I do not own Gundam Wing

The year is After Colony 196.

In an attempt to end all conflicts brought about by the recent war with the Space Colonies, a treaty was formed and agreed upon by both the Representative of the Space Colonies and the President of the Earth Sphere Unified Nation to dismantle all military operations and lay down all weapons.

Relena Peacecraft was at the for front of these negotiations, stating that peace can only be maintain by throwing away all weapons. Her reasoning that mankind fights only because they have the means to fight, and so, by removing the temptations of war and violence, pacifism can become a reality.

And so, six months after the war with the White Fang, a gathering of all the world leaders were called together to be present for the birth of the Preventors, the only organization that will be granted any kind of military power in order to protect the people.

Chapter 01: Silent Trigger

"In an attempt to maintain the peace that so many have sacrificed their lives to attain, and in accordance to the recommendations of Relena Peacecraft, the Earth Sphere Unified Nations has demilitarized and destroyed all weapons of war. We have done so in good faith to the Colonies and have been informed that they have done likewise.

"With consent from the Colonies and within the rights of the treaty with the Colonies, a group of former military citizens have been organized to create a group to help handle the small fires that humanity seems unable to avoid. This group have taken the name of "Preventors" and will have limited military power. Former military Lieutenant Lady Une will be both leading and recruiting staff." Lady Une shifted in her seat slightly before rising from it to be seen by all of the World leaders and for the Colony leaders via the video comm.

"In her new role as Chief, Lieutenant Lady Une has given us her sincere promise to do everything with in her power to maintain the peace for both the Earth Sphere as well as the Colonies. I, as the President of the Earth Sphere Unified Nations, give my sincere wish to all of humanity that this peace will last forever."

As the gathered group rose in a standing ovation of the Presidents address, Lieutenant Lady Une stepped out from behind her seat and walked up the steps to the auditorium to the reception lobby. As she past the last row of seats reserved for those with enough influential power or those special enough invited, Lucrezia Noine stood and followed Lady Une out.

"Quite a speech our President gave," Noine commented to Lady Une as the two women headed for furthest corner of the room where the leaders would surely be entering soon.

"Yes," Une said, nodding thoughtfully. "A lot was promised in such a short time. Now it is up to time to tell us whether we can keep those promises or if this whole plan will fall apart."

"Well, no matter what the future holds, I am sure we will be there to protect it," Noine said, smiling at her new chief.

"My only concern is that if something were to happen, would the Preventors have enough power to resist?" Une shook her head. "All the Preventors will be able to do is put out fires but anything larger than that and we won't have enough."

"The President isn't so naïve. He understands. That's why there is so much money and energy being thrown around to develop our intelligence network. With that kind of set up, we should be able to put out fires before they become large threats." Noine glanced around at the milling reporters and photographers waiting for the important people inside.

"Have you had any luck reaching Sally Poe?" Une asked, doing her best to avoid playing with her long brown hair. After the six months since the end of the war, the straight hair had been all but forgotten to her.

Noine shook her head. "Ever since the war ended she has been as good as a ghost. Kind of like our favorite Gundam pilots." Noine smiled slightly. "Except for Heero, of course."

"Yes," Une said, smiling as well. "He seems to be everywhere that Miss Relena goes now."

The over elaborate doors to the auditorium with gracefully decorated words of wisdom engraved above them swung open and noise and the accompanied crowd of people poured out, discussing the propositions and promises that had just been delivered to them.

Following the group, the President walked out, shaking hands with the gathered guests. The reporters, of course, flocked over to them, loudly requesting, and in a few cases demanding, information on the meeting.

"With us throwing away our weapons, what will happen if we are attacked?

"How do you really feel about the treaty?""Can we trust the Colonies now that we can't fight back?"

"Lets go," Noine said, turning. "There's nothing left for us here."

"In one minute," Une said. She strode over to where the President was answering some of the questions, and leaned over to him. Being an ambassador for so long during the war, and her status under Mister Trieze, she was allowed to get close to him.

"Mr. President," she said. He paused in his reassurances to lean over to hear her more clearly. Before she could voice her concern, there was a sudden whiz and whistle that could barely be heard over the voices right where the Presidents head was a split second before. Before the sound of the gun could be heard, Une already had the President down and her gun out.

Her eyes scanned the balcony's that wrapped around the lobby one level up and saw the tip of a long barrel disappear from the ledge. Une raced forward as Secret Service covered the President and forced him back into the auditorium and the gathered guest screamed and ran in all directions.

"Noine! Ledge!" Une hollered and raced out of the lobby and to the stairs. Behind her, she could hear Noine following, no doubt a gun of her own out and ready.

The two women split at the stairs, Une going up, Noine running toward the exit. "This is Lieutenant Noine of the Preventors, lock down the building. There was an assassination attempt on the President."

Noine got confirmation and skidded around a corner. The hall she had turned onto to was quite as elaborate as the rest of the reception area. Red mats lay gracefully in front of the arches and doorways, giving the feel that royalty was recently present. At the end of the hall, one large window pointed out toward the large expanse of water that gave the old building such grandeur. Now, instead of that soft beauty, fire from a carriers exhaust blotted out the famous view.

Noine skidded to a halt, nearly falling as she slipped on the slick floor, then holstered her weapon as the carrier pulled for space. Noine placed a hand on the window and sighed. How could this have happened? Just when the world was heading toward complete peace, something like this had to happen.

"Noine?"

"He escaped," Noine said to Lady Une, still up in the balcony.

Lady Une nodded sadly. "Understood." Une turned and headed for the nearest set of stairs. Noine met her at the bottom and the two women headed back to report the Preventors first failure.

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"Preliminary reports so far remain inconclusive as to who or why someone would want the President assassinated," Lady Une read off of her computer. "The bullet that was used was found in the floor twenty feet behind where the president was standing at the time. The man we chased was definitely the shooter."

"As if we needed to figure that one out," Lu Chang said from her station, one of the newest addition to the Preventors staff.

"Ballistics tells us that the weapon used was of pre war design," Noine said from her desk, referring to the arms race that led to the invention of the Mobile Suits shortly after the launch of the first Colonies.

"Which means that it could have come from either Earth or the Colonies," Une said, pulling up the ballistics report on her screen as well.

"True, but there was one small stipulation from ballistics," Lu said, scanning the last of the report. "There were small particles of residue left from the discharge of the gun on the balcony railing. Analysis has given a sixty eight percent probability that the chemicals used came from the Colonies."

"That doesn't make any sense," Noine said. "It was the Colonies who helped develop the ideas of how to best protect the peace and came up with the Preventors. Why would the Colonies want to stop that now?"

"Like with all governments, they don't speak for every individual. They're always those who don't like what officials decide." Une shook her head, causing her long hair to wave slowly. "I just don't understand how someone could actually hope for war after everything we just went through."

"It's actually a very simple concept," a voice said. Sally Poe walked in through the Preventors security door. "Where some people gain from peace, others hope gain through dispute. War Profiteers, weapons manufactures, all of those kinds of people would love to see another war. Especially now, where the fear of such a horrible war would push for the newest weapons."

"Sally Poe," Noine greeted with a large smile and went over to her friend.

"Hello, Noine," Sally said with a smile of her own. "I heard about the assassination attempt and thought it would be a good time for me to accept that offer of yours."

"Well, we are very grateful to have your expertise as part of the Preventors, Miss Poe," Lady Une said, standing up to shake hands. "Allow me to get you a desk."

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In black blanket of space, two engine drives burned hard on the transport cruiser as it tried to make decent time for Space Colony X-18993. The blue glow of the drives were the only thing visible on the black cruiser, suggesting that the occupants wished to remain unnoticed.

Two boys sat in the cockpit, neither older then sixteen. Both had brown hair and hard eyes that young men should not yet possess.

"I admit, I was surprised when you asked me to come along with you, Heero," Trowa Barton said. "Could it be that you are a little worried about Relena?" Trowa smiled slightly, knowing that Heero probably wouldn't appreciate the tease much, but he found it at least a little entertaining.

"I asked you along, Trowa, because you are the best out of the five of us at gathering data," Heero said, his arms folded across his chest. "While we are at the Colony, I want you to see what kind of information you can dig up."

"So bringing my Gundam along has nothing to do with this," Trowa said, smiling slightly and motioning to the back of the transport were his Mobile Suit Heavy Arms sat along with Heero's Wing Zero.

"Consider it a precaution," Heero said, not looking back. "The assassination attempt on the Unified Nations President may be simply limited to him but I doubt it. If someone is trying to start a war, there will be other targets."

"You think that Relena may be a target as well." Trowa turned his attention forward again, considering the possibilities. If Heero was right, then diplomatic communications between Earth and the Colonies may be severed forever and could cause another war.

"I won't let that happen," Heero said, his eyes becoming colder. "No matter what it takes, I will not allow the war we fought be in vain."

To be continued...

This story has been floating around in my head for a while now and I finally got around to starrting it (watched the entire series of Gundam Wing like 8 times while I was creating the plot).

I hope you guys like it and make sure to review please.