DISCLAIMER:I don't own Gundam Wing.  I have no idea who does, and frankly I
don't care.  I'm just borrowing the chars to write some fanfiction-nuttin
illegal.(at least i don't think so...*grins*)

Note- Okey dokey peeps.  Here is my very very first GW ficcie! Yay! Anyway,
since I'm not good with any technical stuff, some of the terms or whatever
may be inaccurate.(Is that a word?) I'm also not good with any medical
stuff.  Now that we've got that cleared up, I hope you like the fic! It
contains blood, smashed metal, swearing, and Duo feeling guilty.  Yay!  For
these reasons I rate it PG13.  You have been warned!  This takes place
during the series. Just forget about how it ended and pretend this happened!
*grins* Also, please tell me what ya think of my writing at
skylightning10@hotmail.com.  I really appreciate it, really!  Also tell
Odie-chan what you think of her wonderful site! Anyway, enough of my
rambling on, here's da fic!
 

    Miliardo Peacecraft smiled at the blond engineer.
    "So what does this "disguiser" machine do, pray tell?"
    A smile creased the man's face. "Sir, it disguises a man's comrades, so
he sees them as foes.  Our enemies would destroy each other!"
    Miliardo's mind raced.  "You mean-we could use this against the
Gundams!  They would....kill each other!"
    The engineer's eyes glinted.  "That's the idea, sir."
    Miliardo grasped the man's hand. "You have just been promoted to Chief
Engineer."  The blond grinned.
    "Thank you, sir!" Miliardo looked at him. "I have a errand for you.  Go
tell my pilot to send out twenty mobile dolls.  Attract the Gundams
here-into our trap!"
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    The young pilots of the Gundams were nowhere near happy as they raced to
the scene, where twenty mobile dolls awaited their arrival.  However, they
were unknowing of what they were really getting into.
     "Can't Miliardo give us one damn break once in a while?!" Duo groaned.
Heero, ever calm, raised an eyebrow.
     "What's this?  You don't want to fight?"  he asked.  Duo shot him an
evil glare.  Wufei sniggered.
     "Neither of you should go to sleep tonight." he warned. Wufei rolled
his eyes.  "Oh, I'm scared."
     Trowa sighed as he scanned the upcoming battlefield.  "Shut up, both of
you."
    Quatre looked at the assembled mobile dolls.  "Why is he doing this?"
Duo gave him a sidelong glance.  "Why is who doing what?"
    The blond sighed. "Whay is Miliardo doing this? He knows we can defeat
twenty mobile dolls.  Why is he doing it?"
    Trowa shrugged. "Who knows?"
    Heero, however, was suspicious.  "He's got somethin' up his sleeve.
Everyone be on the lookout."
    As the five flew in front of the mobile dolls, Duo grinned.  "Party
on!"  With that, the once-peaceful area was transformed into a raging fight
scene.
    Quatre frowned as Sandrock made a mobile doll into two half-mobile
dolls.  "This is way too easy.  Way, way too easy.  What the heck is going
on?"
   In his ship, Miliardo watched the scene. "Ahh, they are catching on.  But
they will never know.  What an appropriate way for them to die, eh?" he
said, turning to Dorothy.  The blond grinned.  "Absolutely, sir."
   Miliardo looked at the blond engineer. "Turn on your machine."  The man
smiled evilly before flipping a switch on the large black machine.
"They'll never know what hit 'em!"
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   "This is too easy!" Duo yelled to Heero, who was nearby.  Heero nodded
his agreement.  "This isn't right at all."  Duo looked out his window at
Zero. He gasped.  It wasn't Zero!  A mobile doll now stood in its place.
"What the hell....Heero, where are you?"
   "I'm right here.  Where I was two minutes ago." their leader answered.
   "No you're not! There's a mobile doll there now!" Duo shouted. A sudden
attack from a mobile doll behind him broke him off.  What was going on?
   It only took Duo a minute to figure out that this was no ordinary mobile
doll.  It was too fast, too strong, too agile.  It took all of Dou's ability
to keep alive.  "Damn! What is this thing?!" he yelled furiously.  Wufei
mirrored his cry.  "This thing is strong!"
   Quatre's voice broke in. "Both of you freeze!"
   "Are you nuts?!" Wufei howled.  "This thing's gonna slaughter me and
you're tellin' me to freeze!"
   "Just DO it!" he yelled.  Against their better judgement, both of them
stopped.  Duo prepared to get sliced open, cursing his blond friend.  After
a minute, it became apparent that neither of them was going to get killed.
Their opponents had also stopped.  "Ooooookay, what the hell is going on?"
Wufei asked.  It came to Duo. "Oh hell-we're fighting each other!" he
exclaimed.
   "Yep.  They've figured out a way to disguise us as foes." Quatre
explained.
    Duo groaned."Oh great. Is it just me or is Miliardo getting smarter?"
    Trowa cut in. "What do we do about it?"
    "There's nothing we can do. We can't tell ourselves apart from anyone!"
Heero answered.
    Trowa destroyed a mobile doll that had ventured too close.  Five of the
mobile dolls, including him, were not fighting.  These were the Gundams.
About ten real mobile dolls darted around, taking advantage of their
confusion.  Heero narrowly avoided one, slicing its head off at the last
possible second.  "We're gonna get killed just standing around here.  the
best we can do is try to keep track of where everyone is and hope we don't
murder each other!" he yelled. The rest agreed as the remaining mobile dolls
charged for them, firing.
   They were hard pressed.  Duo groaned as he sighted another ten heading
for the fight.  "Shit, here come some more."
   Quatre was surrounded by the mobile dolls.  He furiously fought them,
hoping they were all genuine.  As more and more ceased to exist, Quatre
scanned the thinning warriors.  Something to his left made him turn to
look.  A mobile doll was heading full speed toward him.  Quatre turned to
face the threat, readying his weapon.  Suddenly, a noise to his right caught
hs eye.  Another was heading toward him.
   That second cost him.  Taking advantage of his distractment, the first
machine raised its weapon and raked it down Sandrock's front.  Quatre yelled
in pain as the metal crashed in on him.  Then, blackness reigned, and Quatre
felt nothing more.
    Duo could only stare in horror at the wreck in front of him.  The image
flickered from mobile doll to Gundam.  More precisely, Quatre's Gundam.
    "Oh shit..............."
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I seem to have a tendency to hurt my favorite characters, eh?  I'm really
sorry it was so short, but I'm tired.  Anyway, I hope you like it!  Please
email me at skylightning10@hotmail.com.  Thankies!  The more feedback, the
faster the next one gets out.....