27-Mar-2001
Disclaimers: I don’t own GW or any series. I am poor. I only own my cat….just don’t tell her that, she thinks it’s the other way around. These are teasers for things I am currently working on…but I have NO inspiration of late and can’t really write….just come up with these things. Let me know what you think so I know if I’m on the right track or should give up. Thanks.
These stories contain YAOI...this means guys like guys. Here you will find violence, sex, mention of NCS, groping, and something that may offend. If you cannot deal...don't read!
Duo struggled against the drug. Everything felt like lead and it was a fight to open his eyelids. At last, he managed to get them open enough to see his surroundings. The last pilot was laying on what he guessed to be an examining table. The rest of the room was covered with medical equipment, utensils, and vials of liquid. At least he thought so; things were very hazy.
“You should be coming around now, Duo.” A familiar voice came from his left. “Look at me.”
Almost against his will, Duo’s head turned until he could see a dim figure standing over him.
“Focus you eyes, Son.” The voice said softly.
Again, the American found himself obeying. He didn’t fight the orders because he wanted to know who was behind the death of his friends and allies, but nothing could have prepared him for the culprit’s real identity.
“You’re dead,” Duo gasped. “You died with the others. There was nothing left.”
“You never had time to search for all of us. More survived than the Alliance thought. We’ve been working together all this t time.” The man smiled. “I have waited a long time to see you again. Though I do regret the circumstances of our reunion. This should be a happy occasion.” Here the man sighed and a sad expression claimed his face.
“I had hoped the loss of your friends would drive you past the borders of sanity. It would have made things so much easier. Now we’ll have to break you ourselves. I really did not want to hurt you like that.” Turning he pulled a syringe from his pocket and uncapped it.
“I promise you, once you are more pliable to our cause, the treatments will stop. Then you can be with us again. Don’t fight this, Duo. It will only hurt more that way and change nothing. No one, not even your precious Heero, has ever been able to fight this drug.”
Duo’s mind whirled as the one person he’d always felt sure would never hurt him thrust the needle into his arm. Liquid fire burned along his vein tracing the drug’s path.
“No,” he tried to yell, but it came out a whisper. “Why? Why?”
“Because,” a hand gently stroked his now sweat soaked forehead, “all the sinners must be destroyed. And you, my dearest child, are the key to the world’s destruction and salvation.”
It was the last thing the longhaired man heard before the world became nothing except fire and pain.
End Part 4
So? Know who it is yet?
Phoenix
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