A/N Ok so this is my first Gundam Wing fic. I don't have a beta for this but I would really love one. If your interested and know of the Swiss Family Robinson story(ies) please let me know so we can start working together, thank you all and I hope the first chapter is a good one ^^.

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Prologue

Seven year old Duo Maxwell sat buckled up safely in his allocated plane seat. His parents sat either side of him as they journeyed to a new destination, their new home.

They had been travelling for hours already when Duo decided enough was enough, he was bored and wanted to do something to pass the time.

"Mommy?" The little boy called out quietly to his mother sitting at his left. "Mommy, I'm bored, may I have something to do?" The brunette haired woman turned to face her son.

"Would you like to read your magazines?" The little boy thought for a moment before shaking his head in a negative manner.

"No, I wish to play my gameboy please." Duo smiled. His large lavender eyes sparkled with hope.

His mother smiled and nodded at her chocolate coloured haired son before reaching into her carry-on bag and retrieving the boy's game console.

She handed the boy's possession to him and returned to reading her own magazine.

"Thank you mommy." Duo grinned and began to play his gameboy.

An hour had past before Duo let out a frustrated groan.

"What is it son?" his father asked with a small amused smile.

"My batteries have died." He pouted and fiddled with on/off switch to prove his point. His father chuckled.

"I have some spare in my bag." The man unbuckled his seat belt and left his seat to retrieve the aforementioned batteries.

The Maxwell's were a rich family emigrating to Japan.

Duos dad had been the top lawyer in America. His mother had been his dads personal assistant before Duo was born, after which she became a full-time mother.

Duo's dad had received a promotion to a judge on the terms that he'd have to move to Japan

His dad accepted the job and two weeks later they left their home land America for a new life in the land of the rising sun.

All was well with the little family; they were looking forward to the new ways of life.

However, due to weather conditions and a half drunk pilot, they would never make it…

All Duo knew was that their flight would soon be over. He was overly tired and restless; he just wanted to sleep in his bed instead of the stiff uncomfortable plane chair.

"Daddy, have you found my batteries yet?" The seven year old smiled from his seat.

"Not yet son. Your mother packed them away good." Duo's mother lifted her head and sighed at her husband of ten years.

"They are in there, your just not looking properly." Duo's mother lifted her head and sighed at her husband of ten years.

"They are in there; you're just not looking properly." She unbuckled her belt and got up. She passed Duo in his seat and moved to stand next to her husband. "Here, let me look." She smiled and began to route through the bag while her husband stood to the side.

Meanwhile as the Maxwell's were trying to please their son the plane's pilot had lost control of the steering wand was trying to quickly gain it back.
A storm had appeared out of nowhere and had blown them slightly off course. It really shouldn't have been that much of a problem. However, had the pilot decided not to have a few drinks before the flight he might have easily remained on course and in perfect control.

The storm raged violently and the pilot fought with the controls. The plane's altitude continued to drop and its velocity picked up at an alarming rate. As the steering stick of the plane went out of control, the pilot lost all hope. The last thing he saw were the blackened leaves of trees flashes of light from the storm and red flames from the fire that consumed the cockpit as the plane crash landed into the ground.

An hour after impact lavender orbs opened to peer around at their surroundings. They blinked in order to clear away the haze that had clouded them. Duo tried to move his body. With pure luck he seemed to be mobile. He moved about a bit more to make sure before sitting himself up with a painful grunt. The young boy wiped his eyes to gain a clear vision. His jaw dropped at what he saw. The debris of the wreckage, his parents cut up and by chance dead. His bright purple eyes glazed over with salty tears. He cried as he clambered over the flotsam and jetsam of the planes remains to reach his parents. Not knowing what else to do he shook the still bodies of his mother and father and received no response in return.

"M-mommy?" He cried out in fear. Why wasn't his mother responding!?
"Wake up Mommy, please?!" He kept up the shaking for a few more moments before moving onto his father and trying the same with him.
"W-why wont you wake up. Daddy! Wake up!" he cried out.

The burning flames rose higher as the heat became more unbearable. Duo felt drops of sweat trailing down his temple as the flames came closer to him. He had to get out of there. He quickly looked around for anything he could grab and ran.

As his little legs carried him through bushes and shrubs, through trees and dirt. The heavy bags weigh him down as he tried his hardest to get away from the inferno behind him.

Once he had declared himself far enough the little boy stopped in his tracks and fell to his knees. Hot salty tears cascaded down the child's face as he cried for the loss of his parents, cried for the fear that boar into him and cried for he was now alone and lost in the world.

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A/N. How was that? I know it probably needs a lot of work and I wish I could post something good enough without it needing to be seen by a beta. *sigh* I guess I'm just not that good enough yet, lol.
Hope you liked this chapter enough to want to keep reading. As soon as I have a beta I'll post the next chapter. ^^