This is my first GW fic ever. o.O Please don't hurt me...
Gundam Wing and it's characters are copyright Sotsu, Sunrise, and some other people, don't own them and have never claimed to. Please don't sue me, you won't get much....
"Trusting You,"
Part 1
by Shi-chan
http://nothingisforever.cjb.net
Duo slammed his control stick hard and to the left in an attempt to avoid a blast from one of the close mobile suits.
"Where th' hell are they all _coming_ from?!" he yelled in frustration, dodging another attack from the side.
Quatre's face appeared on the moniter above Duo's head. "More reinforcements coming from the east..." the blonde pilot informed him solemnly.
Duo brought his Gundam furthur back into the trees in hopes of avoiding a virtual wall of enemy Tauruses advancing on him. "Kusoooo...."
Quatre's gloomy visage was replaced by the grimmer face of Heero Yuy. "We're getting out of here. Mission failed."
Duo's head jerked up to meet the deep colbalt eyes of the boy he admired and loved. "You can't be serious."
Heero looked intent on the battle before him. "The base is gone. Mission failed...we retreat."
"Injustice!" Duo spotted Wufei locked in mortal combat with another mobile suit, way in the distance, and he found it difficult for the moment to keep his mind on his own peril. Mechanically he swung his Gundam's left fist into the torso of another enemy. "Wu-man!"
"Shut up, Maxwell!"
Duo grinned to himself and started to bash a path through the army of Tauruses and mobile dolls before him. He saw Wing smash one last enemy before shooting high into the sky and hovering for a moment before assisting Trowa with escaping from the stack of enemies before him.
The Gundams Shenlong and Heavyarms disengaged themselves from the battle and powered up to escape, getting several hundred meters away from the battle before stopping to wait for Heero, Duo, and Quatre to join them. Eventually Wing and Sandrock lifted into the air to join them, leaving Duo in his Deathscythe still on the ground, pounding enemy after enemy in an effort to get away.
Once Heero and Quatre reached their comrades, however, Quatre's worried face again appeared on Duo's moniter. "Duo? Do you need help down there?"
"Naw, I'm fine," Duo grunted, cleaving another mobile suit in half with his scythe blade.
"If you're sure..." Sandrock started to edge back to the battlefield.
Heero appeared above Duo again. "Get out of there. Now."
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Duo complained. "You know there are an awful lot of suits RIGHT ON TOP OF ME so just a second, I'll be right there, yes!"
Heero's face was a cross between worry and anger. "Duo. Get the hell out of there! I'm coming to help."
The scythe cut down three more enemies, but they were still coming strong. All the remaining mobile suits were focused on this one goal of defeating the lone Gundam pilot, damaged and weary. Sandrock and Wing were coming back for him now, but they were kind of hard to see in the dark. Duo wondered idly when it had gotten so dark, and lifted Deathscythe's huge hand to swipe the offending enemies away.
Duo was violently jarred from behind by an unseen suit and his head crashed into the side of his cockpit. Blackness crept into the edges of his vision.
"DUO!" Duo lifted his blood-streaked head despite the incredible pain that wracked through him. A panicked Heero was back on the moniter, almost wresting out of his restraints and bearing down on the flood of mobile suits surrounding Duo. Quatre was close behind, calling his name over the comm unit.
"Oi, Heero, I didn't know you cared..." the American pilot grinned weakly. He couldn't see his friend's Gundam but felt the vibrations in the ground and wondered if Heero was decimating them. Heero got more effective when he was angry.
"Duo, what the hell are you talking about?!?!? Of course I....I..."
Duo looked into Heero's conflicting eyes. "You..." he gasped as another bone-shattering blow came from behind him despite Heero's efforts. The blackness hovering on the edges of his vision wavered and engulfed him, and Duo Maxwell knew no more.
Gundam Wing and it's characters are copyright Sotsu, Sunrise, and some other people, don't own them and have never claimed to. Please don't sue me, you won't get much....
"Trusting You,"
Part 1
by Shi-chan
http://nothingisforever.cjb.net
Duo slammed his control stick hard and to the left in an attempt to avoid a blast from one of the close mobile suits.
"Where th' hell are they all _coming_ from?!" he yelled in frustration, dodging another attack from the side.
Quatre's face appeared on the moniter above Duo's head. "More reinforcements coming from the east..." the blonde pilot informed him solemnly.
Duo brought his Gundam furthur back into the trees in hopes of avoiding a virtual wall of enemy Tauruses advancing on him. "Kusoooo...."
Quatre's gloomy visage was replaced by the grimmer face of Heero Yuy. "We're getting out of here. Mission failed."
Duo's head jerked up to meet the deep colbalt eyes of the boy he admired and loved. "You can't be serious."
Heero looked intent on the battle before him. "The base is gone. Mission failed...we retreat."
"Injustice!" Duo spotted Wufei locked in mortal combat with another mobile suit, way in the distance, and he found it difficult for the moment to keep his mind on his own peril. Mechanically he swung his Gundam's left fist into the torso of another enemy. "Wu-man!"
"Shut up, Maxwell!"
Duo grinned to himself and started to bash a path through the army of Tauruses and mobile dolls before him. He saw Wing smash one last enemy before shooting high into the sky and hovering for a moment before assisting Trowa with escaping from the stack of enemies before him.
The Gundams Shenlong and Heavyarms disengaged themselves from the battle and powered up to escape, getting several hundred meters away from the battle before stopping to wait for Heero, Duo, and Quatre to join them. Eventually Wing and Sandrock lifted into the air to join them, leaving Duo in his Deathscythe still on the ground, pounding enemy after enemy in an effort to get away.
Once Heero and Quatre reached their comrades, however, Quatre's worried face again appeared on Duo's moniter. "Duo? Do you need help down there?"
"Naw, I'm fine," Duo grunted, cleaving another mobile suit in half with his scythe blade.
"If you're sure..." Sandrock started to edge back to the battlefield.
Heero appeared above Duo again. "Get out of there. Now."
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Duo complained. "You know there are an awful lot of suits RIGHT ON TOP OF ME so just a second, I'll be right there, yes!"
Heero's face was a cross between worry and anger. "Duo. Get the hell out of there! I'm coming to help."
The scythe cut down three more enemies, but they were still coming strong. All the remaining mobile suits were focused on this one goal of defeating the lone Gundam pilot, damaged and weary. Sandrock and Wing were coming back for him now, but they were kind of hard to see in the dark. Duo wondered idly when it had gotten so dark, and lifted Deathscythe's huge hand to swipe the offending enemies away.
Duo was violently jarred from behind by an unseen suit and his head crashed into the side of his cockpit. Blackness crept into the edges of his vision.
"DUO!" Duo lifted his blood-streaked head despite the incredible pain that wracked through him. A panicked Heero was back on the moniter, almost wresting out of his restraints and bearing down on the flood of mobile suits surrounding Duo. Quatre was close behind, calling his name over the comm unit.
"Oi, Heero, I didn't know you cared..." the American pilot grinned weakly. He couldn't see his friend's Gundam but felt the vibrations in the ground and wondered if Heero was decimating them. Heero got more effective when he was angry.
"Duo, what the hell are you talking about?!?!? Of course I....I..."
Duo looked into Heero's conflicting eyes. "You..." he gasped as another bone-shattering blow came from behind him despite Heero's efforts. The blackness hovering on the edges of his vision wavered and engulfed him, and Duo Maxwell knew no more.