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The Second War
Part 1
By Era-chan
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In
all the days gone by since the war ended, and the months since that catastrophe
during Christmas Eve, peace reigned afterwards. We see the people who played great roles during the two events
going on with their lives. Each are
moving on, trying to live for the future. Yet the shadows of the past still lives on. And people, thought of as lost and dead, are coming back, to
receive the redemption that they need to move on. Forgiveness and past loves play a role during this time of limbo,
the time between true peace and recovering livelihood. Thus, this is where the story takes
place. And this is where the new
disaster will come to the foreā¦
The
young woman, so young to hold the title of Vice Foreign Minister of the Earth
Sphere United Nation, sat and stared out at the endless space from her
window. She frowned as she contemplated
the duties she has back on Earth, the troubles that were still apparent even
after two years. She was 18 now, a
young adult. Yet she didn't feel that
way. She still felt like the young girl
she was during that war and afterwards. Having this job should have had made her feel grown up, but still, why
should she act like one. She was still
a young girl, supposed to be enjoying a normal teenage life. Of course she never did have a normal life,
being the adopted daughter of the belated Prime Minister of the disbanded Earth
Federation, being the princess of the long-ago Cinq Kingdom, and now her
current title as the Vice Foreign Minister of the Earth Sphere United Nation.
But it was already too late for
getting what she secretly wants. It was
too late. For her heart and secret
desire. The young woman now calling
herself Relena Peacecraft continued to gaze absently out of the window, musing
over her life.
In
a distant colony, part of the L3 cluster of colonies, a blonde girl typed
furiously at what she was doing. She
kept her senses on full alert, knowing that any one could find her at any given
time. She waited impatiently as the
data began to download at the micro disk that she had brought with her. Dimly she felt the cold air in the room,
ignoring it as was part of her nature. She had become the person she had always remembered, yet held deep in
her heart. The irony of it was
damning. What she wouldn't wish to see
his face right now. She guessed that he
would have that mask still on his face, gazing at her like the lost boy he had
been. She wondered at how he was doing
now, but swiftly let the thought go. She had a mission to finish and any disturbances were unwanted.
When
the disk was full and all the data had been downloaded, she quickly erased any
traces that could link her to the disappearance of the information she had
taken with her. She knew that she was
not that good with computers, but she was grateful that it wasn't too hard to
hack into the main database, thanks to her training being a spy. Holding the disk firmly in her grasp, she
cautiously slithered out of the room, hoping against hope that she could get
out of the compound alive. The disk was
the key to halting another war from coming to the fore. And she would guard it with her life. It was the only way she could repay for the
actions she took in the past. The only
way to repay him. With that in mind,
the blonde young woman known as Midii Une, returned back to her mission.
Silently
the Asian girl washed the dishes, ignoring the loud noises from the
restaurant. How she had come to this,
she never know. Once she had been the
proud successor to the Dragon clan. Now
here she was, a dishwasher to boot. At
least she wasn't a geisha, or the more demeaning roles the girls from the
streets were. She dimly remembered
being blown up with the Mobile suit that she had been using, trying to protect
her colony. Luckily, or unluckily, in
her view, she had just been floating in space. A space ship, full of miners, had found her and the doctor of the ship
treated her. She had been in a coma for
the rest of the flight, and had full-blown amnesia through the rest of the war
and afterwards. Until a few weeks ago,
she began to remember bits and pieces of her past, thanks to stumbling into an
old article from a trashed newspaper about the explosion of the L5 colonies. From that, her memories had come
slowly. She knew that she was married
at the age of 14, meaning four years ago. She was the proud heir to the Dragon clan, or rather the only survivor
of the clan.
Meiran
Chang dried the last remaining dishes and took off the apron she wore. Even though she was thankful that one of the
miners had a relative who owned a restaurant, it was still ironic that she was
put into this lowly position to survive. Turning toward the door leading to the dining room, she shouted to her
boss that she was leaving and left through the back door. No matter what happened to her, she would
survive. That is what she would do, in
memory to her clan, and to the husband she secretly cared about.
The
blonde young woman stared at herself and sighed. She eyed the long hair that she kept the same length since two
years ago, the eyebrows that were her trademark, and the sinister looking gray
eyes that held no emotions that were anything but kind.
With
a sob, she covered her face with her hands, the echo of his voice loud in her
mind. She isn't kind, not like him. Never like him. How can she hurt a guy, the guy that is like so much like her
father, who had died during that detesting war. No, she wasn't kind.
After
she was done crying, she stood up and went to the packed suitcase. It was time to visit him. She always visit him, though in a
distance. She wanted to see if he was all
right. It had become a ritual to see if
he was all right. She always comes
during this time, always at the same day. And when she was satisfied that he was okay, she would leave. But those times was always torture for
her. She wanted to come up to him and
apologize for what she did. She wanted
to bask in his light and hope that he cared enough about her, like she cared
about him. She never told herself that
she liked him, more than liked him, during the past. But ever since that accident, she had come face to face with her
feelings, for him and for the girl who she considered her best friend.
Without
a backward glance, Dorothy Catalonia walked out of the room and to the airport,
where she would board the plane going to the L4 colony.
Relena
sighed as she sat down at one of the seats, waiting for her private plane to
fix the problem that happened during the flight. She was on one of the airports at the L3 colony. She hoped that it would be done soon. Though, and here Relena stared down at the
briefcase on her lap, her destination was not much better.
"Miss
Relena?"
Relena
stared up in surprise and met the gray eyes of Dorothy Catalonia. She stood up and put aside her briefcase.
"Dorothy,
what a nice surprise."
Dorothy
smiled. With a small gesture, she
gestured to the seat next to her. "May
I sit beside you, Miss Relena?"
"Why of course. Go ahead, Dorothy."
The two young ladies sat down.
"How
come you are here, Miss Relena?"
Relena
smiled ruefully. "My plane had some
maintenance problem. I'm waiting right
now for it to get fixed."
"I
see."
Relena
turned to stare at the blonde. "What
about you? How come you are here?"
Dorothy
smiled. "This is one of the stops
before I reach my destination."
Relena
didn't ask for more. She felt that the
other young woman wasn't ready to give up where she was going. So she began small talk.
The
two talked about anything, like the current occurrences in politics, the media,
anything but the past. An Asian girl
who stood in front of them interrupted them.
"Excuse
me, but is this seat taken?"
The
two young women shook their head. The
Asian girl, about the same age as them, smiled and sat down. Relena, being the hostess that she was,
turned to her and started a conversation. At first the girl was reluctant, but soon she relaxed and began to chat
back. Relena learned that she was from
one of the L5 colonies and that she was the last survivor of the Dragon
clan. In return, Meiran found out who
Relena and Dorothy were.
Meiran
gasped. "I'm sorry. I didn't know that you were the Vice Foreign
Minister."
Dorothy
raised an eyebrow. "Everyone knows who
Miss Relena is."
Meiran
flushed but sat proudly. "I pretty kept
much to myself."
Relena
smiled. "Don't worry, Meiran. I'm glad that there is someone out there who
doesn't know me. My job held many
responsibilities."
The
three young women continued to talk and the minutes flew. Finally, Relena's plane was fixed and she
stood up. She turned to the other two
and smiled.
"Well,
it looks like I have to go. I hope to
hear from you two. Here," and she took
out two cards. "Here is my private
phone number. Call me when you feel
like it. Hopefully I'll be free when you
do."
Meiran
took the card and Dorothy took the other. As they took it, an explosion erupted. Without a single thought, Meiran threw herself at the two girls. They crashed on the floor. Relena's bodyguards, who had been nearby,
ran towards the three fallen women. When they arrived, they surrounded them, looking to see where the threat
was.
One
of them grabbed Relena and hauled her up.
"Miss
Peacecraft. We better go."
Relena
turned to look down at the other two young women and made a decision. She turned to the bodyguard. "I want you to bring this two with us."
The
man hid his surprise. "As you wish,
Miss Peacecraft." He gave a look to the
other two. They obeyed and grabbed each
of them. Looking around, the bodyguards
hustled the three women down the rampart and toward the plane.
As
they disappeared, a young woman ran through the airport, narrowly missing the
gunshots aimed for her. Grimly she
turned her head, looking for a way out. Spotting a rampart, she went straight through it, disappearing down the
dark hall. She still clutched the disk
in her hand.
Relena
sat down on the nearest seat when the three women were bustled into the
plane. She gave an apologetic look at
the other two young women.
"I'm
sorry about that. But I really didn't
want you two to get hurt. I don't know
what happened, but I consider you my friends. And I don't like to see my friends get hurt."
Dorothy
felt a lump in her throat after that admission. She didn't have friends at all, and she felt gratitude that the
foreign minister and young woman had considered her a friend.
Meiran
felt the same way. The friends she had
when she had lived in the L5 colony were gone and she hadn't made any friends
ever since she had been rescued. This
young woman she had met a couple of hours ago had befriended her, even though
they had just met. It was gratifying to
be friends with someone. Ever since
that battle that changed her life, she had changed considerably. She hadn't been that cold and
standoffish. Being the only survivor,
or so she thought, had made her feel proud. Yet the harsh reality had made her what she is today. A girl who keeps to herself, yet friendly,
unlike her late husband, who she remembered always studying too much and
keeping to himself whenever they were together. Yet she still loved him. No matter what, they were the same in some aspects. And that was the building block to their
relationship. And now, she had friends.
Meiran
smiled. "No need to apologize. I would have done a similar action as you
did."
Dorothy
agreed. "So would I."
The
three young women settled down and waited for the plane to take off. The bodyguards had left the three, going off
to inspect if everything is all right. Before the door closed, a blur went in as it closed. It was too late to back off now. The plane was already about to take off and
whoever the intruder was, it was about to be taken care of.
Meiran
reacted as soon as she sensed the danger. Without a thought, she used her martial arts skills to hurt the intruder. The bodyguards came up next.
But
before she could lay a finger on the intruder, it collapsed.
Relena
immediately came up to see who it was. She undoubtedly could tell it was a woman. Grimly but gently, she knelt next to the intruder and looked her
over to see if she had any injuries. She gasped when she saw the blood gushing out of the wound near the
woman's side. Without a single thought,
she began to help the poor young woman.
The
bodyguards protested.
"Miss
Peacecraft, it is too dangerous. What
if she was-"
"No,"
Relena said firmly. "I think she was
the one that they were after."
Meiran
and Dorothy were piqued.
"Why
do you think that, Miss Relena?" Dorothy asked while she leaned to see how the
young woman was paring.
"Because
of this." Relena held up the disk. She turned to her bodyguards. "Tell the pilot to go now."
The
bodyguards immediately reacted to the authority in the foreign minister's
voice. "Yes, ma'am."
When
the bodyguards left to talk to the pilot, Relena went back to the injured young
woman. Meiran decided to help. She knelt next to Relena. "Here, let me. I got some experience on this."
Relena
knew a capable hand when she saw one so she let the Chinese girl to bound the
girl up. Dorothy helped the foreign
minister up.
"Miss
Relena, you are way too nice."
Relena
smiled in irony. "Maybe. But at least I know when I see a good person
when I meet them."
Dorothy
smiled back, understanding what the foreign minister meant.
Meiran
had done all she could and now looked up at the other two women. "Can you help me get her to a seat. It would be better than where she is now."
Dorothy
and Relena nodded. They helped Meiran
get the injured woman into a seat, letting the backrest down so that the woman
would be lying down comfortably. Relena
had put back the disk, giving the woman what she would likely asked for when
she woke up.
The
plane lifted off. The three young women
sat down comfortably, trying not to speculate about what is going on. Now and then, Meiran checked to see the
condition of the injured woman. A long
silence ensued, a comfortable one, at least. Finally, it was Dorothy who broke the silence.
Dorothy
turned to Relena. "Miss Relena, where
are we going, actually?"
Relena
flushed. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't even think about where you were
going. I'm really sorry I brought you
to somewhere else."
Meiran
shrugged. "It doesn't matter to
me. Where I'm going isn't really a home
to me. I was going to L4 for a
vacation. Don't worry, I didn't have any
reservations to come to."
Dorothy
gazed out of the window. "And where I
was about to go doesn't matter. I know
I would react the same way if I were in your position. Probably he-no they would too."
Relena
understood what Dorothy meant. "Maybe. But I sure know that he
wouldn't."
Dorothy
and Relena shared a look of understanding. Meiran, not knowing whom they were talking about, didn't butt in. Instead, she checked her patient to see if
she was awake.
Relena
continued on. "Anyway, I was about to
head to Earth. Do you mind if I bring
all of you with me?"
Dorothy
and Meiran shook their heads.
Relena
smiled. "Good. Then that's taken care of. Now then, I got some refreshments with
me. What do you want, ladies?"
The
rest of the flight was spent socializing with each other. The stowaway was still unconscious when the
plane docked at the airport. The
bodyguards hadn't found anything to tell them why there was an explosion. All they do know is that it had to do with
the unconscious woman with them. Relena
didn't let them do anything with her. Whoever she was, Relena felt that she would never harm them. The bodyguards relented, but kept their
thoughts to themselves. They would tell
their boss, the person who hired them and told them to keep an eye on her, plus
give a daily report about her to him. Though they didn't know who hired them, they knew when to follow
orders. It was told to them, by mouth
by the foreign minister's brother, that the one, who recommended them to be
Miss Peacecraft's bodyguards, had looked over their background thoroughly and
had told him their good work. So Miliardo
Peacecraft, or Zechs Marquise, had hired them without a single retort. However, Miliardo Peacecraft had handed them
an envelope before he and Lucrezia Noin had left to Mars. All that he said was that this was given to
him for them to read. And when the
bodyguards had read the letter that was inside the envelope, it was specific
instructions as to what their duties were. And that they are under his supervision, not Miliardo's. Somehow, the bodyguards sensed that whoever
hired them was not someone to be taken on lightly. So the bodyguards guarded the foreign minister seriously. Or else face the wrath of their mysterious
boss. And that wouldn't be pretty, they
were sure about that.
So
even though they didn't say anything to the foreign minister, they were
thinking about what they were going to say to their boss. While most of them were going with the four
women, one of them got away and went to report to their boss. So when they arrived at the private airport
on Earth, the bodyguard given the task of reporting what happened to his boss
slipped away immediately upon arrival. He didn't even want to think how his boss would react to his news that Miss
Peacecraft was almost near an explosion. Luckily, the three women didn't notice the man missing, so intent over
their patient that they didn't see the man separate from the group.
Midii
came to after a few hours had elapse since she had fell unconscious in the
plane. Immediately upon awakening, she
put her hands to where she put the disk and relaxed as she felt it in her
hand. That thought made her suspicious. She had put the disk inside her shirt pocket
and now it was in her hand. She looked
around and realized that she was in a private clinic, from the elegant
furniture in the room. She quickly
sensed that the room was under surveillance, which was proven correct when she
saw a blinking yellow light behind a plant near the far right corner.
The
door opened and a young woman walked in. Midii instantly recognized the vice foreign minister of the Earth Sphere
United Nation. She struggled to sit up
but Relena Peacecraft held her down.
Relena
saw the questions in the blonde woman's eyes and gave her a reassuring
smile. "You're in my private clinic,
inside my home. You'll be safe
here." When Relena felt the young woman
relax, she straightened up. "I presume
that you already know me so I won't introduce myself."
Midii
nodded. "Relena Peacecraft." Sensing that she should give the foreign
minister a name, she blurted out, "Midii. Midii Une."
Relena
raised a brow at the surprise on the young woman's face as she told Relena her
name. She sensed that the girl would
have given her a false name, yet the name Midii, Relena felt, was the girl's
true name. She frowned. Une. The young woman said her name was Midii Une.
"Did
you say Une?"
Midii
stared at the foreign minister, a mask on her face. Cautiously, she replied, "Yes, I did."
Relena
ignored the look Midii was giving her, used to a far worse look from a certain
someone. "Do you, pray chance, know a
person called Ann Une?"
Midii
nodded. "She's a distant cousin of
mine. Second cousins, I think."
Relena
smiled brightly. "Thank goodness. Now I can bring you to Lady Une to
recuperate."
Midii
frowned. "Lady Une?"
Relena
nodded. "Lady Une, or Ann Une, is what
she calls herself. I personally know
her." She put her hand down on one of
Midii's and squeezed it. "I think that
you two would feel better if you have company. Even though Lady Une has Merimeai, she will be delighted to see
you. Say, do you have family?"
Midii
lowered her eyes so that she wouldn't stare at the kind eyes, eyes that had
showed the same emotion as him. "No." It was said in a stiff
voice.
Relena
understood and squeezed the hand again. "What happened?"
Midii
knew that the foreign minister wasn't butting in, just curious. Swallowing, she replied, "My father died and
my brothers are in an orphanage."
Relena
stared at the lowered head on the bed. "You are giving them money." It
was a statement, not a question.
Midii
nodded. "It's better if they don't see
me after what I did."
A
long silence ensued until Relena broke it.
"Whatever
you had done in the past, I think that your brothers would understand and
forgive you. In wars, you don't know
what you are doing, being untrue to yourself. So don't worry, they'll welcome you with open arms."
Midii
looked up and stared at the compassionate eyes. Slowly she smiled. Relena
smiled back. She released Midii's hand
and went to a side table.
Conversationally,
Relena said, "You lost a medium of blood but that was all. You'll be fine and as good as new before
that accident." She poured orange juice
in a glass from the refreshments on the table.
That
reminded Midii of the disk. When Relena
came back with the orange juice, Midii took the other girl's hand. Surprised, Relena paused. With that chance, Midii began her story.
"The
disk that I have has important information. If it goes to the wrong hands, another war would begin if I don't give
this to the Preventers. Can you help
me?"
Relena
stared at Midii, searching her face. Then she nodded. "I trust
you. I think that I can help you." Putting down the orange juice on the table
beside the bed, Relena went to the vidphone and dialed. The call came through and a young man's face
appeared. He had on a Preventer's
uniform.
"Tell
Lady Une and Sally Po that an emergency meeting is needed. Now."
The
young man nodded and the communication went off.
Relena
turned back to Midii. "Now all we have
to do is wait."
Two
young women arrived at the Peacecraft mansion, the home of the Vice Foreign
Minister of the Earth Sphere United Nation. One was Lady Ann Une, who founded the Preventers. The other was Sally Po, a Preventer who was
the same age as the brunette walking beside her. Her partner, Wufei Chang, hadn't come because he had been in a
mission, one that he was very happy doing alone. Sally didn't mind, since she instinctively knew that he wanted to
work alone, since he was a Gundam pilot. Though being a Preventer took a lot of her time, she still had some left
to go out and have some fun. During one
of her free time, she met John Gilman, a former soldier during the war. They were now dating and hopefully they
would get married soon. That was
testament of the diamond ring on Sally's finger.
Lady
Ann Une, her face wearing that serene expression that gave her the name "Saint
Une", hid the worry she felt when she received the message from Relena. What ever Relena had that was really
important must be something that needed immediate attention. Relena Peacecraft never contacted the Preventers
except for the usual regulatory meetings that kept each other up to date with
each other. So this emergency meeting
really gave Lady Une something to worry about.
The
two women went up the stairs to the private clinic that was inside the
Peacecraft mansion. They were given the
room number where the foreign minister was with her guest. They met two other young women, one a blonde
and the other a brunette. The two older
women acknowledged the blonde with a nod. They gave a curious look at the brunette, who they can clearly see was
Chinese. Yet they gave her a nod of
greeting and the Chinese woman returned the gesture.
Lady
Une turned to Dorothy. "Is Relena in
there?"
Dorothy
nodded. "She is with her guest. Meiran," and she gestured to the Chinese
woman beside her, "treated her."
Sally
gazed at Meiran. "You have any medical
experience?"
Meiran
nodded. "Enough to know how to treat
someone."
"Good. So shall we go in?"
Dorothy
shook her head. "Thank you, Lady
Une. But I think it would be better if
we just stay here."
"Nonsense. The two of you deserved to be in this
meeting as much as we are."
The
two younger women turned to stare at each other and then at Lady Une. They could see that she was adamant that
they go with her. Sally had a similar
expression on her face.
Finally
they acquiesced. The four young women
opened the door and let themselves in. Relena and the blonde on the bed looked up at the newcomers. She stood up and went to greet them.
"Lady
Une. Sally Po. It has been a long time since we last saw
each other, right?" Relena smiled at
the two Preventers.
"It
sure it." Lady Une turned her gaze to
the blonde woman on the bed. "And who
is this, Miss Relena?"
"Her
name is Midii Une."
Lady Une raised her brows in surprise. "Une?"
Midii nodded. "Our fathers are cousins."
Lady Une stared at the young woman
thoughtfully. "Ah. I see." She walked forward to the bed. Stopping beside it, she held out her hand. "Please to meet you, Midii."
Midii returned the handshake, never
letting her gaze falter from the other woman. She sensed in her eyes that the brunette was feeling rather emotional
right now, though it didn't show on her face. This meeting must have given her an emotion overload. Midi sensed that Lady Une had nobody, maybe
except this Merimeia girl that Relena Peacecraft mentioned earlier. Something that she shared with the older
woman. Alone ever since agreeing with
the soldiers to protect her family, she hadn't seen them since that time she
left them. Being a traitor, to her
eyes, made her feel ashamed to be near them. Though she secretly kept in touch with them. After she heard of her father's death, she provided for her
brothers' keeping in the orphanage that they were sent to since they didn't
have any relatives who wanted them. She
always called the orphanage, to make sure that they were content and still
there. Sometimes she called them and
never said a thing whenever she heard them. Hearing her younger brothers' voices always made her feel much better. They didn't know it was her that had been
sending the money to keep them in the orphanage, but that didn't matter. Midii was satisfied that her brothers were all
right and well. And to take her mind of
her loneliness, she decided to make amends with her past. She felt that she should uphold the present
peace by trying to find out if there was secret opposition to it. That was why she had that disk. To preserve the peace. And to make sure that no more war orphans
would go alone, especially him. No Name. The boy that she had betrayed yet
befriended. The boy who was the same as
her, in every way. Except she had
betrayed him. And that was something
she regretted ever since. Even now,
thinking about him, made her feel sad. But as long as she has his cross, she will always have something to
remind her of him.
Midii
released Lady Une's hand and put it on her neck. The cross was still there. She sighed and held it in her hand for reassurance. Relena saw this but didn't comment. Instead, she turned to Lady Une and Sally
Po.
"Midii
here has something important to tell you."
Lady
Une raised a brow. "Indeed." She turned her attention to the young blonde
woman on the bed and waited for her to tell them.
Midii
squared her shoulders and began her tale. "I've been looking for any mischief that might revolt against the peace
that came two years ago. What I found
was another organization just like what we encountered before." She held out the disk. "In this disk, is information about
Grey. Grey is another organization that
is secretly getting ready for war. Grey
wants to attack the Earth Sphere United Nation. To do that, they will have to capture the President, the Vice
Foreign Minister, and the delegates from the colonies." She paused then continued. "Grey also wants the Gundam pilots
dead." She laid the disk down on her
lap. She frowned. "They had some information about them, too."
The
two Preventers gave each other a worried look. Relena held her breath. Dorothy
froze. Meiran and Midii stared at the
four women, puzzled to their reaction. It was Sally who spoke first.
"What
information did Grey have?"
"They
knew who they were. Important stuff,
like who they really are. Background,
history, etc." Midii frowned. "Though some of the information for two
pilots weren't complete. And one of
them didn't even have one. Only the
name the Gundam pilot used during the war."
Relena
knew which pilot Midii was talking about. She tried to quell her disappointment and analyzed the information that
the blonde woman gave them. "Midii, do
you know which Gundam pilots had complete information about them?"
Midii
shook her head. "I really can't
say. I just read the briefing that was
written about them. The complete facts
about them are in the disk, but I hadn't looked at them. I didn't have any time to read them."
Lady
Une frowned. "This disk is really
important. I think that the Gundam
pilots should look at them." She stared
at Midii. "Which of the Gundam pilots
didn't have any background?"
Midii
thought for a moment. "I think the one
who went under Heero Yuy."
The
three women who knew the Gundam pilots weren't even surprised. Instead Lady Une held out her hand. "May I have the disk, Midii?"
Midii
handed the disk to the older woman. Lady Une smiled and stood up. She stared at the blonde woman for a while. "Midii, do you want to live with me after you are well enough?"
Midii
smiled back. "Thank you. I appreciate your offer." She knew that the two of them could keep
each other company. She sensed that the
older woman had lost someone dear to her and she felt that they could keep each
other company.
Lady
Une took Midii's hand. "I'm glad." She gave the hand a squeeze and released
it. She turned to the Vice Foreign
Minister. "Miss Relena, would you mind
if I talked to you outside?"
Relena
shook her head. "In fact, I need to
talk to you, Lady Une." She turned to
the others. "If you would excuse us."
The
two women went outside the room. As
soon as the door closed, Lady Une turned to the Vice Foreign Minister. "Can I use your phone? I want to contact the Preventers about this
current turn of event."
Relena
nodded her head. "Are you going to
contact the Gundam pilots?"
"Yes." Lady Une sighed. "I don't know if I can find the pilot of Gundam pilot of Wing
Zero, but I'll try."
Relena
knew that Lady Une would do her best to find the elusive Gundam pilot. And she also knew what Lady Une was
thinking. She put her hand on the
brunette's arm.
Lady
Une met the blue eyes of the Vice Foreign Minister.
"Lady
Une, Midii isn't the only child of your father's cousin." With that, Relena told the head of the
Preventers what she knew about Midii. After she was done, Lady Une returned the gesture.
"Thank
you."
The
two women smiled. Then Relena released
her. "I better go back to my
guests. I think you already know where
to go to do your business." Relena
didn't wait for an answer. Instead she
walked back to the closed door that led to her guests.
Lady Une walked
down the hall to report her findings, dreading the inevitable war coming up
ahead.
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Well, that's it for the first part. I hope that all of you enjoyed it. Also, Gundam Wing does not belong to me. It belongs to its respected creators. So no suing, please. Feedbacks and such are accepted. You can email me at aylah001@yahoo.com. ^_^
