10-Jul-2000
Disclaimers: I don't own GW. I'm poor. This story is for entertainment only. It has yaoi and violence. If you can't deal, don't read. So there.
Tyr. This is the missing piece of this fic.
The estate was a one-hundred room mansion on over twenty miles of land owned by the Winner family and it was currently being overrun by one longhaired bundle of energy. This first year after the second war had been rough on all the pilots. Each tried in their way to make life work, but mostly all they had was each other. Quatre invited them here to get away from the reality of life and give them a chance to breathe again.
Duo was, predictably, overjoyed and accepted immediately. Heero and Trowa were slower to accept, but had. Wufei, due to his involvement in the second war, didn't feel he should come. Duo visited the former pilot. After several hours of yelling that could be heard throughout Wufei's apartment building, the Asian accepted the invitation. Thus all the pilots attended the reunion.
Heero arrived, predictably, a day before the others and was followed by the Queen. It was almost amusing to watch Heero try to avoid the determined young woman. Trowa took a room near Quatre's, to the joy and annoyance of several family members. Quatre's family loved the idea that he'd finally found someone, but they worried about an heir. Wufei stayed as far from the others as possible; unsure of what they would think of him.
The tension in the mansion grew to enormous levels by the end of the first day. Rashid brooded over the bruises he'd seen on Duo's arms. Relena followed Heero everywhere frustrating the poor man's attempts to be alone with his lover. Quatre's sisters alternately pushed Trowa and him together and told him of wonderful women who were worthy to bear his child. Trowa, always a shy man, seemed a little panicked at all the attention he was suddenly getting. Duo watched the events unfold.
By dinnertime, almost no one was speaking in anything other than monosyllables. Duo could hardly stand it. They were here to relax and get away from all the bad things in their lives. Not be stressed out. Unable to take anymore, the former pilot of Deathscythe launched into a non-stop monologue full of jokes and puns.
At first, all he got were glares. Then there were threats. Finally, smiles and laughter erupted across the table. Not even the Perfect Soldier could resist the full force of Duo's personality for long. By the time dessert was served, everyone was acting like the old friends and family they were. Relena and the girls decided to go on a shopping trip in the morning and give "the boys a chance to bond" as Iria put it. The evening ended on that high note.
The next morning, three cars full of giggling young women set off to invade the near by mall. Thirty-five of the Manganacs went along to ensure their safety. No sooner did the car clear the gate than both Quatre and Rashid had a terrible sense of foreboding. Each went to check the various security stations; neither made it.
All morning the mansion had been invaded; each man or group going to a specific part of the house and dealing with one target. The men moved like professionals. The first group overran the security guards without any alarm being sounded. The second, carefully captured all the guards walking the grounds. The third group rounded up the staff. The final group separated to take the pilots.
Wufei was taken in the garden while practicing his katas. One man kept the pilot's attention while two more grabbed him from behind, covering his face with a spray of chloroform.
Heero was taken in the main hall. Three tranquilizer darts hit the young man at the same moment. There was barely time to register the hits before unconsciousness claimed him.
Trowa sensed his attackers and managed to kill one of them before they got the chloroform out. Even as the drug stole his awareness, he issued a loud roar. The sound, full of pain and anger, echoed through the house.
Rashid and Quatre were taken at the exact moment they heard Trowa's yell. Rashid was hit with five darts containing a very powerful sedative. He was out before hitting the ground. Four men dragged the small blond down and covered his nose and mouth with a drug soaked cloth.
The last two to be taken were the ones to cause most of the trouble. Abdul heard the yell and found himself surrounded. Instinct drove him to dive at the smaller of the attackers. Surprised by the tactic, the men didn't react for several seconds. It was enough time for the Arab to escape from their trap leaving a dead invader behind him. He managed to make to the front door before they tackled him from behind. A short battle resulted. Two more invaders lay dead at its end and Abdul lay beaten into submission.
Duo heard Trowa and turned in time to face a man holding a cloth. Not willing to stand around and find out what the cloth was for, the pilot lashed out, crushing the other's windpipe. Two more attackers showed up as Duo tried to hide the body; they too fell to the self-proclaimed God of Death. Unfortunately, the young fighter did not hear a man slipping through the shadows behind him. The dart hit him squarely between the shoulder blades.
Duo spun to find a rather unremarkable looking man. Average height, build, and coloring. His eyes, however, sent shivers down Duo's back. There was something truly evil in those cold eyes. As the world began to spin around the young pilot, strong arms encircled him and hands moved over his body.
"Leave him alone, Kyle." His shooter spoke. "Shinigami belongs to me. That was part of the deal."
Duo slid into darkness with that statement echoing in his mind.
Only a short while later, everyone was gathered in the study and bound. Abdul could only watch as the one called Kyle dragged a chained Heero from the room. He felt certain he knew what was going to happen; it was written in the lust prevalent on the man's face. All the young Arab could do was wait as one by one the others awoke and became aware of their situation. As time went on, the terrorists began to look bored and Abdul felt his stomach tighten at the thought of what might happen. It was going to be a long day. He just hoped they all survived it.
End Part 1
Phoenix
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