1 Space; Colony G, Gundam facilities
A passenger shuttle slowly docked into a large space station. On that shuttle were many young men, all at the age of 10-12. Each one was unique and been through special training, therefore, chosen as a candidate for the Gundams. Already the building was filled with boys their age in hopes of becoming Gundam pilots or mobile suit pilots. There was one boy amongst the group on the shuttle who had dark brown hair and cloudy gray eyes. He was wearing a smile and the same uniform as the rest of the boys; black boots, gray pants and a matching shirt. On his shirt was a tag that read '55'.
As the shuttle glided into position 55 watched in excitement as the crew workers rushed around, preparing the bay. 55 heard a click and looked down to see his seat belt had unfastened, as did the others. Slowly but surely, they all filed off, each carrying one, small duffel bag. When 55 stepped off the ship, he was met by the hard smell of mechanical oil. Grinning to himself, he walked in the line with the rest of the boys but surveyed the room.
He stopped when he noticed a large panel window over-looking them. On the other side, he could see a young woman who looked to be about 18 with long honey blonde hair. She was extraordinarily beautiful as she watched the young boys file out. As if she felt his eyes boring into her, she looked directly at 55 who stared at her. Their eyes locked but the young woman broke it and turned around. 55 shrugged and continued on his way to where he would discover his fate.
*~*~*~*~*
Relena Peacecraft studied the boys before her and sighed, 'They all seem the same. I'm not sure if any of them will make the cut.' She thought worriedly. Then, her eyes caught a young boy who was staring up at her. Their eyes locked and Relena knew, "He's different." She breathed, barely above a whisper.
"What was that?" A deeper female voice asked from across the room. Relena spun around to face Lady Une.
"I'm sorry, what?" She asked, embarrassed with her behavior.
"I asked what you had said?" Une smirked.
"Oh nothing. Just making an observation." Relena assured. The retired queen was wearing a simple pair of jean capris and a black sweater that hugger her waist but fell off her shoulders. She wore tennis shoes with no socks on her feet and her honey colored hair was pulled back in its normal fashion of two braids.
"Very well," Une stated, unsure. She looked at the clock in the corner of the room, "I must go begin the training session orientation, I'll see you later." She nodded before walking out the door, leaving Relena alone.
She sighed and gazed at the last few boys who exited the docking bay, 'God help us.' She thought to herself before walking out of the room herself. Relena strode down the empty halls towards a large storage room closed off by two large metal doors. She turned to a key pad and punched in a code. The doors slid open gently, for their size, and Relena walked through. She made her way to a computer consul where she sat down and began typing furiously at a key board. The lights reflected in her eyes and from that small light, another pair of still and lifeless eyes were reflected. In front of her and the consul was none other than the Wing Gundam.
It was hooked up with many wires, needing to be fixed and repaired. Relena was working so hard that she didn't realize there was another person in the room until they spoke, "Relena." The male voice whispered gently next to her ear. She shrieked and tumbled out of her chair accept a pair of arms caught her.
She looked up to find a set of deep Prussian blue eyes staring up at her, dancing with amusement but the face they where in was strait and serious. Relena huffed and stood up, "Ohh, Heero! Don't do that to me." She snapped. The pilot of Wing Zero was wearing his black space suit and after a year of growing, he had become almost a head taller than Relena.
"What were you working on?" He asked, ignoring her rants. She sighed, knowing she couldn't win, and sat back down in her chair, "I was running over the schematics for the ZERO system in the Wing Gundam. I'm trying to break it down into smaller parts so that when the trainees use it, they won't have the full affect on the brain."
"That's probably the best way to do this. How do the new recruits look?" He asked.
"As to be expected," She answered plainly, "You and the others were special, it's gonna take a lot of work to get them even close to your level."
Heero looked at her, "Keep working, I've got to meet the others." Heero stated monotonously and turned to leave when Relena caught his hand. He could feel her shaking and turned around, expecting her to be annoyed with him.
What he wasn't prepared for was that Relena was staring at him with a scared look in her eyes. She was afraid, "Please…promise me that you'll take care of yourself out there." She pleaded, barely speaking.
"Relena-" He began but she cut him off.
"Promise me!" She cried.
Heero gently pulled her into his arms and let her cry on his shoulder, "I promise." He mumbled.
Calming down a little, she pulled back and placed a small hand on his face, "You're my support in this world. If anything happened to you, I'd die." Heero placed a hand over hers and nuzzled her hand. She gasped in shock when he wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her close. Just as their lips were about to touch, red lights began to flash and alarms blazed.
Reluctantly and swiftly, Heero broke away, "Come on." He stated, going into soldier mode. He ran out the door with her struggling to keep up.
*~*~*~*~*
In the large assembly room, over 200 boys stood in formation, awaiting the arrival of Lady Une. Amongst them was boy known as 55 who seemed quite bored with the event. Suddenly, a woman in her late twenties walked to the podium and cleared her throat. Everyone in the room snapped to attention as she did, "I welcome you all and thank you. This new enemy has placed us in great trouble. You are all the best and we need the best, but according to the marks your instructors have given you, we have placed you in divisions."
55 was nervous, there were so many boys here and that slimmed his chances of being picked for a higher division, "When I call your number, step into order…" Lady Une began calling out divisions starting with one. After a while she came up to 55's number, "Division 11…55, 56, 57, 58, and 59. Division 12..." Six boys stepped up in order with the rest. 56 was a serious looking boy with ebony hair and steel eyes; 57 was also serious looking but there was a playful side to him shown in his emerald eyes and wild blonde hair. 58 was a rather taller boy who seemed older with shaggy brown hair and light blue eyes; 59 had glasses covering his dark blue eyes and spiky light brown hair.
When she was done with her list, Lady Une continued with her speech, "Because of your excellent levels, you have been chosen, but do not expect yourselves to ever reach the same level as the 'Perfect Soldier', because you won't." All of the boys in the room took a sharp in take of breath. The Perfect soldier was legendary through soldiers for his excellence, "And if any of you ever do…beware." She paused, "Anyhow, you're training shall commence-" Lady Une was cut off by the blazing sirens and red lights. A few of the soldiers placed around the room ran out the doors and down a hall.
Suddenly, on one side of the large room, a door opened and in ran Heero and Relena. They crossed at amazing speed in front of the podium and to the other side of the room where they exited through the other door. Shortly following them were the four other Gundam pilots, all dressed in their space suits and one lagging behind, "Duo, you idiot! Hurry up!" Wu Fei shouted back to him.
"Hold your stuck-up horses! I'm comin'!" He snapped back. Then, as quick as they entered, they left.
After a few moments, the red lights and noises ceased. Lady Une began speaking again, "As you can see, battles will be at last minute situations but you must be ready at all times." As she continued to speak, 55 drifted into thought. He remembered that woman from earlier, the one who was watching him, but he wasn't sure who the others were, 'Could they have been soldiers, no they weren't dressed the same?' He thought to himself.
Finally, Lady Une finished her speech and everyone was dismissed to their quarters. 55 turned to the rest of the boys, "Hi! My name's Yuska Hayama."
A passenger shuttle slowly docked into a large space station. On that shuttle were many young men, all at the age of 10-12. Each one was unique and been through special training, therefore, chosen as a candidate for the Gundams. Already the building was filled with boys their age in hopes of becoming Gundam pilots or mobile suit pilots. There was one boy amongst the group on the shuttle who had dark brown hair and cloudy gray eyes. He was wearing a smile and the same uniform as the rest of the boys; black boots, gray pants and a matching shirt. On his shirt was a tag that read '55'.
As the shuttle glided into position 55 watched in excitement as the crew workers rushed around, preparing the bay. 55 heard a click and looked down to see his seat belt had unfastened, as did the others. Slowly but surely, they all filed off, each carrying one, small duffel bag. When 55 stepped off the ship, he was met by the hard smell of mechanical oil. Grinning to himself, he walked in the line with the rest of the boys but surveyed the room.
He stopped when he noticed a large panel window over-looking them. On the other side, he could see a young woman who looked to be about 18 with long honey blonde hair. She was extraordinarily beautiful as she watched the young boys file out. As if she felt his eyes boring into her, she looked directly at 55 who stared at her. Their eyes locked but the young woman broke it and turned around. 55 shrugged and continued on his way to where he would discover his fate.
*~*~*~*~*
Relena Peacecraft studied the boys before her and sighed, 'They all seem the same. I'm not sure if any of them will make the cut.' She thought worriedly. Then, her eyes caught a young boy who was staring up at her. Their eyes locked and Relena knew, "He's different." She breathed, barely above a whisper.
"What was that?" A deeper female voice asked from across the room. Relena spun around to face Lady Une.
"I'm sorry, what?" She asked, embarrassed with her behavior.
"I asked what you had said?" Une smirked.
"Oh nothing. Just making an observation." Relena assured. The retired queen was wearing a simple pair of jean capris and a black sweater that hugger her waist but fell off her shoulders. She wore tennis shoes with no socks on her feet and her honey colored hair was pulled back in its normal fashion of two braids.
"Very well," Une stated, unsure. She looked at the clock in the corner of the room, "I must go begin the training session orientation, I'll see you later." She nodded before walking out the door, leaving Relena alone.
She sighed and gazed at the last few boys who exited the docking bay, 'God help us.' She thought to herself before walking out of the room herself. Relena strode down the empty halls towards a large storage room closed off by two large metal doors. She turned to a key pad and punched in a code. The doors slid open gently, for their size, and Relena walked through. She made her way to a computer consul where she sat down and began typing furiously at a key board. The lights reflected in her eyes and from that small light, another pair of still and lifeless eyes were reflected. In front of her and the consul was none other than the Wing Gundam.
It was hooked up with many wires, needing to be fixed and repaired. Relena was working so hard that she didn't realize there was another person in the room until they spoke, "Relena." The male voice whispered gently next to her ear. She shrieked and tumbled out of her chair accept a pair of arms caught her.
She looked up to find a set of deep Prussian blue eyes staring up at her, dancing with amusement but the face they where in was strait and serious. Relena huffed and stood up, "Ohh, Heero! Don't do that to me." She snapped. The pilot of Wing Zero was wearing his black space suit and after a year of growing, he had become almost a head taller than Relena.
"What were you working on?" He asked, ignoring her rants. She sighed, knowing she couldn't win, and sat back down in her chair, "I was running over the schematics for the ZERO system in the Wing Gundam. I'm trying to break it down into smaller parts so that when the trainees use it, they won't have the full affect on the brain."
"That's probably the best way to do this. How do the new recruits look?" He asked.
"As to be expected," She answered plainly, "You and the others were special, it's gonna take a lot of work to get them even close to your level."
Heero looked at her, "Keep working, I've got to meet the others." Heero stated monotonously and turned to leave when Relena caught his hand. He could feel her shaking and turned around, expecting her to be annoyed with him.
What he wasn't prepared for was that Relena was staring at him with a scared look in her eyes. She was afraid, "Please…promise me that you'll take care of yourself out there." She pleaded, barely speaking.
"Relena-" He began but she cut him off.
"Promise me!" She cried.
Heero gently pulled her into his arms and let her cry on his shoulder, "I promise." He mumbled.
Calming down a little, she pulled back and placed a small hand on his face, "You're my support in this world. If anything happened to you, I'd die." Heero placed a hand over hers and nuzzled her hand. She gasped in shock when he wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her close. Just as their lips were about to touch, red lights began to flash and alarms blazed.
Reluctantly and swiftly, Heero broke away, "Come on." He stated, going into soldier mode. He ran out the door with her struggling to keep up.
*~*~*~*~*
In the large assembly room, over 200 boys stood in formation, awaiting the arrival of Lady Une. Amongst them was boy known as 55 who seemed quite bored with the event. Suddenly, a woman in her late twenties walked to the podium and cleared her throat. Everyone in the room snapped to attention as she did, "I welcome you all and thank you. This new enemy has placed us in great trouble. You are all the best and we need the best, but according to the marks your instructors have given you, we have placed you in divisions."
55 was nervous, there were so many boys here and that slimmed his chances of being picked for a higher division, "When I call your number, step into order…" Lady Une began calling out divisions starting with one. After a while she came up to 55's number, "Division 11…55, 56, 57, 58, and 59. Division 12..." Six boys stepped up in order with the rest. 56 was a serious looking boy with ebony hair and steel eyes; 57 was also serious looking but there was a playful side to him shown in his emerald eyes and wild blonde hair. 58 was a rather taller boy who seemed older with shaggy brown hair and light blue eyes; 59 had glasses covering his dark blue eyes and spiky light brown hair.
When she was done with her list, Lady Une continued with her speech, "Because of your excellent levels, you have been chosen, but do not expect yourselves to ever reach the same level as the 'Perfect Soldier', because you won't." All of the boys in the room took a sharp in take of breath. The Perfect soldier was legendary through soldiers for his excellence, "And if any of you ever do…beware." She paused, "Anyhow, you're training shall commence-" Lady Une was cut off by the blazing sirens and red lights. A few of the soldiers placed around the room ran out the doors and down a hall.
Suddenly, on one side of the large room, a door opened and in ran Heero and Relena. They crossed at amazing speed in front of the podium and to the other side of the room where they exited through the other door. Shortly following them were the four other Gundam pilots, all dressed in their space suits and one lagging behind, "Duo, you idiot! Hurry up!" Wu Fei shouted back to him.
"Hold your stuck-up horses! I'm comin'!" He snapped back. Then, as quick as they entered, they left.
After a few moments, the red lights and noises ceased. Lady Une began speaking again, "As you can see, battles will be at last minute situations but you must be ready at all times." As she continued to speak, 55 drifted into thought. He remembered that woman from earlier, the one who was watching him, but he wasn't sure who the others were, 'Could they have been soldiers, no they weren't dressed the same?' He thought to himself.
Finally, Lady Une finished her speech and everyone was dismissed to their quarters. 55 turned to the rest of the boys, "Hi! My name's Yuska Hayama."