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"The Potentials"Written By: The Plotting Housewife Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai, Sotsu
and associated Parties. This work is written for pleasure not profit. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: drabbles Potential pairings (not a definite): Duo/Hilde,
Trowa/Quatre, Heero/Relena, Wufei/Sally, Zechs/Noin, Treize/Une Summary: A collection of drabbles that are destined to become fully fledged fics. Rating may change and new pairings/characters will be added as new drabbles are posted. Notes: This one is a little parallel universe
plot I'm playing around with. I have no idea which direction I'm going
to take this, whether I'm going to make it more light-hearted, or
dark and serious. I have no clue what the pairings will be either
and I don't know if I'm going to write in first person POV, or third. "The Potentials" Chapter 2: Currently Untitled Everyone knows parallel worlds are just a theory. It wasn’t really anything I put much stock in. After all, it wasn’t like we’d ever come in contact with those worlds even if they did exist. Right? I might be inclined to agree with you if I hadn’t seen my own pasty ass running around the great city of San Fran, dodging the cops and shooting off an Uzi. I actually had to do a self-check to make sure I was still standing in my flat on L2. Which I was. It didn’t much surprise me when Hilde keeled over in a dead faint. It was when Howard did the same thing that I knew something strange was going on. After reviving Howard, which required me waving a freshly opened bottle of Boone’s Farm under his nose, I realized this was something I had to get to the bottom of. It never occurred to me that this other “me” would know where I lived. It probably should have, but I was too busy staring at the TV screen with my mouth hanging open to use common sense. When the knock sounded at the door, I answered it the same way everyone on L2 does; I cracked it open and shoved the muzzle of my semiautomatic through the tiny gap. “Who the fuck is it?” I tell you, man, it’s a mind fuck when you hear your own voice drift through the other side. “Don’t shoot, man. I come in peace.” “Like hell,” I said. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” “I was just jumping worlds and decided to stop by and visit my badass self.” Intrigued, I cracked the door open a little more. “Jumping worlds, you say?” The “me” on the other side, and goddamn if he wasn’t the spittin’ image of me, grinned, though the shadows cast over his…my…face from the dim, yellowish light of the hallway, gave him an almost demonic look. I’d heard once, from Sister Helen, that demons sometimes took on human form. I just didn’t know they duplicated already existing human forms. Pretty sure I never read anything like that in the boring ass catechism classes I had to sit through. “Ah,” the Duo on the other side of the door laughed and tapped his temple. “You think I’m a demon.” I narrowed my eyes, suspicious and decidedly spooked. “How do you know what I’m thinkin’?” He gave me the same look Hilde always accuses me of giving her. “Now, I know I’m not that stupid.” “Hey!” “Because I’m you, you idiot!” I leaned against the door frame, oddly offended by myself. Was I always such an asshole? “Okay, okay. No need to bust out the insults. That still doesn’t tell me what you’re doing on our world, or what you want.” Was I really having this conversation? He, me…I? Waved his hand. “Oh, that’s easy. I’m here to replace you. We’re all here to replace you.” I stopped short, a red flag waving frantically in the back of my mind. Replace? “We?” He grinned. “Yeah, all five of us. Me, Hee-chan, Tro, Quat, and Fei.” He shrugged as if this wasn’t alarming news. “The world we came from…well, let’s just say the resistance didn’t win.” Despite the disturbing information he’d just disclosed to me, I couldn’t help but respond to that. “No shit? Really?” “Yeah. OZ took over everything. Everyone. It’s total dystopia, man, I’m tellin’ ya.” “So why here?” He shrugged again. “Why not? Just as good a place as any and at least here, you guys won. Or, wewon, I should say.” “But why replace us? Can’t we just, I don’t know…coexist?” His eyes gleamed and it was terrifyingly familiar. That mouth that curled up at the corners was as intimate to me as the back of my own hand. “Naw, man. Can’t do that. It’s against every universal law. One you per planet, per universe. Them’s the rules.” “So, then what? What are you planning on doing?” He held up a small device. Rather, it looked more like one of Hilde’s compact mirrors. “Well, you and your friends can either jump through this portal and live out your days on our world, or we can kill you. Either way, we’re taking your place on this world.”
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