Disclaimer: I don't own rights to characters and what not. Don't sue, I have no money.
Warnings:Death, Suicide, Angst
Mission Complete
by Mystique Innocence
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The war was over. There was finally peace. There were no more gundams or any mobile suits. The colonies were safe. My missions were over. Everyone around me was very joyous and happy. A few even cried. I just sulked silently, watching everyone else.
My purpose in life had been stripped away in just an instant. I no longer was a soldier. I had nothing to fight for anymore. I had achieved my "goal" but what was I to do now?
What did I have to live for now? A funny question really. I didn't even know how to live. All I knew was to fight and kill. Annihalation. It wasn't the life I had chosen. It was the life I had been forced to live since I was just a child. While other younger children were in school learning their abc's and math, I learned how to become a soldier. While other teenagers joked about the opposite sex or struggled with everyday life, I was out killing and hunting down my targets.
I didn't know how to live. So why live? I asked myself. I shook my head. Nobody would notice me gone. Give it time and the Gundam's would fade away, leaving Relena to stand tall. Not that I mind. I had achieved what I fought for and that made everyone else happy. Peace was what I had been fighting for and Peace is what I won. So now what did I have to do?
I meandered around my bedroom, searching for the one object I had kept after the war. My gun. It was the same one I had used since the beginning. I don't know how I've managed to keep it. It must be a curse. Or my destiny must be linked with it. It didn't matter.
I found it lying inside of a drawer. It was always full. I didn't need to check. I looked at myself in the mirror before I raised the gun to my temple. "Mission Complete!" were the last words to ever come out of my mouth.
~Owari~