Category: Adventure, DARK Angst, Romance
Pairings: Various.
Rating: R (Violence)
Disclaimer: Not mine, I don't own em.. wish I did but don't. No money being
made or sought.
Archive: Please Not until it's finished and only with permission from both
Bonne and I.
NOTES: As always, this is a DARK FIC with disturbing contents. ill try to do more as the days progress. As always Bonne is the wonderful voice of Wufei and Heero as well as much of the creative content. I'm responsible for Quatre, Duo and Trowa and any grammatical errors. :D
July 2000
The series of explosions and the red-orange plumes of flame that lit the sky were visible from the road, where the three bikes sped at an unholy speed. No doubt in anybody's mind where they where heading now. Heero made it into the fence first with Wufei and Trowa on his back wheel. With the help of the communicator, Trowa was trying to get a pinpoint fix on their two errant agents.
While there was no vocal recognition from the communicator, the frequencies bleeped with recognition of each other in close proximity. Trowa quickly pointed just off to their left.
"Left... about ten o'clock."
Listening for a moment, the could all hear the sound of gunshots above the explosions. Leaving the bikes, they jogged off in the direction of the gunfire. Heero, dressed in black, melted into the shadows immediately, moving with inhuman speed. He knew Duo and Quatre were out of ammunition from listening to the last of the transmissions, so he had no fears of taking one of them out accidentally. Pulling his weapon he began methodically pinpointing the sources of gunfire and sniping them.
Wufei, armed only with one of Sally's weapons, ran quickly towards the source of the noise. He tried to get a bearing on the layout of the place as he ran. Where would fleeing agents head for escape. He spotted a fence with an open gate and headed for it, knowing his clothing would make him a target but not caring.
Sally dropped in behind Heero, Trowa over her shoulder. When she reached for her weapon Trowa caught her arm and forced it down, shaking his head. He then took the gun from her and tucked it into his waistband. Using his own weapon he began to mop up behind Heero.
"They know the signature of our weapons." He explained emotionlessly as he popped off a couple of shots.
Sally looked over her shoulder surprised. "You think they could hear it over all this noise?"
"Mmm" Was the answer she got.
Sally turned back disbelief still in her eyes but that disbelief turned shock as sure enough, Duo came out of the smoke and debris, racing right towards Heero without worry about whether the fire was friendly or not. He moved like a man who already knew the answer and just wanted to get to safety.
Heero saw Duo coming and bit his lip, stifling his relief quickly. He also saw the fact that Duo wasn't moving normally.
Arm shot.
Stepping out for a moment to get the braided boy behind him, he narrowed his eyes and located several targets in the direction from which Duo had come. He began methodically eliminating each and every breathing soul out there.
"Quatre?"
Duo threw himself behind Heero and down to the ground. Rolling onto his back, he finally allowed himself the luxury of hurting. Holding his badly bleeding arm to chest he was sweating hard as he panted out.
"He was on the other side of the hanger. He blew the damn thing, he'd better have had an exit." Duo looked quickly to Trowa, who was now scanning the torn apart airstrip with an almost frantic intensity for any signs of bright blonde hair.
Meanwhile, Wufei stuck the gun in his waistband and worked his way quickly further into the area, moving towards the burning building. He caught Duo running out of the corner of his eye and saw him make it to safety with the others.
No Quatre.
Scowling, Wufei worked his way in further, trusting Heero not to shoot him in the back. He came towards the buildings from an angle that allowed him to see further towards the burning structures. Though explosions still rocked area behind him and the air felt like a blast furnace at his back, Quatre paced with deadly calm away from the destruction he and Duo had wrought. His normally gregarious features were set in an expression of pure, calculating rage as his quick mind had assimilated all the information and he was now on a new mission.
Wufei spotted the flash of gold on his right, and ran, dodging through cover as it was available. There were still small patters of gunfire going back and forth in both directions and he moved through the shadows to avoid getting caught by a stray bullet.
Wufei made it to where Quatre was advancing, noting the small blonde's expression; enraged, which matched the fury in Wufei's own heart. He wasn't satisfied with the pace at which Quatre advanced though. The site was still to *hot* and the blonde was moving as if he didn't recognize the danger he was in.
Wufei appeared in front of Quatre and stepped behind him as soon as he was sure he'd been recognized. Quatre had noted the sound of 'friendly fire' which was the only reason he didn't attempt to throw Wufei 100 feet as the Chinese boy closed on him. His sweet voice was pitched to carry above the roar of the hungry flames behind him.
"It was the same set of circumstances. The same failure. I want to talk to Yurst." Quatre's tone of voice said 'you can take me to Yurst or I can run over you on my way.'
Wufei didn't bother to answer. His aim was not to get in Quatre's way but to speed the boy up. He simply stepped around him, covering his back as they retreated to the area where Heero and the others were. The resistance gunfire was growing less frequent as Heero continued to eliminate opposition men, but there were also sound of other troops arriving from further inside the area.
Quatre turned quickly. His sharp hearing alerting him to the arrival of more enemies. The mission was not completed. Looking around he spotted a downed enemy and the gun in the dead man's hand. Catching the weapon with the toe of his boot, Quatre flipped the gun up into his hands.
They wanted this base shut down.. they were going to get it shut right down their throats. Stepping a little inside Wufei so he again stood between Wufei and danger, he faced the approaching troops. It was easier then trying to shoot around the Chinese boy. Sighting his weapon, Quatre joined Heero and Trowa in the mopping up.
Wufei cursed and went to one knee. Snatching Sally's gun from his waistband, he squeezed off a round of supporting fire from the side of the little blonde. Wufei too was angry but he did not trust the situation or the circumstances. He heard Quatre's acquired weapon hit empty almost before the Arabian realized he was out of ammunition.
Grabbing Quatre by the sleeve Wufei swung and propelled the small blonde towards the others and whirled, hearing the cock of a weapon much too close. He saw a soldier who had run forward recklessly to attack the infiltrators. Wufei only had time enough to place his body between the soldier and Quatre before the man fired. The rounds hit Wufei in the chest and shoulder, bringing him down.
End Part 10
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