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Gundam Wing: The After Years

Prologue

A young woman with short blue-black hair was walking down the streets of L2, she had a smile on her face as she walked, as if she had just did a job well done, and Hilde Schbeiker had, actually. From working at the scrapyard that she proudly owned, with her roommate and good friend, Duo Maxwell. After all, many people, believe it or not, buy scrap parts especially with how little money those on the L2 Colony actually owned, most couldn't afford new furniture and things alike so they'd come here and build things with what they bought. Duo was one of those people, though she gave him a discount on what he bought as long as he helped her out, and that meant free junk for Duo. But hey, one man's junk is another man's treasure, or building blocks to build said treasure (or in Duo's case his little 'pet' project. Where he found that little black ball thing she'll never know).

As she was walking down the street Hilde glanced at a small old television with big antenna on it in the old pawn shop window, the TV was on an old stool that looked like it would fall over at any second. Hilde slowed down her pace as she looked through the window, which had black iron bars covering it so that no one could just break through the window to steal the old TV that no one could even afford. Actually, Hilde liked to get some of her things from there, well, when she had the money that is. But it was such a shame that, like other parts of L2, it was so run down and decrepit that it made her glad that she lived at her junkyard. As she glanced back at the TV a new report came on that slightly grabbed her attention.

"Our first story at this hour is one about peace, for once in our life it seems. The Mobile Suits known as Gundams and military Mobile Suits are destroyed. With those two factors, along with Relena Peacecraft leading towards universal peace between the Colonies and the Earth Sphere, gone, we seem to be moving towards a new era of peace. Now on to other news…"

"That's all they seem to talk about now a days, but you know, by tomorrow, it'll be yesterday's news and there will be something else happening." Hilde sighed, crossing her arms and continuing her little walk back to the scrapyard. She was carrying two bags, one with food for the month and one with spare parts that she got for dirt cheap. "What's so great about the Gundams being destroyed in the first place anyway? Sure, they're an excuse for war and all, but some people put hard work into those things…" Hilde knew that she would get a few stares because of her words, but she didn't really give two shits what other people thought anyway.

Soon, Hilde reached her destination, her beloved junkyard that she proudly ran all on her own. Walking up to the door she wondered as she shifting one of the bags so that she could dig through her pockets, "Where did I put my keys?"

"Let me help you with that gal-pal!" A young man's voice ringed out, and soon, the bag with the 'junk' was lifted from her arms. Hilde didn't need to look to know whose voice had just materialized behind her. It was none other than her best friend and current roommate and helping hand, Duo Maxwell. With a smile, she pulled out her keys and opened the locked door. It wasn't as if she didn't trust the people of L2, well, sure, they could be pretty untrustworthy, but she always wanted to be sure that nothing wounded up 'missing'.

"Thanks, Duo!" Hilde said as she walked inside, heading towards where the kitchen was so that she could set down the bag of groceries. "And since I know that you're already looking, you can take anything you think will be good to use from the 'goodie' bag." Hilde called out to Duo, taking the food out of the other bag and putting it away, as Duo cheered excitedly from the other room. "I'm going to make something in a little bit. I found this old recipe that I found lying around here that sounded good, it was just sitting there collecting dust can you believe that?" Hilde added with a smile. Sure, she may not be that great a cook… considering not many people could even stomach to look at her food, even a dog couldn't look at her food without wanting to vomiting blood. Hell, Duo often said it enough that the food she cooked often came to life after she got through with it.

Almost in a few seconds, she heard Duo run into the kitchen, and soon, her good friend could be seen, his long, braided brown hair following behind him. "No! I thought I told you! You are not allowed to cook! Not after what happened last time when I was almost eaten alive by the thing that you brought back to life!" Duo yelled at the blue-black haired girl.

"Well, sorry for being a crappy cook!" Hilde snapped, crossing her arms, but she soon sighed and replied "Fine then, you cook it, wouldn't want to set the house on fire, according to you…" "…Again?" Duo chirped in, happily while she glared at him. She was only half joking, since she did almost set something on fire that nearly destroyed her old home, but he didn't need to put in his two cents! Just because she was finally kicked out when someone reported a terrible smell, like there had been a rotting corpse in the yard for several months or something like that…

Hello Everybody! This is DuoMaxwell2x4! And I am Wufei05's Writing Partner and Editor!

While I'm awesome at coming up with ideas and am pretty decent at editing, I royally suck as a writer so I leave the major writing to FeiFei! (Fei's such a bookworm *snickers*) Also! Constructive criticism and pointers are extremely welcomed specially if you find a typo, please let us know and we'll try to fix it as best and fast as we can! Now on to FeiFei! XD

And I am Wufei05, the writer of this fan fiction, with a little help from Duo, I can usually think of more, but this is a good enough as a start.

And last time I checked, the name was Wufei, it's not "FeiFei" Maxwell! But, even I call myself that, even if part of me gets pissed off at that nickname….Oh well. Sure, I am a bookworm, no need for Mr. Hyper-Active to point that out, but at least I don't suck as a writer! So ha!

Like Duo said before, constructive criticism is welcome, that's how we'll know how to allow our readers to enjoy the fic more. I'll be more than happy to fix it up.