Author's Notes:

This is the prologue for a GWing/GSeedDestiny fic I've been planning. I thought it up while watching GSeed. It started out only as a GW/GS story, but since GSD came along, I had to adjust. I've seen other stories such as this. Some had really good potential but was unfortunately discontinued. Hopefully, this won't be one of them.

This also marks my second Gundam fiction and my first try at a crossover.

I hope you like this one.

Warning:

Just to warn you people, I think I over did it with describing what happened to Shinn's parents. Some may find it disturbing.

Too make things easier:

BOLD Heero's thoughts/perspective

ITALIC Shinn's thoughts/prespective

Bold & Italic Heero and Shinn together

Disclaimer:

The following is a work of fiction using elements not belonging to the author. All such elements belong to their respective owners. Any similarities in the story with places, persons, events, and/or other stories by other authors, either living or dead, are purely coincidental.

//\

Run…

Run…

…we have to escape…

…I've got to get her out of here…

//\

He ran as fast as he could. He was already lagging behind his family. He was falling behind and the bags he was carrying were not helping him. Now he knew why his mother kept nagging him to exercise.

He could feel the earth tremble below his feet. Shells and missiles exploded some distance away. Mobile suites exchanged fire and the din of death and destruction dominated everything.

His father said it would be over soon, that the invaders were only targeting military facilities and that the refugee ship was close by. He knew he was trying to keep his family calm, though it wasn't working for some of them.

He could see his sister was scared out of her wits. He knew he too was terrified. Still he tried to remain calm. He had to be strong. Everything would be fine, he thought…

…everything would be fine…

//\

He ran as fast as could, making sure his body was shielding hers. He was loosing blood through the wound on his side, but he forced himself from passing out. He still had a mission to complete.

He threw a smoke grenade at their shooters and pulled his charged into the carrier. He quickly went the pilot's seat and flew the craft out of the danger zone.

After a few moments he felt his hands loosen at the controls as the blood loss began to take its toll. His charge was beside him. He could see in her eyes both worry and anger. She was worried about his condition and angry at herself for causing him to get injured.

He reached out, cupped her cheek, and raised her face to look into her eyes. Without using words he assured her that he was fine and that everything will be alright…

…everything will be alright.

//\

The ground shook as two mobile suites flew overhead and landed. His father told them to hurry. He could already see refugee ship. They were almost there.

Suddenly he realized that his sister was trying to run the other way. She kept screaming about her cell phone and that she dropped it and had to get it back. His parents tried to force her to forget it, but she had always been very hard headed. Seeing that won't be moving without the blasted contraption, he dropped the bags he was carrying and slid down the hill.

He stopped by a tree with the phone by his feet. He had just picked it up when he was suddenly thrown into the air.

//\

The carrier shook as it suffered another hit. They were already very close to the rendezvous point, juts a bit more and they were safe. Unfortunately, their pursuers wouldn't let them. He knew that the carrier wasn't build for the situation, but he had reasons for choosing it.

He knew that they had to abandon ship. There was only one left and the pod could only accommodate one, but that wasn't even a problem for him. He quickly grabbed his charge and put her into the escape pod. She banged at the hatch and protested when she realized he was left behind. With nothing but a smile of reassurance to her, he ejected the pod. He then moved to the reason why he chose the carrier in the first place.

His mobile suite exited just as the carrier exploded. He quickly went to the pod. He was close to grabbing it when he saw the beam coming.

//\

He opened his eyes and could see nothing but red. The smell of burning meat filled his nostrils. He remembered his family and looked up to see what happened to them.

Before him lay a hellish scene. Red stained the ground as limbs and viscera were strewn all over. A head lay on the roots of a smoldering tree; the body it belonged to hung impaled upon its branches. The body lay some distance away, long hair mixing with a sickening soup of innards and blood that spilled from the wide open back. On his feet lay the mutilated body of a little girl; its severed pieces eerily falling into place that made it look like the corpse was attempting to crawl towards him.

His family lay before him, presented to him in a tapestry of blood and gore.

//\

He forced his eyes open; forcing oblivion away from him once again. Globules of his blood floated around him, some already coating the consoles. He stretched out his hand and pressed a few buttons. He had a mission to accomplish.

Panning the mobile suite's head around, he began to search for the pod. He saw it a few moments later a short distance away. He could only see the back, but allowed himself a sigh of relief. He moved his suited closer as he tried to contact his charge. There was no response. A broken transmitter, perhaps?

As he got closer the pod suddenly turned around. The pod was nothing more but a hollow shell. Almost half of it was missing. What looked like melted metal rimmed the mouth of the hollow can, its insides blackened and charred. The woman it was supposed to contain was gone.

//\

…no…

…no…

…their dead…

…she's gone…

…how could this have happened…

…how could I have let this happen…

…I'm all alone now…

…I've failed…

…Mom, Dad, Mayu…

…Relena…

…NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

//\

As they looked on, a myriad of emotions swelled within them. As the tears fell from their eyes sorrow and loss well within them. Within their hearts, anguish began to rule. Within on soul, rage and hatred took root. Upon the other, despair fell like the night.

With the lost of those they held so dear, a chapter closed in their life. As their cries of anguish echoed at the same time, another opened. Thus bringing forth uncertainty in the destinies of a boy named Shinn Asuka and the young man called Heero Yuy.