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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
- 18
- 19
Clenching his jaw tightly, Heero pushed against the invisible force that was pushing against him. The whole feeling was hard to explain, but even though there was no one in front of him, he could feel a pushing feeling against his arms like there was. It was odd, like the space suit he was wearing pulled against him to simulate the enemy suit that he was combating. Heero glanced to the console, noting how Trowa's Heavyarms finally was able to get out of the way, he changed his stance, bracing his legs into the ground. Heero let out a cry of primal exertion, shoving harder against the machine until it stumbled back a few paces. Heero scowled a little as he noted the movements and felt a nagging feeling on the back of his neck.

"Heero? You alright?" Quatra asked, worry lacing his voice, snapping Heero out of his trance-like state.

"Fine." he replied, dismissing the thoughts to regroup with the others.

The mecha turned to them, positioning itself to defend as Wufei charged forward with his double ended staff. Heero watched closely as the metal beast easily defended against the Dragon. It moved under a sweep, using it's own thermal weapon to force the staff up, creating an opening at Shenlong's middle, which a metal elbow to the gut took advantage of. Wufei stumbled back, holding his midsection where he was hit.

"What the hell was that?" Wufei demanded, rubbing the blow in the cockpit.

"It's made of metal, so it's built to be easy to handle, thus dispose of, but what ever program they have it running on or with must have an AI chip, or a very good calculation skills." Trowa said, keeping to the others to study the suit, "By the way it quickly restratigizes, it probably runs a system similar to the Zero system."

"Wonderful, but I was talking about my suit. It makes us feel the pain and force our suits do. If we're hit with an attack, we feel pain. Judging how we didn't feel like we were on fire leaving Earth, the suits are programed to know the difference between situation infliction and natural abnormalities."

"So we shouldn't get hit too many times." Quatra clarified, rubbing his arms, Sandrock mimicing him.

"Probably would be wise. We should also dispose of it quickly. Maybe all of us should attack it at once. Yuy?"

"Agreed. The faster we get rid of this thing, the better." Heero said, getting Wing into position as the mecha in front of them moved back into a defensive stance.

Charging forward first, Heero clashed blades with it. Sparks snapped and crackled from the touch of the two thermal blades. Heero twisted as the enemy leapt out of the way of Trowa's barage of bullts and missles. Quatra attempted to get behind the suit to attack, but the suit seemed to notice his presence as it let up from defending against Heero, ducking as Heero followed the arch into Quatra's blades, the two pulling out at the last second before they could hurt eachother. The suit moved to it's right as Wufei's staff came down between the of Trowa's line of fire, but it was able to keep ahead of HEavyarm's attacks. Heero forced Wing to catch up with the metal beast, clashing blades with it once more until the suit forced Heero's weapon low and a fist greeted the side of Wing's head.

Heero felt the blow as if his own head had been hit. He even saw stars in his vision. Shaking his head, Heero tried to clear his vision as the enemy rolled from him and intercepted Wufei's staf once again. Heero took a moment, watching how the suit would move, the movements reminded him of something but he could not place where he had seen such movements before.

"Why is it moving it's lower body like that?" Heero asked himself out loud.

He'd seen a lot of mobile dolls fight back but he could not recall any of them moving like they were actually stumbling like a human would it they had been hit. With that thought, Heero felt like smacking himself hard in the head. It was moving and calculating like a human because there was a human piloting it, not a program.

"Everyone, stand down!" Heero barked.

The other three suddenly halted their attacks and leapt away from the suit as if it were a snake about to bite them. They regrouped around Heero and let their mechas fall into a defensive position while they discussed what made Heero call them off.

"I don't think we're dealing with a Doll."

"What? Of course it's a Doll. You said so." Wufei said, scowling into the camera.

"I did not. Trowa said it could be running on a program similar to the Zero System, but the Zero system was never intended to be the only thing piloting a suit. It was made to enhanse the pilot's ability to control the suit, that's why J and the other Mad Five needed us pilots." Heero explained, closing his eyes as he thought.

"Then there is someone piloting that thing?" Quatra asked, blinking a little as if stunned.

"Hai." Heero grunted.

"Then why are we stopping for that? We've had no problem killing people who are piloting suits in the past." Wufei grumbled.

Heero shook his head, "Because it's movements look familiar."

"With that, the person piloting would have to already have excelent piloting skills, and maybe a background in fighting and defending their selves in combat." Wufei said.

"Like Duo?" Quatra asked softly.

Heero felt his insides freeze and time seemed like it stopped as he thought back to the familiar feelin from before. When the suit fought one on one with Wufei, the duck and elbow move was one he had only ever seen Duo do when he was fighting hand-to-hand. It was a move Duo liked to use because it almost never failed to keep him ahead of his enemies.

"That's impossible. We left Maxwell on Earth after this thing came up here." Wufei said.

Heero thought back to it. Duo could not speak when the others found him. He only made gestures and mouthed things but that was not what bothered Heero. What bothered him was the way Duo had acted. NOw that he thought about it, the injured male was not acting like himself, or the self that Relena's men had forced onto him. He was acting like he used to before he'd been kidnapped.

"I don't think that was Duo." Heero said softly.

"What? It looked like Maxwell, Even acted like him."

"Exactly." Heero said a little louder than before, "Duo was acting like Duo. When in the past year has he ever acted like himself? Like his old self?"

The others paused at Heero's words. It was true. Wufei clenched his fists tightly. Quatra pressed his hand to his chest and Trowa straightened even more where he stood.

"We have to be sure." Trowa said.

"We can't! It will kill him!" Quata gasped out loud.

"What do we do? We can't fight it, we could seriously hurt Duo and we can't let it go in case it's not Duo." Heero demanded angrily.

"Relax, Yuy." Wufei grumbled, looking into the camera again, "We could capture it instead of fighting it."

"It moved too well. Duo is evasive." Heero said flatly.

"Call Zechs." Quatra said, "If what we saw was fake, Zechs should be able to find something that would tell us it's not Duo."

"Find something? LIke what?" Trowa asked.

"I don't know! How is the imposter able to look like Duo?"

"Doppleganger?" Trowa suggested with a shrug.

"That Relena happened to find? A disguise is more likely." Heero said, shaking his head.

"Like the masks the Preventers do for under cover work!" Quatra said.

"I would've had an allergic reaction, Winner." Wufei reminded him.

"No, you wouldn't have. You're allergic to the adhesive, not the masks themselves." Quatra said, giving Wufei a confused look.

"I'm calling Zechs." Heero said, refusing to let the back and forth shit continue, "Wing, contact the control room of the base we just left."

Wing's computer screen lit up a new window in response to Heero's command. The screen displaid static until Zech's face came onto the screen.

"Heero? What's the matter?" Zechs asked, frowning.

"Is Duo still with you where we left him?"

"Yeah. He's right here."

"Check around his neck for us. I don't think that Duo is the real Duo."

"You... don't?" Zechs asked, looking confused as he looked between Heero and the Duo on the floor.

"No, I don't. Check around his neck and shoulders for the edge of a mask or something like that."

Zechs gave Heero a nodded and walked off screen. For a few minutes, Heero stared at the screen that displaied the silver walls of the room. Such an ugly color. When Zechs returned, he lifted something that was in his hand. A mask, just like they had thought. It even had the short hair that Duo had on it, in Duo's hair color.

"Yuy, what's going on?" Zechs asked, frowning softly.

"I don't know. This is getting to be all too confusing." Heero muttered, bowing his head as he thought, "That person isn't Duo, so that means that Duo is piloting the suit we are fighting. Wing, play Duo's message again."

Wing whirred a little in response and plaied the recording again. Heero watched it closely before he suddenly straightened up.

"Stop!"

The screen stopped with Duo on the screen in mid sentance. Heero watched the frozen image before he growled, "His eyes are violet."

"What?" Quatra asked.

"Duo's eyes. Their violet, but the Duo's eyes on the screen are green. It's a fake message." Heero said, scrubbing at his head in frustration.

"So that means Maxwell is piloting that suit?"

"It means that we've been tricked from the start. The reason we can feel the pain when we get hit by that thing. Someone wants us to kill eachother fighting Duo." Heero said, closing his eyes as he tried to calm himself down.

"What do we do?" Wufei asked.

Heero thought for a few seconds before he sighed, "We have no choice but to immobilize it."

"And how in thunderation are we suppose to do that?" Wufei asked, throwing his hands into the air in frestration, Shenlong mimicing him.

"Simple. Grab a body part." Heero said before he sured forward, not taking out a weapon as he did so.

The others followed close behind him. The suit didn't seem to register that they were coming at him until Heero grabbed one of it's arms and pulled it behind the suit's back. The mecha then went to get a weapon with it's other hand, only for it to be stopped by Shenlong grabbing it and pulling it behind the suit's back, too. The suit then went to try and kick at the others but Wufei and Quatra grabbed a leg, holding it down in the empty vastness of space.

"Wing, shut down the sensors for you and run off the computer." Heero commanded.

Wing blipped in understanding before the sensors snapped off Heero's suit and retreated into small holes in the floor of the cockpit. Heero readjusted his flight suit and pulled a helmet over his head.

"Yuy? What are you doing?" Wufei asked, frowning.

"Piloting like I should've been all along. Relena's men made these suits, meaning they also made the sensors that we've been using in an effort to have us destroy Duo." Heero said.

Wufei opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by warning alarms blared in the cockpits, the screens lighting up to show the words SELF DESTRUCT SEQUENCE DETECTED.

"Heero! Duo's suit is going to self- destruct!" Quatra gasped, eyes widdening.

Heero tensed before he typed something into the keyboard, grabbing the joysticks, he piloted Wing to hold onto the suit with one arm and the other reached for the pannel where the Cockpit was. The fingers pried open that hatch to show, inside, Duo in a space suit, helmet over his head, but didn't respond to the cockpit being forced open.

"Yuy! What are you doing?" Wufei demaned, "We have to get out of range."

"I'm not leaving him to die." Heero growled as he pressed a button on the consol that opened the cockpit doors of his own mecha, "You three get out of the way."

The three said nothing as Heero leapt out into space, grabbing ahold of a pannel in Wing's arm before he used the mecha's appendage to swing into the metal suit. After Heero dissapeared into the other's cockpit, the three released the suit and flew off to get out of the way.

Heero glanced around at the inside of the mecha before he moved to Duo. He reached forward and lefted the bowed head to look at the distant looking violet eyes that were behind the screen.

"Duo. Duo, it's Heero." he said, but Duo didn't respond, it was like he was a statue, just sitting there waiting for life to erode it away.

Heero flinched a little at Duo's expression before he pulled the sensors off of Duo's suit, not noticing that one of the sensors made a small rip in Duo's flight suit. Air began rushing out of the hole, unable to stay in it's confines. Heero sighed softly as he pulled the last sensor off, and straightened back into his standing position. He almost jumped when Duo suddenly reached up, clawing at his neck, mouth opening and closing in silent gasps for air. Heero felt a knot form in his stomach and grabbed ahold of Duo, picking him up bridal style.

Turning to leave, Heero glanced at the countdown until the self destruction. He had less than three seconds to get back to Wing and get out of range of the blast. Heero shifted Duo and grabbed ahold of Wing's arm, trying to pull his self back to the cockpit like he had before, but he wasn't moving as fast as he had been before now that he only had one arm to use.

Clenching his jaw hard, Heero let go of Wing and snatched his breathing tube that was sticking into the back of his helmet. He pulled it free and pressed down on the compression chamber. Pointing it at Duo's old suit, he released the valve and the gust of air pushed him towards Wing. Heero grunted, breathing slowly and evenly as he could but it was quickly starting to become hard to breath. Mentally, Heero had been keeping count of the countdown, seeing that he wasn't going to make it back to the cockpit before the explosion, Heero curled himself protectively around Duo as the metal monster suddenly erupted into a firey inferno.

The force of the explosion rocketed Heero and Duo into Wing's open cockpit. Sensing someone entering, Wing shut the bay doors against the inferno. Heero let out a soft cry as he suddenly collided with the hard wall of the cockpit. He looked down where Duo was passed out in his arms, breathing in quick, wheezing gasps. Weakly, Heero unlocked Duo's helmet and forced it off of his head, the act letting Duo breath in the air in the cockpit but the wheezing didn't stop. Heero swallowed thickly before he remembered no more, passing out from the lack of air.

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In a dimly lit room, a man dressed sharply in a suit and tie stepped into the only source of light in the room, showing himself to be Agent J, the one that Heero had captured in the raid and questioned about Duo after they had originally found him.

"The machine has Self destructed, sir."

"And the pilots?"

"03, 04 and 05 retreated before the explosion, but 01 and 02 were still in space when it went off so it is highly unlikely they survived."

"What about the suit? Wing Zero?"

"Caught in the blaze. It took some serious damage, but other than that, it appears to be perfectly fine. The blast was not strong enough to burn through the Gundanium that it was made out of."

"Excelent. Make sure that the other three are taken care of, and see to Miss Relena."

"Yes... My Lord." Agent 'J' said, bowing to a the desk.

Leaning forward in the desk, a man with slicked back dark black hair leaned into his hands that were entertwined together, a happy look on his face as he flicked on a desk lamp to show five miniature models of the mobile suits lined on his desk. The Deathscythe model was face down on the desk between Wing Zero and Heavyarms. The man gave a soft chuckle as he made Wing Zero lay face down like Deathscythe before he turned his attention to the still standing suits.

"Two down... three to go." he chuckled to himself before he clicked the desk lamp off.

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Okay. I lied. Maybe one more cliffhanger. XD
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