Gundam Wing 100 Word Challenge

Title: Close call
Characters/Pairings: Q
Team: OZ
Word Count: 100
Challenge: In the Cockpit
Author's Note: ... and Quatre’s not just a spoiled little rich boy

Quatre never thought he’d be grateful for his father not being there during his childhood — the time the maguanacs had spent ‘entertaining’ the Winner heir was definitely more useful now.
On his back, with half his torso and his head under a low section of electronics systems, Quatre held a flashlight between his teeth, a pair of wire strippers in his shirt pocket and frantically poked into a jumbled array of electrical wires.

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Finally, “Winner! What’s wrong!?” Wufei, over the comm.
Twisting the final pair of wires together, Quatre scrambled out and punched the abort button again.
“Nothing,” he breathed.

Title: Zero Love
Character: Quatre, Trowa (bitter 3x4 if you squint really hard)
Challenge: In the cockpit
Team: Gundams
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Warning: death, alternative outcomes...

Target sighted.

So mercenary. In another life, Quatre would love It. No hassles, no secrets, no problems.

Target destroyed.

Could he teach It to play the flute?

In another life.

Target sighted.

Whispers in the dark; to play the nice guy again, to be the man who gives his life to see another's succeed. To surrender, rather than slaughter. They rather preferred him pathetic. That version of Quatre was easier to deal with.

He laughed.

"I love you Zero," he said, though he didn't mean it. He fired at Trowa's corpse, drifting in space.

There were no ashes to mourn.

Title: The List
Characters: Treize, mention of Zechs
Word Count: 100
Team: White Fang
Disclaimer: Standard

( It was a special list )

Title: Bye
Character: Duo
Challenge: In the cockpit
Team: Gundams
Rating: G
Word Count: 100

Note: Ooooh! My own tag! *jumps around*

"War's over." Scythe's motherboard blinked, disbelieving. He nodded slowly. "For good, this time. And I..." Deep breaths. "We don't need you anymore."

Tears came unbidden. He was a father casting away his son for cultists who promise Zion; a best friend, selling his own for drugs, money, cold comforts in the dark. "I-I'm sorry, we just don't..."

And he was worried. If they didn't need a weapon of mass murder, they didn't need Duo either. What was he going to do without this?

He opened the hatch, gripped the zip-line.

"Bye," he said, and tumbled back down to the Earth.

Title: Launch
Character : Heero x Duo
Challenge: In the cockpit
Team: Oz
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 100

( Launch )

When it comes to space, the Gundams have prime real estate need with 10 points. OZ and White Fang are too busy arguing over price.

The prompt for this week is #12 - In the Cockpit

Flying, fighting, fixing the motherboard; in a Gundam, Taurus, Cancer, Aries, transport, or fighter; the smell, the feel, the sound of electronics at work...whatever angle you write from, you must cram exactly 100 words into that cockpit.

EDIT: Also, we have tallied the votes and have decided that there will now be four teams to play for.

1. Gundams
2. White Fang
3. Preventers
4. OZ

We have grouped Romefeller and the Treize Faction in with OZ, since at any given time the alliances come and go as they please.