The Reflection as History Repeats

Disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Wing or Endless Waltz. I do own Sara Lynn; she is my own character, which I created, as well as a few others that'll pop up here and there.

This story takes place a few years after endless waltz. It's in the year after colony 199, around there. So it's about summer time…

The couples shall be revealed as we go along in the story But most of them are the normal pairings…such as Heero and Relena.

This story I had posted at one time was taken off and has been revised. I know many people had enjoyed the very first time I posted and hope that many will enjoy this revision done to it. Happy reading!

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Prologue

The year After Colony 199, the war of mobile suits was no more and there peace had been finally between Earth and the Colonies. However there is still a threat among the people, but isn't there always someone who is not happy to create a new threat? The Oz organization was still out there but in some of the better way, some were now molded with the Preventers yet there was still thriving with some people that just won't give up. They believed a great was still to come and that the two years before was only the beginning, and they were known as the Legion.

In a dark corner of the Earth, night had passed its blanket over the people as many dreamed dreams for the future, whether the bright fluffy clouds for some but dark and desolate for others, only craving revenge. A lone solider dressed in the same uniform as Oz once had but the logo was of a large L in front of a triangle. He slowly entered the room as the door slide open for entry.

"Sir, we are ready when you are." A soldier told his commander with a salute.

"Good, the Barton Foundation was premature to attack when they did. Now it's time for us to rise to our glory." He said from his seat. "Earth and the Colonies think there can be peace, but war is so much more entertaining."

"Yes sir, what are our orders?" The soldier asked from his standing position behind the commander.

"Find the female pilot that the scientists were training code name Secret Warrior, she should be about seventeen or eighteen now. I want her brought to me," he stated as he retook his sit behind his desk. "Alive preferably."

"Sir, wouldn't she be dangerous?" The soldier asked with a surprised look.

"Yes, but she is my daughter." He replied as he closed his eyes as he thought of his long lost daughter. "I would not accept anything less from her."

"Sir?"

"You see my wife and I were presumed dead, but we survived a terrible accident, our two children were taken under training of the scientists behind the gundams. Lara and I are living but it was unknown to the public. They were twins, I do not know of what happened to our son, but I know my daughter is alive however experiments made on her genetics so that she would become the perfect killing machine." He told the soldier as he stared him straight in the eyes.

"So you want us to capture her?" The soldier asked still unsure why his commander would wish for such a dangerous girl even if she were his daughter.

"Yes, but she won't come quietly so make sure you have enough tranquilizers to knock her out."

"Yes sir!" The soldier saluted and left the room leaving the man alone.

"Soon my dear daughter you shall return to us." He said into the picture of a young girl with a warm smile upon her face and there was young boy that stood above the girl in the picture. "Where are you my son, are you dead?"

A woman walked into the room and smiled, "Darling, do you believe this will work?"

"Yes Lara, it shall. Is everything ready?" He turned to face his wife with a warm smile and greeted with a quick kiss.

"Yes."

"Then let's get going shall we?"

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A young woman at the age of eighteen with silky golden brown hair with two blonde streaks that framed her face, with blue eyes that were cold as ice walked into a bright white room. Her eyes reminded of you a certain perfect solider but the female version and had much softer features. She stood at the height of five feet six inches with cream-colored skin that was incredibly soft.

She walked through the halls of the hospital in a nurse's attire. Her hair was tied up in a French twist and the door she reached slid open for her entry. She had made her way to the bed where the man at the age of twenty-one was now awake. He was also presumed dead after a battle in space from about a year ago, but there he was healthy, alive and well.

"Good morning," a young woman said.

"Who are you?" A man asked with icy blue eyes as he slowly arose from his bed with a curious look written upon his face. Her face reminded of someone he knew, he probably was still alive, yet her face was not as cold as the one he knew.

"You don't need to know that yet, Mister Treize," The girl's voice with no emotion evident, as she gave him some casual clothes upon the bed.

"How do you know my name?" Treize asked shocked and surprised he was evidently alive.

"I was ordered to make sure you didn't die up in space," she replied blankly. "You were placed in a room that simulated the events of the mobile suit. It seemed as if you were actually there when you were not."

"Why did you do that?" Treize asked as he stood up and faced the girl.

"As I stated before I was under orders, and it wasn't your time yet, Mister Treize. However I am here to reunite you with your love, and the daughter that was taken from you." She told him with an icy cold voice.

"You know of Lady Une?" Treize asked not seeming to take in the other part of the sentence, nor the fact she was given orders to save him, his thoughts of who might have given fled out the window.

"Yes, I do. I know about the other pilots, their collogues and many other events that took place and might take place. I've been watching them since the moment they surfaced as I hid in the shadows." She then turned; "You might want to change from those hospital clothes."

Treize took the casual suit that she threw upon the bed earlier and changed behind the curtain. Once he was ready he tapped her shoulder and she nodded. She led him outside and then towards a motorcycle that belonged to her.

"Is that yours?" Treize asked that this young woman would have such a state of the art motorbike. "Aren't you going to change clothes from that nurse outfit?"

"The bike is mine and no I'm not going to change till later. Hop on, we are going for a ride," she handed him her extra helmet. Treize put it on and get on the bike. He sat behind her and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. He held on tightly as the young girl drove like a manic.

However soon enough though, the Preventers' headquarters was visible. Treize had a feeling this is where he's going to meet up with his love. He wore a warm smile upon his lips as he knew that Lady Une probably was looking more beautiful from the last time they were together.

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I'll post the next chapter up again within the day.