Fate...

!!!Disclaimer the Gundam Wing characters does not belong to me. They belong to their respective owners. So please don't sue me a little girl who has a lot of spare time on her hands? Besides if I owned them Duo would be evil or the main character.... hehehehe!!!!

I never had Time for religion. It seemed foolish to me. To pray never knowing it would be heard. I see all the Violence around me, and wonder if there is a God, how it Let all this pain & suffering happen. How that God could Let me take all those lives that weren't mine to take. I Always wondered how Duo did it. Having such a strong belief in God, a God he could never see or hear. After he killed all those people, then praying for forgiveness. Seeing always wearing that cross, made me feel as if I wear missing something. Something important.

It was about 10 o'clock in the morning when I got a phone call

"Heero Yui," said the man on the other end.

"Who's asking?!"

"Do you know a Mr. Maxwell?"

"What About Duo!" There was a long pause.

"I'm Sorry..........there was a car accident." Right at that moment my body went numb. I haven't seen Duo since the war ended & that was seven years ago. So many times I wanted to pick up the phone & see how he was doing. Now I will never know.

"Sir are you still there."

"Yeah."

"We need you to come to colony L2 to identify him."

"Yeah, I will be down there as soon as I can."

"Again, I'm sorry......." As I hung up the phone. I started to shake. I couldn't stop. I collapsed. I don't remember feeling. Just an empty void. Then all my feelings came out of the darkness. All the pain, suffering, hurt, anger, grief. As I stood up. I pushed all of my feeling down, down in to the darkness. I packed a small bag of clothes. Then I headed down to the shuttle station. The next shuttle to colony L2 was in an hour & thirty-five minutes. I had to wait. Sitting there, watching all the people pass me by. Thinking what kind of person I am. Duo was my first & only friend & I let him down. I let him die................

"Last call for flight 1704. I boarded the shuttle. DAMN IT!! The shuttle was full. I had an aisle seat. When we finally took off it was about twelve thirty. I closed my eyes & tried to get
Some sleep. To escape my hell, my so-called life. At least for a short while.................

"MOMMY I WANT A SODA..........MOMMY I WANT A SODA NOW MOMMY! WAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

This continued for a half n' hour..........I snapped........ I got up & walked two rows behind my seat.

"SIR.............SIR PLEASE TAKE YOUR SEAT" I didn't pay any attention to her. I picked up tha Little Brat by the collar of his shirt. His feet were off the ground. I wouldn't let go.

"YOU MONSTER! PUT MY CHILD DOWN!" She started to hit me with her purse. The kid started to cry. Seeing his tears his innocence, I realized then that Duo would never be a father. At that moment I put the kid down.

"I'm Sorry......................." I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to say. I bought the kid a damn soda to stop him crying. For the rest of the flight everyone gave me the dirtiest looks I EVER got in my life. That didn't bother as much as what they were saying under their breath. At least I shut the kid up & got some sleep.

When the shuttle arrived at colony L2. I got off of it as soon as I could. Then I asked directions to the morgue. I had to ask several people before I got an answer. I took a taxi to third 3rd street. The sight of the morgue gave me cold sharp pains in my sides. Knowing that Duo was in there. As I walked in, I tried not to think about it.

"Hello, may I help you?"

"Yes, I'm Heero Yui. I'm here to identify Duo Maxwell."

"Okay, we spoke over the phone. Please follow me." As I followed the man I tried not to think what lay ahead. As we turned the corner. I saw the doors. I froze. Duo is in there cold, alone, lifeless.....There will be no more Happy times with him. No more of his non-stop talking. No more getting into arguments with him that had no purpose.

"Sir, are you all right?" I stared at the man. (NO I'M NOT ALRIGHT, I CAN'T DO THIS!)

"Sure I'm fine, lets continue."

As I entered the doors. I noticed the room was cold. Duo hated the cold. I think it reminded him of his childhood, spending all those nights on the street with no place to go.

"Excuse me why do you need me to identify him?"

"He got in a bad car accident & his Driver license picture was scratched off. All we saw was the Name & birthday. Also we found your phone number in his wallet. Well Mr. Yui are you ready?"

(Car accident, He Suffered......No I can't do this!) I nodded my head.

He looked at his chart."Duo Maxwell......number 27." He walked over to the wall & found number 27, then he opened it. As he pulled out the medical table. My heart was pounding, laying on the table was a zipped up black sac. As he slowly unzipped the body bag. I was trying to stop myself from shaking. As he stepped a way from the medical table. He asked,"Is this Duo Maxwell?" My face grew pale. My head felt like it was spinning. I collapsed, I couldn't help myself from vomiting.

"Sir is this Duo Maxwell?" I wiped the vomit off of my chin.

".............yes......"

"Are you okay Sir."

"DO I LOOK OKAY?!"

"..........I'm......sorry....I shouldn't have.."

"No you don't have to apologize. May I have a few minutes alone with him?"

"Of course you can, but before you leave I need you to a sign a document confirming that's Duo, & I'm terribly sorry for your loss."

As he left I stood back up. I approached Duo. He was pale, a pasty white color. He had open wounds all over his body. I stared at trail of Dried blood, once streaming from his mouth. Then, I noticed on his arms were scars, Deep unforgiving scars. These weren't from the accident. I could tell, they were self-mutilation scars. The same ones I have....... He had a major gash on his forehead. His eyes were closed. His hair was unbraided & His Brown mane covering his face. I gently pushed his hair off his forehead, as if he could still feel my touch. I drew my hand back. He was ice cold.

"Duo you were,......are my only true friend." I took his hand in mine. I was on the verge of tears. I pushed back the tears back. Remembering what Duo said,"Boys don't cry."I set his hand down. "Duo I'm horrible at saying goodbyes. So this isn't a goodbye. Untill we meet again...pal........."

As I walked out of the room-leaving Duo behind, a tear steamed down my face. For the first time I wanted to believe there was a God. I would have given anything to believe that that wasn't Duo I just saw, but a shell & his soul is in Bliss. But as far I know there no such thing, maybe to other people, but not to me. Because if there was Duo would be alive.......

I walked down to his office. On the door was a label that read. Scott Summers.

I opened the door. He stood up immediately.

"Are you okay, Mr. Yui?"

"I'll be fine...................in time." He had the all documents Laid out before me.

I didn't even read them. I didn't care. For all I know I could have been selling my soul,.......if I had one. When I was done, he collected them. I stood up.

"Wait, please I have something to give you." He handed me Duo's wallet covered in blood, his blood. Also his keys & a piece of paper with Duo's address. I gazed at the paper, I was confused.

"You know it's only a few blocks away from here. Listen Duo didn't have many people he was close too, He had no family. You have the right to go there. Besides you have no place to go."He stood up & shook my hand. "Thank you for all of your help Mr. Yui."

"Take Care...........,"I said as I walked out of the door. I Stopped.

"Yes is there something wrong Mr. Yui?"

"Where is his Cross? It was his most treasured possession. Father Maxwell gave it to him before he died?!"

"I'm Sorry no such thing was found." I know it wasn't his fault, but I was just angry that it wasn't found. I slammed the Door as I left shaking the pictures on his office wall. When I got outside I looked at his address & started to walk.

I reached the apartment complex. The address matched the one I had in my hand. As I slowly climbed the stairs I couldn't shake the thought of something being wrong. It was possible for the Cross to break off in the accident, but wouldn,t the police or someone else find it? As I walked down the hall my footsteps echoed through the 13th floor. Then I didn't find it strange that I hadn't seen anyone in the entire building, but my mind was drifting. I reached apartment number 28. I slowly I turned the doorknob. As I entered his apartment. I felt like I didn't belong here that I was trespassing. I didn't even turn on the lights. From what I could tell Duo wasn't living in poverty. I found my way to the couch. I laid my gun on the coffee table. I took off my shirt, and threw that on the coffee table as well. My hand brushed over my scars. The same ones Duo had. It was selfish of me to think Duo had a perfect life after the war. As far as I knew he didn't start mutilating himself after the war. When I started.....I lay back on the couch. I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning. The thought of them not finding his cross engraved in my thoughts.

I noticed it. The sky light above me. I kept looking at it. The artificial sky with no stars. I couldn't look away. It reminded me of myself. Empty. Artificial. Man made. Created to serve a purpose. I never asked to be the way I am. I never asked to be a trained killer. At least the starless sky will always have a purpose unlike me.........

I awoke to a strange noise. I didn't remember falling a sleep. It was Dawn. Pinks & Blues filtered through the skylight. I waited to hear it again. I didn't even breathe...................There it was again. It came from the door. Instinctively I grabbed my gun & pointed it at the door. The cold hard metal in my hand was a familiar feeling. The Door burst open. The bright light coming from the hallway stung my eyes. I was blinded...I didn't even have time for an "Omae O Korosu". Who ever it was, I underestimated them. I felt the gun being pulled out of my hand. Then a swift kick to the groin. A sharp throbbing blow to the head. I was stunned.........I fell to my knees. I felt my head. As I pulled my hand away from my head. It wascovered in blood. The crimson trickled off of my hand, My vision began to blur. I looked up at the shadow of a shape of a person before me.

"Who are you.........." I felt a dizziness take over my body. I collapsed. I hit the hard cold floor. I struggled to get up. Then it was black................