Author's Notes- This is one of my several products of insomnia. It's hopefully going to be long, so stick with it, it'll get better. As a bit of background info, this story is set in AC 247... that's about 51 years after the final Gundam battle. It also involves several of the original Gundam character's grandkids and they cross paths and cool stuff like that. You can probably guess who most of them are related to. Oh, and if you come across a character that isn't in the original series, know that it's one of my original characters. I made them all up. So don't think these are real or something. The Gundam series doesn't even go that far, so I figure, "Hey, fanfic freedom!" Happy reading!


Anah! Get up! Com'on! Corrine yelled for the second time. She looked anxiously at the clock. Okay. To put it plainly, it's eight forty-five. The career fair starts at nine. You have less than ten minutes to get ready because it takes five to get there.

Anah leapt out of bed. Why didn't you tell me that?! She scrambled into a pair of jeans, threw on the black tank top she wore yesterday, and whisked her auburn hair up into a quick ponytail. All ready! Let's go!

Corrine grabbed her by the hand and ran out the door. Soon enough though, Anah was jogging ahead of her, with Corrine trailing behind, panting. Anah had always been better at physical things.

The girls were running to the annual career fair, an event always scheduled the day after their graduation. Victoria Colonial Military Academy was known for having their students go on to be outstanding officers and workers for the various organizations.

Anah and Corrine snuck in and took a seat toward the back. They had missed the first half of the presentations. Anah swept her gaze across the stage. There were scouts from the the Future Technicians Organization (FTO), and the Colonial Military Mechanics (CCM). Those were the two she had been interested in. She was also looking toward the Association and Study Toward Technological Advancements (ASTTA). Anah was very skilled in the area of mechanics and technics.

Corrine, however, was interested in the Colonial Air Force and the Pacifists' Protection Agency. She had told Anah the night before that she wanted to protect the pacifists of the Sank Kingdom, or join the air force. Corrine was an excellent pilot, Anah had to admit that.

But besides those organizations, the girls noticed that another group was there that hadn't been listed. And that group just happened to be last in the presentations.

They watched as a young woman stood up to the microphone. She looked somewhere between the age of 25 and 30, and had short hair that was blonde and curly. She was clearly nervous, but hid it well behind a big smile.

Hi! I'm Laila Corley, and this is Christopher Trojan. We're here representing the Preventers Organization. Many of you may be a bit surprised to see us here, and we definitely don't blame you. The last time we had recruiting mission, *I* was recruited. So we obviously don't have them too often.

Lately we've been experiencing a bit of a shortage of members in our organization. Many of the familiar faces we've seen since our group was created are now retiring. So we decided it was time to recruit some young people. Since Preventers does not use a volunteer system, we have to hand pick our members. We've chosen five individuals, hoping we have made the right decisions, based upon grades, skill, and talent among other things.

So if there aren't any questions, I'll proceed with the selections. She swept her gaze across her audience. Anah moved over a bit to get a better look at Laila's uniform. She wore a deep plum jacket, white pants, and knee-high black leather boots. The jacket looked much like one Anah had seen in the OZ portion of her book on uniforms. It was double-brested, with gold buttons and black trimming on the sleeves. A black cape draped across her left shoulder, and a matching plum beret sat perfectly on her curly blonde hair.

Laila glanced over at Christopher, and he walked up to the microphone, holding a piece of paper. Right. Okay, here are our selections for Preventers. Do keep in mind that our decisions are not final, and if you are chosen, you are not obligated to join us. But we do encourage it strongly because we only choose five people out of the whole academy. Christopher was wearing a similar looking uniform to Laila's, only his was hunter green and a bit more detailed on the sleeves. He looked at the auditorium filled with anticipated teens and laughed. Enough of this suspense, let's get on with it! Our first selection is Zane Marquise. Please come to the stage as we call your name. A boy Anah recognized from her Leadership class stood and jogged up to the stage, smiling.

Laila took the microphone. Our second choice is Chang Ray Li! He too stood up.

Then Jei Olselski! Anah was quite surprised by that selection. Jei was a bit of a slacker, but he was an excellent pilot. He slapped hands with a few of his friends before going up to the stage.

Christopher grabbed the mic again. Namari Roku! He flushed pink as he too walked up to the stage.

And finally, Anah Barton!