Disclaimer: Like everyone else in this site has said, I do not own these characters from the series known as Mobile Suit Gundam Wing. The only thing mine here is the story that I made up for these characters ^_^

Also, this is my attempt at making a sort of comedy. There is no serious story here. It's just me making things up as I go along and trying to make it a story. This story will probably be just random blabbering on my behalf. But I still hope that you enjoy it either way

Chapter 1:
Where The Hell Are We?

"Quatre?"

The warm morning sun light was streaming down from between the trees that lined the dirt road. The gentle sound of a river could easily be heard somewhere nearby while the wind blew delicately, rustling the leaves in the surrounding trees.

"Quatre, don't die! Please!" continued the tearful voice.

As he slowly opened his eyes, Quatre Raberba Winner blinked at the intensity of the sun's rays beaming down on him. Slowly his green-blue eyes focused on the source of the tearful voice. Mariemaia Krushrenada-Barton sat to his left, looking down at him with tear swollen eyes. She smiled as he looked up at her, genuinely happy to see him open his eyes as a few tears streaked down her ivory skin.

Quatre made an effort to sit up, pain ripping throughout his entire body as he slowly rose to an upright position. The back of his head and neck aced viciously, while all the muscles along his back were sore. He reached up to rub the base of his skull. The blond ran his slender fingers along the back of his head until he felt something warm and sticky.

"What... happened..?" he stared at his blood stained hand in shock.

"You hit your head pretty hard," Mariemaia wiped the tears from her eyes.

Quatre's eyes went wide as a red smudge was left behind on the small girl's pale white face. "Mariemaia... you... you're..." he stuttered as he took notice and pointed to her blood stained dress and hands.

The small girl looked down at herself. "I stained it when I tried to move you," she smiled weakly. "You hit your head on that rock", she pointed to his right. A rock laid in the middle of the road, covered in a deep pool of blood. "The good thing is that your head has stopped bleeding."

Quatre continued to rub the back of his head. "Where are we?" he looked around alarmed. This was definitely not the colony they had been gathered at a short while ago. For one thing, he was able to see the sun and no colony walls.

"I don't know..." the young girl answered meekly.

"Where are the others?" he looked around franticly.

"I'm not sure. I heard Duo land in the river, but when I walked over to see he wasn't there. I'm sure he was dragged downriver." She looked around for a moment, taking in a deep breath. "I think Trowa landed up there", she pointed to a cliff barely visible through the treetops. "And I have no idea what happened to Heero or WuFei."

Quatre stood up and made his way to the river bed with Mariemaia's help. After cleaning themselves up the best they could, the pair decided that the best thing to do would be to follow the river down hill and hopefully be reunited with their friends.

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Mariemaia had been lagging behind almost all afternoon long. She wasn't used to walking such long distances without stopping. But she complained far less then Quatre could have imagined. For one, she didn't seem to be bothered at the idea that both their stomachs had been growling for the last few hours. And for another, she didn't repeat her discontent the way other small children would do every few minutes.

As evening approached, Quatre lifted her on his back. They continued with their small talk discussing recent Colonial politics and what they've been doing since the end of the wars. In the end, upon the small girl's questioning, Quatre ended up reminiscing about his time as a gundam pilot. She listened attentively, admitting that she had not been well informed about the details of Operation Meteor. All she had ever been told was that she would become ruler of both earth and colonies once the gundams toppled the Earth Alliance and Romefeller. After hours of listening to Quatre's tails, she slip away into sleep, her small body keeping his back warm against the cool evening breeze.

Finally, after an entire day of walking, Quatre reached a fairly sizable village situated on the banks of the river they had been following all day long. As he walked through the village he had come upon he was almost immediately greeted with strange glares and noisy, uneasy whispers by its inhabitants. Children would run up to him, poking him with sticks before running off as he walked down the streets. This normally wouldn't have bothered the youth, except for the fact that absolutely everyone was dressed like they belonged in a history book and seemed to be calling him a demon in Japanese. The young man smiled and thanked Allah and his sisters for insisting that he learn as many languages as he could while growing up.

"Excuses me, Miss," he walked up to young lady at the entrance of what seemed to be a hotel of some sorts, "do you have any more rooms available?"

The young girl looked up at him in what could only be described as utter and complete horror. Her dark brown eyes widened as her jaw swung wide open at the sight set before her. She tried to say something, but her voice seemed to have failed her.

Quatre shuffled Mariemaia around on his back before parting. "Thank you anyways, Miss" he quietly responded in his best Japanese. He walked away nervously. What is wrong with these people? he questioned himself.

Before he reached the entry way of the next inn, he was confronted by three men garbed in light summer cloths and a few pieces of armor. Each man possessing a pair of swords at his side and the meanest looking scowls etched into their faces.

"This can't be good..." Quatre muttered to himself.

A/N: YA! Chapter 1 down!