by Snow Tigra and Chibi Shi-Chan
Quatre sat in the chair, fidgeting as he watched Duo
toss and turn in bed. After the guys left Duo's fever
had gotten worse. Quatre had tried to reach out to
him to calm him a bit, and it had worked a little, but
he still felt so much pain. He'd already tucked in a
second blanket around the unconscious boy and managed
to wet down a ripped piece of cloth to place over his
forehead thanks to a small sink in the corner. He
hoped it was helping, but he really couldn't tell.
"Don't worry Duo. Everything is going to be fine. We
just need to find a way out of here and get off this
planet." Quatre let out a sigh and ran his hand
through his short hair. "If only we had a
Quatre's face lit up as he spotted a large machine in
the corner that looked to be pretty smashed, but not
too bad. Jumping up from his seat he rushed over and
brushed away the debree, quite thankful that the
number of vines in the room was pretty minimal and
they hadn't reached the machine yet.
He eyed the wires and circuitboards. Pulling a pocket
sized tool kit from a pocket in his flight suit, which
was required to be carried at all times, he fiddled
around a bit with the wires. He felt so stupid, how come
he hadn't looked around the room for a comm earlier? This
was the answer to his prayers and he couldn't keep in a
small cry of joy as the machine jumped to life and the
small video screen blinked on.
Lady Une stood up and smiled at her now empty desk.
The day was over and she'd finally finished enough
work to allow herself to go home and get a good
night's sleep. Grabbing her jacket from the back of
her chair she slipped it on and headed for the door,
flicking out the lights.
Closing her office door she was fishing in her pocket
for her keys when she heard a trill beeping from her
office vid-phone. Sighing softly she opened the door
and stepped back into the room. She turned the lights
back on and hit the button to answer the call.
The screen flashed on and a very fuzzy picture appeared
on screen. A transmission from an older machine?
Lady Une blinked in surprise as she recognized the
caller, a very tired looking Arabian blond with messy
hair and a flight suit which had blood splattered on
its shoulder. Her coat slid out of her hand to the
floor as she stared in surprise.
"Ms. Une. We need someone to come a get us
"What's happening over there?" She asked, already
rushing to her desk to use her back-up comm to make
the call. This one was an older version so it took a
moment to start up and she could only send text
messages, which she did as Quatre explained.
"Well, it seems that there is no human life in this
compound but us. It may sound crazy, but this is the
honest truth. The entire place is filled with plants,
dogs, zombies and worse! Duo is very sick, and the
others went to find Noin and Zechs on their own. I
don't know how much longer we can last up here."
Lady Une spared him a look of horror as she
quickly sent out the SOS. What kind of things had she
unknowingly sent those boys up against? As
unbelievable as it sounded, she knew that her best
agents would NOT joke around about this.
"Calm down Quatre. Look. Sally is in the area, so
she can pick you up. Just be outside-"
"That's another thing. We can't go outside. Well,
not on the ground anyway."
"Not...on the ground?" Lady Une blinked in confusion
but quickly shook it off, realizing she didn't have
time to ask for details. "Then get to a roof or an
area where Sally would be able to see you. As soon as
possible. Trowa should have a flare or two you can
send up to signal."
"I'll contact Sally then and relay the message. In
the meantime...be careful, that's an order. And don't
"Yes ma'am. Quatre out." The two disconnected. Lady
Une immediately dropped into her seat once more and
sent Sally another message further explaining the
situation and where she would have to pick the boys
up. After that was finished she leaned back in her
chair and sighed. Silently she sent out a prayer that
her team would make it out of that place alive. She
had every bit of faith in them but from what little
Quatre had told her it seemed there was a large chance
they might not make it. Placing her face in her hands
she sighed once more.
"You guys are the best qualified." She said mocking
her earlier words. "But I'm sure you were NOT trained
to take on things like that. Please make it out
safely and all in one piece."
Heero, Trowa and Wufei continued to walk down the
hall. In all honesty, they had no clue as to where
Noin and Zechs would be. The trail had run cold back
around the airshaft so they were pretty much walking
in the dark. All they could do was explore the
hallways and hope they were taking the right ones.
They had deduced that Noin and Zechs would have headed
for the next available comm room to make their
distress call again, but there were none in range.
They needed some kind of lead, and fast!
While walking along Wufei happened to glance up, his
eyes following the vines which covered the ceiling.
He paused in his walk as he noticed an air vent in the
ceiling which had vines curling out of it, but they
weren't moving, instead they were burnt to a crisp.
"Guys check this out." Wufei called. The other two
looked to where the Chinese boy was staring and
gasped. Their eyes followed the ceiling farther down
the metal passage and discovered burn marks dotting
the ceiling and eventually the walls ahead.
"Just like in the comm room Zechs and Noin contacted
us from." Trowa said, picking up a vine. The black
plant turned into dust in his hand.
"Listen." Heero said as he took a few steps ahead.
He could hear dragging footsteps but there was another
sound besides that...
And the high-pitched hissing that came from a
Without another word the three ran towards the noise,
hoping against hope that it would be who they were
searching for. Had fate actually decided to turn in
Up ahead, surrounded by slithering plants, stood Zechs
and Noin. Noin held a homemade blowtorch made from a
fire extinguisher while Zechs had a smaller gun, both
trying their best to keep the thick vines at bay.
Wufei immediately loaded his gun with flame rounds and
"Heads up!" He yelled loudly
"Wufei?" Noin looked up in shock. Zechs looked up
as well and got the hint. Grabbing Noin around the
waist he pulled her past a group of thick vines,
hissing softly as one managed to catch him around the
leg. Both tumbled to the ground and while Noin used
her blowtorch on the one holding Zechs Wufei fired at
the source of the vines.
A screech echoed through the hallway and the plant
recoiled into the air vent from which it had come,
disappearing out of sight. The three Preventers raced
over to their comrades, Heero immediately kneeling
down to inspect Zechs' leg, but luckily the plant
hadn't broken the fabric.
"Are we ever glad to see you," Trowa said with a light
"Same here, who sent you?" Asked Zechs.
"Just you three?" Noin asked as she helped Zechs to
his feet. "What about Quatre and Duo?"
Heero sighed softly. "Duo was attacked and Quatre is
staying with him in one of the bunkrooms. He's not
doing too hot."
Noin and Zechs' faces turned very troubled. "Attacked
by what?" she asked softly.
"Spiders, and something that faintly resembled a
"Shit," Zechs cursed softly. "We have to get back."
Noin nodded. "Yes, now, before Duo changes."
Heero's eyes went wide and he froze. "Changes?" he
whispered in a frightened voice.
But no one answered his question, he didn't expect
them too. Instead all five raced down the hallway
back in the direction where they'd left Quatre and
Duo. All the while Heero was cursing at himself, he
knew he shouldn't have left Duo alone!