Teena: *grins faintly* Fun stuff. Crossover? Fusion? Something like that, anyway ... Hope you like. Neither GW OR any of the Anita Blake stuff is mine, I'm just borrowing, I SWEAR I'll put them back!
Duo: Sure you will....
Danse Macabre-Prologue
Heero smacked the button opening a channel to the other pilots. "Duo,
what the HELL were you doing back there?! Your grandstanding could've
gotten us all killed!"
"Ease up, Hee-chan! It worked, didn't it?" Duo's response came back.
"He has a point, Heero," Quatre broke in. "His little display allowed us
to complete the mission, and that's what matters."
Heero growled softly, but conceded the point. "Fine, but the fact does
remain that that was a damn fool thing to do. Right now, though, we need
to get out of here before that satellite base blows. The last thing we
want is to get caught in the explosion."
"Self-preservation from you? Amazing. That is a highly sensible suggestion,
however. Maxwell, what's your status?"
"Doing as well as can be expected, Wu-man. Little trouble with my jets,
though, so if anyone wants to give me a hand here, I'd appreciate it."
"Duo no baka," Heero proclaimed as he turned back to help Duo. The other
three slowed down to wait for their comrades to catch up. Unfortunately,
the other two pilots weren't the only ones to catch up. A battallion of
mobile dolls from the base they had just wired swooped in for the attack.
Profanity in five different languages crackled across the speakers as
the Gundam pilots warded off their attackers.
"Form up, and keep an eye on Duo," Heero ordered over the channel. "With
his impaired mobility, he's at a disadvantage against the dolls."
As soon as he received acknowledgement from the others, Heero switched
off the com and concentrated on the mobile dolls. With two quick shots
from Wing's beam cannon, he took out about a third of the attackers, then
he ditched the gun and drew his beam saber. Gunning his verniers, he
zoomed at the main section of the attacking suits, slicing dolls left
and right. A quick glance at his screens showed that the others were also
taking out a good number of the enemy, even the substantially slower than
usual Duo.
Heero attention was diverted by the beeping radio. He hit the button,
growling. "What is it?"
"Heero, the base is about to blow! We've gotta get out of here, NOW!" Duo
yelled.
"In case you didn't notice," Heero hissed, "there is still about a third
of a battallion of mobile dolls that are determined to keep us here."
"Well, excuse me for tryin' to warn you, you cast-iron bastard!" Duo
replied angrily.
"Will you stop distra-" Heero cut off as a doll got in a shot on him,
throwing him against the control panel. He hissed in pain, lips drawing
back to reveal his fangs. Spinning, he lashed out, chopping the offending
mobile doll in half. "Stop distracting me?" he continued harshly.
The only response he got was a raspberry and a crackle of static that
indicated Duo had shut off his end of the channel. Heero sighed and spun
to continue destroying mobile dolls, when the base they had wired exploded.
The five pilots were still much too close. As they were tumbled about
willy-nilly by the blast, they failed to notice the strangely colored rip
in space that appeared nearby. One by one, the Gundams and their pilots
were drawn into the tear, for a VERY rough ride. Luckily, or unluckily,
depending on your point of view, the boys had all been knocked out by that
time.
tbc...
Teena: ...I wouldn't mind knowing what the hell you did, Duo.
Duo: Sorry, need to know basis.
Teena: I'm the author! I think I need to know!
Duo: *shakes his head, grinning evilly* Nope.
Chapter 2