Chapter 2: Third Race
Little Falcon: I took waaay too long to update this story because I lost inspiration and because I got addicted to all sorts of anime and manga. I'm sorry for my infidelity. But never fear! I'm now here and the updates shall begin again. Read and review okay?
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A ship as big as the Archangel, but clearly much advanced in terms of technology, landed on the open space near the command center. Gundams, tanks and soldiers alike rallied in around the strange ship. Their guns waiting for any signs of threat.
The nearest superior waited behind his army as the ship's door opened. Steam crept from the inside out as several humans dressed in almost similar space suits stepped out.
Each and every soldier was tensed. Their finger already at the trigger. Only a little pull then its over. But these strangers walked casually and appear to be unarmed.
"We are unarmed and so is our ship. You can make sure," the superior officer from the ship suggested as he raised his hands in peaceful surrender. The others followed his lead.
By the captain's orders, they together with their ship were searched thoroughly. After the inspection, they were found clean and were taken to the Captain.
"Your frequency and signals are not familiar in both Plant and Earth Alliances," he began.
"We are no coordinators. Neither are we naturals…" the other party replied as they took off their helmets. "We call ourselves templars…"
Each and every television on the planet and out were featuring the agreement between the coordinators and the naturals. Peace it seemed, finally began.
His viridian eyes watched as each of the race's representative shake hands with sincere smiles on their faces. She should've been here. She was the one who worked the hardest to make this happen. Unconsciously, he clenched his fists.
"This is no time to be angry, Athrun," his best friend tapped his tensed shoulder and smiled. "She wouldn't like it if you're like that especially on this day- when all she had hoped for finally happens," the pain in his voice was undeniably. Clearly, Kira too was hurting but he was right.
Their train of thoughts were disturbed when a superior officer hurriedly made his way towards each of the race's representative. In low tones, the officer reported eliciting panicked expression from each of the person who heard. Discreetly, the representatives made their way out.
"Kira, Athrun," Lacus who was one of the coordinators representative, ran to them with a stern expression on her pretty face. "We have to go to the Command Center NOW!" the urgency in her voice made them move despite their questions.
"What's going on?" Athrun finally asked as they were breaking speed limit on the highway.
"A ship landed on the headquarters. They claim to be neither naturals nor coordinators…a third race. Templars," Just when peace was finally at hand… another threat begun.
Athrun stepped on his accelerator almost making his car fly. What the hell?! He of all people should know the beginnings of chaos. He was after all a son to one of the most destructive man known to Earth and Space. Another war cannot happen… it just can't!!!
His sports car drifted dangerously beside the base. They almost jumped out of it and raced inside. What met them were a group of humans no different from they are. They showed no hostility even though they were surrounded with armed soldiers like they were criminals.
"Shin!" Athrun called as he caught sight of a fellow pilot who was also there for the same reason they were.
"Is it true? Are they the third race?" Shin immediately asked as he was on arms length from the three.
"We bare no ill intentions in coming here. No war will begin," the superior's voice rang in the room. "I am Kamui, the leader of the Templars." He bowed his head respectively.
There were no media in the room. Neither was the information about them leaked in anyway possible. It was a way to contain the panic. For the people to somehow have a taste of the peace they were praying so hard to achieve.
"We only came here for a warning. Our race were divided in two… just like you were. The other half… will be the ones to break your peace," questions rang in every corner of the room.
"COMMANDER! ANOTHER SHIP IS SPOTTED WITH THE SIGNAL AS THEIR'S!" a report came in making the room nosier than before.
"Please let her land. That's my daughter's ship," Kamui requested politely so they agreed.
"Great entrance as usual," Athrun heard one of the templars about his age say to his friend.
"She is going to be our speaker. Since, she knows the best way to answer all of your questions and to explain the situation," he smiled, making wrinkles appear on his old face.
The room grew quiet as the pilot entered then removed her helmet.
The templars stood at attention then saluted upon sight of her of course except for Kamui. Another round of chaos erupted as they saw the pilot's face.
Her long wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders and to her waist as she removed her helmet. Her onyx eyes held an unspoken authority whereas her mere presence commanded the attention of everyone on the room. But what's more disturbing is that…
"Representative Attha!" some of the officers called.
Expect for the hair and eyes… she was a splitting image of Cagalli. Athrun's mind too was in chaos. There was a part of him that feels Cagalli's presence but as he looked at her… even with her face, this woman was no where close to be his Cagalli.
"I am Yvaine Skhai , Daughter of Kamui and Commander-in-Chief of the Templars," she said as she faced them. Everyone in the room grew speechless… indeed, she was not Cagalli.
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