Double Duos

CH 7 : Duo or Daimon?

[back on peacemillion]

“Place them both on the tables.” J instructed. Quatre looked at the two Duo’s.
“This is going to get confusing. Can we name them injured Duo and Cryo chamber Duo for now?” Quatre asked.
o who which one is the real Duo? They’re exactly alike, both unconscious and both are probably going to tell us that they’re the real Duo,” Wufei explained.

“Well the best thing we can probably do is wait until they wake up. We’ll take shifts at watching over the two Duos..” Howard spoke up.
“I’ll take first shift. When they wake up I’m going to-”
“You’re not going to do anything Wufei. You will wait until we figure out what has been going on,” Heero interrupted. The last thing Heero wanted was for Wufei to strangle the wrong Duo.

Wufei nodded.
“Iey wey wake I will let you all know immediately,” He instructed as he sat in a chair near the door. “But personally I think we should kill the injured Duo. He was the one who was on Peace Million with us yesterday and that file said that the cryo chamber Duo was the real one.”
“I don’t think we should kill him. He’s still Duo. Maybe we should restrain him?atreatre asked. Heero thought about it.
“We’ll wait until they wake up. Howard can you lock down the Deathscythe and check if there’s anything in Duo’s diary logs that will tell us what really happened to Duo before he got captured.” Heero instructed. Howard nodded. Everyone left the room to return to their duties.

Duo mentally smiled to himself. He had listened to everything they’d said since the pilots carried him from the bar.
‘Cant wait to kill you all. Now is my chance.’
Duo opened his eyes only slightly so Wufei wouldn’t know. Wufei was sitting on a chair next to the door, playing with his knife. He was pulling it out of the case, sliding it back in, pulling it out, sliding back in; listening to the sounds or the metal scraping the case. Duo moved his eyes to look at the Duo injured Duo next to him. ‘I cant believe the plan worked. They’re so gullible!’

* * * *

**flashback**

Duo looked at the tied up Wufei. He looked off the roof back at the door to the bar. The bouncers were kicking people out of the bar.
‘Guess I’ll have to take the back door then.’ Duo took one last look at his prize catch and laughed as he ran back down to the club.

Duo ran to the back of the club and ran toward the back entrance. Une was already at the door, holding it open for Duo.
“Just like we planned,” Une smiled. Duo ran in the door and towards the lab, with Une close behind.
“We don’t have much time Daimon. I’ll get Duo out of the camber, you strip and take his place,” Une instructed. Duo nodded and began stripping down to his shorts as Une decompressed the chamber with the original Duo in it.

**endflashback**

* * * *

Daimon looked at the injured Duo next to him. The dose of sedatives Une gave Duo were still working. One of the doctors had set up a blood transfusion for the injured Duo.
‘Pity. They should’ve let him die.’
Daimon looked at Wufei again. Wufei looked bored and continued to play with the knife.
‘I have to catch him off guard.’
Just then someone knocked on the door. Wufei got up from his chair to open the door, leaving the knife on the seat. Soon as Wufei had his back to the two Duos, Daimon lept up off the table and in Wufei’s direction. In one fluid movement, Daimon grabbed Wufei’s knife from the chair and stabbed it into Wufei’s side. Wufei fell to the floor with a loud thud.
“Duo?” Wufei mumbled. Blood began to come out of his mouth as he fell unconscious. Quatre’s voice could be heard through the door.

“Wufei? Is everything alright?” Quatre asked. Daimon opened the door and quickly put the knife to Quatre’s throat. Quatre dropped the two cups of tea he was holding.
“Shh. Not a word pipsqueak.” Daimon whispered to the shorter boy. Quatre was shocked at the name Duo had called him.
“So you must be Daimon,” Quatre commented. Daimon smiled evily. His face read malice and fearlessness. Quatre had never seen such a look on Duo’s face before. Then again, this wasn’t Duo.....

“Lemme guess, You’re going to kill me and escape?” Quatre asked. He tried to remain as emotionless as possible. Daimon smiled devilishly.
“Maybe I will. Maybe I’ll use you as insurance first. I’m sure you pilots would do anything when one of you is at risk. I’ve read the reports. You all think that all you need to worry about are yourselves but really, you’d do anything for each other.”
“Don’t be so sure Daimon. You might as well kill me now. I’m ready to die,” Quatre said proudly. Daimon laughed.
“No your not and you know it. You’re still wishing on a hope that Trowa will come back to you. Pathetic,” Daimon smiled.

Quatre spotted a cookie on the floor next to his foot. Quatre looked at Daimon and raised his hands to get his field of vision high up.
“Look I give up okay. Do what you’re going to do with me then leave.” Quatre said sternly. Daimon looked up at Quatre’s raised arms.
“Put your arms down you loser. This isn’t a copw,” w,” Daimon said annoyed. Quatre discretely kicked the cookie behind Daimon, catching Daimon off-guard for a split second. Daimon looked down for a second, still keeping the knife in the direction of Quatre’s throat. Quatre took a step back and moved Daimon’s arm, then punched him in the face. Daimon was caught off-guard, taking a few steps back. Quatre then slid to the floor, taking out Daimon’s legs and ing ing him crashing to the floor. Daimon watched from the floor as Quatre began to get up and grab the knife which had skidded across the floor. Daimon raised his legs and kicked Quatre in the stomach, winding him. Quatre was unable to get off the floor because of his shortness of breath. He dragged Quatre into the room where Wufei and Duo were and put him on the floor next to the unconscious and dying Wufei. Quatre saw the blood pooling on the floor and nearly cried for his friend. Daimon walked upto Duo (still unconscious) and pulled the drip from his wrist. Daimon used the cord to tie up Quatre.
“They’ll.. find.. me,” Quatre mumbled. Daimon punched Quatre in the face, knocking him unconscious.
“No they wont.”

Daimon headed for the door and clicked the lock so that it was locked from the inside. Wufei was probably dead, Duo and Quatre were both unable to get to the door so it would make it hard for anyone to get to them any time soon. Daimon picked up the knife and headed for the docking bay. If he couldn’t get Deathscythe, he’d take the Wing Zero.
‘Although I could really do with the Deathscythe’s stealth!’

Daimon cautiously made his way towards the docking bay. On the way towards the docking bay were the dorms. Daimon quickly jumped into Duo’s dorm and locked the door. Someone was in the shower.
‘Shit! Who’s in Duo’s room?’ Daimon made his way towards the bathroom. He slid the door open a crack and peeked inside. Heero was in the shower. Daimon closed the door as quietly as he could and was about to exit the room when he saw the ven vent just above Duo’s bed. Daimon made his way to the bed and wrenched open the vent. It made a louder noise than what Daimon wanted so just to make sure Heero didnt follow him, Daimon grabbed the knife and slashed Heero’s shorts and top which were laid out on the bed.

‘This’ll hold him for a while.’
Daimon made his way into the air shaft and closed it behind him. Heero exited the bathroom after hearing the noise. He exited the bathroom in only a towel and examined the room. There was dust on the bed just under the vent shaft. His eye narrowed as he made his way to the bed. Heero grabbed his shorts to put them on.
“What the?!” Heero cursed as his shorts fell into three pieces onto the floor.

Heero hated the idea of going without his black spandex shorts and green singlet. He walked to the set of draws next Duo’s bed. He opened one of the draws and pulled out a pair of dark blue baggy jeans. He quickly put on the jeans. The hung low on his hips and they were baggy at the ankles, just how Duo liked them. ‘I’m gonna bloody trip over my own feet in these things!’ Heero thought to himself. He grabbed his gun and one of Duo’s baggy T-shirts out of the top draw an exited the room. Heero figured that it may have been Daimon who would’ve shred his clothes. He knew Duo was getting sick of ‘that green shirt,’ but Duo wouldn’t shred his clothes. Heero ran to the closest videophone and called Howard in the docking bay.

“Yes Heero?”
“Have you locked down the Deathscythe and shuttles yet?”
“Unfortunately we haven’t had time to shut off the Deathscythe, but all the shuttles are under lock-down. Why?” Howard asked.
“Shut down the Deathscythe NOW! I think Daimon is awake. I’m going to check and see why Wufei hasn’t raithe the alarm. Put the Peacemillion on red alert.”
“Understood Heero. Just one question. Who’s Daimon?” Howard asked.
“The fake Duo’s real name.”
Heero hung up and made his way towards the room where he left Wufei with the two Duo’s.

* * * *

Howard hung up and turned around to look around the hanger. He pressed the P.A. button next to the videophone.
“Alright guys! We’ve got a red alert. I want the Deathscythe locked down and I want you all to make sure all the shuttles are also locked down. There’s a dude somewhere in the Peace Million and we don’t want him to escape. He looks exactly like Duo. If you see Duo I don’t care if you think it is the real Duo or not. Do not let him leave! And don’t kill him, we don’t want to kill the real Duo by accident!” Howard announced. Within seconds, workers were running around in all directions. Howard made his way towards the dorms where the scientists had gone to sleep for the night.

* * * *

Heero ran to room 217 where Wufei was meant to be guarding the two Duo’s. Heero reached the room and found that the door was locked. He knocked but with no reply. Heero reached for the access panel next to the door. He opened it and played with the wires, causing the door to fly open.