AN: I don't own Gundam Wing.
This is rated PG-13.
Surely as the Sun
Chapter Two
You will call and I will answer you;
you will long for the creature your hands have made.
Job 14:15
Elliot Benja was a patient man.
Honestly, he was.
Of all of those pompous, idiotic council members, he seemed to be the only one with an idea worthy of consideration. He knew that it was going to be like an uphill battle trying to get mothers and fathers to willingly abandon their children to camps. But really, what other option was there? Humanity was going extinct, for goodness? sake. But none of that seemed to matter right now. He knew with time they would all see the necessity of his proposal. When families no longer had anyone left to carry on their names.
It had been wonderful publicity in the beginning. When his researchers had discovered that females who had not yet started their menstrual cycles could indeed get pregnant eventually, everyone had clung to his ideals and suggestions. So why did it seem such a ridiculous idea to protect them the only way he knew how?
None of it seemed to matter now, however. The idea was a cover-up, seemingly inconspicuous to the ignorant population of the entirety of human existence. People were blinded by their desperation, and in the end, he would be their only option. He and his creation.
Elliot stared through the small glass panel at the top of the containment area door. Inside was a man with unruly dark hair, muscles tense and tight, strapped down to a surgical table. His eyes were closed but his brow was knit together, sweat sliding down the side of his face. A doctor lifted the side of the man?s shirt and slid a very thick needle into the skin just above his hip bone. There was no reaction. He withdrew a fairly large amount of blood into the syringe itself, but then brought about another syringe and inserted a yellow liquid that looked almost like a carbonated beverage into the syringe with the blood. When the chemical reached the blood it reacted like acid, bubbling and spewing inside the glass. The doctor stopped and made some sort of mental note, then proceeded to re-insert the fused chemical back into the man?s body. He stepped away.
The patient clinched his hands tightly, the veins in his arms running along the surface. A moment passed before he groaned in protest, only slightly, then choked on the beginning of his yell as a wave of pain washed over him. His body attempted to twist in a fetal position but the straps restricted him, and in the corner of the room a heart monitor was beeping at an alarming rate. The doctors and Elliot watched on with impassive faces as the man suddenly began to shake violently from seizures, his eyes shooting open and then rolling into the back of his head as the chemical dispersed into his system. His teeth clamped down on his mouth guard, crushing it as another seizure took effect. After another moment, his body suddenly stopped and he lay flat and exhausted on the table. He gasped and then sighed, his chest moving up and down in irregular beats as the heart monitor began to slowly wine down. His eyes opened half-way, Prussian blue staring tiredly at the ceiling, not really focusing on anything.
The doctor from before slid a pen out from his coat pocket and scribbled something down on his clipboard, then caught Elliot looking in from outside the door. He grinned and waved him in. Elliot pushed open the door and clapped his hands together, a smile working its way on his face.
?Tell me my miracle is in the making. Come on, preacha?!? He laughed, rubbing his hands together.
?Well, this is the 74th trial we?ve run. It?s a miracle he?s survived the chemical this long, but if these test results are any indication of what?s to come, I?d say you?ve got yourself a bona-fide monster here, Vice Foreign Minister. This guy is?well, he?s just??
?Immortal. Unconquerable. Unbeatable! Perfect!? He practically squealed into the last phrase, then walked around to the side of the table and stared down at the man?s face, eyes now closed and a placid, slightly pained expression still left there even after he had fallen unconscious. Elliot frowned and reached into his pocket, pulling out a white handkerchief and dabbing it along the man?s mouth where a small spot of blood had splattered. ?Give me a report on last night, Doctor Patrenko.?
?Well, Heero went ? ?
?Heero Yuy does not exist.? He spat, eyes snapping to attention at the doctor, who stuttered for a moment and then regained his composure.
?Excuse me. The patient went unaccompanied outside of the premises with the hidden camera. He did nothing but what he was told to do before he left. There were no indications that he remembered anything from before coming here. He was attacked by three men on his second trip around the city, all three of whom had hand-held weapons.?
Elliot raised an eyebrow. ?And??
?He killed all of them, sir. Without hesitation?? He paused for a moment and scanned his clipboard. ?A 4% increase in reaction time, 6% increase in sound detection?there was one point when he heard some rodent before it even moved.?
?Alright. Sounds like his body is accepting the chemical nicely. I?m feeling a little?daring. Send him on another run tonight. This time, let him interact with people. See how he handles society without seeming conspicuous.?
The doctor nodded and turned back to Heero, starting to remove his bindings.
?Oh, before you do that?give him another shot of it.?
Doctor Patrenko sputtered. ?Bbut?sir, we?ve never administered more then one trial every two days. If you were to give him two in one day it could overdose his system entirely??
?Do not question me! Do it now. I?ve got a conference with those idiot delegates in thirty minutes to decide what the fate of Relena Peacecraft?s political career will be, and we are running out of time. He must be ready!? Elliot stalked out of the room and slammed the door. The Doctor nodded quietly and walked over to Heero?s bed-table. He picked up Heero?s limp arm and tapped slightly against his wrist, checking his pulse. He once again peeled back Heero?s shirt, now drenched in sweat. Heero?s jaw clenched and he seethed between his teeth, his body subconsciously trembling at the contact.
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?Princess??
Relena?s gaze drifted lazily over to the doorway where Duo stood, a cocky grin on his face. In his hands he held a fairly-sized bouquet of bright blue Larskpur showered with white Foamflower. Hilde stood behind him, looking small and a little timid in jeans and a t-shirt. Her black hair shone in the light from the hallway and she half-smiled in the glare.
?I was thinking we could go for a walk around town tonight. What do you say??
Relena looked out the window. Duo sighed. She never went out. She hadn?t left this building unless it was absolutely necessary since they brought her here months ago. He had just been hoping today would be different?
She looked outside at the dark clouds in the distance. She sniffed the air.
Rain. It would rain tonight.
She smiled and turned back to the couple and offered a barely perceptible nod. That was all Duo needed.
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Several weeks passed by, and each day Relena Peacecraft would stay outside a little longer. Smiles half-crippled by the wake of her constant depression would appear seemingly out of nowhere, and even though they were bittersweet and heart-wrenching, Duo Maxwell, along with everyone else, were thankful for something. Anything other than the vacant expression she had worn for so long. Relena?s quarters were located in various countries around the globe, but she seemed to have a particular interest in an isolated location in Australia. The vast dry and desert regions were a thing to be reckoned with daily, but several weeks ago there had been an unparalleled amount of rainfall in the area she had been staying in. On the days that it would rain she would attempt to brave the outside world, short bouts at a time of course, and face the monster of human selfishness in small doses. Duo Maxwell was her constant companion, avoiding the turmoil of his own life at home to try and salvage what he could of Relena?s existence.
The following weeks transpired in a series of violent protests across the globe. Elliot Benja?s proposal was widely protested, and yet also supported by a large number of the population. But not enough of the population to have it surpassed, as of yet. In an attempt to try and quell society?s fears the ESUN Government had issued standard military gas masks to every household. Protestors came up with reasons against the aforementioned camps, now dubbed Fertility Camps, claiming among their arguments and persuasions that humanity should ?just let nature run its course?. Human cloning was being studied on a world-wide scale, scientists from among Russia, China, Japan, the United States and, oddly enough, Colony X18997. They had yet to have a successful trial but their studies were examined closely while people looked on with wary eyes.
Meanwhile, Preventor Une and her entire Bureau of Preventors, along with her Special Ops team, uncovered the inner workings of Elliot Benja at a grinding rate. Wufei Chang and Sally Po were partnered together as moles in Elliot Benja?s manufacturing company, but nothing had yet been discovered until two weeks after Relena Peacecraft?s incline. While Wufei actually worked inside the company, Sally was deep into the security and health disctricts. It was whenever she was going through a routine scan of the grounds that she discovered a blueprint of one of the fertility camps and a signed and approved seal of approval from several of the delegates. It was only to be a trial, to see if it was possible to house that many children and not let any un-filtered air into the base. There were to be 40 young girls from families who would volunteer.
?I said no.?
?Come on Mom. You know that I?m the perfect candidate for this! How many other children do you know of who could politically disfigure a 55 year old member of the senate by the age of 8, huh?? Mariemeia stomped her foot on the ground in an uncharacteristic show of frustration, Lady Une sitting idly and patiently across from her on a lush recliner inside their mansion. Une had taken her in as soon as she had a full recovery after the Coup D?Etat.
Une sighed and put down the paper she had been reading, taking her reading glasses off and then rubbing the bridge of her nose. She knew that Mariemeia was right, but had refused the idea of sending her in undercover when the Special Ops team had brought it to her attention. It was only whenever Trowa Barton had spoken to her in the quiet, to-the-point way that was definably him that she had begun to consider it. But then the idea of her sneaking around on such dangerous grounds, her growing suspicion of Elliot Benja nagging in the back of her mind, sent her riveting back into a state of clear refusal.
?No! I will not send you into some watered-down version of a concentration camp. Who knows what they could do to you there, especially if you get caught.?
Mariemeia?s face turned a shade of red and she began to fume, but then she took a deep breath and sighed, sitting down at who she now considered her mother?s feet.
?Mom, I could start anytime now. I want to be able to have children one day. Now, I know that?s not why I?d be going into the camp, but it?s important to me. And I know that I can do this. I know that I can uncover some of what they?re doing there, and I can get some major dirt on that Benja guy.?
Une rolled her eyes. ?That Benja guy is the new Vice Foreign Minister and he could have you killed on grounds of treachery if you?re discovered.?
?Not if I?m a minooor?? she sing-songed.
She sighed and stared at Mariemeia?s face, her red hair falling around her shoulders and blue eyes staring up at her curiously. She was all that Une had in the world. If something were to happen to her?but then again, she couldn?t keep her here forever. Mariemeia was always meant for great things. She was meant to make a difference.
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He saw her as he was going through a routine check of the city outside of the underground base. He had trained to his full limit that day and was slightly exhausted, so he had taken his time walking back to the base. His eyes caught everything, his ears heard everything, and so having his focus drawn to one person out of sheer reaction was something he was not expecting. She was wearing a bright yellow dress, and her blonde hair was pulled back in a series of lazy curls framing her high cheekbones and sharp jawline. She smiled at something a man with a long braid and big, humored eyes said. He touched her hand and held her gaze for a moment as they lowered their voices, but even at the 30 or so feet away from them that he was he could hear what they were saying without even trying to zone in on them.
?I?m so proud of how far you?ve come. I?d almost given up, but I knew that you were strong. Stronger than the rest of us.?
She blushed and gave him a lop-sided smile, absentmindedly rubbing her thumb across the top of his hand. An odd feeling ebbed away at the pit of his stomach, but he ignored it and continued watching as the couple spoke in quiet tones, staring at one another as if they were the only thing keeping the other sane.
?You mean so much to me Duo.? He paused, noting that the name sounded vaguely familiar. ??you?re my best friend. If it hadn?t been for you, I?d probably still be stuck in that psyche ward wasting away??
Duo snorted and pulled his hand away to reach behind him and tighten the ponytail at the bottom of his braid. ?Ah, come on Princess. Don?t give me all the credit. You brought yourself out of that hell.?
She laughed. ?Well, praying did help, believe it or not.?
He smiled charmingly. ?Of course it did.?
He slid out from beneath the small space he was hiding in between two buildings and made his way closer to her, snaking along so as to not attract much attention. He was halfway to her when he realized that she kept turning back and looking behind her, as if she knew he was there. Duo looked curiously behind her too after she had done it two or three times.
??something wrong Relena??
The moment he heard her name a memory flashed in his mind?s eye.
The same girl watching him with distressed eyes as he pointed his weapon at a small child and pulled the trigger. It was blank.
?I will never kill anyone?ever again?I don?t have to, anymore??
His body gave way and he fell to the ground. A flash of golden hair swept in front of him and he was suddenly cradled in two small arms, her fingers running through his hair as she fell with him. Then there was nothing but heat and breath and the sound of her sure, steady heartbeat.
Relena was looking straight at him now with a look of sudden fascination. She was saying something, but his mind was so clouded and confused from several recollections passing through his mind at once that he was unable to concentrate on what she was saying. When he didn?t respond to her she started towards him and he jerked backwards, shaking his head to try and clear his mind. She reacted with a hurt expression, her brow knitted together in confusion. Duo stood behind her and grabbed her shoulder, focusing on her face. When she pointed at him Duo looked his way, and he ducked quickly back behind the alleyway.
??did you see??
?What? See what??
He peeked around the corner and saw that Relena was now lying on the ground, clutching her shirt above her chest and gasping for air. Duo was above her holding her hand and speaking into his cell phone frantically. A crowd of people had gathered around, but even through the crowd he could see her straining her neck to look at him upside down.
?Heero??
He started in surprise and started backing away, tripping over something in the street. He stumbled backwards and then took off in a dash, clenching his fists at his sides. Why couldn?t he remember?
After he had made it safely out of the city he tried to concentrate on his mission, but could not think of anything but the girl with ocean eyes and long hair of sunshine staring at him like he was?like she needed him. He growled underneath his breath and tried to pace around and cool off, but memories kept breaking through in bits and pieces. She had said his name in a way that sent his pulse racing, and the need to go back there and make sure she was alright was driving him insane. He could see her eyes pleading with him to stay, to come back to her.
Heero. Heero.
Heero?
He heard footsteps as he made his way back to his quarters and turned to find Doctor Patrenko staring at him cautiously. He motioned for him to get on the operating table and he did so obligingly, lying still as the doctor tied the familiar restraints.
?How did it go??
?I trained as you instructed. There was a girl??
He closed his eyes as the doctor inserted the needle and withdrew the blood, thankful for something familiar.
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When Heero Yuy awoke several hours later, he didn?t remember the girl with the smile that awoke something inside of him and sent him reeling. He didn?t remember that pang of jealousy he felt when she touched the man with the long braid?s hand. He didn?t remember the way she said his name and brought every kind of feeling of ecstasy to the surface of his skin, hot with desire and longing and loneliness that broke through the walls within him.
He didn?t remember anything at all.
Surely as the Sun - Chapter Two (PG-13)
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This story is painfully beautiful. I'm so glad that I started reading it with so many chapters already written, Finished I think, yeah? It's so good, it's been a long time since I've read a really good fanfiction. Keep Writing Keep Writing Keep Writing!!!!!!!!!!!! 
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