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Future and Past
He surveyed his future. It was his gift, his calling to be here doing
this.
“What is it
Julius?” He asked the faithful man before him.
“I searched
for the person called Shinigami like you told me,” Julius said. “He’s in control of the Shadows of L2 and his
influence is on most of the Colonies and spreading to Earth. Is he the one, will he help to spread your
word?”
“Who is
he?” The man asked. “That’s what I need
to know.”
Julius
looked at his boss. He knew that he had
not gotten all the information he should have.
He did not even possess a picture of the elusive Shinigami or even a different
name. He only knew Shinigami was a man
and little else about him.
“Should I
go to L2 to search?” Julius asked worried that he should perhaps have stayed
silent.
“That’s the
first intelligent thing you’ve said all week Julius,” The man sneered briefly. “Go to L2 and find all the information you
can find on Shinigami. I need to know
the man before I can invite him in on my plans.
Leave straightaway Julius.”
The man
turned back to surveying what would soon be his.
Julius
could hardly believe his luck. His boss
had hardly insulted him. He must have
been happy with the progress Julius and the others were making. Julius was proud and happy too.
He boarded
the first flight to L2, landing on colony L2-XP1 the place where the Shadows
were. Julius looked around himself with
excitement and apprehension. He wandered
the streets for a while, only having a credit card his boss had given him. He went into a local diner and asked one of
the customers if he knew who Shinigami was.
“Sure do
buddy,” The man laughed sarcastically.
“He’s the man upstairs.”
The diner
shook his head in disgust and paid before leaving quickly. No one else would look at Julius, the people
working in the diner seemed reluctant to even let him take a booth. Julius did not like them; they were
suspicious people, bad people. There
were always bad people or people who were in danger of being corrupted. No one was clean anymore, not even him
although he was cleaner than most.
He felt
eyes watching him. He looked around to
see who it was and noticed that a few tables back in the darkest part of the
diner an old man sat watching him. The
man had funny gray hair that fell about his head like a mushroom and a big
beaky nose. Julius felt uneasy but he
stood and walked over to the old man to see if maybe he would talk.
“Do you
know who Shinigami is?” Julius asked politely.
“Why do you
want to know?” The old man asked with a smile.
‘Finally,’
Julius thought to himself. ‘Someone who
is nice, he’ll probably answer my questions.’
“I need to
find him,” Julius said. “My boss told me
to.”
The old man
stared hard at him for several long moments before a nasty grin spread across
his features, “I’ll tell you all about Shinigami but not here. It’s not safe. Come with me.”
Julius
nodded happily. The old man was creepy
but he was helpful. He got up and
followed the strange man out from the diner and out into the waiting black car. He was taken to the man’s home.
“My name is
Julius,” He said as they entered the man’s home.
“And I’m
Professor G,” The old man said.
“Now then
Julius,” G said as they entered into his soundproofed office. “Shinigami is the god of death.”
“But who is
he?” Julius asked. “That’s what I want
to know. What kind of person he is.”
“He’s an
honest person,” G smiled. “And he’s
ruthless with his enemies. Above all
else Julius, Shinigami is a smart and intelligent person and he thinks far
ahead and covers more angles than most people could ever imagine.”
“He sounds
like someone my boss would like to meet,” Julius smiled again. “How would you set up a meeting with
Shinigami?”
“You have
to die Julius,” G sneered as he stuck a needle into Julius’ neck.
The young
man barely had time to react before he slumped forward in his chair. G pulled the syringe out of him and dragged
the body into his small lab. Once there
he took some hair samples and then proceeded to thoroughly kill the boy in a
vile manner. As a Professor and old man
no one would link such a killing to him.
A week
later there was a brief news blurb about a young man found brutally murdered
and left in an alleyway on L2-XP1. There
were no witnesses.
“Damn
fool,” The old man grunted as he turned off the TV. “That boy owes me for this.”
“That boy
doesn’t owe you shit Prof,” A familiar impudent voice said from behind him and
he knew the owner of that voice would be smirking at him in that annoying
manner he had.
The good professor
did not bother turning around to face the intruder. He knew who would be standing there and he
had not forgotten what that person looked like even after more than a year of
not seeing him. This particular young
man’s image would be forever burned into his memory.
“What do
you want?” The professor asked.
“Your
cooperation,” The young man stepped slowly around him until he was facing the
professor. “You know I can’t let you run
loose Professor G. It just wouldn’t be a
good idea.”
“Then tell
me what you plan to do Duo?” G asked calmly.
“You’re
going to go and live with Howard,” Duo shrugged. “At least there you’ll have people to watch
you and make sure you play nicely G. I’m
forcing you to work for me. You don’t
have to like it but it’s either this or you can end up like that kid you killed
for me. It was for me wasn’t it?”
G merely
nodded. It had been for Duo. Even though he was no longer a Gundam Pilot
the boy continued to amaze him. He had
been watching for a while now, mesmerized by Duo’s growing power and his
ability to keep a level head about it.
Most men would weaken under it but not Duo, not Shinigami.
“So what
will it be?” Duo asked smiling his manic grin of death.
“I’ll work
for you,” G said.
“Good,” Duo
nodded with a relieved expression. “Come
on then Prof. We’ve got a shuttle to
catch.”
G followed
after the familiar braided figure, the one that was in his nightmares. He was surprised when they were taken to a
private area of the nearest shuttle port rather than the commercial section. But then again he should not have been
because Shinigami had power now and money.
“This is
the Demon King,” Duo said proudly as
they boarded with one other man trailing along behind them. “She’s all mine too. Howard gave her to me after I designed her a
few years back. I was kind of surprised
that he’d actually had the thing built but he likes to impress me. And this lovely person here is Omar Arman.”
“So what
exactly do you want from me boy?” G finally asked. “What is it you want me to do for you?”
“I want you
to create new schematics for five new Gundams,” Duo smirked at G’s shocked
expression. “Improve upon the old
designs. Make their armor stronger and
add a few extra weapons and give them all cloaking abilities.”
“Why?” G
nearly choked in surprise at the order to create machines of war and death. “Are you going to start another war? Is that your grand plan? Why else would you need machines of death?”
“I don’t
intend for there to be another war ever,” Duo was firm on that. “I just want there to be something ready if
there is ever the need for them again.
Just in case, you know?”
“You think
there will be a need don’t you?” G frowned but he could see it happening even
though he did not want to think such thoughts in case they did actually come
true.
“I know it
will happen,” Duo sighed taking off from the shuttle port and heading out into
space. “There’s a difference between
thinking and knowing something is going to happen. G, do you know anything about Colony
A-00132? It’s supposed to be the start
of the new L5 cluster.”
“I heard
about it,” G confirmed. “But all I know
is that its being built through private donation and the benefactor is keeping
his identity a secret.”
“A big
secret more like,” Duo snorted and G could see that his violet eyes were dark
and troubled. “I can’t even get a first
name for the guy no matter what searches I run or what databases I hack. All we know is that he’s not Chinese.”
G said
nothing. He knew what was going through
his protégé’s head, he knew him well. It
troubled him that Duo was coming to those types of conclusions though. Perhaps he was paranoid but G thought that
unlikely. Duo did not exhibit the signs
of paranoia, overly cautious to be sure but never outright paranoia. G decided to do his own digging around once
he had settled on with Howard. Omar was
silent, merely watching the exchange take place between the former student and
mentor.
“What’s he
on here for?” G asked rudely ignoring Omar’s presence by purposely asking Duo
instead of Omar himself.
“Howard is
taking him down to Earth for me,” Duo explained with a slight shake of his head
to let G know that he knew what he was doing.
“Omar is going to guard my assistant on Earth, Lt. Danzig. The Lt. is more of a lackey than anything
else but he is who I relay my orders through.”
That was enough
of an explanation for G. He knew that
Omar was well-trained, better than most of the Arman guards otherwise Duo would
not be using him for the job. The rest
of the shuttle ride was rather quiet but G did not mind, it gave him time to
think over the things he would be doing.
It was a short shuttle ride and they made it out to the Anubis in a little less than two hours.
G waited
off to the side while Mac took Omar to another part of the Anubis. Howard pulled out
several charts which he and Duo were busy pouring over; curious G came up to
take a look.
“It sure
was nice of Q to give us the abandoned satellite,” Duo commented with a flashy
grin that quickly turned into a more serious expression. “So what’s up and running there Howie?”
“Life
support is working, oxygen and gravity,” Howard began ticking them off on his
fingers. “The cloaking shields were
employed last week and they work.
Climate control just got all the kinks worked out of it yesterday and
food stuff and other things are being delivered there as we speak. Soon the family wing will be opened; I’m
projecting that for next month.
“The
additions we discussed are half way complete as of yesterday. They should be done in the next few
months. We encountered some problems but
they were rather minor and easily worked around.”
“Good,” Duo
grinned at the Hawaiian shirt clad man before turning to G to explain a few
things to him. “Winner gave us the
satellite a couple months ago. It’s been
abandoned by WEI for about fifteen years.
They were planning on destroying it or taking it apart for parts or some
other big waste but Q decided I could use it.
What’s on your mind Prof? I know
something’s on it. I can tell by your
expression.”
“I was just
considering this L5 problem,” G answered truthfully. “Have you tried sneaking someone into the
construction crew to see what’s going on?”
“I have,”
Duo frowned, all mirth gone from his face now.
“The screening process is horrendous for a simple construction
crew. No one from L2 made it. Lt. Danzig got one of his men on it. He heard from them once, a confirmation the
benefactor was not of Chinese descent.
The next news Danzig got was a condolence letter
saying that the man had been killed in a construction accident.”
“You don’t
believe that,” G stated.
“Damn
straight I don’t,” Duo growled. “I have
no idea what’s going on up at L5. No
one does. The ESUN isn’t even paying any
attention to it! Howard, you know what
to do, get the Prof over here settled in.
I’m going to go and catch up on some sleep.”
G watched
his former student leave the holding dock.
He could see the tension by the way he walked.
“Ah Duo,” G
shook his head sadly. “Some things never
change.”
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