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I'm not sure what prompted this… specially when I seriously need to work on other things . … but enjoy… or not, it's up to you

Chapter One: A New Mission

Heero was dreaming. Or fairly certain he was dreaming. He had been at his computer a moment ago and now stood in the middle of a very familiar park. He was a bit disturbed by this particular dream, or rather nightmare, as he hadn't dreamt of the field- or the girl and her dog in over a year now.

"01." Heero thought he heard his code name… though it was so faint he couldn't be sure.

He spun around, facing the facility he had demolished, still standing and operational in this dream- although it seemed devoid of life. In fact the entire dream world seemed utterly empty. There were no sounds, human nor mechanical. Not even the bark of the dog or the laugh of the girl that had original haunted this particular memory.

"01." the voice came again, this time clearer, louder. "01, do you accept?"

Accept? Accept what? Heero wondered to himself. He was still trying to locate the origin of the voice.

"Do you accept?" The voice asked again, this time it was followed by echoing, this time made up of many different voices, male and female, some he even recognized, but one he couldn't help but focus on. It was a male, sounding sad… very sad, and… desperate?... maybe?

"Do you accept 01?" the voices… voice asked.

"Accept what?" Heero responded.

"The mission."

"The mission."

And with that the memory played out, the sky turned dark and the explosions started. The facility and the buildings around Heero seemed to multiply- the explosions grew larger and more frequent. Heero started hearing more voices- people he knew or remembered and he saw familiar faces… familiar memories with each explosion, like a radio picking up multiple transmissions at one time. The whole dream growing louder and brighter, building and building and the two voices continued. One loud, sounding almost mechanical… much like Heero when he was in "soldier mode", as Duo liked to call it… the other, the boy.

"Do you accept?"

"Help me."

"01."

"Please help me."

"The mission."

"Save me."

"Do you accept?"

"Save them."

"Pilot 01. Do you accept?"

"Do you accept?"

"01"

"Heero."

The world around him exploded into blinding white before fading and falling silent. Heero was now in space. Floating far above the earth, a familiar sight- The peaceful looking blue and green orb suspended in nothingness, the gray moon a silent companion. A bright flash of light and the sun started to show over the horizon of earth. It was a beautiful sight, but Heero was uneasy. Something was coming… was there. A metallic glint drew him into the shadow-side of earth. A figure slowly emerged as earth's orbit revealed more of the sun.

It was a Gundam. Yet one Heero had never before seen. In the shadows Heero almost mistook it for Deathscythe, but as the light slowly revealed the mechanical being, a pair of large wings- identical to Wing Zero, except pitch black- unfurled. The eyes glowed green as the machine hoisted a large energy scythe, the blade also glowing bright green.

The voices started again, this time the cadence was different as if two people were trying to convey the message, each filling in a detail- one voice almost running over the other. Like an echo that was not quite right.

"Do you accept?" The monotone was loud, precise. Emotionless and steady, sounding almost computer generated.

"They're coming." The boy's voice seemed to whisper in despair, as if in hiding and afraid of discovery.

"It is coming."

"Help me."

"01."

"Heero." Both his names echoed loudly in his ears.

"Another war is imminent."

"I can't stop them."

"Earth is its target."

"Please help me."

"The mission."

"Everyone will die." The gundam had started moving, the Scythe swinging in a wide arc slicing through both Earth and moon leaving a glowing line across both.

"Earth will be destroyed."

"Save me." Explosions radiated out from the glowing line demolishing both Earth and moon. The sun shining through the debris momentarily blinded Heero.

"Do you accept?"

"Save them." He blinked. This time he stood on a war torn field. Large craters and gouges in the ground showing previous battles. Destroyed mobile dolls littered the field as a huge army of large black robots that Heero had never seen before marched across the ground as others fled. Not hesitating to step on fallen foes, nor pausing in their destruction they continued.

"They have created the perfect soldiers… soldier." Heero blinked again and he was back in space facing the mysterious gundam again. There was no Earth, no moon… just endless black dotted with stars and the gundam staring with bright green eyes, the Scythe resting easily in one hand the glow of the blade almost like a candle in the dark.

"Or so they thought."

"There is a flaw"

"I found a way to escape."

"Our awareness is controlled."

"So I learned."

"Consciousness is controlled."

"So I became the dreamer." And suddenly where the gundam had been, a boy now stood before him. The boy, well teen really- he looked to be in his late teens; he was small, slim… muscled, but like the gundam pilots it wasn't obvious unless you really looked. His pale skin shone against the messy black hair that touched his shoulders and his bangs fell into intense green eyes.

"We came to you."

"We are connected" The teens mouth remained closed, never moving, but Heero somehow knew this teen was the one speaking to him.

"Stop this war."

"Please help me." The words were coming faster now, in a rush as though time was running out.

"They are connected."

"I am connected."

"Without Death's Master."

"without me."

"the soldiers will die."

"The puppets will fall." The stars were fading, the space around them growing darker and darker.

"Do you accept?"

"Do you accept?"

All that Heero could see now were the glowing emerald eyes. They seemed to fill his vision completely.

"Your mission."

Heero's world went black.

"Kill me."

In two very different locations two boys awoke suddenly.

Heero was breathing hard as he stared unseeing at the computer screen before him, he had fallen asleep at his desk again. Where had that dream come from? He jerked violently as the alert on his computer beeped at him, indicating a message. He ran a hand over his face and through his hair, taking a deep breath before opening the message. It was from the preventers, specifically Wufei. His eyes widened a bit at the contents, the dream… or what he thought was a dream slamming back into his head. The green eyed teen's question played over and over.

"Do you accept?"

It had been a dream right? …But if the contents of Wufei's message was to be believed…

Heero blinked in shock and leaned back in his chair thinking and remembering his disturbing dream.

"Kill me."

He reached forward and replied to Wufei, leaning back again after sending and stating mostly to himself.

"Mission accepted."

Miles away- not even on the same planet- A figure was strapped onto a bed that more resembled a padded lab table. Wires and tubes crisscrossed over his body, connecting to monitors and medical equipment. An odd metal helmet covered his head, wires protruded out and connected to several computers along one wall. There was a transparent visor covering the closed eyes of what looked to be a very pale, very naked, human male. His eyes under his lids twitched and for a moment the monitors and figures on the computers flickered before returning to normal. A corner of his mouth twitched ever so faintly, maybe in an attempt of a smile, but not enough for anyone watching to be sure of what they saw.

END CHAPTER ONE

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