I don't own Gundam Wing, if I did, the series would have been longer

I don't own Gundam Wing, if I did, the series would have been longer. However, I do own all the charectors I made up, like Andrea Thomas for instance.

PROLOG

A girl sat silently in the cockpit of a re-entry capsule heading toward Earth. One hour till I enter the atmosphere. The young teen thought as she piloted the capsule. She rechecked her equipment a second time. Sighing sleepily, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. This is it; this is what all your training has lead up to. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep.

FLASH BACK (dream)

Three dead bodies, a man's, a woman's, and a young boy's were strewn about. A little girl, who looked like she was only eight, knelt cradling the boy's head in her lap, while weeping for her dead family.

A young man in a Rescue Crew jacket was looking through the many dead bodies on the ground for survivors. He spotted the child only a few yards away from him. "I've found a child!" He called back over his shoulder. "I need a medical team ready if necessary!" He ran to the little girl. "Are you okay?" He asked, kneeling next to the child.

"I'm f-fine," She cried. "B-But my p-parents are d-dead, and s-so is my brother B-Brian. They were shot."

"It'll be okay. I'll get you some help." The man stood up. "I need a medic over here! Just one will do!" He shouted to a medical team nearby. A young woman ran over with a first aid kit. The woman nodded to the man, and he continued his search for survivors.

The woman began her check over the child. "What's your name sweetie?"

"Andrea," Andrea said, ceasing her crying. "What's yours?"

"Kim," The woman answered. She quickly finished and stood up. "Well Andrea, you're okay. Why don't you come with me?"

Andrea nodded. She kissed her parents' cheek, grabbed her brother's black baseball cap, and kissed his cheek as well. She stood up silently, placed the cap on her head and took the woman's hand.

All around them lay devastation. A few bombed buildings lay in ruble, with people calling for help. Dead bodies lay everywhere in the corner of 1ST and Main. The massacre was huge. The Alliance had gone too far in trying to take over colony L6.

NEW SCENE

A local elementary school was being used as a shelter for children under 18 who had lost their families in the massacre. Many were waiting for flights to other colonies and Earth, where friends and relatives were willing to take them in. Others were true orphans, waiting to be adopted, or sent to other orphanages. Two adults, a man and woman, about 30 years old were speaking to the woman in charge of the shelter.

"We're looking for a young child, about eight years and goes by the name of Andy, I believe." The man said.

"Do you have a last name?" The woman asked. "There are many children with the name Andy, or are called Andy."

"Thomas," The other woman spoke. "We're planning to adopt the child."

"I'm happy, these children really need a home." The woman said, typing the name into the computer. A file appeared on the screen. "Oh! I know this child personally. I need you to fill out these forms, and I'll go get the child." She handed them the forms and left.

As soon as the door closed, the woman turned to the man. "Are you sure about this?" She asked. "Why this specific child?"

"I knew the child's parents, we went to collage together. The child is exactly what we need." The man answered. "Don't judge my decision."

"Of course not sir," She muttered. They continued filling out the forms. "I don't see the point to filling these out, though. We're not going to need them."

"We must do as they say," The man said. He was going to say more, but the woman came back into the room.

The woman walked back into the room, with a small child following, carrying a large, black duffle bag. The child stopped in front of the desk. She was wearing an ice-blue t-shirt, black jeans, a jean jacket that would have fit an older teenager and black baseball cap too large for her head.

"This is Andy," The woman in charge said, gesturing to the child. "Andrea Thomas." The little girl looked up.

A girl? The other woman thought to herself. I thought Andy would be a boy!

Andrea smiled. "Are you going to adopt me?" She said sweetly. "I'm not that much trouble, and I'll be a perfect little angel."

"Of course we're adopting you!" The man said, smiling back at her. "Who wouldn't want to?"

A couple that visited last week. Andrea thought to herself. They didn't like me.

"I'll need the forms, and some ID," The woman stated. The man handed over the forms, and gave her his ID. "Thank you, I'll just run this through the computer and…" She gasped when she saw the name. "You're!"

"She was never here," The man said, taking his ID back and the little girl by the hand. They left the orphanage.

The woman nodded, and deleted the file.

END OF FLASH BACK (dream)

A beeping woke the teen from her sleep. "Ten minutes till re-entry," She said out loud, reaching to touch the rim of her black cap. With a finale check, she awaited for the moment of arrival.