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Fic: A Wrench to the Heart 24/?

A Wrench to the Heart 24/?
By Max
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing.
Warning: EXTREME violence. Shini is having a run and venting some pent up anger
Note: These events happened before the events of Chapter 23.

There had been some moments in their lives where Duo had just screamed out something along the lines of ‘OH my god!’  It was usually something kind of shocking and probably not very pleasant. Heero had always found that phrase slightly irritating. Neither of them actually believed in any gods, even though Duo sometimes spoke of believing in Father Maxwell’s god with some nostalgia. Racing up the stairs to some room... Heero expected to find someone coloring on the walls or something. Children - after all.
It wasn’t the right preparation.
He was still going forward slightly when Duo backed into him, radiating some kind of primal terror. At moments of real stress, Duo did occasionally believe in ghosts. There had been this one time - in the war - when Duo had the flu and Heero swore…

Fic: A Wrench to the Heart 23/?

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A Wrench to the Heart 23/?  

By Max

Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing.

Notes: This is the second time I’ve done this chapter. Usually I write it and bam, it’s done. Because this one connected so very deeply into my own experience, I needed to write it again... clean it up a lot. So let’s see if I can do it right this time.

Warning: This is a violet chapter, likely to be pretty gritty.

It might have been a poor choice, coming back in time to the moment when his mind broke. It might not have been the best choice to leave Duo behind either. See - how this works is we get angry, I come out, I kick someone’s ass or die trying, and then he takes over again and we wander along our merry path. He’s cheery and emotional and caring and he’s got so many things to do. He’s respectable, ish, depending on the environment. He’s the mayor. I’m the serial killer. I’m the darkness that eats the cancer, the never ending rage.

Except.

He’s not here right now.

I just wanted to, so fucking badly.

I remember my…

My kitty :)

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fic: A Wrench to the Heart 21/?

A Wrench to the Heart 21/?
By Max
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing. I also don’t own Xmen.


Note: Oh goodness.. I am not sure I’m about to do this.


The word was crayon red against his ear, a brush of fears that never let go.  Julia’s voice whispered deep in his mind, impossible to ignore or disobey. “Hide.  There is a monster.”
Roy’s room was right next to the meditation room, because frankly, he spent a lot of time there.  All of the children scattered, running, when Julia’s warning rippled through the house.  
The hardwood floor was smooth against his bare feet. His heart beat so loud that there wasn’t enough room for air.  He shut his door, back against the door as shaking fingers locked the door. His daddy was too sick to fight the monsters. There was screaming.  Burning.  The monsters were going to eat Juju and Daddy and Jacob. Roy wiped the back of his hand over his face and ran, slipping under his bed so hard that he hit the far wall.  In the dark, he reached, little hands reaching…