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I can remember being dragged off the battlefield, the smoke overwhelming my senses, all I felt was .. pain. I can still hear Duo yelling as Trowa hauled me up into the van then there was a gun shot.. the trip was blurry I can still remember at one point seeing Heero driving, and Trowa and Wufei crouching over me, their actions frantic. Where was Duo? I – I don't remember seeing him,
Gunshots, more and more gun shots. Whose shooting? Where is Duo? The van skidding now, I cant, I cant see Heero anywhere..
Where am I?
Trowa knelt over the sleeping figure, Oz were closing in fast. They already had to of left Duo behind, Trowa shuddered as he remember the sound of the gunshot. Duo had taken his own life so they could get out and for what? They shouldn't of left him. It doesn't matter now, they all, are still going to die. Trowa looks sadly at the collapsed figure behind the wheel, blood staining the floor rapidly. Then at Wufei, lying with his eyes closed, just a small cut on his forehead, could almost kid that he was still alive. Anger gripped his soul, new emotions awaking, there is no way I will let Quatre be captured, he swore to himself, holding the gun to Quatre's forehead almost lovingly. Before a gunshot from behind ripped through his skull killing him before he had the chance to pull the trigger.