I don’t own Gundam Wing. I don’t own DBZ either. I don’t own anything from Escaflowne, Pizza Hut, or whatever else you might think I might own. Quick note: If a section is dealing straight with a gundam pilot and their family they will be split up into five colors. Blue=Wufei, Purple=Heero, Magenta=Quatre, Dark-Red= Duo, and Green=Trowa.

 

 

Chapter eighteen: Endgame

 

The pilots jumped into their Gundams. They all looked at the extra seat Dr. J put into their Gundams. They were all desperately hoping that their plan would work. The girls moved back while the Gundams flew off.

 

“Please survive this time, Heero.” Relena said. Rei looked at her mother and knew she was still missing some important pieces.

 

“Are you sure this plan’ll work, Heero?” Duo asked.

 

Heero responded. “Dr. J’s good with plans.”

 

“Yeah,” said Quatre, “but he did get us killed with his plan in the future, remember?”

 

Heero didn’t respond.

 

“Michael,” Mingh Loh said over her Vidscreen, “we have enemies coming towards us.”

 

“I’ll take them.” Said Dominic. He started flying towards the pilots.

 

“Hey, Michael!” Duo asked the kid in the copycat Deathscythe. “Are you in there?”

 

“How do you know Michael?” Jimmy answered.

 

“Trowa!” Duo yelled. “This one’s yours, Buddy!”

 

“Please calm down, Dominic!” Quatre pleaded, “we’re friends, don’t you remember?”

 

“I have no friends,” replied Dominic, “Only enemies and allies.”

 

“That’s not true!” Quatre said as he removed something from his vest. He fought with Dominic until he gained the upper hand.

 

“Take this!” Quatre shouted as he used his shotels to slice through the Gundanium door just hard enough to make it open. Then he got of his Gundam and threw some powder at Dominic’s face.

 

“Hey!” Dominic shouted, but soon went to sleep. Quatre slipped Dominic out of the Gundam and put him into Sandrock. He buckled him up next beside him. Good thing Dr. j put in two seats with his plan, or this wouldn’t have ended well at all. Quatre thought. Then he shouted out to the other pilots, “Dominic’s safe! 1 down 4 to go!”

 

“That’s great…” said Duo. “Why couldn’t Deathscythe have iron-hot shotels to slice open Michael’s door. Ohh, I hate this system!” Okay, calm down Duo. There must be a way to lure him out. Think! Damn, that’s not really a strong point of mine.”

Duo watched as Michael’s Gundam tried to punch but failed, leaving Duo the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

 

“Let go weirdo!” Michael yelled.

 

Duo was shocked! Somehow, even though he was being manipulated Michael still kept his old attitude…that meant…

 

“Hey Michael!” Duo shouted, “I got a tasty Banana Hot-fudge sundae! Want it?”

 

“Yeah! No! Umm…Yeah! No!” Michaels head was hurting. Damn, I know I’m supposed to eliminate all obstacles but…my obstacles got a banana hot-fudge sundae! He said to himself. Finally, the urge took over. “I want one!”

 

“Good!” Duo shouted. “Open your door and I’ll give you it!” Michael opened his door and found he had been drenched  in white powder. “What was that for?” he asked, but he felt extremely tired and soon fell asleep. Duo grabbed him and shoved him into Deathscythe. He hollered to the others. “Michael’s fine! 2 down 3 to go!”

 

Damn! Wufei thought to himself. This Onna isn’t weak at all! He barely dodged another punch  from Mingh Loh’s Gundam. Wufei felt like he was losing this battle, when he heard Duo’s Voice again… “Hey pilots!” shouted Duo, “I don’t know if this helps, but apparently the kids can keep their own attitudes a little bit in the zero system!”

 

“Great!” shouted Wufei. If this is true, then Mingh Loh will be easy.

 

“Hey, you are a weak Onna!” shouted Wufei. “A total disgrace to your gender!”

 

“What?!” shouted Mingh Loh. “I am not! I am not a disgrace! I am strong!”

 

“You have no integrity!” shouted Wufei, “You have no bravery!”

 

“Yes I do!!” Mingh Loh replied.

 

“Prove it!” Wufei yelled. “Step out of your Gundam, and prove your bravery.”

 

“Fine you Baka! I will!” she shouted. She unbuckled her belt and stepped out. Then she realized  that sleeping powder had been poured on her face. “I have failed…” she said as she went to sleep. Wufei brought Mingh Loh to Nataku and safely buckled her in. Then he called out to the others. “Mingh Loh is fine! 3 down 2 to go!”

 

“Two to go.” Said Trowa staring intently at Jimmy. Maybe I can snap him out of it. Thought Trowa, I did with Quatre once.

 

“Jimmy.” Said Trowa. “Do you know who I am?”

 

“An enemy.” Responded Jimmy.

 

Trowa shook his head. “No Jimmy. Think harder. Who am I?”

 

“…” was Jimmy’s response.

 

“…” was Trowa’s response to Jimmy’s.

 

“Who are you?” asked Jimmy.

 

He doesn’t know me well enough for me to make a difference. Thought trowa. He really didn’t want to use this angle, but it was his last choice.

 

“Dragon, dragon…” Trowa began, “Rock the dragon.”

 

Jimmy flinched. “Dragonball…Z?”

 

“Dragon, dragon…” Trowa repeated again, “rock the dragon.”

 

Jimmy seemed paralyzed. He knew that song. He knew it well. Where from though? Jimmy thought. He decided to finish the song. Perhaps he’d remember. “Come…get…me?”

 

Trowa nodded his head.

 

Jimmy seemed to come out of his trance. He shook his head and wondered how he could ever have forgotten that song. “Trowa…?” Jimmy asked.

 

“Come out Jimmy.” Trowa responded.

 

Jimmy nodded his head and came out. Trowa got out also and pulled him toward his Gundam.

 

“Have a seat.” Trowa said. Then he shouted out to the other’s. “Jimmy’s fine! 4 down 1 to go!”

 

One to go alright. Heero thought. He had pinned down small Heero since before Quatre captured Dominic. He didn’t know how to handle the situation. If he let go, he’d just have to fight young Heero again, but he couldn’t stay on top of young Heero’s Gundam forever. Then he thought of something.

 

“Heero,” Heero asked, “Have you ever seen a lion and lamb resting together?”

 

Young Heero seemed puzzled at the question. After all, a lion and a lamb laying together was impossible, unless they were dead. Yet, somehow, he knew he saw that once somewhere.

 

“Yes.” Young Heero replied.

 

“Where?” asked Heero hopefully.

 

“Some…where…someone…someone drew it.” Young Heero said.

 

“Who drew it?” pressed on Heero.

 

“Some…one…someone close…” responded young Heero.

 

“Who was that?” Heero asked.

 

“My…my sister…my sister Rei!” Young Heero shouted.

 

“Correct.” Heero said.

 

Young  Heero shook his head. Mommy. Rei. My friends. I had forgotten everyone…He said to himself. He started shaking uncontrollably.

 

Heero got out of his Gundam and pulled Young Heero’s out of his. He stowed young Heero away to the seat next to his in Wing Zero. Then he shouted to the other Gundam pilots. “Heero’s fine. 5 down 0 to go. Mission complete.”