Author's Notes: Story takes place after Endless Waltz.
Disclaimer: I don't own GundamWing.
Haunting Pasts
Written by: Fairy Empress
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Prologue
To fight or not to fight, wasn't that the ultimate question? In the hearts of six men, five only becoming men lately, that was the question they asked themselves every single day that they lived. When the fighting began the answer had been simple. To fight meant peace, not to meant death. Everything was black and white. One hundred percent crystal clear. So when the fighting stopped and peace was obtained what happened then?
When the Endless Waltz of Wars had finally ended between the Earth and Colonies all the Gundam Pilots had to make a decision on whether or not to fight again if needed. They knew deep down maybe one day they might have to fight but also knew that Gundams had no place in their lives anymore. So each one of them, only excluding Heero and Zechs, used the self-destruct to destroy the Gundams. Heero had sent his to his friends to destroy his for him while Zechs was somehow missing in action.
They began their lives as normal human boys. No more fighting for the survival of Earth and the Colonies. Each lived their own lives separate from the others, at least for a while. When the last war had ended Zechs and Noin left Earth heading to Mars as diplomats for the upcoming planet of people. No one knew what the future held but it was soon to be delivered to them.
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Part 1
A.C. 199, two years after Endless Waltz
Mars Plateau City, Planet Mars
Across space on the red planet known as Mars, wars were going on. Inner struggles of both political and religion types. Since this planet had so recently become a planet to inhabit humans things were still up in the air about most things. Only certain people were acting as buffers to keep peace among everyone.
In an office that overlooked the only city on Mars, twenty stories up was a man. He wore the expression of an emotionless mask, even if his eyes spoke volumes of the frustration he was feeling. One hand was on the glass of the window, his head bent as if in a prayer yet not and his entire body language was that of being passed tired along time ago.
From the small videophone on the mahogany desk, a man in a military uniform talked to the man standing in the office.
"We must find out how this monster is getting past all of our detectors and destroying our very being on this planet. Nothing we use can penetrate it and I am at my wits end as to how to deal with this problem."
Turning from the window, the long silver-blond hair turned with the man as he pulled the chair back and sat down in it.
"At the moment I have no reason to think that this monster, as you call it, is a threat to the city itself. It is maintaining orbit around the planet and only attacking when it is attacked. The only things it has destroyed is the two space military vessels, only minor things."
"Minor things are breaking this planet apart. I expect you and your partner to find this monster and have it destroyed or you might just be finding yourself on the wrong end of my wrath."
Had the Sergeant fully known whom he had been addressing he never would have made such a mistake as to threaten the Lightning Count.
"I assure you that this matter will be taken care of." Was all he replied with before closing the viewing screen.
"Moron, he has no idea what he is dealing with." Came the words from his mouth as he spoke into the huge office.
"But we do, don't we?" a female voice came and he saw the blue-black haired woman that was his partner enter and walk toward him, "it's a Gundam."
"That is what amazes me, that you know what I was thinking and the fact that all the Gundams were destroyed. All the ones on Earth."
Lucrezia Noin looked at her partner known both as Zechs Marquise and Milliardo Peacecraft. His blue eyes were surrounded by lack of sleep lines and his suit was heavily wrinkled that she doubted that he had slept in three days time.
"Minus Tallgeese, all the other ones were destroyed," she positioned herself in the chair across the desk from him, "so where did this new Gundam, which doesn't resemble any of the others come from?"
"That is the question, isn't it?"
~
The nightmares had been a part of who she was since she was two years old. Strange how something as dark as a nightmare could be a part of who you are. Especially since the nightmare was never remembered when she woke up but she knew she had one it was simple that she knew when a person wakes up scared and covered in sweat you had a nightmare. The loss of not remembering seemed to be the reason that she hated waking up afterwards. This time however she did remember things.
Things she hadn't allowed herself to remember came flooding back like someone had pulled a lever that had been closed and was suddenly opened. She saw herself, not as she was now but the age she had been.
*Flashback*
A small two-year-old girl with golden haired and golden eyes that her mother said was the curious kitten in her coming out. She had finally gotten the family she wanted. Her daddy had disappeared after she was born, then this man came into her life. He was kind, smart, and loved her mom. Better was the fact that he had a kid of his own. A dark haired boy who was always lurking around being a protector and was the same age as her. His name was Kael, but only she called him that since both her mom and new dad called him the little warrior. The night that her life had changed she remembered it had been storming outside, everything in the house seemed to have a shadow around it. Her month old little brother, the little boy born of her mom and Kael's dad, was asleep in her mom's arms. Kael was playing with his machine toys and she had been sitting in front of the fireplace with her favorite doll. Her new daddy was out and was supposed to be home any minute.
A sound caught both her Kael attention since it came from outside. A scrapping sound that echoed through the quiet house. Her mom looked to the two of them, standing up and handing the baby to her before going to check on the sound.
"Not good." Her stepbrother announced, standing.
A loud crash came from where her mother had disappeared to and the sound of glass breaking. She was scared, holding the baby in her arms.
"Go hide." He told her.
"No. I stay here."
"Go!"
She sighed and nodded, getting up and going to the small trunk that had all her mom's blankets in it that she sewed. She wrapped the baby in a blanket; he was sucking on his sucker and was deeply asleep. She lifted the lid to peek and heard Kael struggling; she leaned forward to climb out when she saw his dark blue eyes warn her to stay inside. She moved deeper into the trunk still cracking the lid to peek out. Three men were in the room and one had finally had enough, using his hand to connect with the back of Kael's skull making him go limp. She bit her lip to keep from crying out to him.
"Where are the other two? He wants them both killed."
"I looked around and couldn't find them. They aren't going to escape."
The man that was in charge nodded. Another crash came and bullets rang out. She closed the lid and grabbed the baby in her arms holding him to her. When it seemed over, no one was there. She must have been in the trunk for a long while because light poured into the house. Pushing the lid open all the way, she made sure her little brother was okay and used one of Kael's machines to keep it open so air could get in, as she climbed out.
"Mommy? Kael?"
Her voice called out, in the house it echoed until she went into the kitchen. Glass was everywhere on the floor, she was wearing her little boots so it crunched under her weight. Small holes were in the walls of the room and she saw little round balls on the floor. Coming around the piece of furniture in the middle of the kitchen that mommy had said was an I-land, she saw her mommy.
Lying on the floor, her head on the floor with one arm thrown in front of her. She knelt beside her mother and a hand touched the floor, coming up from the floor all sticky and covered in red-black liquid. She used her other hand to touch her mom on the shoulder.
"Mommy? Wake up. Mommy, wake up."
No movement came from her mom and she sat back on her legs and saw that all the glass windows and the glass door were gone, only little pieces of glass still remained on the window sill and window panes.
She didn't know how long she was there. Only that she heard the baby crying and got up to go to him. She wiped her hand on her shorts and picked him up with the other hand, sitting down beside the trunk and rocked him.
"Everything all right. We fine." She told him, not noticing that tears spilled from her eyes and decorated her shirt and the blanket.
That was how she was found two hours later when a man came and picked them up. He looked familiar but she didn't know why. She was held by him the entire time when people came into the house and she had to have her eyes covered when they went out into the front yard but she pulled away and saw her new daddy laying on the ground with red spots on his body. The only thing that gave away that she saw it was a single tear. That was the last time she remember crying.
*End Flashback*
She blinked to wish the memories away. Her mother dying, her stepfather, and the loss of her other brother had been the last time she wanted to feel again. She had to though, she had another brother to look after and protect. Even when that little brother didn't want it.
Her little brother wasn't so little anymore, he was almost sixteen years old. Being the biggest pain in the butt had to be his job description when it came to what he was around her. She was eighteen and she was making damn sure that he was going to live to be a hundred years old, if she didn't kill him first. She smirked at that thought, since there had been times in her life she wanted to kill her only living relative for being the smart ass he had grown up to be. She loved him more than anything but sometimes; even a saint didn't have the patience to deal with that boy at times.
Now that she was officially awake, she never could go back to sleep after one of her nightmares, she decided she might as well go see about the problems she had been having with a certain piece of machinery.
~
Zechs Marquise looked at the top five scientists that were there to give some explanation about why another Gundam was out in space destroying things again. He knew these men, knew that they were the ones that created all of those different suits and he was most interested in the scientist that had been a tutor to young Heero Yuy. That Dr. J as he was called had been the hardest to find, which made him the first one that Zechs wanted to talk to.
The room that they met in wasn't a room at all but a warehouse located at the edge of the city. It was hard to get to, hard to spot since it had the same colored outside, as did the rest of the planet, which made it a perfect spot to be. He noticed that behind the scientists stood a young girl, who looked to be the same age as his sister, Relena. Why she was there had not been determined yet Noin had allowed her to be. He dismissed her from his thoughts and looked at the five very different scientists.
"I have come to understand that again you five have created a Gundam. Against all the rulings and facts of why we can't have another one made and running around, you five took it upon yourselves to create one. How you did it is not the issue, though I can imagine, what I want to know is why and who exactly is the pilot of it."
They all looked at one another before the two that seemed more in charge than the other three nodded. Dr. J and the one who had created the Gundam Heavy Arms.
"We don't see why we need tell you anything, Zechs Marquise. We have not created one of those machines in a long while."
"Oh, really? Then how come I found two of you in old abandoned gundanium junk yards?" Noin's question echoed from behind Zechs.
"What we do is none of the business of the Mars planet."
Noin rolled her eyes. She noticed that behind the scientist known as Dr. J, the girl she had allowed to enter for he had been getting up in years and having a companion was fine by her, was nodding her head to something she couldn't hear.
"And is there something we are missing that you are agreeing too, Miss…" Noin asked.
The girl only lifted her head startling Noin as she looked into the strangest colored eyes she had ever seen. Pure amber-gold in color.
"Lieu tent Noin, as you can see it is useless to try to get information out of these five who have had trained Gundam Pilots and you can see how difficult it is to get information out of pilots, didn't you?"
Zechs stopped his interrogation of the two scientists at the girl's words.
"Unless you had actually been there, young lady, you have no idea what you are talking about."
The girl turned her glaze at Zechs, noting how he held himself and all she had heard was obviously true.
"Coming from the pilot of a Gundam, I take that as a offer of combat," she announced, "I do not explain things lightly, Prince Milliardo Peacecraft. Nor do I wish to be patronized by someone who left Earth with a tail between his legs when he could not rescue his younger sister, instead leaving that responsibility to a young boy."
Noin's face grew tight at the girl's words. Zechs didn't show the least amount of outward emotion at what she said.
"Who is this girl?"
"Gee, and I thought he was supposed to be one of the best," came a amused teenage boy's voice, "guess Earth got a false impression of him if he can't figure out he's talking to the Gundam Pilot of the new system."
Zechs glanced out of the corner of his eye at the young boy, to who Noin did a double take of. The boy, his dark hair falling into his eyes slightly, walked like he was a jungle cat ready to strike at any minute. That wasn't what caught her attention; it was his own dark blue eyes that seeing them up close on someone else she recognized instantly.
"He looks like Heero." She said under her breath.
Zechs looked at the boy as he took his place next to the girl. She only lifted an eyebrow at the barely heard words from Noin's lips. The boy, however, grinned and crossed his arms.
"Guess we found him after all, didn't we?"
"Seems that Heero Yuy, Gundam Pilot of Wing Zero, is our brother."
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Did I totally confuse some people? Did you like it? Hate it? Let me know. More to come soon.
~Fairy Empress~
Disclaimer: I don't own GundamWing.
Haunting Pasts
Written by: Fairy Empress
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Prologue
To fight or not to fight, wasn't that the ultimate question? In the hearts of six men, five only becoming men lately, that was the question they asked themselves every single day that they lived. When the fighting began the answer had been simple. To fight meant peace, not to meant death. Everything was black and white. One hundred percent crystal clear. So when the fighting stopped and peace was obtained what happened then?
When the Endless Waltz of Wars had finally ended between the Earth and Colonies all the Gundam Pilots had to make a decision on whether or not to fight again if needed. They knew deep down maybe one day they might have to fight but also knew that Gundams had no place in their lives anymore. So each one of them, only excluding Heero and Zechs, used the self-destruct to destroy the Gundams. Heero had sent his to his friends to destroy his for him while Zechs was somehow missing in action.
They began their lives as normal human boys. No more fighting for the survival of Earth and the Colonies. Each lived their own lives separate from the others, at least for a while. When the last war had ended Zechs and Noin left Earth heading to Mars as diplomats for the upcoming planet of people. No one knew what the future held but it was soon to be delivered to them.
~ ~ ~
Part 1
A.C. 199, two years after Endless Waltz
Mars Plateau City, Planet Mars
Across space on the red planet known as Mars, wars were going on. Inner struggles of both political and religion types. Since this planet had so recently become a planet to inhabit humans things were still up in the air about most things. Only certain people were acting as buffers to keep peace among everyone.
In an office that overlooked the only city on Mars, twenty stories up was a man. He wore the expression of an emotionless mask, even if his eyes spoke volumes of the frustration he was feeling. One hand was on the glass of the window, his head bent as if in a prayer yet not and his entire body language was that of being passed tired along time ago.
From the small videophone on the mahogany desk, a man in a military uniform talked to the man standing in the office.
"We must find out how this monster is getting past all of our detectors and destroying our very being on this planet. Nothing we use can penetrate it and I am at my wits end as to how to deal with this problem."
Turning from the window, the long silver-blond hair turned with the man as he pulled the chair back and sat down in it.
"At the moment I have no reason to think that this monster, as you call it, is a threat to the city itself. It is maintaining orbit around the planet and only attacking when it is attacked. The only things it has destroyed is the two space military vessels, only minor things."
"Minor things are breaking this planet apart. I expect you and your partner to find this monster and have it destroyed or you might just be finding yourself on the wrong end of my wrath."
Had the Sergeant fully known whom he had been addressing he never would have made such a mistake as to threaten the Lightning Count.
"I assure you that this matter will be taken care of." Was all he replied with before closing the viewing screen.
"Moron, he has no idea what he is dealing with." Came the words from his mouth as he spoke into the huge office.
"But we do, don't we?" a female voice came and he saw the blue-black haired woman that was his partner enter and walk toward him, "it's a Gundam."
"That is what amazes me, that you know what I was thinking and the fact that all the Gundams were destroyed. All the ones on Earth."
Lucrezia Noin looked at her partner known both as Zechs Marquise and Milliardo Peacecraft. His blue eyes were surrounded by lack of sleep lines and his suit was heavily wrinkled that she doubted that he had slept in three days time.
"Minus Tallgeese, all the other ones were destroyed," she positioned herself in the chair across the desk from him, "so where did this new Gundam, which doesn't resemble any of the others come from?"
"That is the question, isn't it?"
~
The nightmares had been a part of who she was since she was two years old. Strange how something as dark as a nightmare could be a part of who you are. Especially since the nightmare was never remembered when she woke up but she knew she had one it was simple that she knew when a person wakes up scared and covered in sweat you had a nightmare. The loss of not remembering seemed to be the reason that she hated waking up afterwards. This time however she did remember things.
Things she hadn't allowed herself to remember came flooding back like someone had pulled a lever that had been closed and was suddenly opened. She saw herself, not as she was now but the age she had been.
*Flashback*
A small two-year-old girl with golden haired and golden eyes that her mother said was the curious kitten in her coming out. She had finally gotten the family she wanted. Her daddy had disappeared after she was born, then this man came into her life. He was kind, smart, and loved her mom. Better was the fact that he had a kid of his own. A dark haired boy who was always lurking around being a protector and was the same age as her. His name was Kael, but only she called him that since both her mom and new dad called him the little warrior. The night that her life had changed she remembered it had been storming outside, everything in the house seemed to have a shadow around it. Her month old little brother, the little boy born of her mom and Kael's dad, was asleep in her mom's arms. Kael was playing with his machine toys and she had been sitting in front of the fireplace with her favorite doll. Her new daddy was out and was supposed to be home any minute.
A sound caught both her Kael attention since it came from outside. A scrapping sound that echoed through the quiet house. Her mom looked to the two of them, standing up and handing the baby to her before going to check on the sound.
"Not good." Her stepbrother announced, standing.
A loud crash came from where her mother had disappeared to and the sound of glass breaking. She was scared, holding the baby in her arms.
"Go hide." He told her.
"No. I stay here."
"Go!"
She sighed and nodded, getting up and going to the small trunk that had all her mom's blankets in it that she sewed. She wrapped the baby in a blanket; he was sucking on his sucker and was deeply asleep. She lifted the lid to peek and heard Kael struggling; she leaned forward to climb out when she saw his dark blue eyes warn her to stay inside. She moved deeper into the trunk still cracking the lid to peek out. Three men were in the room and one had finally had enough, using his hand to connect with the back of Kael's skull making him go limp. She bit her lip to keep from crying out to him.
"Where are the other two? He wants them both killed."
"I looked around and couldn't find them. They aren't going to escape."
The man that was in charge nodded. Another crash came and bullets rang out. She closed the lid and grabbed the baby in her arms holding him to her. When it seemed over, no one was there. She must have been in the trunk for a long while because light poured into the house. Pushing the lid open all the way, she made sure her little brother was okay and used one of Kael's machines to keep it open so air could get in, as she climbed out.
"Mommy? Kael?"
Her voice called out, in the house it echoed until she went into the kitchen. Glass was everywhere on the floor, she was wearing her little boots so it crunched under her weight. Small holes were in the walls of the room and she saw little round balls on the floor. Coming around the piece of furniture in the middle of the kitchen that mommy had said was an I-land, she saw her mommy.
Lying on the floor, her head on the floor with one arm thrown in front of her. She knelt beside her mother and a hand touched the floor, coming up from the floor all sticky and covered in red-black liquid. She used her other hand to touch her mom on the shoulder.
"Mommy? Wake up. Mommy, wake up."
No movement came from her mom and she sat back on her legs and saw that all the glass windows and the glass door were gone, only little pieces of glass still remained on the window sill and window panes.
She didn't know how long she was there. Only that she heard the baby crying and got up to go to him. She wiped her hand on her shorts and picked him up with the other hand, sitting down beside the trunk and rocked him.
"Everything all right. We fine." She told him, not noticing that tears spilled from her eyes and decorated her shirt and the blanket.
That was how she was found two hours later when a man came and picked them up. He looked familiar but she didn't know why. She was held by him the entire time when people came into the house and she had to have her eyes covered when they went out into the front yard but she pulled away and saw her new daddy laying on the ground with red spots on his body. The only thing that gave away that she saw it was a single tear. That was the last time she remember crying.
*End Flashback*
She blinked to wish the memories away. Her mother dying, her stepfather, and the loss of her other brother had been the last time she wanted to feel again. She had to though, she had another brother to look after and protect. Even when that little brother didn't want it.
Her little brother wasn't so little anymore, he was almost sixteen years old. Being the biggest pain in the butt had to be his job description when it came to what he was around her. She was eighteen and she was making damn sure that he was going to live to be a hundred years old, if she didn't kill him first. She smirked at that thought, since there had been times in her life she wanted to kill her only living relative for being the smart ass he had grown up to be. She loved him more than anything but sometimes; even a saint didn't have the patience to deal with that boy at times.
Now that she was officially awake, she never could go back to sleep after one of her nightmares, she decided she might as well go see about the problems she had been having with a certain piece of machinery.
~
Zechs Marquise looked at the top five scientists that were there to give some explanation about why another Gundam was out in space destroying things again. He knew these men, knew that they were the ones that created all of those different suits and he was most interested in the scientist that had been a tutor to young Heero Yuy. That Dr. J as he was called had been the hardest to find, which made him the first one that Zechs wanted to talk to.
The room that they met in wasn't a room at all but a warehouse located at the edge of the city. It was hard to get to, hard to spot since it had the same colored outside, as did the rest of the planet, which made it a perfect spot to be. He noticed that behind the scientists stood a young girl, who looked to be the same age as his sister, Relena. Why she was there had not been determined yet Noin had allowed her to be. He dismissed her from his thoughts and looked at the five very different scientists.
"I have come to understand that again you five have created a Gundam. Against all the rulings and facts of why we can't have another one made and running around, you five took it upon yourselves to create one. How you did it is not the issue, though I can imagine, what I want to know is why and who exactly is the pilot of it."
They all looked at one another before the two that seemed more in charge than the other three nodded. Dr. J and the one who had created the Gundam Heavy Arms.
"We don't see why we need tell you anything, Zechs Marquise. We have not created one of those machines in a long while."
"Oh, really? Then how come I found two of you in old abandoned gundanium junk yards?" Noin's question echoed from behind Zechs.
"What we do is none of the business of the Mars planet."
Noin rolled her eyes. She noticed that behind the scientist known as Dr. J, the girl she had allowed to enter for he had been getting up in years and having a companion was fine by her, was nodding her head to something she couldn't hear.
"And is there something we are missing that you are agreeing too, Miss…" Noin asked.
The girl only lifted her head startling Noin as she looked into the strangest colored eyes she had ever seen. Pure amber-gold in color.
"Lieu tent Noin, as you can see it is useless to try to get information out of these five who have had trained Gundam Pilots and you can see how difficult it is to get information out of pilots, didn't you?"
Zechs stopped his interrogation of the two scientists at the girl's words.
"Unless you had actually been there, young lady, you have no idea what you are talking about."
The girl turned her glaze at Zechs, noting how he held himself and all she had heard was obviously true.
"Coming from the pilot of a Gundam, I take that as a offer of combat," she announced, "I do not explain things lightly, Prince Milliardo Peacecraft. Nor do I wish to be patronized by someone who left Earth with a tail between his legs when he could not rescue his younger sister, instead leaving that responsibility to a young boy."
Noin's face grew tight at the girl's words. Zechs didn't show the least amount of outward emotion at what she said.
"Who is this girl?"
"Gee, and I thought he was supposed to be one of the best," came a amused teenage boy's voice, "guess Earth got a false impression of him if he can't figure out he's talking to the Gundam Pilot of the new system."
Zechs glanced out of the corner of his eye at the young boy, to who Noin did a double take of. The boy, his dark hair falling into his eyes slightly, walked like he was a jungle cat ready to strike at any minute. That wasn't what caught her attention; it was his own dark blue eyes that seeing them up close on someone else she recognized instantly.
"He looks like Heero." She said under her breath.
Zechs looked at the boy as he took his place next to the girl. She only lifted an eyebrow at the barely heard words from Noin's lips. The boy, however, grinned and crossed his arms.
"Guess we found him after all, didn't we?"
"Seems that Heero Yuy, Gundam Pilot of Wing Zero, is our brother."
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Did I totally confuse some people? Did you like it? Hate it? Let me know. More to come soon.
~Fairy Empress~