Gundam 00 Innovation

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam 00 or its characters. However, my original characters belong solely to me.

A/N: I mentioned before, this story will probably conflict with the plot of the upcoming Gundam 00 movie. I will try to work with the new information as it slowly becomes released. Therefore, I will have the Gundam Meisters pilot their new Gundams in the movie. However, because I know nothing more about the movie at the moment, I will simply continue from where the series left off. Allelujah is currently not with Celestial Being, but with Marie, traveling somewhere near Europe. Tieria's consciousness is currently merged with Veda.

Chapter 1: New Friends and Foes

It is the year AD 2316. After the defeat of Ribbons, the A-Laws were disbanded and replaced with the Peacekeepers, the army of the new Earth Sphere Federation (ESF). The Peacekeepers are separated into different divisions that serve their respective territories: the North American, the South American, the Central American, the European, the Asian, the Middle Eastern, the African, and the Australian divisions. The ESF is currently led by President Levin who supports the development of advanced technology. Angered by the secularism that continues to grow throughout the world, a group of fervent religious believers has risen—the White Knights. This private military organization seeks to spread the word of God through force and violence. With flawless tactics and, ironically, innovative technology, the White Knights have much of an advantage against the Peacekeepers. As the guardians of the new world, Celestial Being rises once again to annihilate this new threat to peace.

"Welcome back, Setsuna."

The young man turned around and met the eyes of a familiar friend.

"Lockon…"

The sniper grinned and then stepped towards the side. Behind him was a young lady with short cerulean hair and comforting emerald eyes.

"Here, I'll introduce you," Lockon said cheerfully. "This is Thalassa Skye. She was recruited just last week. She's gonna be one of us from now on."

"Pleasure to meet you," she greeted and held out her hand.

"Setsuna F. Seiei," he replied and shook her hand. Based on her actions and facial expression, he could tell that she was different from the… how should he put it? The Mileina-type of girl. There was a certain vitality to her, but she was far from hyper and bubbly. She seemed rather professional and mature, traits that Setsuna respected.

"Oh yeah, Sumeragi-san wants us in the meeting room in about half-an-hour," Lockon said as he took the girl by the hand. "Meanwhile, want to get a drink with me, Thalassa?" He winked at her and pulled, leaving her with not much choice but to follow him. Setsuna didn't bother watching them as he proceeded to the hangar.

"Ah, Setsuna, are you here to see the new Gundams?" the engineer asked as he approached the pilot. "It's almost done. It just needs a couple of minor adjustments here and there." Ian Vashti led the anxious Setsuna to a new mobile suit. "This one here's the GN-012 Siren. It's almost done. It just needs a couple of minor adjustments here and there for maximum efficiency." The young man looked the new suit up and down. It was quite ordinary, except for one thing: fins. His eyes widened. "Good eye, Setsuna! Those are part of Siren's special equipment!" Beaming, Ian walked towards the Gundam and placed his hands on it, rubbing it like a great treasure. "It's designed so that it has high mobility in all different types of medium. Space, air, water, anything!" As he was talking, Setsuna was trying to organize information in his brain.

"So who is this Gundam for?" the pilot asked. Allelujah and Tieria were no longer with them. Lockon Stratos only used shooter-based Gundams. And Setsuna already had the Qan(T). He thought harder, and was suddenly shocked by the possibility that-

"It's for that new Gundam Meister, Thalassa Skye," the engineer answered. Setsuna became speechless. He had always seen the title Gundam Meister to have been something godly. He had known that not just anyone could become a Gundam Meister. He had to be selected by Veda out of the millions of potential candidates out there in the world. Not only did the appearance of this new… Meister diminish the significance of his position, but it was a she.

"A female Gundam Meister?" Setsuna hissed. "How was she selected?"

"I actually don't know," Ian replied. "But from her simulation training records, her mobility is superb. And beyond her battle abilities, she's a nice girl. You should get along with her." Disturbed, the pilot looked down.

"Nevermind that," he said, trying to change the subject. "How is the maintenance of the Qan(T) coming along?"

"Oh, just a couple of scratches here and there," Ian said nonchalantly as he peeked over to the next Gundam. "Nothing major. You'll be able to use it in no time."

"Thanks," Setsuna said, slightly happier that his Gundam was in good condition. But he suddenly remembered that there was a crew meeting. "What time is it?"

"Oh yeah!" the engineer exclaimed. "I almost forgot about the meeting. Let's go, Setsuna!" And the two left the sanctuary of the Gundams.

The crew hadn't really changed during the two months that Setsuna was gone for. There was Christoph Boehm, a crew member who had joined in the past few months. Although he wasn't really a newbie, Setsuna didn't have too much respect for him. He was well-kept and always had his light blonde hair in place. He looked and acted like a prince, to be honest. He was so polite and courteous that Setsuna often wondered why he was in Celestial Being in the first place.

"First of all, I'd like to welcome Setsuna F. Seiei back to the team," the tactical forecaster's voice rang out. "But unfortunately, that also means we have a new mission." Sumeragi glanced over to Christoph. He cleared his throat.

"According to the European division, there was an attack by the White Knights just yesterday," he recounted in his slight German accent. "This is the fifth assault that they have invoked and the Peacekeepers have requested for our aid." With the click of a remote, a screen of data flashed open. "This here is data received from Commander Mannequin of the European division. She included pictures of the mobile suits the enemy used as well as all the information they could obtain from the physical contact they achieved through the battle."

"Thank you, Christoph," Sumeragi said as she traded places with him. "Our next mission is to intervene in what we believe will be the White Knight's next plan of action."

"And that is?" Lockon asked as he leaned against the wall.

"From what little information we have gathered, we think that they are planning to ambush an European country," the tactical forecaster spoke rather calmly. "The Peacekeepers sent us encrypted messages stating that they had found some spies hiding throughout Europe."

"That's scary," Mileina whispered, more to herself than anyone else. Feldt simply nodded beside her. The room was suddenly quiet as the crew thought to themselves.

"Therefore, we need a plan to dispatch the Meisters in Europe," Sumeragi said as she looked over to her three pilots, "but since we don't know the exact location where the attack may occur, it will be difficult to intervene effectively with only three Meisters."

"Don't worry, we're handle it," Lockon said confidently with a smirk. "Right, Setsuna?" He set his hand on his partner's shoulder. It was then that the lass approached them and handed Setsuna a familiar data storage device.

"Setsuna, Lockon, Thalassa," she sternly said, "I want the three of you to look over this data before we commence the mission. Understood?"

"Roger!" the three of them replied at once.

A girl with long, blonde hair was kneeling on the ground, hands clasped in prayer. It was absolutely quiet in the tiny chapel. The girl's eyebrows furrowed as if she were in pain. Her lips moved, but no sound emerged. She stayed like that for a long time, praying with all her might.

Knock, knock.

"Colleen, it's time for dinner," a tall and rather handsome young man called from the open doorway.

"Ah, thank you, Brother Donum," the girl answered and turned to face him. She had always found her comrade attractive, so attractive in fact that if it were not for her devotion to God, she might have considered a romantic relationship with him. Donum took her hand and the two of them made their way to the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was bustling with people. From pilots to priests, it seemed like the whole crew decided to have their dinner breaks all at the same time. Colleen scanned her surroundings and frowned when she could not find the person she most wanted to see at the moment.

"Looking for Reverend Eleazar?" Donum asked after seeing her troubled look. "He said he wasn't feeling too well today, and is eating in his private room." But to his surprise, she shook her head.

"No, I wasn't looking for him," she mumbled. "Brother Saahir isn't here…"

"Ah, yes," the young man replied. "His dinner privileges were temporarily withdrawn because of his impulsive actions during the last mission." Suddenly, she spun around and Donum's heart ached when he saw her grief-stricken face. "What's wrong? This is definitely not the first time it's happened."

"B- but, I feel so bad for him," Colleen whispered. "Look at him. He's so thin. He hardly eats, he hardly sleeps, and the priests do nothing but punish him by injecting drugs into hi- " She was shushed by the young man's hand.

"Colleen, you know you're not supposed to talk about that!" he hissed and lowered his voice even more. "Drugs are unethical… they are sinful in the eyes of God." He knew what she wanted to ask him. Then why was Saahir given drugs? Although he knew the answer, he couldn't bear to tell her the cruel truth. He relaxed his hand. "Now, why don't we just eat dinner in peace? I'll tell you what. We can bring Saahir our leftovers." At this, she enthusiastically nodded.

It was so hard to breathe.

The tan young man had a fit on his bed, unable to keep his body calm. His limbs flinched at irregular beats and his heart pounded so hard and fast that his chest hurt. Seeking to stabilize himself, he grabbed at the corner of his bed and dug his nails into the mattress. For some reason, tearing and destroying things soothed him when he was in this pathetic state.

Saahir suddenly thought of his comrades: the naïve and compassionate Colleen, and the level-minded and determined Dunom. He wondered what they were doing right now. Were they having dinner without him? His stomach ached because of lack of food. He hadn't eaten for two days already. But the simple thought of food made his stomach churn from the chemicals that had been forced in. Saahir suddenly felt nauseous and leaned over the bed weakly so that he could relieve himself. His whole body began to shake and he glanced towards the ceiling. He closed his eyes and prayed.

Why are you doing this to me… God?

His thoughts were interrupted by knocking. His body immediately cringed at the thought that the priest could be back. Unknowingly, he let out a feeble scream.

"Get out! Don't come in!" he cried. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Outside the door, his two comrades stood, with food in their hands. Colleen looked frightened, having been rejected and even Donum was surprised at Saahir's reaction.

"What should we do?" the young girl asked Donum. He sighed, irritated by the fact that he had failed in his attempt in making her smile.

"Let's just leave the food out here," he replied. "I'm sure he'll come out sooner or later." And so, the two of them set their food in a pleasant arrangement before Saahir's door and left.

"An ambush in Greece?" the commander's deep voice repeated. "But why? Why would the White Knights have any reason to attack Greece?"

"We're not sure why either," Sumeragi's voice sounded through the phone. "But we received the information from a trusted source. We will be deploying our forces around Greece."

"I see," Mannequin answered. "I place my trust with you, then." She hung up and thought quietly to herself. She suddenly regretted asking Celestial Being for help. After all, it simply proved that she could not win this fight with her own skill alone. Leesa Kujo… Who knew that you would one day surpass me…? She leaned back in her chair and decided to take a little time to relax.

"Kati honey~!"

The familiar idiotic voice caused a vein to swell on the commander's head. She ignored him.

"Kaaattttiiiiiii honneeeyyyy~"

She couldn't take it when he spoke her name with such a saccharine voice.

"What is it, Patrick?!" she cried as she glared at him. However, as usual, he remained unmoved and retained his naïve smile.

"I love you, Kati," he said as he presented her a single rose. Mannequin swore she wanted to slam her forehead against a desk. But she knew how to handle this professionally and controlled her temper. She took a couple of breaths, closed her eyes and relaxed her shoulders. She had to give him credit. After agreeing to marry him, Mannequin had been nothing but cruel to him. She ordered him to do the household chores, to do all the grocery shopping, and to take care of the European division when she was busy. And even after all that, she still refused to changed her last name to Colasaur. She believed adopting the new name would override her current identity and put her on the same level as that idiot. But she smiled.

"I love you too, Patrick," she said softly, relaxing the harsh features of her face. On the other hand, the ace looked as he were about to cry. And before she knew it, he had leaped onto her from behind and squeezed her tightly. "P- Patrick! I can't breathe!"

"Kati~ I'm going to make your favorite curry tonight!" he said with a contagious grin. "You better finish your work quickly so you can come and eat my masterpiece!" He gave a triumphant laugh before letting go and running off giddily like a schoolgirl.

"Oh God…" she sighed as she gazed at her sparking wedding ring. She smiled a bit as she recalled that happy day. But the thought of what was to come brought her back to a solemn state.

I will protect my people… I will protect my husband. That is my goal. And I will do anything within my power to achieve my goal.

She decided to type a message to Celestial Being.

We will begin the operation at 6:00 AM.

-Mannequin

A/N: Sooooo, how was it? In my opinion, this chapter was a lot better than the last. Yes, there will be quite a few OC's in this series simply because a new series deserves new characters. I hope that they are all likeable and I will do my best to develop them as well as existing characters. I love to play with relationships such as Kati/Patrick. They are very cute together! Thank you for reading and I hope that you will help me by reviewing!