Konnichiwa minna-san!
It's me, again, with a whole new story this time. Scary, I know. ^_^ Anyway, I am a big Gundam Wing fan, so, I thought I would give writing GW fanfic a shot. As said before, I am not a gifted writer, and I have no intentions of offending anyone. So, if I do, please forgive me.
As much as I like GW, I didn't like how Endless Waltz handled things, so, I have made my own conclusion. I hope you enjoy it! Remember, be a responsible reader and review the story! I don't care if it is a bad review, even, I just want your input. Without criticism, greatness cannot be achieved!
The year is After Colony 198, three years after the launch of Operation M. The war between the colonies and Earth have ended, and the OZ organization took a fall after the loss of their leader, Tries Cushranada. The five Gundam pilots, once known as rebels, were recognized as heroes, and the people are finally at peace, but for how long?
"I'm here live where a ship believed to be from outer space has landed. There is no word on what is inside the ship, but we will release this information as it becomes available. Wait! What's this?! The ship is opening! It's.....it's..... it's a man? Hey! Maybe we can get a word with him." The reporter runs toward the man, "Excuse me! Excuse me! Would you mind telling us where you came from?"
"Where am I?" asked the blonde haired stranger.
"Huh? Well, um, you're in Madison, Ohio."
"The US?"
"Yes, but where did you come from?"
"I am trying to get back to Japan."
"Japan, huh? Can you tell us your name?"
"I have a couple of them, but you can call me Millardo Peacecraft."
"Heero."
"What is it, Relena?" he asked while still trying to eat his eggs.
"I don't know why, but I have the most terrible feeling about my brother."
"Don't be ridiculous, your brother died three years ago."
"I know, but I can't help but have this strange feeling."
"Don't worry about it so much. I mean, what's he gonna do? Haunt you? Really."
"I don't know why I bother telling you anything."
"I don't know either."
Suddenly things became very silent. Relena poked at her pancakes a little, and then took a sip of her orange juice. She looked around the restaurant, and noticed a picture of the five Gundam pilots that was taken only three years earlier. She smiled at the thought. She brushed her hair back and leaned toward Heero.
"You know what I was thinking?" asked Relena
"Do I ever?"
"Ha ha, funny. I think you should try to get a hold of the other Gundam pilots."
"Why?"
"I don't know, I just thought it would be nice for you, that's all. You know, since we are leaving the colony tomorrow."
"Ah," clears throat "Not that I care, but I don't know where any of them are, much less how to reach them."
"Well, it was just a thought."
"Well, quit thinking so much and eat your food."
"Yes, sir." she snares sarcastically.
It's me, again, with a whole new story this time. Scary, I know. ^_^ Anyway, I am a big Gundam Wing fan, so, I thought I would give writing GW fanfic a shot. As said before, I am not a gifted writer, and I have no intentions of offending anyone. So, if I do, please forgive me.
As much as I like GW, I didn't like how Endless Waltz handled things, so, I have made my own conclusion. I hope you enjoy it! Remember, be a responsible reader and review the story! I don't care if it is a bad review, even, I just want your input. Without criticism, greatness cannot be achieved!
The year is After Colony 198, three years after the launch of Operation M. The war between the colonies and Earth have ended, and the OZ organization took a fall after the loss of their leader, Tries Cushranada. The five Gundam pilots, once known as rebels, were recognized as heroes, and the people are finally at peace, but for how long?
"I'm here live where a ship believed to be from outer space has landed. There is no word on what is inside the ship, but we will release this information as it becomes available. Wait! What's this?! The ship is opening! It's.....it's..... it's a man? Hey! Maybe we can get a word with him." The reporter runs toward the man, "Excuse me! Excuse me! Would you mind telling us where you came from?"
"Where am I?" asked the blonde haired stranger.
"Huh? Well, um, you're in Madison, Ohio."
"The US?"
"Yes, but where did you come from?"
"I am trying to get back to Japan."
"Japan, huh? Can you tell us your name?"
"I have a couple of them, but you can call me Millardo Peacecraft."
"Heero."
"What is it, Relena?" he asked while still trying to eat his eggs.
"I don't know why, but I have the most terrible feeling about my brother."
"Don't be ridiculous, your brother died three years ago."
"I know, but I can't help but have this strange feeling."
"Don't worry about it so much. I mean, what's he gonna do? Haunt you? Really."
"I don't know why I bother telling you anything."
"I don't know either."
Suddenly things became very silent. Relena poked at her pancakes a little, and then took a sip of her orange juice. She looked around the restaurant, and noticed a picture of the five Gundam pilots that was taken only three years earlier. She smiled at the thought. She brushed her hair back and leaned toward Heero.
"You know what I was thinking?" asked Relena
"Do I ever?"
"Ha ha, funny. I think you should try to get a hold of the other Gundam pilots."
"Why?"
"I don't know, I just thought it would be nice for you, that's all. You know, since we are leaving the colony tomorrow."
"Ah," clears throat "Not that I care, but I don't know where any of them are, much less how to reach them."
"Well, it was just a thought."
"Well, quit thinking so much and eat your food."
"Yes, sir." she snares sarcastically.