Disclaimer: I do not own any characters except the mysterious lady.

This is my first attempt at a Gundam fic so no flames pls.

A.C. 196, all of the weaponry on Earth and in Space had been destroyed. Relena Peacecraft, Queen of the World had managed to achieve peace between the two conflicting bodies. At long last, peace descended upon the universe but not for long. Because somewhere in the emptiness of space, there lies tow groups of people. One was peaceful advocates and the other full-fledged warriors. It all started when a mysterious stranger visited Quatre Rabera Winner. He had been sitting in his office, pondering the reports of the repair work at colony L1 when she slipped in. Her face was hidden by sepia hair and she was dressed in a serving maid's clothes. She had poured him tea and cleared up his mess like the rest of the serving maids thus Quatre literally did not suspect her. "I hope you are enjoying the peace, Mr. Winner," she purred. Her husky voice was in direct contrast to a usual serving maid's no nonsense tone. "Why yes, thank you." Quatre was caught off guard by her voice as well as her bold question. "I'm so sorry that it has to come to an end. After all, peace cannot last forever." She said, sighing a little. "Who are you?" demanded Quatre as his hand snaked to the drawer which he had hidden a gun. When you area Gundam pilot, you can never take any chances. "Don't worry, Mr. Winner," she chuckled. "I'm not here to kill you. I'm just here to give you a disk which contents I'm sure you will find most interesting." She took out a disk from her skirt pocket and placed it on his table. "Mark my words, Quatre," she said solemnly as she stared into his surprised eyes with a piercing sapphire gaze. "The sacrifices made by Treize and Milliard only brought peace between the colonies and Earth. There is more to the world that you live in. They both neglected the most dangerous part of Space. Decode this disk quickly or you will lose more than just a friend. The future depends on what you will do with this disk. The decision is vital. It's a huge responsibility but some one has to bear it after all." With that she walked out of his office and disappeared without a trace. (Don't worry, she'll reappear again) Quatre sat shell-shocked in his seat. Her words had shaken him to the core. He snapped out of his trance and pounced on the disk. The information was as good as decoded when he touched the keyboard.

Lady Une was the head of the Preventers and of Queen Relena's security. Her unique relationship with the Gundam pilots had placed her in many surprising positions but none matched her shock when she saw Quatre's in the middle of the night and the message he brought. His face was pale and etched with worry.
"You've got to help me. Heero is seriously injured and is currently in your colony, you have got to save him. He has only a few hours left to live," he gushed.
This had caught Lady Une off guard. Heero Yuy, the Prefect soldier was injured and in need of her help. It was almost too impossible to be true. Almost.
"Give me his address," commanded Lady Une. "I'll send Sally and Wufei there at once."
"Thank you. Thank you so much," said Quatre with much relief.
Sally was the best surgeon around. If there were anyone who could save Heero, it would be her. Wufei was such a great fighter. He should be able to fight their way through anything. They should be able to save Heero no matter what the odds. The remaining question was what else was hidden in the disk?

Sally and Wufei had sprinted across the driveway to their vehicle the moment Lady Une had given them the address. They had currently be cohabiting in the colony together and working for the Preventers.
It did not bother them that it was in the wee hours of the morning or that they had just barely had any rest from their previous assignment, they were both extremely alert. If someone had hurt Heero, he must have gone down real bad to need their help. He was after all the Prefect Soldier, it takes more than a blow to keep him down.
"Who do you think is after him?" asked Sally. Her worry was showing in her eyes as the wind whipped her plaits around her face. Heero was a strong person but he had many scars on his heart. Her maternal instinct has made her feel obliged to take care of him.
The Chinese soldier stared ahead on the road and answered, "Someone with enough power and information. Heero is not one to go down easily."
"Let's hope we can get there in time. He still has a bright future waiting for him," commented Sally.
"Hn" was her only answer.

hope you like it so far...I know that it is very short, I will try to make it longer....pls R&R...thank you...