Ch. 1
Gundam Wing: New War Series

As people, we all make bad decisions. Some hurt others, sometimes we only hurt ourselves. Now knowing this, your going to hear about a person who made a mistake. Knowing that this mistake might hurt the ones she loved. Especially her dearest one, Quatre Winner, a gundam pilot.
My story begins on the Moon in the old Oz MS factory. That's were the secret bunker, Espollo, is. Tess Maroba, a secret spy, had been working on her own gundam there for he past 3 years.
The war had left her without a family, but good friends with the Gundam boys. She had watched the boys destroy their gundams in hopes not to start another war. She though, had also gathered the Gundam's information off the cockpit computers. She had gone ahead and got the blue prints for the gundam Epion, Wing, Deathscythe, and Nataku. She had only these for there are some things that even a secret spy and incredibly smart hacker cannot get.
Spin, you got the parts in? Tess asked.
Spin looked through a clipboard he had in his hands, Yeah, third deck.
Who would have guessed one of the biggest Oz bases would become a factory for a Gundam. Tess had spent almost a year just getting it back into shape. Now the question you must ask is: How can Tess trust her workers, surely not all must believe in her cause? The answer is simple, they all know what this gundam is capable of, they all know that Tess could shut them up easily.
Tess looked up at the near completed giant. She was glad it was almost time for it's completion. Then something else hit her mind, she was supposed to meet Quatre for dinner that night. She looked at her watch.
Get me a transport to earth. I want t leave in 30 minutes.
Aye, said Spin. Spin was the most trusted of workers. He had quickly become her Forman and right hand man. He was a well built, tall fellow, who lacked nothing when it came to engineering mind and brute strength.

In a few hours Tess found herself at the Winner Estate. She missed living on earth. She had made her home in the Colonies until the Gundam's Completion, so coming back always made her want to stay. She had barely knocked when she heard a familiar voice of Racid.
Mistress Tess. Master Quatre awaits, he said formally, then smiled his large smile, welcome home Tess!
Thank you, she answered happily, I have been anxious to come.
Quatre's home was one of spender. Being one the wealthiest boys, and yet very humble, he took the lavish comfort to the extreme. Then as her head reached level again she saw Quatre's pleasant face. His blue eyes smiled gently.
Welcome back Tess, He said, I've missed seeing you.
She ran up to him and hugged his neck, I've missed you so much.

At dinner there was much talking and telling of stories about what was happening elsewhere in the world, and space.
How are the colonies, asked Quatre.
she answered, they have independence, yet they want more. More freedoms more abilities.
Abilities to do what, they have everything.
That's the question everyone's asking. she said, Its an appeasement, they just give, give, give to shut them up.
Doesn't the earth know this? he asked.
said Tess gravely, but earth will soon find out that with to much power, the colonies will take over. This might lead to war.
surely not all the colonists feel this way, some resist it, some are content?
Yes some are, but others will never be satisfied, she answered.
The rest of the meal was uneventful. They spoke of other concerns but mostly they spoke of life in general.

After their meal they went out onto a boucony. The moon shone brightly with its many stars blinking at it's brightness.
Quatre, I've missed it here so much. said Tess smiling.
It hasn't been that exciting, not much to miss.
Here's a question, were are the rest?
The rest? he asked.
Yeah you know, Duo, Trowa, Heero, and Wuife? Where have they been?
They went their separate ways after the last war. I have heard from Trowa, but none of the others. Maybe we can bring them together again one of these days. said Quatre.
Maybe sooner than you think.

Else were Trowa sat sharpening his knives reflectively. He had been watching the internet and other old Oz related factions carefully for the past couple of days. He could feel something was about to happen.
Hey Trowa, watcha thinkin about, wait a sec he's got that weird look on his face, I hope there is nothin going on. thought Catherine. She had stayed at the circus with Trowa for awhile, and knew him quite well.
He said blankly. If you know Trowa, then you know he is a man of few words, though when he does speak its to the point.

Still elsewhere Heero sat at his computer typing quickly as he was prone to do. He smirked. Ah hah there it was. He knew he would find it. He now had tipped the ice berg on Espollo. Yes Heero was also one of few words. But not one of few skill when it came to hacking.

I am commin, stop callin me! Duo yelled into his walkie-talkie. He had been in the usual sweeper business. Duo was not one of few words. In fact he was one of many. To many for that matter. He had been waiting for a while to get this last bunch of parts in. But with his incredibly busy schedule, heh heh, he had been called several times to hurry it up.
Sorry Duo, their late again, said Hildy smiling. Hildy was optimistic, and kind. But don't let that fool you, she's as deadly as the god of death himself.

In a place far away from the sweeper business headquarters, was a small dojo. In it sat Wuife. He took a long whiff of the strong incense burning in front of him. Three attacked from all sides. He jumped up quickly, kicking two of them and grabbing the third's head and slamming it to the ground.
Wuife, you have a call. a servant said from the door.
Who is it?
Sally Po, Sir.
Very well, he answered with a rare smile.

To say the least the Gundam Crew had changed little since the war. Each had seemed to go their separate ways but it was yet to be seen if it could stay that way.