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'Til Death us do part	By : ClareSelley Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Crossovers Views: 896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Duo Maxwell crept along the air conditioning duct, pausing occasionally to listen for any hint that his infiltration had been detected, although he knew well that there was very little chance of that ever happening. He had no idea why G insisted on this particular mission being an assassination – after all, it would've been a lot easier to just blow the whole place sky high and have done with it... the OZ tactician guy would have been just as dead either way.

He paused as guards passed beneath his vent and discarded their idle chatter as useless after listening in on it for a few seconds. After they'd passed he continued his slow crawl towards the room that, according to the plans he'd scrounged up, was where Dr. Alax Adams was scheduled for an early meeting with death.

Minutes later he was staring out the grill in the man's office, the sheer amount of paper and old Earth books it contained stunning the pilot. There had to be at least a small fortune of antiques piled up around the man, the shelves and floor stacked with everything from crumbling paper books to old Earth electronic readers and more modern terminals, with more spread haphazardly across the tactician's large desk.

Quatre would be in heaven, he thought, removing his gun with a silent sigh, cocking the gun noiselessly and checking the silencer in place on the muzzle as he tucked his knives back into the flight suit. The blonde would kill him if he knew he'd got blood all over what looked like historical documents.

The man tilted his head, as if he'd heard something, then shook his messy brown hair as he resumed studying the paperwork in front of him.

Taking a careful cold aim at the man's back, he sent a bullet flying towards the man's heart.

Dr. Adams jerked silently, the bullet entering cleanly, and a blossom of blood bloomed over the man's shirt at the entrance wound. The pilot paused for a moment, waiting to see if any alarms went off or guards rushed in - they shouldn't, he'd looped the security cameras - but it paid to be careful.

Removing the grill, he let himself down to the floor carefully, quietly moving towards the prone body. A pallor was already spreading over the man's face, the skin clammy as Duo checked the lack of pulse in the throat. The hazel eyes were wide and glazing with death. The bullet had passed straight through the man, and the pilot dug it out from the desk, pocketing it and hoping Winner never saw the dent in what looked like an actual wooden antique desk to his limited knowledge.

"Meet the God of Death." Duo hissed in the dead man's ear, glancing over the plans and documents spread over the desk, and quickly typing a few commands into the computer terminal to find the latest information the man had.

Downloading the information to a disk, he spent a few moments looking around the small office, noting books on ancient generals, Napoleon, Hannibal and Chrushak to name a few, that looked almost as old as the desk, mingling with newer OZ technical manuals, although none he hadn't gotten his hands on already. Then there were scrolls and books made of precious wood that he'd never seen or heard of even existing before, covered with symbols and languages he'd never seen before.

Grinning to himself, he swiped a small book, covered with symbols he faintly recognised as old Japanese, Heero would probably enjoy it - maybe a little light reading would loosen the guy up - and, hey, it wasn't as if Adams would be needing it any more.

Pulling himself back from surveying the wealth of information and pocketing the book, he glanced back once at the dead man before climbing back up to the duct, carefully replacing the grill and heading back outside to Deathscythe and freedom.

The guard watching the security tapes narrowed his eyes. Adams hadn't moved for at least an hour and while the technician seemed to live in that room, even sleeping there at times, he was in exactly the same position, not even twitching in sleep.

Grabbing his communicator, the guard barked a quick order, "This is Observation. Technicians required for cameras S14Q3C32 and S14Q3C33. Squad B4 to S14Q3D2."

Waiting and watching the screens, he cursed as the man remained still. What seemed like hours later, the radio crackled into life. "T5 to Observation. The cameras have been rewired. Repeat. Cameras rewired. Alert Security."

The guard cursed again, bringing the communicator up and sending out a base-wide alert to security.

As he gave out the orders, the screen went to static for a moment before resolving to a clear - and live - picture.

The guards streamed into Dr Adam's room, the door opening onto the usual chaos of the office.

"Yes, gentleman?" The man at the desk turned, blinking away from the book he'd been studying intently at the squad of men pouring into his office. "Can I help you?"

"Dr. Adams, we believe there's a security breach. Please come with us." the Captain said, moving forward.

Alax sighed, "Of course, but I'm a bit busy at the moment with this research. Will this take long?" Standing up, he closed a drawer on his desk, locking it securely to hide the blood stained shirt. He grimaced at the mark in the desk where he presumed the bullet had lodged as he allowed the guards to escort him from his office - it would not be cheap to repair it, especially with a war on.
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