Frightening yet calming

Enveloping the soul

Till it beats no more

Huddled in the dark, a lone figure stares out into the night. Memories from the previous night returns to the lone figures mind, shattering the already fragile heart once again.

/flashback/

Returning home from a previous mission, the tired form of the ever-famous Duo Maxwell, dragged his battered body out of the hanger and onto the nearby safe house. Smiling up to the sound of laughter, Duo was about to turn the knob when a startling voice made him freeze.

“Why do you guys think we have to work with that baka anyway? He’s just gonna get us killed one of these days with that ever childish antics of his!”

“Don’t really know and don’t really care.” Snorted an amused Trowa.

“I told you guys, just ignore him. It always works for me.” Injected Heero.

“Yeah, the lowly street rat always scurries away.” Chuckled Quatre, finally getting into the game.

Not knowing to the four, outside, an already fragile mask shattered into pieces as well as the owners fragile heart.

Running away with tears streaming down like a never-ending river of sorrow, the once known smiling Duo Maxwell did the only thing he could do, he ran. Accidentally bumping into a startled Rashid, Duo ran for all his worth to Deathscythe and flew away from the people he once thought of as friends and family forever.

/end of flashback/

A single ear slid down the heart shaped face. Soon others followed. In the darkness, no more was the smiling face, the ever-present laughing eyes and the life that was Duo Maxwell. In the darkness there left a huddled form staring out in to the night. With dead eyes that would have seeped the life out of those who were willing to live. And a heart that was once open and caring now lay a heart engraved in stone with the promise to never be hurt no more.

In the darkness the soul of once full of life Duo Maxwell, darkened and then emerged the true form of Shinigami.

An illusion

Harsh yet soothing

A never-ending darkness

With never ending pain

The next day, breakfast came tensely for the five pilots.

Entering the kitchen a solemn Duo ignored those around him. Eating his breakfast, while pointedly ignoring everything else around him, Duo eat his breakfast in silence.

Noticing something wrong with the normally loud American, Quatre went over, “Ohayo Duo-kun. Daijoubu?” Looking up with dead eyes, the American pilot gave the blonde one swift shake of the head. Then getting up, he left the kitchen table with four confused stares following him.

“What was that all about?” Piped the Chinese pilot.

Without anyone noticing, the stoic pilot, also known as Heero Yuy, stepped out and followed the braided pilot.

A few minutes later, the pilot of Wing soon found himself in the hanger, looking up at the greased form of Duo. Climbing up the ladder, the wing pilot soon found out that the pilot of Shinigami was unusually quiet.

Grabbing his hand Heero soon found himself with a dead eyed and very annoyed Duo Maxwell.

“Nani, Yuy?” A deadpan Duo demanded.

“Hn. Some things off. What happened to you?” replied a stotic looking Heero.

“None of your damned business Yuy.” Said Duo jumping off and storming out.

Looking down at the retreating form of Duo. Heero never noticed that Duo was not only walking out of the hangar. He was walking out of his life forever.

Cast out with no one to cling on

The soul looses it spark

To live, to be happy, to smile

The soul drowns in grief

Battle after battle came for the five pilots. Of the five, one fought with a darkness never seen before. A darkness what was paired up with speed and deadliness that soon brought the destruction of the opposing mobiles suites.

Noting the change in Deathscythe, the opposing mobile suites ganged up on the black Gundam, only to be destroyed with one swipe of its terminal scythe. Glancing at the fighting form of Deathscythe the other four Gundams couldn’t help but notice the lack of life in its movements. It was like the black Gundam seemed to just kill without any care in the world.

Explosion came after explosion. Back up came for the Oz troops. Soon the Gundams found themselves in a predicament and had to retreat. But the pilot of Deathscythe had other ideas. Hacking his way to the carrier, the black Gundam suddenly found itself surrounded. With dead cold eyes, Duo then breached and opened a comm link to the OZ suites. Smiling with hard dangerous eyes, the braided pilot gave every single one of them the very last words they would ever hear, “Omae o korosu”. Then suddenly the suites were enveloped in a great big flash of light.

Pain as over-whelming as the sea

Shattering the heart

The soul drifts away

Never to live again

Four sets of horrified eyes watched as Deathscythe emergred from the explosion where no OZ suite did. All watched as the black Gundam strode past and into the darkness.

That night, the four pilots found the dead body of Duo Maxwell, sitting below a tree with dead sad eyes staring up at the dark sky, a piece of paper in hand. Reaching down, Heero read the message with trembling hands: soon after grief filled eyes cried out his pain shattering his once thought stone heart.

“Words filled with hate and hurt

Breaking ones fragile heart

Words that struck the soul

Shattering ones love for life”

Hope the four of you are happy..

See you guys in hell.

- duo

OWARI