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Descent of an Angel	By : Ardra Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male > Heero/Duo Views: 3701 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of the characters from it. This is purely fun, not for profit. I don't remember who they really belong to.

Chapter List
- 1-Descent of an Angel
- 2-Chapter1
- 3-Chapter 2
- 4-Chapter 3
- 5-Chapter 4
- 6-Chapter 5
- 7-Ch. 6
- 8-Ch. 7
- 9-Ch. 8
- 10-Chapter 9
- 11-Chapter 10
- 12-Chapter 11
- 13-Chapter 12
- 14-13
- 15-Ch. 14
- 16-15
- 17-ch. 16
- 18-17
- 19-18
- 17
- 18
- 19
Time seemed to stop all at once. No one breathed, no one moved, and no one could stop looking at the sight. Even some of Relena's subordinates, and Relena herself, had a almost flabbergasted look on her face. Duo made a soft, whimpering noise, swallowing hard before he was shoved back by S, flicking blood from the blade of his knife.

"Duo!" Heero called, pulling at the restraints with all his might, but the metal wasn't giving.

The others watched Duo clutch the left side of his midsection, pressing to the stab wound there.

"You fucking idiot!" Relena screamed at S, smacking him hard in the face, her nails raking across his flesh, "How the fuck is he suppose to pilot the Machine now?"

S blinked at Relena in surprise, at first it was because of the smack and the way she spoke to him, but then it seemed to dawn on him what he'd done.

"I was just protecting you." S murmured softly, not taking his eyes off the irate woman.

"I didn't fucking need the protection! What the hell is with you two? You try to shoot him and now you stab him. Pagan!"

The old man flinched at her high octave but did nothing else, waiting for her to say what she wanted.

"Get N, and patch him up. Make sure he can at least pilot a little before he bleeds to death. Fitting end for a street rat, anyways." she grumbled, turning her glare to Duo, who was again visibly trembling, his face ashen as he tried to stop the blood flow as Pagan motioned to someone, who rushed forward.

The man, dressed in, yet again, a pristine, pressed suit, and a large briefcase that he set beside Duo, who seemed like he was in a trance. The man whispered something low to Duo, making Duo bow his head and allowed the man to sit him on the ground. Heero was livid, his left hand was bleeding from the cuts the cuffs made on his wrists. He moved his hand, smearing the blood over the cuffs as the man, N, opened his briefcase, took a couple of gauze pads and lifted his shirt, shoving them rather forcefully into Duo's wound. Duo winced, biting his lip as he was treated. The man then wrapped his midsection in gauze tightly then looked to Relena, nodding to her.

"Che. This is all turning into a parade of shit. Duo, we're going inside the fire!" she called, looking impatient.

Duo looked up at Relena for the first time since being stabbed and slowly, with the help of N, got to his feet, "Yes, ma'am..." he murmured mechanically, his voice as deadpan as Heero's was at one point, sending a chill down all the other pilot's backs.

"You." Relena growled as S, "You carry him. He strains himself and dies before I'm done with him, it's your head I'm mounting on my new desk."

S swallowed hard before he nodded, muttering the same honorific as Duo. S picked Duo up, bridal style and carried him twords an unseen door.

"Wait! You fucks, what the hell are you doing?" Heero demanded as Relena followed S, a few suits doing the same until the room only had the pilots, Pegan and a few of a brutish men in it.

Heero snarled at being ignored before he started to struggle more.

"Mr. Yuy. Please stop that. You're going to cut your wrist." Pagen said before he motioned to one of the brutes.

The man huffed and moved over to Heero. Heero glared defiantly at the man, who seemed lost on what he was suppose to do to keep Heero from what he was doing. That slight hesitation was just enough for Heero to use his own blood to slicked the metal and slide his left hand from it. His hand shot forward, grabbing the brute by his huge Adam's Apple and pulled his hand back hard, taking part of the man's neck with him. The man staggered back, trying to scream but the blood from the wound filled his windpipe and throat. Heero grabbed the other restraint, pulling and twisting at it until the metal finally bent and snapped under the pressure.

A loud thud drew Heero's attention from his escape to see the brute had fallen to the ground, a gurgling noise coming from him until he was silent, either drowned in his own blood, or bled too much, he was dead. Heero took the piece of his restraints he'd broken off and chucked it like a Frisbee at an approaching man, the metal finding a resting spot buried a few inches into the man's skull. The force of the throw, knocked the man backwards, where he laid, staring in shock at the ceiling, also dead like the first brute.

Heero leap from the chair, placing his foot against it before he grabbed a hold of it with two hands, pulling hard until the arms of the chair were severed from the chair with a teeth scraping screeching noise. With his two new weapons, Heero used the jagged edges to slit one brute's throat, then used the second to cut Trowa's rope before killing yet another brute. Trowa sprang from his confines now that he was free of them and rushed to Quatra, quickly untying him then Wufei. Before he could get to Zechs, Heero vaulted over the blond man and had Pagen three feet in the air, the jagged metal piece pressed close to his neck.

"Where the fuck did they take him?" Heero snarled at the man, his knuckles turning white at the grip he had on the material, the metal itself giving a rather squeaky whine as it started to bend, "WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY?"

Pagan paled at the sight of Heero before him, making his grey hair blend in with the rest of his skin. Pointing to the unseen door the previous party had left, he trembled as the metal was pressed closer to his neck, "C deck. They're releasing the Machine, and it will only respond to a finger print scan from Maxwell."

"Why?" Wufei asked, coming up beside Heero, using his own strength to loosen the metal on Pagen's throat.

"Ms. Relena didn't want any way for this to be traced back to her. She's going to have Maxwell take the fall for what's going to happen to the world, especially when the Preventers find this place in a few minutes."

"That's why they continued to fucking train him even after he'd given them the blueprints they'd been looking for. You bastards!" Heero snarled, wanting desperately to slit the old man's throat.

"Yuy, we don't have time for this." Wufei reminded him.

Heero glared harder at Pagen, as if doing so would make the man burst into flames, which is more than what he deserved, in Heero's opinion. He let the metal drop from his hand and ran for the door Relena left through. Trowa quickly untied Zechs and the four took off after Heero. Out the door, there were two signs, one that red 'A-O' and pointed to the right then another that read 'P-Z' and pointed to the left.

"C deck... This way." Heero growled, breaking out into a run faster than he'd even ran in his left, only Trowa's long legs was able to keep stride with the furious ex-Wing pilot.

Passing Deck A then B, the ground began to rumble loudly, the sound of hard metal breaking filled the air and the wall beyond C deck was suddenly pushed out by a giant wing, that sliced up the whole building, breaking foundation and dropping asbestos on the pilot's heads. Heero shook his head free of the ruble and ran to the scene just in time to see the last of a multicolored rocket break through the last of the building, it's tail end be set ablaze and it take off towards the heavens.

"What the fuck was that?" Wufei demanded.

Heero ignored him and moved into C Deck, looking around before he spotted what, or who, he was looking for. Duo was propped against the wall and the desk where a large computer stood. His eyes closed, face ashen and barely making a sound but a small wheezing one. Heero, completely forgetting about the rocket and what it could mean, rushed to Duo's side. He picked up Duo's head, letting it roll onto his left arm as he used the right to check on Duo's wound. It was still bleeding, soaking through the pads.

"Duo? Duo, wake up." Heero murmured, shifting Duo so that less blood could run to the stab wound and kept his head slightly elevated.

Duo winced at being moved before he looked up at Heero, pure confusion on his face before he gave Heero a weak smile, "T-took... you... l-long... enough..."

Heero blinked in surprise at Duo's words, "Duo?"

"W-what... comes... after... the... fire?" Duo asked, his voice wavering between his usual voice, and the deadpan one from before.

Heero blinked yet again, not sure what Duo wanted, "What do you mean? Duo?" he called, patting the young male's cheek with his hand.

"The... fire..." Duo murmured again, his voice still wavering and sounded even weaker.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Heero muttered softly.

The others walked into the room, looking at the sight in shock. Trowa quickly went to Duo's other side, Quatra at his feet and the last two standing near the door to be sure no one came in.

"He said something?" Trowa asked.

"He asked what comes after the fire. Then said inside the fire. I don't understand what he's trying to say." Heero murmured.

"Duo? It's Trowa. Can you hear me?"

"Too... loud..." Duo rasped, turning his weak gaze to Trowa.

"Sorry. What do you mean?" Trowa asked, pushing on Duo's wound a little.

"Can't... say... words..." Duo said, careening his neck towards Heero before he weakly lifted his hand towards the computer, "After... the... second... on... the... disk..."

"Don't move too much, Duo." Trowa said, pulling Duo's hand from where it hung in the air.

Heero swallowed hard, watching as Duo weakly looked at Trowa.

"A-are... y-you going... to d-deny... in front... eyes... Surrender..." Duo murmured.

Trowa looked even more confused as Duo turned towards the computer again.

"It's got something to do with this thing." Quatra whispered, moving to the keyboard on the desk and shifted the mouse. The glass that allowed them to see into a empty and destroyed room turned black with the word 'Password Please' flashing in big letters, "Shit... I'm not good at hacking..."

Heero raised his head to Quatra before looking down to Duo, torn between what to do. Duo shifted his gaze to Heero before he swallowed hard.

"The third... one on... the disk... C-come back... for me..." Duo said, his hands trembling where they laid.

Heero swallowed hard, "Hold on, Duo. We'll get you help."

"Third... disk!" Duo rasped more insistently, making his fingers move on their own as if-

"He were typing..." Heero muttered before he turned to Quatra, "Type in Indestructible. Now!"

Quatra jerked a little before he typed out the word, only for the word ACCESS DENIED flash across the screen, "Heero, if I try too many wrong passwords, we'll be locked out."

"Duo! Do you know the password?" Trowa asked, almost sighing when Duo nodded his head.

"Third... on... disk..." he repeated again.

Trowa looked up at Heero who seemed to be thinking before the Japanese pilot turned to Quatra again, "Try The Night."

Quatra typed it in quickly, the screen did nothing for a second before-

ACCESS DENIED!

"A-are... y-you going... to d-deny... in front... eyes...!" Duo rasped, tugging on Heero's shirt, smearing blood on it.

Heero looked at him in confusion as Duo mouthed something.

'Better way of knowing... in a world beyond controlling..."

"Are you going to deny the Savior in front of your eyes..." Heero murmured, making Duo weakly smile, "Savior. It's Savior!"

Quatra quickly punched in the word and the screen turned green. '

ACCESS GRANTED. WELCOME BACK, MY LORD'

The screen flashed to a bunch of files all over the screen, each one labeled with something different, but they were all model numbers of old mobile suits.

"D-Deathscythe... Wing Zero... Heavyarms..." Duo rasped out loudly.

"Look for the Gundams!" Heero said to Quatra, who was scanning the icons.

"There's only a file labeled Gundams." Quatra said, double clicking the icon until it came up as-

'PASSWORD PLEASE.'

"Fuck! Another password!" Quatra grumbled.

Trowa looked up in surprise at Quatra's cursing before he looked down at Duo, who was wincing in pain.

"H-Heero R-Relena..." he said through the pain.

"Relena doesn't have me, Duo. I'm right here."

"N-no... H-Heero... wah... R-Relena." Duo rasped, shaking his head before he looked up at Heero, a pleading look in his eyes, silently begging Heero to understand so he didn't have to talk anymore.

"Me 'wah' Relena... Me /With/ Relena?" Heero asked, looking at Duo in confusion, who nodded and held up his left hand, flexing the ring finger, "Married... Mrs. Yuy?"

Duo smiled weakly at Heero, nodding slowly as Quatra typed in the code. As soon as the password was accepted, the room was thrown into blackness. The pilots tensed before they had a sensation similar to the sensation one has when riding an elevator, but it was forcing to the left instead of down. When the lights came on, the computer screen was once again a Window, showing into a hanger that had the original five Gundams standing below the console.

"The whole deck moved to another hanger. It has our Gundams in it!" Quatra cried, looking amazed before he turned to the three on the floor.

Duo tugged on Heero's shirt, "S-stop... it... c-come back... 'kay?"

"No. We can deal with that later, we need to get you seen by a-"

"No!" Duo cried before he cough wetly, blood dribbling from the corner of his lip then glared weakly at Heero, "Go... now!"

"Duo-" Heero started before Duo tugged his hand pleadingly.

"Go... now..." Duo rasped.

"I'll stay with him. Tallgeese isn't in there and I don't know how to Pilot Deathscythe." Zechs murmured, walking up and kneeling at Duo's head with Trowa and Heero.

Heero opened his mouth to argue before Duo tugged on his sleeve even more desperately, "Go... now... type... my... name..."

Heero swallowed before he looked at the others, who looked at Heero with torn expressions.

"Yuy... we have to stop this before it gets too far in." Wufei muttered, sounding torn himself.

"It's what Duo wants..." Quatra murmured sadly, rubbing at his chest as he could feel Heero's heartbreak at their words.

"I know..." he muttered before he laid Duo in Zech's hands and stood up, looking at Trowa, who did the same.

"We'll finish this quickly and get Duo help, Heero. We will." Trowa said, looking at the other male, who turned and started out of the deck, moving to the door to get to the Gundams.

Wufei nodded his head to Duo before following. Trowa gently touched Quatra's shoulder as the two followed the first two.

"He's going to die..." Quatra whispered so only he and Trowa could understand him.

"No, he's not. He'll be fine and we will stop only chance we have is to take up the Gundams that they built." Trowa said, looking up at the true size replica of his Heavyarms.

"We can't let them do this..." Quatra murmured, his hand reaching up and pressing to his heart, his Space Heart feeling all the panic and fear it could.

"We can't let them... for Duo." Heero said, his voice cold and emotionless as it had been during the previous wars.

"Let's go, then." Trowa said, his own voice changing as he moved to Heavyarms.

Quatra moved to his, turning to watch Wufei using the zip line to hoist himself up to Nataku, then turned his head again to watch Heero place himself in his chair in his Wing Zero replica. Quatra felt a sting of pain in his chest, looking at the Deathscythe replica as it stood there, untouched.

"They must be stopped..." Quatra murmured, his voice becoming firm as he used the zip line to go up to Sandrock and placed himself in the seat, taking a hold of the controls, and, like coming home after a long day, the small blond could feel nothing but relief at being able to use his old friend, his weapon of peace.

Heero frowned deeply as he climbed into his respirator suit, and placed his helmet over his head, in case he needed to eject in space before he sat in the cock put if his old weapon, the feel of the Gundam felt the same as the last time he'd been in it. Like he was coming home from a long vacation. It felt good.

'Type... my... name...' Duo's rasped voice entered his thoughts, remembering what he'd said earlier.

Heero closed the cockpit doors so that the computer was facing him again. Reaching for the keyboard, he typed in Duo's name into his Gundam. The screen flashed a few times before Duo's face came up on the screen, there were bruises on his face and he looked rushed as he glanced around on screen.

"Heero, buddy, if you're watching this, then I couldn't tell you this myself for what ever reason, most likely because I'm dead but, hey, to each their own. Back to the topic-" Duo said, glancing behind him before deeming the coast clear and turning back to the screen, "I don't have a lot of time, they'll realize I've escaped sooner or later. Hopefully later. I know, you're probably thinking I'm an idiot or something for spilling the beans on the blue prints, but I have no memory of doing so, fucking bastards. Anyways, they're building a new form of mecha. They want it to be even better than the Gundams. They had to rebuild the Gundams in order to examine them for weak points and to figure out ways to remove them, so, needless to say, any shit you had trouble with in Wing before, you will not have that trouble now. Best feature, though, you will see after you've watched this. I did my own secret modifications to the suits. They built them in, but they didn't know it wasn't apart of the original plans."

Heero had to smile as Duo babbled and nervously glanced over his shoulder, it was the Duo he remembered. The Duo who made him smile when no one else could.

"Anyways, the chair you're sitting in is actually a cluster of nerve sensors, and after watching this, they will break apart and attach themselves to you, kind of like a wet suit only with those creepy ass hospital plugs. You don't have to type or use the joysticks for fighting anymore, but you will for flying. The Mecha they built as a weak point, though. It's not made of Gundanium like your suits are. There wasn't enough left to bring in without causing a stir for them to make the new Mecha completely of Gundanium. I don't know which parts are which, but I know you're smart enough to figure it out, Hee-chan. The new Mecha, as I'm calling it, Frankenstein, has similarities to all your Gundams, including weapons, but it also has the defense tactics and it doesn't operate by human control. It's completely a doll. I fixed the Zero system, your little buddy, J, forgot a zero." Duo said, rolling his eyes before he continued, "It wont drive you bat shit nor will it give you yet another personality, you're kinda stuck with the one you got right now. I made some modifications before recording this, you'll see them sometime during the fight."

"Hey!" someone yelled from the screen.

"Oh, shit. Spotted. Fight hard and well, Hee-chan. Once again, the world falls on you guy's shoulders." duo said before he reached forward and pressed a button that made the screen go black and Wing began to power up.

Like Duo said, the chair broke apart as soon as Wing started up, the things moving like snakes before finding their spot on Heero's skin until he was covered with the sticky things. Heero winced as he felt a sudden jolt through his system, like sticking his finger into a light socket before the image on his helmet changed and, instead of seeing only the black screen of the console, and the buttons themselves, but he could see out the Gundam. He turned his head, Wing turned it's head. He lifted his left arm, Wing lifted it's left arm.

Beside him, Heavyarms did the same tests he did before three faces appeared on the black screen.

"Heero-" Quatra started, sounding panicked.

"It was Duo. He modified the Gundams for us." Heero said.

"When the hell did he have time to do that?" Wufei demanded.

"Knowing Duo... these were the modifications he was telling me about in the last Eve War but never got to build because of the peace treaty. His brain must've subconsciously merged the idea into the actual blueprints, making this." Heero explained, holding up his right hand and flexing his glove and sensor covered hand, Wind mimicking him, "Duo called it his Shadow because, like a shadow, it did what ever he did..."

"Even with no way of helping us, he still helps us out..." Quatra muttered softly.

"Let's get this over with, quickly." Trowa said, pressing a button on the keyboard of his console, which started Heavyarm's rocket boosters.

"Roger that." Heero muttered, pressing his own button which sent a jolt of electricity through his spin, making him wince until he glanced at the mini console to his left that showed him what Wing was doing.

Heero straightened, so did Wing. Heero felt an idea itching and thought of how the wings would flap, like an angel, as Duo put it, and as soon as he remembered what it looked like, like reading his mind, the white wings flexed and shifted, like a bird. Heero knelt to the ground, Wing doing the same before he leap back up to his feet. Wing, mimicking it's pilot, kicked off the ground and launched itself out of the hanger and to the top of a already destroyed football field. without even forcing himself to think about it, Wing kept itself in the air by flapping it's metal wings. Once he saw the others being hoisted up by a rising floor, he couldn't help but smirked as Trowa appeared on his screen.

"Show off." Trowa grumbled.

"Hn." Heero grunted, his face going blank before he turned his head up, Wing mimicking him, "Launch." he murmured, the boosters on Wing's wings fired up, the wings curling against the body a little, like a bird doing a dive would, and rocketed itself into orbit.

Heero could feel the pulling sensation of shooting up, but couldn't move to brace himself. He was stuck in the position he'd been in when the boosters went off, but kept up by the sensors that went taught against his skin, like thousands of tiny hands. Heero couldn't help himself but laugh at the sensation until they broke through the atmosphere and his enjoyment came to an abrupt halt as the Mecha Duo warned him about was half a mile from where he was now, it's arms folded and actually seemed to be waiting for them.

"What the hell?" Trowa asked from the console.

"Is it... waiting for us?" Quatra asked, sounding nervous.

A loud beep caught Heero's attention and both he and Wing turned as one of the L1 colonies suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke and fire.

"It's placed bombs on the colonies? That fast?" Wufei demanded, looking at the inferno.

"It's got Wing's speed." Heero muttered before he reached to his side, Wing doing the same and pulled out his Thermal sword, his jaw clenching as the new Mecha drew its own Thermal weapons.

With a staff like Wufei's, a straight path of Thermal power like Wings, and a curved edge like Quatra's Scimitars, it was a merge of all their best weapons into one Mecha.

"Fuck." Trowa whispered softly as the machine mechanically moved.

"Remember... it's just a Doll. It doesn't have the fluid movements our Gundams now have." Heero said.

"Here it comes!" Quatra called out as the new Mecha moved and shot towards them.

It's speed blindingly similar to Wing's so much that only Heero was able to react in time, put himself between it's initial target, Trowa, and block the strike of it's thermal weapon. Heero could already tell that this thing was going to be tougher than any enemy he'd ever had to face before.

"For Duo."

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Author's Note: *in deep, feminine, creepy voice from 'Mommy Dearest'* NO MOOOORE CLIFF HAAAANGEEERRRRSSSS!

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