Double Duos

CH8: Escape

Daimon watched through the air vent as Howard made his way through the hallway towards the scientists’ dorms. Just as Howard passed the vent Daimon was in, Daimon quietly crept out of the vent and stalked behind Howard.

“Heya Howard!” Daimon said, putting on his cheery face. Howard turned around.
“Duo? Or are you the fake one?” Howard tried to subtly grab his gun from the back of his shorts. Daimon punched Howard in the face, sending Howard’s sunglasses flying across the hallway. Howard fell to the floor, his head hitting the ground hard.
“I’m as real as they come,” Daimon smirked as he grabbed Howard’s gun and made his way back into the air vent.

* * * *

Heero put his gun back into his pocket as he ran towards Wufei. There was a giant pool of blood on the floor and Heero could feel the blood soak into his jeans as he knelt next to Wufei’dy tdy to inspect the wound. Heero put his fingers to Wufei’s neck and felt an extremely weak pulse. Running on pure instinct, Heero untied the long cord from Quatre’s hands and connected it back to the blood pack that was originally intended for the injured Duo. He inserted the needle into Wufei’s arm in hope that the blood transfusion would save Wufei’s life. Heero then tried to wake up Quatre. He slapped Quatre’s face.

“Quatre! Wake up!” Heero pleaded. Quatre’s eyes began to open but he still had a little trouble breathing. He knew there’d be a huge bruise on his stomach soon. His vision was blurry at first but it came back quickly as he focused on Heero.
“Quatre, I want you to call the scientists and put pressure on the wound until they come back okay? What are you waiting for.. NOW!” Heero yelled as he ran out the door.

Quatre looked at the unconscious Chinese boy next to him. He quickly got up and to the videophone. He dialled Dr J’s number and within seconds J picked up.
“What is it boy?” J said. Quatre could tell he wasn’t in the mood to be disturbed.
“You and the other scientists have to hurry quick! Daimon stabbed Wufei and if we don’t help him now I don’t think he’ll make it!! Heero’s gone after Daimon. We’re in room 217!” Quatre pleaded. J nodded.
“We’ll be there as fast as we can,” and he hung up. Quatre went back to Wufei’s side and lifted Wufei’s dark blue singlet to check the wound. He put his hand on the wound and squeezed it, hoping that Wufei wouldn’t lose anymore blood. He’d already lost a lot of blood and Quatre was surprised Wufei was still alive.
“Wufei, if you can hear me hang in there okay!” Quatre pleaded.

* * * *

Heero made his way towards the Gundams. He had to make sure everything was locked down. The blood that soaked into his jeans was weighing him down. Each step Heero took as he ran caused blood to flick from the bottom of the jeans to the floor or to the walls. Images of who he thought was Duo from the previous few days ran through his mind. He should have picked up on it. How could he not know that it was Daimon all along. Duo and himself had been together since that night Heero came to rescue him from the Oz ship. Heero remembered how he was meant to go silence Duo because he was captured. He remembers how he was prepared to kill Duo, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it once he heard Duo call his name. He was pissed off at Duo for getting himself caught, but he saw something in Duo’s eyes when he pointed the gun at Duo, ready to shoot him. Duo knew he’d be killed by Heero, but Heero saw fear of death behind that happy mask he always wears. Duo silently said goodbye as he waited for Heero to shoot. Heero saw Duo for the first time without the happy-go-lucky act. He saw Duo prepared for death and his face was so sad that Heero couldn’t bear to pull that trigger.

Heero thought back to when he saw Duo topless on the peacemillion.
He cursed himself for not realising that it wasn’t Duo that first time he kissed Duo on the peacemillion. Duo never kissed back. Heero squeezed the handle of his gun when he thought about how he’d cheated on Duo with Daimon. But at the same time that was Duo. Genetically it was Duo. Daimon was just what Duo would probably be like if he was on OZ’s side instead of theirs.

Heero got to the hanger and opened the door. Everything seemed normal. He looked around for any signs of Daimon’s presence. Daimon wasn’t at the hanger.. yet.

* * * *

Daimon watched the hanger from the vent. He saw Heero looking around.
‘Looking for me no doubt.’ Daimon smiled. He couldn’t wait to get back to Lady Une. ‘She promised doptdopt me when I got back.’ Daimon thought to himself. He made his way through the ventilation system to the vent at the back of the Deathscythe. The vent was not visible because the Deathscythe’s wings were opened all the way and the left wing blocked anyone’s view of the vent. Daimon made his way out of the vent as quietly as possible. Luckily this vent wasn’t as loud as the one in Duo’s room when he opened it. Daimon jumped onto the back of the Deathscythe’s wing and climbed his way up to its shoulder. Daimon watched as one mechanic exited from the Deathscythe’s cockpit. He closed his toolbox and yelled across the room to Heero.
“Heero! The Deathscythe’s shut down,” the man yelled. Heero nodded and continued to check out the rest of the hanger for Daim

* * * *

“Get him on the table!”
“Quatre go and get some bandages from the cupboard over there.”
“He’s lost too much blood.”
“Say with us Wufei!”
“Trowa get your ass down to the hanger and help Heero!”

Duo began to open his eyes. He could hear people moving frantically around the room, yelling and crying from what sounded like Quatre.
He could feel pain in his shoulder. He looked up and saw the morphine drip running into his wrist. His shoulder was bandaged and it hurt when he sat up. He could see that they were operating on someone but he couldn’t see who. Quatre was standing in between the two tables with his back to Duo. Duo pulled the drip out of his wrist and put his hand on Quatre’s shoulder. Quatre turned and his eyes widened. His best friend was alive.

“Duo!! You’re alive!” Quatre cried as he hugged Duo tightly. Duo winced and cried out in pain.
“Quatre man! Ma shoulder!” Duo called out. Quatre loosened his hold on Duo and sat next to him. “It’s good to see someone missed me! How’d you find me?!” Duo asked. DR J walked to the other end of the room for more bandages. Only then did Duo see that it was Wufei that was being operated on.
“Wu man! What happened to him!” Duo stood up. Quatre held him back.
“Duo. He got stabbed. He’s lost a lot of blood and they’re doing the best they can to save him,” Quatre explained.
“Who did this?” Duo asked. Quatre knew Duo was angry but he didn’t want Duo to do anything stupid.

“Duo, made a clone from your DNA. His nameDaimDaimon. Heero and Trowa have gone after him. They think he’s somewhere in the hanger, or is making his way there,” Quatre explained. Duo stood up.
“I’ve gotta go with them,” Duo said. He began to walk but the room started to spin and he fell to the floor. Quatre ran to his side and helped him back up onto the table.
“Sit Duo. The morphine’s gonna make you dizzy for a while. You also lost a lot of blood when you got shot,” Quatre explained. Duo nodded.

“Get the paddles!!” Dr o yelled. “His heart’s stopped!!”
Duo and Quatre sat in shock and watched the scientists try to start Wufei’s heart again.
“Clear!”
“Still nothing! Again!”
“Clear! COME ON WUFEI!”

* * * *

Daimon figured that the pilots would not shut down their own gundams incase they were needed. Daimon made his way towards the Shenlong, which was next to the Deathscythe. Daimon held onto the wing as he watched Trowa and Heero walk cautiously around the hanger. The red lights on the roof flashed, indicating a red alert. Trowa made his way towards the shuttles, while Heero made his way to the gundams.
‘I better move quic?’ D?’ Duo thought to himself. Daimon leaned over towards the wall and grabbed the vent grate, pulling it free from the wall. With the grate still in his hand, Daimon made his way onto the Shenlong’s shoulder. Heero hadn’t seen him yet. Daimon jumped down off the shoulder and towards the bridge that ran across the lined up Gundams. The anti gravity cushioned Daimon’s fall. Heero heard the thud when Daimon landed on the bridge and aimed his gun in that direction. Daimon saw him and smiled.
“You wouldn’t shoot your Duo would you? Heero! I thought you loved me!?” Daimon pleaded. Daimon continued to watch Heero and put the grate in front of his chest as some sort of protection. He smiled at Heero and continued to back up towards the Shenlong until he could hit the button to open the hatch. Daimon stuck his tongue out at Heero and quickly reached for the button. Heero started shooting but the bullets kept hitting the grate. The hatched opened and within the second Daimon got in and closed it behind him, throwing the grate out in Heero’s direction.

“Fuck! He’s taken the Shenlong! Trowa! Come on! We’ve got to go after him!” Heero ordered. The green eyes of the Shenlong lit up. It began to make it’s way to the exit. Heero made his way towards the Wing Zero. The shenlong turned around to face Heero. Heero was greeted with the Shenlong’s firey staff. Heero’s eyes burned with the heat. It was a good 6 meters away from him but the heat was intense. Heero knew exactly what Daimon would do if Heero continued to move towards his Wing Zero. Trowa also remained in his place at the base of the bridge.

**authors notes: i still have a lot of ideas in ma head about how this should end.. we\'ve got a long way to go ladies n gents! Don’t 4get to review!!!**