A/N: I should warn you people that I am no expert at this. I'm not an expert at writing about war, so this won't have much of any action. This is just about emotional stress. That's all. So if you're looking for action, turn back. I know that this starts out confusing. In fact there should be a chapter before this, but I don't know how I should do that chapter so it will start out like this.

This story takes place after episode 31. I have never watched the GSD series and am only going by what I read in summaries. I'm only trying this out. I am no expert at writing fanfiction and I hope you people will go easy on me.

Disclaimer: I do not own GS or GSD. If I did then Athrun wouldn't have left Cagalli in the first place

Chapter 1: Escape the Enemy

She ran as fast as her two legs could take her. She ran without looking back upon the world she would be leaving behind. Deeper and deeper into the woods trying to flee from her impending doom. She didn't know where she'd end up but knew that she only had one choice but to run.

Her blond hair trailed behind her as the wind swept across her face. She jumped broken branches and crushed through fallen leaves. The branches scraping her bare skin. She didn't care. It seemed like hours that she was trying to flee from her killer, but it was only minutes. How close was he? How close was she to her death? No time to think. Why bother thinking?

BANG.

A bullet hit the tree in front of her. He was close by.

She fell. No time to waste. Without hesitation she lifted herself up from the ground and continued to make her escape.

CRUNCH CRUNCH

Was that the sound of her feet crunching through the dead leaves? Or was that him?

PANT PANT

She was trying hard to catch her breath. Damn the disadvantage of being a natural. DAMN.

Soon it became visible to her. There was a glow coming from deep within the woods. A clearing. Is it safe? After all it is wide open spaces with no place to hide from being shot. Still what other choice did she have?

PANT PANT

Almost there. Almost free.

PANT PANT

So close.

…so close.

The light illuminated her as she came rushing from the darkness of the forest. Wide open spaces. Formed into an endless row of water. The waves crashing in. Maybe she could swim for it. Her freedom.

She was almost there. Her pain stricken legs were urged to go as far as they could go. But fate wouldn't see to it. For fate has been cruel to everyone, especially her.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!"

BANG

A bullet landed in her path and she came to a halt. Looking at her surroundings she was cornered by countless of soldiers clad in red and grey. ZAFT.

"Stay where you are Natural."

She glared at them. How dare they treat her like a…a thing.

She had no where to go. Her freedom was taken once more. She looked among the soldiers for any sign or hint that will let her know that she was alright. But it was evident that she wasn't. She was the enemy and naturally they would kill her because of that.

She heard rustling coming from the forest and she remember what she was running from. Really who.

There were two. Not one like she had expected, but two. One of them being the last person she'd thought would be hunting her down.

She stared at him and he stared back. Both lost in the eyes of one another, neither knowing what to do and how to react in the given situation.

"Aw, Athrun, Shinn, I see you two were able to track down the enemy."

Neither said a word.

"I suggest that we get it over with and have her killed."

They eyed him. All three of them.

The man walked over to Athrun and Shinn. Not too close, but close enough.

"She's the enemy, so shoot her dead."

She looked back.

He raised his gun. It was aimed straight for her. His eyes were emotionless without a care in the world. So hollow. So uncaring. She was frightened.

Then she saw them. The eyes that told her that everything will be okay. That he will do everything in his power to protect her. To save her.

"NO!"

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Stop what you're doing soldier!"

"NO! DON'T SHOOT!"

"DETAIN HIM!"

"LET ME GO!"

"I command you to shoot!"

He struggled. They held him captive. He wasn't going to save her. He couldn't save her. And she fell. She fell to her knees knowing the truth. That life was unfair and fate was cruel. This was the end. She looked to him and he looked back. She lowered her head.

"NO! LEAVE HER ALONE!"

"Shinn?"

"DON'T SHOOT HER ATHRUN! DON'T SHOOT STELLAR!"

A/N: I know that I've mention their superior as 'him', 'he', or 'the man', but I just wanted to. I don't care for his name. Just think of him as Dullindal (whatever his ranking may be).

Sorry if the chapter seems too short for you. Heheh, the idea I have for a fanfic can probably be written in 50 pages. I think. But please deal with it. I'm new at the fanfic thing. I don't really write stories in my spare time.

But I hope that you guys enjoy this. Please R&R, I accept all kinds.