Ch 7- I only got one review for my last chapter, *grumble*

Wufei couldn’t stop staring at the man adjunctive to him. Duo, he was here; that braided annoyance was back in his life. There he was, blabbing like always with that all so fake happy grin on his face.

Something was wrong. The man was certainly more grown up and a ghost of permanent sadness marked him, but times with Ziedian rule would do that. Something else was wrong. Something more recent. Wufei shrugged his shoulder and dismissed it for the time.

“So, are you going to answer?” asked Duo.

“What? I’m sorry, I missed what you said.” Wufei said.

“What! You weren’t listening to me. Don’t you think that what I say is important? We just re-met and you already ignored me. I’m so sad.”

“Maxwell, shut up.”

“Okay okay. Now, how did you get here from where we were from?”

Wufei looked around. No one else was in sight. All of them had left to leave the friends alone after they had scraped their jaws off the floor. Good. He hadn’t told them about the Colonies and neither had Duo. Wufei looked into Duo’s eye and started.

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Wufei hit the busters, sending his mobile suit into flight. The suits still on the ground by the half destroyed Ziedian base shot missals at the retreating Wufei, Trowa, and Quatra. Trowa showered misals down to distract the troops. They would get away, no prob.

Wufei turned his suit around, toward the open space. But space wasn’t open then. Rank after rank of dolls uncloaked and stood in the pilot’s path. Wufei cursed the worst Chinese curse he knew. They were not supposed to be there. The base was supposed to be heavily guarded but not this heavily.

Natauku, his suit, would receive quite a sacrifice in blood by the time this was over. The pilots blood probably. He screamed attacked the unjust suits with all he had.

The fight lasted forever but ended too soon. He destroyed twenty dolls before he was defeated. Two dolls had attacked him from each side. No problem, he thought. Then another attacked him from the front.

It was tough; his mobile suit hadn’t been updated from the last wars blue prints. But the Ziedian, the Ziedian had done it. They had bought out or kidnapped the smartest scientist and convinced them to help them. The dolls were as superior as a gundam without the Zero system on it. But the Zero system had been installed in all the remaining gundams.

Just when he thought he had the upper hand and was going to beat them, another attacked and in the back to. He whipped his suit’s hand back, but it was too late. The doll stabbed into his main energy supply pack.

The pack burst; the other liquids in his suit burst. The pack exploded. The doll behind it exploded. The explosions sent his suit sprawling foreword through the doll’s lines. It also caused his head to jerk around. The back of his hit the counsel hard.

He didn’t lose consciousness, but only by a little. He watched as his suit drifted and drifted away from the fight and his still fighting friends. Even if he could move, he wouldn’t have been able to stoop the wandering path of his. The path that led him into the not traveled areas.

If he had been able to move, he could have looked back and see that two others followed him in two other broken suits. And he would have seen the colony and mobile suit free space.

Gravity caught him, the gravity of a planet, a planet strangely like earth.

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“So, how did you get here?” Wufei returned Duo’s earlier question.

“Heero brought me here in a light, a bright light.”

“Heero is here?”

“On this planet: I hope. In this building or any other place I know: no. Nowhere I know, nowhere I know…” Duo sniffed and wiped at his eyes.

Wufei turned away to let his friend have some privacy. So that was what was wrong.

Which pilot should come in next? You can make a suggestion…

By the way, I NEED a beta reader. Volunteers?