Operation Blank Conspiracy 01

Gundam Wing fanfiction

Pairings: Duo/Heero, Quatre/Trowa

Warnings: violence, supernatural, kinky moments, guns, gundams, implied sex, men in drag, yaoi, etc...

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The Blank Conspiracy 01

Operation BC: Mission Report #01

Operation BC, or Blank Conspiracy, has begun. Infiltration has been completed. Our team, consisting of Trowa and myself, has finally broken through the terminal and has located several files through the secret government operation of the group called OZ. However, before we could fully process all of the information, they learned about our breech and locked us out. But we now know what our next mission will be.

Under Colonel Une's command, we are to head to Colony L2 to search for the missing person on the one file we were able to obtain. This person is our main objective. Their name and physical appearance are unknown, but we do have two clues to go by. One such clue is that the target will have the numbers 02 tattooed to their back. The other clue is that they will have a golden cross around their neck. We could not find out a gender for the target which only makes it that much harder. However with our team consisting of Trowa, Wufei, Quatre, and myself, we will be in control of this operation and will have no problems apprehending the target. We leave at exactly 0400 hours for L2. End Mission Report.

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Time: 1200 hours, The Next Day

Their little shabby base wasn't too bad on the eyes, but it wasn't about the looks that Heero was here. He was here on a mission to find a certain target that held a lot of information that they wanted and needed to bring OZ down, if they could even locate them. Like the report said, they found a lead, a connection to OZ that they didn't have before. The name for the target was unknown as well as their gender but, at the very least, they did know the target had the numbers 02 targeted on its back and a golden cross around the neck. And unless they could strip everyone down on L2 that had a golden cross to see if they had the numbers 02 on their back, they weren't going to have an easy time of this. Not that it was impossible, just very difficult. And that's just going on the assumption that the target was even on L2 still.

"Let's start setting up."

Wufei scowled walking carefully around in the rundown building, making sure he didn't happen to find a spot with loose boarding that could cause him to fall through to the second level of their three story apartment. "Couldn't have picked a better place than this could you, Quatre?"

"For the situation we're following," Quatre explained looking over at him from where he'd been looking up at the ceiling where a drop of water fell to the ground, "Our best chance of capturing the target would be to search the lower class areas."

"If the target is on the run," Heero interrupted, taking over the explaining, "They'll be looking to hide out in places no one in their right mind would go."

"They probably won't have any money to use," Trowa said.

"Besides that," Heero continued, finding a desk up against the wall that he was inspecting for major damage, "We don't want to draw any attention to ourselves. If we do, it's likely the target will be on the run and on the alert. If that happens, we may never find him or her again."

"So when do we start the operation?"

"Tonight at exactly…." Heero looked down at his watch as he said, "2200 hours. We'll split up to cover more ground. Remember, we're looking for someone with a golden cross."

"Adding that to our other information, the target may be an avert churchgoer," Quatre said.

"Or a stripper," Wufei added with a scowl.

"Then Wufei can search the strip joints. Trowa, check the bars. And Quatre," Heero looked over at the innocent blond giving him a nod. "You can check out the churches. Try not to stand out but ask around for any information you can find, or any suspicious attitudes that might clue in on someone knowing something." He sat down on the bed, pulling out his laptop, not quite ready to trust the desk by the wall. That and he could sit a lot more comfortably on the bed anyway, despite the messed up springs and the torn, ragged sheets. "I'll stay here and see if I can't find any more information on 02. For now," he said looking over at them, "outside of this room, we will use the codenames."

"Everyone, please make sure you have your earpieces." Quatre smiled at everyone as he pulled out his own, sticking it in his ear as he gave a nod of reassurance. "If you find anything at all, contact the others."

"Or contact me and I'll look into it," Heero said starting to type up information on the laptop. "Let's focus on setting things up right now and getting ready."

"Well we might as well get dinner then."

"There's probably nothing else around but all that greasy junk," Wufei said frowning as he started setting things up in his little area. "But whatever, we won't be functioning at all if we don't at least eat something."

"Whatever you do, be ready by 2200 hours. That's when we leave."

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Dear Diary,

Today has been a pretty good day. I've been helping Father Maxwell and Sister Helen out with the orphanage. The little monsters have been ripping and running all over the place! But they're all good kids at heart. So far I haven't had any problems with that…other issue. As long as it doesn't happen again, they'll never find me. Anyway, I better head downstairs. The kids will be meeting the adopting parents soon. I don't like seeing them leave, but I do want to see them happy with a family. I love each and everyone one of them. Anyway, I better get downstairs and meet some of the lucky future parents before we start. Bye for now.

Duo Maxwell

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Time: 1900 hours

Duo started down the steps of the orphanage which was nothing more than a really large church made into a home for abandoned children. It was definitely an old one that still held all of its glory despite the peeling paint and creaking floor boards he knew by memory how to avoid. The kids seemed to love it too, happy for the warm beds and the food that was provide, not that there was very much to go around. But they did make do with what they had. A lot of times, they were lucky to get a good deal of donations for the church. It was nice to know there were still people out there that cared about the wellbeing of others. Even if there weren't that many of them.

"Duo!" The braided boy heard his name and looked over seeing Father Maxwell standing and mingling with a group guests. Everyone was chattering with each other and having a good enough time, a good sign to Duo that some kids would be getting lucky tonight. He was dressed as his best, or at least what Sister Helen considered his best. He wore a white shirt underneath his black long sleeve shirt and a pair of long black jeans that were at least presentable enough for the others. Hell, it wasn't like he was trying to get adopted himself. He was kind of a special case anyway.

Most of his clothes had holes in them, and almost all of them were starting to get small on him. And let's not even go into how tiny his shorts had gotten. Anyway, when it came to clothes, his official function clothes were the best quality, and that'd be the clothes he was wearing right now. "I need you to tell Sister Helen to go ahead and bring the kids out," Father Maxwell said as he came over, a smile on his old face as he reached down ruffling Duo's hair.

"Will do," Duo said grinning as he gave him a quick salute before heading off. Father Maxwell and Sister Helen…he had no doubt in his mind that if it hadn't been for them, he would have lost his will to live. Instead, they were there to help give him a second chance and now…now he was the perfect 18 year old.

Sister Helen was just finishing pulling on the shirt to the last child before she looked over and saw him. "Duo!" Her face seemed to light up then, probably no more than his did as he smiled brightly. She was like the mother he never had…and in his heart…he felt she was his mother. "I take it he must be ready."

"Yep," Duo said chuckling as he walked over petting each child's head as they ran over to him surrounding him. Each started chattering about something like happy little chicks running to their mother. He had to admit, he was proud of even last one of them. It was always sad to see any one of them leaving to go to a new home. But the fact that they would finally have a real family was enough to keep Duo positive. He'd do anything for these guys. "Looks like some more lucky kids will be finding themselves a new home."

"Hopefully, all of them will," Sister Helen said smiling as she looked at all the kids. "Just tell him I'll be there shortly." She frowned for a second, as if realizing just how many kids there were to keep an eye on. There had to be about fifty of them in all. Way too many kids. But Duo wouldn't get rid of any one of them. They were all dear to him in their own ways that made them irreplaceable. "Actually, why don't you help me with the little ones?"

"Anything for you, Sister Helen," Duo said smiling as he walked over and kissed her cheek.

"Such the charmer," Sister giggled as she rubbed her cheek. "You've been nothing but a big help ever since you came to join us."

"I like doing my best," he said fixing the clothing on some of the kids and helping to clean them up. "How long has it been?"

"Four wonderful years." She couldn't help pulling Duo close as she hugged him gently. "You're like an angel that's come from the heavens to help us. Not only that, but you bring such good fortune. Money seems to just come out of nowhere to help us at the most needful of times. Thank you, Duo."

He couldn't help the blush on his cheeks as she kissed his forehead. What could he say? She was Sister Helen, the most beautiful woman in the world to him. But it didn't help that all the kids said "eww" at the small kiss on his forehead. Hey, he didn't do that to them when they got their goodnight kiss. Maybe he should start making it a habit. "You're welcome."

"May God bless you forever," she said touching the silver cross he had around his neck and giving a quick prayer before grinning. "Now, let's go out there and give these little monsters some good homes!"

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Time: 0000 hours

This was the thirteenth church Quatre had been to since he started his portion of the mission. So far he'd had no luck in finding the target with the golden cross or any signs of him. And since it was so late now, he really didn't think he'd have any luck in finding a church that was even open at this hour. That's why he was a little surprised when he happened on the huge church in the middle of this dark town with the lights still brightly turned on. He walked up to the church, tugging on it gently to feel the door giving away and allowing him entry inside.

The place seemed even bigger inside and well-lit do to the amount of candles set up in each window of the church. Why a church didn't just use electric lights, he wasn't sure. But it gave off a rather unearthly effect to the place. Is this what they meant by the sacred grounds being special? He closed the door behind him quietly before he tensed up hearing the sounds of footsteps behind him.

"Ah…I see people are seeking blessings from the lord even at this nightly hour." The man that spoke was walking down the aisle, a small on his face as he gave a wink before starting towards the first set up windows to blow out the candles. "I was just getting ready to close up the church for the night and blow out all the candles, but I can never turn away someone seeking help." He smiled as he stopped by the candle, using the small tin attached to the metal pole in his hand to smother the dancing flame. "Tell me, are you here looking to adopt a precious child this night?" Ah…so this wasn't just any church. It was an orphanage.

"Actually…." Quatre said starting to walk further into the church, into the warmth of the building and the cheerful man's inviting smile. "I was looking for someone. I thought maybe you could help me."

"Well, I can't say I'd be of much help to you, stranger, but…" the man said. He must have been the priest of the large church by the look of things. "I still seek to help those who need it."

Quatre blinked, surprised at how easily the man wanted to help him. He almost didn't even come to this place considering that almost all the other churches were either closed or closing and didn't want to be bothered with helping a stranger this late at night. "Oh well…" He frowned slightly, not realizing how hard it would be to describe someone he'd never seen before. "I'm afraid I don't have many details to go by but…the person I'm looking for has a gold cross around their neck." The man frowned a bit and started to shake his head but it wasn't until Quatre said the next part that the man seemed to tense up. "They also have the numbers 02 tattooed on their back. It's…really important that we find this person."

The look on the man's face darkened at those words but he turned away before Quatre could read more into it, heading over to the next candle. He'd definitely reacted to those descriptions. Could it be possible he knew who this person was? "Do you…know where I can find this person?" Quatre asked watching the man's back quietly. He knew…this man definitely knew something.

"I haven't heard or seen anyone following that description," man said far too quickly, the candle smothering device going still in his hand before he forced himself to continue with exterminating the next flame. "It's pretty dark out, stranger, and I wouldn't want anything harming the children." The old man hesitated before he set the device down as he turned looking at Quatre, a cold hard look in his eyes before he forced himself to look away as if realizing the look he must have on his face. "I think it'd be a good idea if you left so I can finish locking up."

"Wait, but-"

"No one here has a cross of that color." The voice sounded cold, completely different from the overly sweet voice he'd heard not even seconds ago. The words slipped out by accident. Quatre knew because of two reasons. One being that the priest's eyes grew wide after he'd said it. The other was because Quatre could feel the strong emotions of panic coming from the man. He hadn't intended for that bit of knowledge to slip out. "I think you need to leave now."

"But sir, if you'll let me have a mome-"

"I said for you to leave!" The father turned advancing on him forcing Quatre to turn around as he started pushing him towards the door. "If you've come here to cause trouble for our small family or to harm these children, then you are not allowed here."

"But wait, I'm not here to-"

"Out with you, heathen!"

"Father, I think we need some more…oh." The pretty violet eyed boy with the long braid paused at the door from the back, apparently just realizing that something was up. It was obviously not the time to continue trying to reason with the priest with others around. "Sorry, I didn't know you were talking to someone."

"It's ok," the priest said smiling at the younger male as if he hadn't been about ready to snap Quatre's head off. He seemed nervous now, rubbing the sweat from his forehead as he did his best to keep that fake smile on his face. "Our guest was just leaving. Weren't you, good sir?" Quatre blinked at the dirty look he was given before he swallowed giving a quick smile.

"Uh…y-yeah…I was just getting ready to head out." Quatre bowed his head slightly, though his eyes barely caught the glimmer coming from the silver cross around the braided boy's neck. It was definitely the dimmest silver he'd ever seen. "Sorry to bother you all. I'll be going now."

Quatre swore if he hadn't looked up into the boy's face at the time, he wouldn't have seen the strange stare the other gave him. Because right after Quatre blinked, that look of confusion was on the boy's face again before he turned saying something to the priest. He'd never seen a look like that before, enough to actually startle him as he turned walking out of the church feeling the burn of the priest's eyes into the back of his head. He'd definitely followed Quatre to the door because Quatre hadn't even taken two steps outside before the door was barred closed by the sounds of heavy chains. He was definitely making sure no one could get inside that church. Was it because he was protecting something important?

Sighing, Quatre walked off mulling over the situation. He needed to contact Heero and alert him on the situation. 02 might be possibly hiding inside that church. That boy…there was something strange about him. Not to mention that there was something off about that cross he wore around his neck. And finally, the feelings he'd gotten from the boy. When it came to emotions, Quatre's senses were stronger than a normal person. He was able to feel the actual emotion flowing over him from a person. In that instance when he saw that look in the young man's eyes…He swore that it was the feeling one ready to kill. If the priest hadn't been standing there…just what would that boy have done to him? Maybe he was speculating too much into it, but one thing was certain. That boy was probably their target.

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Time: 0015 hours

Duo frowned watching Quatre leave before his eyes flickered over to Father Maxwell watching how quickly he moved to lock the door. His shoulders were definitely tensed, hands shaking as they worked about wrapping the chains around the door handles to lock the door. Whatever had just transpired wasn't good. Whoever that guy was, he was obviously looking for someone particular. And Duo was sure he knew who that particular person was.

"What was that just now?" Duo asked. Father Maxwell sighed turning to look at him, a worried looking filling his eyes.

"He said he was looking for someone," Father Maxwell said frowning as he started walking towards Duo. "I might have let my guard up too soon. He's suspicious, I'm sure of it." The old priest reached down resting his hand on top of Duo's head. "If only I had stayed calm, maybe he wouldn't have thought anything of it. Maybe he would have just left peacefully. I'm…sorry Duo."

"Hey, it's ok," Duo said smiling as he reached out gently hugging him. "Don't worry about it. I'll just go hide out for a while…just in case. Once they see there's no one hiding here, they'll leave."

"It would be for the best just to be safe." The worry didn't leave his face nor did it stop him from going on a safety rant of his own as he hugged Duo to him tighter. "Make sure to wait a couple of hours before leaving. And try to stay away until things cool down. In fact stay indoors if possible. And remember to take plenty of food with you and clothes as well to change into. And if you have any problems-"

"Calm down, old man," Duo said chuckling a bit before he smirked. "You're talking about me, remember? I'm a natural pro when it comes to survival on the streets. Besides, the kids need the food more than me. I'll just stay at Hilde's for a while."

"Just be careful, my child," Father Maxwell said, finally letting him go. He seemed to struggle with the act, and Duo couldn't blame him. He felt the same way. It'd been a long time since he'd been away from the Maxwell Church for a long period of time. He couldn't say he wasn't nervous about the whole thing. After all, if this was OZ after him then….

"I will," Duo said hugging him back feeling comforted by the warm embrace. If he wanted to protect his family, this was the only option left to him. But it wasn't like he'd completely lose all sight of them. He had his ways around it. "Take care of the kids for me, OK?" He pulled back from the hug giving a reassuring smile to the priest before he started towards the back. Might as well start packing up now, huh? He needed to leave as soon as possible.

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"Zero," Quatre said connecting to Heero through his earpiece. "I think we might have something here."

"Good," Heero said, his fingers being heard moving on the laptop as he spoke. He probably hadn't even moved from his spot since the mission commenced. "Stay put and keep an on the target. I'll let the others know then head out there myself."

"I think he might be the one," Quatre said his eyes staying focused on the church in front of him right around the corner of the building he was standing up against. He could clearly see the front of the church from here. The problem was he'd need the others to be able to watch the back. It was possible the target could have snuck out from the back and been gone by now but he doubted it. If he was suspicious already, then he'd probably be thinking that the church was already being watched. But that didn't mean he'd stay inside forever. Possibly he was making plans on how to escape unnoticed.

"When I mentioned the tattoo, the priest here started getting really hostile," Quatre said frowning a bit. "He's obviously trying to protect someone. I think he might be protecting the target itself. There was a boy there with a silver cross and a long braid. I think he might be the target."

"…Silver? Weren't we looking for a golden cross?"

"…I think it's been altered…possibly painted to make it look like it was silver. It was way to dim to originally have been made like that. I think the guy I swear wearing it is our target." He frowned rubbing at his chin as he stared at the church watching the lights slowly being extinguished one by one. "I just wish I could have seen his back to make sure he's the person we're looking for."

"You've done good enough, Sandrock. I'm heading that way as we speak. I'll let the others knows to meet us there. We'll take down the target as quickly and quietly as we can. Just keep your eyes and ears peeled until we arrive."

"Roger that," Quatre said watching as the last of the church candles go out in the window. It was starting to look like things would begin getting active soon. "I'll contact you if anything changes."

"I'll be there in about five minutes. Be careful. If you see anything danger, vacate the area. Zero signing off."

"Alright then. I'll see you soon. Sandrock signing off."

TBC…