It is cosmic era 1500. The Earth Forces and the Plants have begun to feud. Here, this world has naturals and coordinators. The coordinators have had their genes messed with, and call the naturals beasts, the lesser race. The naturals hate the coordinators. There is one powerful nation that has not yet chosen a side in the conflict. ORB.
It is here, in the ORB colony Heliopolis, that three friends are gathered. Since ORB accepted both naturals and coordinators, it wasn't usual to find a group of coordinators like these in ORB. A blue haired and green eyed boy of the age of 8 or 9 spoke to his friends.
"Kira, come to the plants with me. The Earth Alliance and the PLANTS will see eye to eye. But still. It would be best to have coordinators stay together. Please come with us," the blue haired child asked the brown haired and purple eyed boy. He turned to his other companion, a girl with black hair, dark skin, and black eyes.
"Ela, you should come too," he pleaded with her as well.
"Athrun, you know I can't. My whole family is natural. I cannot abandon them. And you know the PLANTS would never accept a natural in, even if I am a first generation." The girl responded. Athrun recoiled, clearly hurt by her response. Even if his father was the vice president to the council, he knew she had spoken the truth.
"Then I guess it is the same for you, Kira?" Athrun asked. The brown haired boy turned to Athrun.
"You already know my answer." Kira told Athrun.
"Oh Athrun, be happy, be safe, I'll miss you!" Ela exclaimed to Athrun.
"Yea, bye Athrun," Kira said in a voice full of mixed emotions.
"The shuttle will be leaving soon. I'll try to keep in touch. I'll think of you often." Athrun told them. He reached into his bag, and pulled out two of his machines. They were mechanical birds. One was a green and yellow bird, the other was a black bird. He gave the black to Ela, and the green to Kira.
"These birds are for you guys. They will warn you if something bad is about to happen. They will never separate from you, unless by force. They will stay alive as long as you are able to think."
"Thanks Athrun. I will always treasure it." Kira told Athrun.
"Yes, thanks." Ela repeated.
Athrun's mobile started to buzz. He picked up his phone. It was his father, Patrick Zala, the vice councilman. Athrun said that he had to go. Both Kira and Ela waved as Athrun got into a black limo, and drove off to the shuttle port. Little did they know that this would be the last time they saw Athrun as a friend, not an enemy. The next time they'd meet would be on a battle field.
This is my first story, hope you like it. I was inspired from a dream I had last night, but I'm not really sure. Feel free to leave comments and please review.