Crusades. The Spanish Inquisition. Hitler's regime. I'm not the only one to ever feel this way. It's been historically documented time and time again that the only way to cleanse the world is to get rid of those who don't believe in Christ as our savior."
Duo couldn't help but laugh. "You're fucking insane."
"You were supposed to understand, and now you're mocking me."
The braided man shrugged. "I'm doing a little more than mocking you." He stood, and faster than Weaver could follow, Duo had him pinned against the wall and was cuffing his arms behind his back. "Jack Weaver, you are under arrest for the deliberate murder of one hundred and seventy-seven individuals. Please remain calm or I'll be forced to take further precautions in order to ensure your compliance."
As Duo lead Weaver out, several snippets of conversation could be caught from the other patrons in the bar. Blue flashing lights outside announced the arrival of a squad car, and a lieutenant eagerly took Weaver out of Duo's hands. The American approached his friends with a broad smile on his features.
"The easy part is over; all we have to do now is make sure that bastard gets what's coming to him."
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End Part 13