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Void	By : Sephanie Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male > Heero/Duo Views: 1605 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1

The room was dark and cold, well I think any room would be very cold to anyone, who was strung up in the middle and attached onto the ceiling naked, by long cold chains, with my arms over my head, my wrists tided together with fingers splayed out, little barbwire wraps around each finger. Then the wire, trails down around my wrist’s like spinney ivy. My head was heavy with fatigue; my brain was feeling fuzzy, from all the torture my body and mind have been enduring for the last few months. It seemed I had been locked in here for days…forgotten, left to rot like a bloody puppet in a closet.

The small room smelled strong of blood and waste which was sickening at first. I suppose humans really do have an amazing way about them to adjust to everything. Well least this human dose maybe a weaker person would have confessed everything by now and been set free. Either that or they may have already died from the sheer shock of pain that was given throughout these last few slow agonizing months.

I won’t lie torture hurts like a mother fucking bitch, that still won’t make me talk though, pain won’t make me spill my secrets. Well I suppose that is a lie, I will talk I’ll swear worse then a sailor, but I won’t tell any secret even if I am losing blood by the pint into the metal drain below my feet which I am dangling three feet over. The blood trickles down my slender body, like crimson streams to my toes where the red rubies would drip and fall toward the metal grate below, like rain to splash into the pool of my own blood under the stone floor.

My head lolled toward my chest I was so tired from the blood lose, my arms had lost the feeling in them long ago. I wondered if I’d ever be able to have use of them again. My legs were also wrapped together with barbwire my feet crisscrossed over one another, if I made to much movement as to struggle to escape I would get electrocuted. The little teeth of the wires would dig into my skin to give me a nice blue light wake up call, it always seemed even if I only made a slight move that I was always getting zapped. The wires were not lenient or forgiving.

My body started to shiver from the blood lose and from being so exhausted, it appeared my body thought the best way to handle the situation was to tremble. I had no control over this and as I started to tremble I got that horrible blue shock that rushed through my body and made a brilliant blue lighting show in the pitch dark room.

I had a feeling though that the sick Oz soldier’s were watching me, from some kind of infrared cameras the entire time I am sure they were jerking off to this right now. Well perhaps on a normal day, which apparently this was not one of them, I found the shocking came to a much faster end then it normally would. The electrocution could normally be monitored enough to make me feel the needed pain without killing me or frying my brain into deep fried noodle. So the shocking could last up to ten minutes which was the normal time my body would bounce. I’d wriggle around like a bloody worm on a hook, when this happened the metal chain would swing back and forth my flesh would dig into the zapping biting teeth of the wire. The ripping teeth would cause more blood to spill over my crimson soaked flesh.

Once the ten minutes would end I’d hear that same crackling voice come over a louder speaker from the left corner of the room behind me. Asking me if I was ready to talk, I normally tell them to go shove scissors down their throats, or fuck themselves sideways with a hot cattle prod. Or come in here and let me put my bloody foot in there groin or let me shove these chains up their nose. This would normally result in my body getting a hot saltwater bath, that would be dumped over me from the metal grates over my head. This was normally the only cleaning I would be granted. It hurt like fucking hell to have hot water and salt going into my wounds that were freshly opened.

Again nothing like this happened, “Maxwell is that you?” I hear a voice ask this, what the hell kind of question was that? I wondered wouldn’t the dumb fucks know by now that yes this was Maxwell they were tormenting! At least I’d hope they would know that much by now maybe… Then again I never told them my name either so I suppose they could ask this but it just seemed funny after spending months with these fuckers and them not actually knowing my name it just seemed weird to me. Wait a minute I don’t think it was “is that you….” I think it was more along the lines of “Maxwell I am coming for you.”

I shook my head of this silly thought maybe the blue lighting was finally, getting to my brain what little bits I may still have that are clinging to the walls of my head. Then I realized I didn’t get another shock, when I shook my head in fact the teeth had stopped making the zapping sounds all together. Now that I think about it was rather silent in here since the power seemed to have been shut off so the humming of the evil wires had been silenced.

Then the silences was broken into, with gun fire coming from outside of my cell the firing was faint at first then it became louder as it got closer. I could hear men screaming as they were shot and killed. As the bullets were slicing through the air and cutting into their flesh causing loud liquid sloshing sounds as the blood was sprayed from the impact. I was a very visual person plus when I have pretty much been blind for so long my other senses pick up on things easier and I can practically see through walls. Well I also wonder if my abilities become even more enhanced after I get shocked it just seems my brain is more alert.

It seemed the gunfire and yelling lasted only a few seconds, and all went silent outside my door. Then I heard a high pitched metallic sound as if the leaver to my cell was twisted to the side. Which apparently it was, cause the next second the door to my little sardine can was yanked open then white light flooded the room. Causing me to have to shut my eyes and wrinkle my face in protest to the offensive light that felt like little needles in my eyes.

Heero’s POV

I was so frustrated with myself, more so with Maxwell and at the thought that he allowed himself to once again become caught. Part of me was tempted to leave the boy just in hopes he might learn some kind of a lesson. I was frustrated that it took me four months to find this hidden OZ base. I was thinking this as I flew there in my Gundam which was a jet at the moment I was high flying and silent.

I had finally found out where they had taken Duo, from spying around as an OZ agent once I got wind of where he was I sniffed out his trail tell I found him. Which didn’t take me long at all once I located   my lover it took me half a day to travel here. Unfortunately I was on the wrong side of the earth! Once I got my hands on Maxwell I was going to make sure that, this annoying businesses, of him getting caught would never happen again. I was sick of not being able to find him, I am lucky at least I know he was still alive it appears. OZ loves playing with its food. Or they were really trying milk information from Duo, which meant my sexy bishie wasn’t talking. So I was proud about that. The fact he had gotten caught again was unacceptable.

I fly toward the jungle base in my Gundam. I caught a vortex and slowly circled down toward the earth like a huge buzzard. I had already jammed all their radios and radars with my lap top at my secret location before making the flight. I turned all their cameras into little exploding bombs around the base. They never knew I was coming nor did they get footage of my Gundam as I could not afford to get caught at this time.

As soon as I was near enough to the towers I transformed my Gundam into its normal mobile suit mode I landed on the south side of the base. I opened fire and had shot four machine cannon missiles at the buildings right at the weak points, they screamed from the cannons and went flying into all the watch towers before they could sound the alarm. I watched them explode and crumble to the ground they were at least 45 foot tall brick buildings, with blinkers on them so helicopters and other small flying airplanes could see the towers at night or for fog or cloud coverage.

They made rumbling sounds as they crashed to the ground I don’t know why but watching things becoming destroyed brings me such a rush of adrenaline, and the fact I was the one who caused it made me laugh even more. I was not laughing yet I still needed to get my bitch back.

  I destroyed all the mobile suit hangers and any mobile suits standing around guarding the small base with my saber beam swords. I could hear the sound of ripping metal as I would slash the mobile suits easier then butter I pretty much left the base a pile of rubble on the outside.

The base was in a jungle in South America, I had been in Africa in another secret OZ base. I was going to rip every brick from this building. Maxwell was lucky this was an OZ base or he may have had to wait another month I do not cut off any of my missions for anyone. Even for my lover besides I am sure he understands that all too well now. As I was looking for my love it just so happened all the bases I needed to hit where in the same direction as this one. The more OZ bases I can take out the better I reasoned with myself.

Once I was sure the outside perimeter was cleared of all escape routes for any type of transportation be it in the air or on the ground. I got out of my gundam holding my two light weight assault rifles. I shot open the front doors, once all the glass shattered away I ran inside everyone had been knocked out earlier from the sleeping gas I had escape from the exploding cameras.

Once I had located where Duo was it was I could even hack the camera they had pointed on him in his torture chamber. I found out what cell block he was in but I had to go to the control room to turn off the electricity it was the only thing I couldn’t do from my own lap top. So I walked around the fallen bodies that lay scattered about on the floor and went to the second level to a room with large monitors. That was showing Duo in what appeared to be a very horrible and painful trap of barbwire .

“Damn Maxwell, you always have to get yourself into the worst fixes.” I muttered to myself which I won’t admit to anyone but I believe I picked up this talking to myself thing from Duo. We normally spent all our time together if he isn’t busy being captured.

I shook my head and yanked the men who were passed out in front of the controls to the floor and shot them both in their heads. Though maybe I should have let them live so I could torment them there was no real time for that. My emotions acted for me that time I looked up when I heard the sound of something crackling. I see Duo’s body was surrounded by blue lighting his body was wiggling around like a bug caught in a horrid spider’s web.

I look around on the controls it didn’t take me long to figure out which was the one to turn off the power. So I quickly turned it off as I did this I heard some heavy foot fall coming up the steps. It appeared not everyone had been destroyed. I went to the door and leaned against the wall, as the men came up the steps I quickly determined how far away from me they where. Before I turned my body just right so I could aim the gun at the men’s knees I shot the gun one time and it sailed through the first three men’s knees and was stopped in the last man’s leg all three of them fell screaming to the floor. This tripped the other three up who fell on top of them. Then I felt someone was coming up behind me, I could hear the ragged breathing, before they could touch me, I used the butt of the gun and sunk it into their ribs, I heard a crunching sound which caused him to gasp and fall back to the ground. I kicked the man in the head with the heal of my boot and snapped his neck.

The other three men by now had gotten up I noticed they only had hand guns. I quickly moved out into the hallway holding my two assault rifles firmly at my sides and let the bullets fly. When I shoot I aim to kill I watched as the bullets sail through the air and tare past the skin and chest plate ripping past their muscles and tissue making large bloody creators in their chest before their knees gave, they fell face first in the their own blood.

I heard a gun fire from behind me, It only took me a second to register the bullet was coming straight to the back of my head. I quickly move to the right and duck down and pivot on my left foot and bend my knees as two more men were coming toward me. I shot my one rifle wanting to save my bullets if I had to though it appeared this may be the last attackers, I walked toward the two men dodging each bullet they shot at me, one nearly grazed me as I had to duck to the left I heard it sing past my hear.

Both these men who were dressed in business suits apparently didn’t know how to use a gun very well. One seemed to think holding the gun sideways was a good tactic. When really it was a waste of time, as I ran toward the men dodging each bullet I jumped over them and shot them both in the head’s with my guns it sounded like the bullets sunk into watermelon as I landed behind them and they fell forward with blood oozing from the foreheads.

I put my back to the wall next to the torture cell and look both ways down the hallway to see if there was anyone else who wanted to die today. It appeared like no one else was ready to meet there maker. Maxwell was going to pay for this messy entrance I had to make, I was going to annihilate the OZ base once I got his ass out of here. There would be no one left to tell any tales. I’d make sure of this personally myself.

Once I waited a few minutes and was sure no one was going to blast me from behind, I turned to the jail cell I saw that is had what appeared to be a large latch lever that was locked to the right. I had straps on my guns so I let my gun go to hang against my sides, and I put my hand on the, latch and I pushed it to the left and then pulled the door open and let it bang against the wall. I wasn’t greeted with the most pleasant of smells. Nor a very pleasant sight my lover looked to be like a raw butchered pig hung up for the slaughter only a pig that was still alive.

Though I’d have to say he was much better looking then a pig even if he was all bloody, I suppose perhaps he looked more like a morbid doll. A beautiful morbid bloody doll, I walk into the room I watched him lift his tired head.

“Maxwell, can you understand me?” I wondered wanting to see if I couldn’t get some kind of response from him to find out whether or not he was still able to communicate with words. Or if he lost his voice with so much screaming and no water. I gazed over the contraption in which he was rigged up on I noticed that if he was lowered to the ground the teeth on the barbed wire would relax back. I also saw that on the floor it was slicked with his blood and waste around the grate. This must of happened after his most recent electrocution when he had appeared to be trying to sleep.

“Yes,” came a very merger reply his voice sounded shot so clearly he had been without water for awhile.

Duo’s POV

I couldn’t believe it, though suppose sometimes it really makes no difference if one believes something or not its really true. Heero had really come for me, he was hear I think… “Is this a dream or am I dead and finally going to hell?” I wondered through my dry and crackled voice.

Heero made no answer in his very no nonsense Heero like way, and walked over to the chain’s wheel on the wall and started to lower me to the ground it made a loud clinging sound as he did this. Once he was satisfied with how low I was he walked over and started to carefully free me of my binds.

“At the moment, I think you should have wished you were dead before I found you Maxwell.” Came his cold reply, I am not surprised by this in the least, though I could tell he was joking. This was his way of showing how relieved he was to see I was actually still living without actually admitting it. My arms felt like lead once he got them free. “You will have to come with me naked I don’t want you in this place any longer. I will wash you up and tend to your wounds in the safe house.” Heero informed me, “Also you will have to ride on my back so I can carry my guns.” Heero helped me get on to his back so that I could stay on him securely enough without falling off.

Once Heero had everything balanced he came to the edge of the door and stuck his gun out first to make sure there wouldn’t be any bullet fire and he used the mirror on the end to make sure no one was hiding and waiting. Once the cost was clear he walked out of the cell with me. Like I was his own personal human cape. He still had to hold onto my arms I still had no feeling in them at present my entire body was coating the back of him in blood. I buried my face in his neck as we went out the way he had come. I had noticed a few bloody corpses on the way out, that was my Heero no one fucks with him. I felt loved that he risked everything to come and save me though I am sure he didn’t risk any missions I wouldn’t expect him to. As we get outside I blink my eyes and look around once again I am not surprised to see it looked like a full scale battle had gone on. Though I knew it was only Heero who caused this damage. I felt a flicker of a smirk on my face when I thought about this once again that was my lover for you.

Heero carried me to his gundam and he easily got us up to the cockpit, he maneuvered us so he could sit in the seat and I’d be on his lap. He moved my body so my head could rest against the nap of his neck. He shut the cock pit door once it snapped closed I felt so much saver like I was in the home clear. “Hmn Heero thank you for…”

He cut my off by grabbing my face and turning it up so I could look into his deep sparkling blue eyes. “Don’t thank me just yet, my love.” Heero’s voice was cold like always, “your in trouble with me,” Heero’s grip was like a metal vice on my jaw, he crushed his lips against mine. The kiss was rough against my bloody mouth. He didn’t seem to care and suckled on my lips the kiss would smear some of my blood onto his lips.

He had pressed his tongue in passed my lips it seemed he needed to kiss me for a renewed breath of air perhaps even to confirm to himself I was really in his lap I felt his fingers grip the base of my hair as he kissed me.

I knew this kiss was the most loving thing I would get from Heero he would never tell me he missed me or worried. Though I could feel it in his kiss, I hate that I had to cause him to do all of this to get my stupid ass out of trouble. I heard Wing Zero start up and transform into a jet, Heero apparently had done all of this while kissing me. I felt the jet lift up into the air, he finally broke the kiss when we were air born so he could steer.   I really didn’t know what to say to him though most of the time I could come up with something I knew he was upset with me.

I still tried to lighten the mood, “Well least I never gave off any information right?” I wondered to Heero hoping he’d be proud of that. “To be honest I didn’t think you would come…” Heero cut me off without words. His cold blue gaze with that sharp annoyed look in them shut me up.

“Well you are even more stupid then I thought then,” Heero said looking back to where he was driving. “Of course I would come for you, I looked everywhere, thanks to you I had two missions to complete find Maxwell and do the one I was meant to do in the first place. I just want you to know that you are never doing this again.”

I was really in no mood to argue with him, on this and how my tired body and mind was feeling at the moment. I could very much agree with him. “I’d have to agree getting tormented for so long is not something I really wanna make a habit out of.” I said sarcastically my eye lids were becoming heavy, despite the tight fit of me on Heero’s lap with the shoulder straps pressing against my bloody wounds. This was the most comfort I had gotten in so long. Even if I was sitting on Heero who normally felt like a skeleton this was more cozy then barbwire to me at the moment.

“Hmn,” Was the only response I got to my jesting before I finally drifted off into a much needed black out or sleep. I did find the humming of Wing Zero to be a nice soothing lullaby.
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