Here's a new story that popped into my head. Let me know if it's worth continuing… Haha, don't worry, I won't stop updating the other stories. Actually, I'm going to try to update them as fast as I can so I can get cracking on this one again lolz

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A blonde woman stood in her tower looking down at the ruins of her family's castle as a lone tear slid down her face. Two women stood silently by her side as they too watched the destruction. There was nothing they could do. No longer being able to bear the tormented cries of her subjects she spun on her heel and sought refuge in her study room.

Pulling out a red leather book she blew off the dust. A thoughtful frown marred her young face as she sat down at her table. Dipping a feather in black ink she began to write.

'I am Relena Peacecraft. Today my castle has fallen prey to the merciless warlord known as Treize Khushrenada. My future is unsure; I can but hope I will make it out alive to free my people from this evil man.'

Pausing momentarily she eyed her writing. As she heard footsteps make their way up the stairs she snapped the book shut and stowed it away so it was once again hidden in plain sight.

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"Attack!!!" Treize's men shouted their agreement crying for battle. He sat back in his chair shifting slightly. He remembered the good old days when he was out front in battle; leading his man striking down anyone who dared to opposed them. But he was not needed today. He smirked. Cinq was a peaceful kingdom and that was what made them vulnerable.

"My lord." A woman with dark brown hair bowed before him. "The castle is not putting up a fight; the walls will fall before sundown."

Any man would have had second thoughts putting a woman in command of his troops but he knew Lady Une could handle it. She was a rare possession. She had sought him out that day, craving to draw out his blood with that sword of hers.

A younger Treize wandered through the forest admiring its beauty. Then he came across a pool of water with a small waterfall, hidden within the trees. As he stepped closer he heard a voice humming slightly. Pushing some branches aside he positioned himself against a tree, trying to see who was there without being seen.

He gasped. There stood a tall brunette, washing herself. She leaned back dipping her hair under and hovered for a moment. When she got back up she swung her wet hair over her head and continued washing the rest of her body. He watched as her hands ran down her shoulders, arms and back and then seemed to disappear under the water.

Growing slightly flustered he turned away. But at the same time… A branch snapped. He froze. He did not have to look back to know she had seen him. His male pride bruised he made himself scarce, not daring to glance at her again.

After running for a good ten minutes he came to a halt. Someone had been following him; he could feel it.

"Come out and fight me. I know you are there." Treize waited patiently for his opponents to reveal themselves. A cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows. A sword was drawn.

He barely had time to prepare himself as the figure suddenly attacked, shooting out like a snake only to clash swords with him and withdraw. It was as if he were testing him, mocking him.

Narrowing his eyes he sidestepped the next attack, positioning his sword at the neck of the other. The hood of the cloak fell backwards and he was caught by surprise. "Zechs! How many times do I have to tell you to stop doing that? Can you at least let me know it is you? You are going to get yourself killed one day. I honestly thought you were an enemy."

Zechs smirked. "Now where would be the fun in that?" He put away his sword. "Have to keep our leader on his toes now, do we not?"

Treize was about to reprimand him when a sudden cry broke the silence. Zechs was thrown back a couple of feet due to the impact. A tall brunette with her sword at the ready stood before him. Her eyes glowed almost eerily in the light.

"I do not know who you are, but it is dishonourable to fight a woman. I suggest you just walk away before you get hurt." 'Women are too weak to defend themselves' He added silently glancing at Zechs who was now sitting up and glaring at her. He looked her over and was amazed. It was the woman from before. "Listen, if it about that little incident earlier, I'm sure…"

A growl interrupted him and she darted out to attack. He was just about to block her when she suddenly jumped up in mid-run and flipped over him only to immediately strike him from behind.

He cursed. 'This woman is fast. Not bad.' He stumbled forward in order to avoid being hit but quickly regained his balance. He chuckled and positioned his sword once again. If it was a fight she wanted, it was a fight she would get.

Swords clashed as they repeatedly tested their strength. Treize managed to throw her off balance one time but she came back just as swiftly and twirled around only to throw a couple of knives at him.

Barely managing to dodge most of them, one hit him directly in his left shoulder. He clutched his shoulder breathing heavily. Zechs seemed just about ready to step in but he shook his head. This was his battle. Observing the female before him he noticed that she too was breathing heavily. "What do you say we call it even?"

A snarl was his answer as the woman raised her sword again.

"I'll take that as a no." 'Does she ever stop?' He groaned inwardly but got ready, knowing that if he let his guard down even for a second he would be done for. This time he successfully managed to catch her off guard and soon found himself on top of her with his sword pinning her to the ground, drawing blood ever so slightly. "Looks like I win." He smirked at her.

She snorted and suddenly smirked back.

He was launched into the air by her legs and she was back on her feet within seconds. She looked as amused as he was surprised at the predicament he was in.

Getting up he started to dust himself off glanced over at Zechs who was barely containing his laughter. He was a man. He could not lose to her. Untangling himself from the bushes holding him back he too got to his feet. She had waited for him to do so… Why? As he analyzed her he saw that she was taking the opportunity to catch her breath. She was really getting tired. It was finally his turn. He broke into a run as he dodged her counterattack and swung his sword. This time he had her pinned against the tree.

She breathed heavily but did nothing. A frown marring her face she bowed down her head.

As he thought, she had nothing left.

Then she began to speak. "You have defeated me. Therefore, according to the rules of my people, I now belong to you. My life is in your hands."

Treize's eyes widened then he grinned. "You hear that Zechs? Today might turn out to be a good day after all." 'A good day indeed…' "Very well then. You will be my personal servant and command my armies from now on." The woman looked at him with what seemed like respect, however he could not tell for sure. She followed the two of them back to the camp.

Once they reached the camp Treize seemed to be lost in thought. He turned to face the woman. "What is your name?"

The woman just looked at him, hurt pride distinct in her features. "I no longer have a name."

Treize frowned at her answer. "What do you think Zechs?"

Zechs just snorted as he crossed his arms. "Does she need one?"

Laughing Treize shook his head. "I guess not. But since I am feeling generous today, you shall be known as Lady Une from now on."

The woman said nothing but inclined her head to show she agreed.

He never did regret his decision to keep her. She was loyal to him and fought many of his enemies with even more ferocity than she had fought him that day.

"Sir. The castle has fallen." Lady Une bowed before him.

"Princess Relena?" Treize took a sip of his wine.

"Soldiers are bringing her to you as we speak, along with her ladies. What do you propose we do with them?"

He waved off her obvious concerns. "Let them live for now and lock them up. My future wife will need them. If they become a problem, which I doubt, eliminate them. Now bring Relena to me."

"As you wish my lord." She bowed again then left.

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