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The Forgotten Breed	By : DiablosAngel Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2457 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Forgotten Breed

By DiabloAngel

Not bataed

Disclamer: I do not own the characters if I did I would not be struggling through college. All I
own is the story idea.

Warnings: it is AU and will be in later parts NC17 for the sites that do not allow this rating those
parts will be left out

            As I sit here thinking about my life, I begin to wonder why I even try to continue living.
The war will kill me sooner or later. What is the point in keeping up my jesters mask. I don’t
really know maybe it is just because I have had it on for so long, that I can no longer take it off.

            “Duo, you’ve got another mission. It’s a solo again.”

            “Kay, I’ll be down in a minute to check it out Quatre.”

Great another mission to risk my life on. What is the point. The colonies hate us, the earth hates
us. Why do we still fight to free them from an oppression they are welcoming. I ponder this as I
walk down the stairs.

            “The laptop is on the desk. Don’t mess it up Baka. Just check out your mission and get
off.”

            “Sure Heero I will let you get back to your porn shortly.”

            “Omae o Kroso.”

            “Back at you Buddy.”

Okay. Now to check out what the Mission is. . . . I am going to kill G at some point. I just
know I am. How can he give me an assignment like this. Sure I was an orphan, sure I was a
street rat on L2, sure I was and am a thief, but that does not mean I was or am a whore. And any
way how does he think this will end the war. As stated I am just a street rat, why do these two
powerful people want me. I am nothing special. Oh well maybe they will just kill me and
finally let me rest in hell. Yeah I know why not heaven, I am not that dumb as to not know
where I am headed in the after life.

            Oh well what ever Treize and Zechs want with me, I don’t think it has any thing to do
with how white my wedding gown should be, I doubt that they have any interest in me in that
way. They probably want someone to torture and I am the most expendable of the group. I
mean I love Quatre like a brother probably because he is truly nice to me but the dude is so rich,
that he can not be killed. Quatre is also to innocent to pull this off if it really is what it says.
They can’t hurt Trowa for the reason that he and Quatre are a couple and Quatre would go zero
system on you ass if you did. Dr. J would not use or loose his prefect project and Wufei is to
honor bound to be able to do this and the last of his clan to boot. Thus that only leaves me. Well
I guess I had better go tell the guys or at least Quatre, he really is the only one that will care.

            “Hey guys, I am leaving for an extended mission. Don’t know when I will be back.
Quatre I will try to email you as soon as I can and let you know I am okay. I am going to pack
and will see you when I do.” With this I went to get dressed and packed.

            As I got dressed I dressed to kill, both literally and figuratively. I was dressed in tight
low riding black jeans shot through with violet and silver. My shirt was skin tight with flare
sleeves. The design was done on a violet background with silver and black dragons twining
around on it. Now I know what you are asking, “How in the world did I buy such an outfit?”
Well lets just say I have a fair deal of missions where I have to keep someone distracted. No that
does not mean sex. So G gives me the money for the outfits and makeup. Yes I wear makeup. I
put silver dust around my eyes. My hair has silver and purple dust in it and I am wearing a
shimmering purple silver lipstick. Are you catching a theme?

            As for the literal, I mean weapons. I have weapons hidden everywhere. I have knives in
my braid, strapped to my forearms, wrist, and in my boots. I also have plastic explosive in my
boots in a hidden compartment of the heals. I wont need the weapons if it is exactly what it said,
but my money is on them trying to torture me. I mean really, who would want to marry/own me
and be willing to stop a war to get it. I am a nobody like I all ready said.

            So now I am packed and dressed I start to head off to Deathsyth, my one time friend and
love. On my way out I ran in to Mr. Perfect Solider himself.

            “So, you out whore yourself again, baka.”

            “No, I am on a mission that might end this war. And for your information I am as
innocent as a baby, not that you care.”

            “Yeah right a street rat whore from L2?”

            “Believe what you like Heero. Have a nice life see you whin I do”

            “I hope they kill you. After they screw you to hell. Lets see you smile then baka.”

            “How do you know about my mission?”

            “Who do you think volunteered or asked that you be given this type of mission?”

            “Heero I hope one day you have feelings and i hope that some one crushes your new
found feelings.” With that said I left the house and headed to Deathsyth.

            I landed in the woods a couple of miles away from Treizes base/mansion in Brussels. I
hide Deathsyth with the camoflage net in the trees. I had set the sensors to monitor the
surrounding area. When someone other than myself enters the area it would lockdown the
cockpit and alert me. The alert would com over my wrist comunication device, this is also one
of the ways Deathsyth would recognize me, along with my speech patterns and physical make
up. I also set up the stealth cloak so that Deathsyth was completely invisible.

            Okay now for the part I was dreading. I started to head toward the mansion. By the time
I reached it, it was full dark outside. I know I should have just walked in through the main gate,
to test if what they said is true, but I just can not do that. I guess I just have to many bad
memories and it is just to much of a habit to be sneaky. I start to sneak in one of the windows
that I know is part of the master suite. The master suite consist of the master bedroom, two other
bedrooms, two washrooms, a sitting/living room, and a library/office. I have no idea why one
suite, even the master suite should have so many rooms.

            As I start to slip through the window I find out that the light in this room is on. I could
not tell this before due to the dark heavy drapes. Once I am in the room I hear voice carrying on
what sounds to be a serious conversation. They both seem concerned but one is calmer than the
other one.

            “He should have been here by now. Dr. G said he gave him the orders. We have told all
troupes to remain alert but not to open fire, instead they are report to us before they take any
action. What has happened? Did he get hurt? Where is he?”

            “ Zechs, calm down. We know he was given the orders, what we do not know is where
he is coming from or when he left. All we know is that he is on Earth. I am worried and if he
does not show up in the next few hours I will start a search party for him. I know how important
he is to us.”

            “You know it is not just for that reason that he is important. He also gives us a reason to
stop the war. We now have given the people a reason to accept and cherish peace. This will
also give us a way to give them a reason to continue with the peace in the future, thanks to him.”

            “ I know you are right, love. I just hope he shows up soon. I do not want to have to hunt
him. If he comes to us willingly the transition will be much easier on him.”

            At this point felt I should make my presence know to the two men in the room. I never
really like to listen to other peoples conversations.

            “I take it the him you are speaking of is me.” I said as I stepped out from behind the
drapes.

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Authors notes:

I know I should not start one story before finishing another. I am working on the Magics and
Darks Light. They are just not going in the direction I want. Still not sure where this one is
going. Mina please review. It fuels my imagination and the stroy. Bye bye

Email any questions to Diabloangel19@yahoo.com
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