Disclaimer: Don't own them, just the next gen. Aww man....
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Chapter 4: The Ressurection of the Zero System
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Lt. Nell stood in front of the communication screen. On her right side was Lt. Marshall Patton, the 19 year old commander of the aquatic battles, and Lt. Nell's peer. His shoulder-length black hair was tied back in a ponytail, and his blue eyes shone of promise. To Lt. Nell's left, was Lt. Ursula Archway, the 21 year old merciless land commander with brown hair and piercing brown eyes.
They awaited the call from Commander Damien, leader of the Eve organization. Although he was just 27, he became skilled in the art of mobile suits and quickly regarded as a true leader.
"I'm screwed," Nell said to herself, "I totally screwed up in Arabia."
"Don't talk like that Lucy," Marshall replied, placing his hand on the nervous Lieutenant's shoulder, "I'm sure he knew that you didn't know about the power of the Gundams."
"Hn." Ursula crossed her arms. "I think that you should have been more prepared for this ontaking. Errors like this should not be tolerated."
The debate which took place between the three was interrupted by the appearance of a man on the communicator. His green eyes were vibrant, and his short red hair reflected the color of fire. Gazing from one person to the other, his focus finally settled on Nell. "Lt. Nell," the man replied, "what happend in Arabia?"
The Lieutenant stepped forward. "I'm sorry Commander Damien," Nell hung her head in shame, "but I under-estimated the strength of the Gundam, and it destroyed all 40 mobile suits sent out there."
"I see," Damien said as he rubbed his clean-shaven chin, "and what are your plans for the future?"
"The future?"
"Surely you have some type of idea about this Gundam, do you not?"
"Commander Damien," Ursula stepped forward, "I believe that Lt. Nell was reckless in her thinking. If she were to have read past documentation, the OZ organization also had problems with these mobile suits called Gundams. She should have been prepared."
Damien raised his hand. "Let her be, Lt. Archway. It was her first attempt, and I must admit, she did what any leader would do. But, I'm expecting a better plan from you the next run, Nell. The Ridgeway delegates will not take this matter lightly."
'Ridgeway, yes,' Nell thought to herself, 'they support the Eve organization financially. We can't make them mad.'
"Yes Commander," Lt. Nell responded.
"Very well, that is all for now." Then, the screen went blank.
"I still think you got off too easily," Ursula snapped as she walked out.
"Hn." Marshall stepped behind Nell. "Who spit in her cereal this morning?"
"Marshall!" Nell gave the delinquent Lieutenant a shove. "Don't say that!"
"What?" Marshall held up his hands a a defensive manner. "You can't blame me for telling the truth can you?! Besides, we outnumber her, so she can't actually do anything to us!"
"You're right," Nell sighed, "but what will happen if one of us isn't here to back the other up?"
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"Thank you Mr. Winner," Trixie said to her host, "that was excellent." There was a huge banquet set out before the newcomers as soon as they entered the mansion. "I hope it wasn't too much trouble for you."
"Nonsense," Quatre waved off the comment, "this was suppose to be a welcome back banquet for Quentin, but the more the merrier. And, I'm also glad that the others have joined this cuase. I know pacifism is the best way to solve issues, but sometimes things like these just can't be helped."
"I have to agree with Mr. Winner there," Danny said as he helped himself to another dinner roll, "mankind has this urge to fight one another, and sometimes that instinct can lead to it's downfall."
"I'm also glad that you're all here too," Quentin added, "Eve gets stronger every day with every country that joins up with them. Now, at least we have a fighting chance."
Hanna stood up from her place and walked up to Quatre. "Thank you for your hospitality, but I have something for you." Hanna held out the message disc to Quatre, who took it from the outstretched hand. "I think I will know your response."
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"Interesting," commented Quatre as the messaged played on the video screen. The four teens were standing in Quatre's study as he played the message. "So, Heero has also started a counter force against Eve? That would be just like him. Anyway, we would be glad to join you."
"That's great," Quentin chimed in, "now I can pilot Stormchaser into battle!"
"Stormchaser? You named your Gundam?" asked Trixie.
Quentin blushed. "Yeah. After all, it is my partner."
"I think that's really unique. I always met people who thought machines had no soul, but they actually do, if a person is behind it."
"Yanno, I really hate to interrupt this lovely conversation," Danny says as he points to Quatre, "but I think Mr. Winner has something to say to us."
"Um, thank you Danny." Quatre handed back the disc to Hanna. "I want to show you something that I've been working on for a while." Quatre waved his hand in a motion which said, 'Follow me.'
Quentin, right in back of Quatre, walked down with Trixie as they discussed the importance of people in battle. Danny, with his hands behind his head, walked slowly behind before he noticed someone was missing. Glancing around, he realized the perfect soldier was gone. Walking back to the study, Danny saw that Hanna was examining the disc Quatre gave back to her.
"Hello?" Danny yelled into the room. "Earth to Hanna! Are you coming or what?"
Snapping to attention, Hanna answered, "Yeah, I'm coming." She then walked out of the room and followed the others.
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"It's dark up here," Trixie said as she stood inside the hangar with the others.
"Here," replied Quatre, "let me turn on the light." A flash came through the bleak hangar, and the three newcomers awed at the sight. Three mobile suits stood erect, while computers of all shapes and sizes took readings on each suit's progress. Men scurried around as they attempted to repair the mobile suits which were damaged in the previous battle.
"Amazing," Danny looked at each computer with awe, "this is a pretty large scale operation here."
"Yes," Quatre responded, "I've been working on these suits for a few years now. I know that you've seen Quentin's Gundam, but I don't believe that you've seen the others before."
Quentin's Gundam was to the far left, and a red Gundam stood in the middle. It was red and white with yellow markings on it's chest. On one hand, it carried a crossbow, and on the other hand's wrist, was a square box, which had the ability to protrude a titanium knife when called upon. It's legs were white, except for the upper thigh, which was covered with a slate of red Gundanium. The crown which hung proudly on it's head had two prongs. Trixie admired this newfound Gundam.
"It's beautiful," the circus star commented, "and this is your Gundam as well?"
"Well, yes," Quatre stood beside the awestruck girl, "but I think we can give this one to someone else."
"This Gundam looks just like the Gundam my uncle described to me when I was a little girl," commented Trixie.
"Actually, this Gundam was suppose to be a replica of your uncle's Trixie, but I just can't seem to finish it. Even though the Gundams were built similarly, I can't build an entirely different Gundam with just my own Sandrock plans."
Trixie watched Mr. Winner showed a bit of despair at the mention of his predicament. She reached into the pocket of her capris and produced the disc her uncle had given her just before she left the circus. Handing it to Quatre, Trixie responded, "Here you go Mr. Winner, I think this is what my uncle meant when he said that you would know what to do."
"What's this?" Quatre carefully took the disc and placed it into the main computer. A sudden flash came from the screen and blueprints for a mobile suit appeared on the computer. "Good old Trowa! These are the original plans for his Heavyarms!"
"Really?" Trixie could hardly contain her excitement. "So does that mean you can complete the red Gundam?"
Quatre smiled. "Yup, that's right." In the commotion of all the excitement, Quentin realized something. His attention snapped to the people who were gathered around the big screen. "Um, excuse me, Danny? Where's your friend, Hanna?"
"Wha?" Danny and Trixie looked about. "Aw man," the mechanic scratched his head, "don't tell me kamakaize girl went off by herself again!"
Suddenly, something caught the circus performer's keen eye. "There she is!" Trixie pointed up to the catwalk.
On the catwalk, which spaned accross the entire hangar, Hanna stood. The catwalk went right in front of all of the Gundams, but one particular one caught the soldier's attention. It's white limbs were attatched to a body the color of cerulean. It's yellow and white shield was highlighted with hues of red and blue and hung proudly on the Gundam's arm. It's jet-propelled wings were white, but highlighted with yellow. The gem which was in the middle of the Gundam shone bright red. The crown on it's head had one long prong with two smaller ones in the middle. Hanna stared, dumbstruck with awe.
"It's Wing Zero," Hanna said, not taking her gaze off the amazing sight.
Quentin climbed up the ladder, and ran up to the awe-struck pilot. "It's not the Wing Zero," the boy commented, "but a replica."
"A replica?" Danny questioned, gazing up at the two.
"Yes," Quatre confessed, "it's just a replica. Although, I did keep it's ability to convert into a plane. But, I've combined the double guns into it's shield, and now it has a double light saber instead of a singular one."
"Did you make any other improvements?" Hanna questioned.
"Well, no. I haven't added a system to it, though."
"There's no system? What about the Zero system?"
"No!" Quatre snapped. The teens, and everyone else who bustled around them stopped to look at the peaceful Winner. Even Hanna turned to stare at the former Gundam pilot. "I'm sorry for snapping like that, but the Zero system is too dangerous for anyone to use. Even though it heightens the abilities of the pilot, it also causes it's user to go insane."
Hanna returned her attention back to the Gundam. "I could handle it," she said under her breath.
"Mr. Winner!" Adam called out. "The repairs to the mobile suits have been completed, and we are ready for the next attack plan."
"Very good," Quatre commented. He went over the handout Adam gave to him. "Well, everything here seems to be in order. Oh, where are my manners? You three pilots must be tired, since you did have a long journey. Let me show you to your rooms." "May I use your vid com first?" asked Danny. "I need to call my parents. They must be worried sick if they heard about the events that happend today."
Quatre smiled. "Of course. It's this way." The Winner family lead exited the hangar, with Danny and Trixie at his heels.
Quentin was about to climb down from the catwalk and exit with the others, when he noticed Hanna still standing by the Gundam, but now, instead of examining the Gundam, she took out the message disc and began to study that again. "Hanna?" Quentin came up to the pilot. He gently shook her shoulder. "Hanna, it's time to go now."
"Huh?" Hanna's chain of thoughts were shattered again. "Oh, I'm sorry. Thank you."
Quentin gave Hanna an unusual look, but it soon passed. "Do you want to follow the others? They went to use the video com."
Hanna stretched her arms. "No, I think I'll retreat to my room."
"Ok, I'll show you were to go."
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Hanna paced back and forth in her room. Quentin left long ago to catch up with the others. He was very inquisitive of his newfound companions, and Hanna couldn't blame him. After all, didn't they show up in Eve suits along with Eve uniforms on? But Quentin's opinion about her didn't bother the soldier now, there was something bigger to discover, and it had something to do with the message disc. Occasionally, Hanna held it up to study it.
"It has a secret," Hanna said to herself, "I know that. But what?! What's it's secret?!" Glancing over at her bed, the soldier saw her shoulder bag lying on top of it. Reaching into her bag, Hanna pulled out her laptop computer.
'Now,' the soldier thinks to herself, 'this disc is going to tell me everything I need to know.'
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The video communicator buzzed as Danny contacted his parents. 'I hope they're home,' Danny secretly wished as someone picked up on the other line.
"Hello?" Duo answered. "Danny? Hey Danny, is that you?!"
"Yeah Dad, it's me."
"How's everything going?"
"Oh, just fine..."
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"Wait a minute," Hanna said as she turned the disc over, "of course! I'm so stupid! This disc is two sided! That was it's secret!"
Placing the message disc in upside down, the laptop screen lit up, and data streamed forth from the disc.
'This is useless,' Hanna thought as she scanned the data, 'these are things I already know.'
Realizing that this search was going nowhere, the soldier tapped the return key. The data stream disappeared, and in it's place was a lock which asked for a password.
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"How's the store?" Danny asked.
"Oh, it's fine," replied Duo.
"Who is that?!" a voice came from behind Duo. "Is that Danny?!"
"Mom?" Danny raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, Hilde," the former pilot looked rather nervous as he turned to the side, "yeah, it's Danny all right."
Suddenly, Duo was replaced by a bewildered Hilde. "Danny?!! Ohmygosh, I thought you got hurt out there!"
Danny sweatdroppped. "Um, no. Mom, what happend to Dad?"
"I'm ok!" The only thing which could be seen of Duo was his protruding arm that signaled a thumbs up.
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"Password?" Hanna typed in her uncle's name.
'Access denied,' read the screen.
"Damnit!" The soldier then tried her own name.
'Access denied.'
Her brother's name.
'Access denied.'
Her mother's name.
'Access denied.'
"Crap!" Hanna pounded her fist on the table. "I know it's a name, there's no doubt about that! But, who's name?!"
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"Danny," Duo finally wrestled control from the frantic Hilde, "do you think I could speak to Quatre?"
"Do you mean Mr. Winner?" asked Danny.
"Yeah... is he there?"
"Um, yeah. I think so. Mr. Winner?"
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"Heero Yuy," Hanna said aloud as she typed it out.
'Access denied.'
"I'm not going to let this beat me!" Hanna slumped back into the chair. "I know that there's something on that disc." The soldier stood and paced about in the room. "It's a name, father always used names when it came to his passwords. The password must not be a name a person uses regularly. What other name could father have used?!"
Closing her eyes, Hanna collapsed onto the bed. Drifting back into her memory, the soldier remembered the day she was five...
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Hanna Yuy sat on her bed. The little five year old was sent to her room as punishment for what she had done. But this little girl didn't care. After all, it wasn't her fault that her reaction upset her mother. A knock came from the other side of the door. Hanna refused to answer, and the knock came again, but louder and more persistent. But still, the little girl did not answer.
"Hanna," a stern voice came from the door, "I know you're in there."
"You can come in," Hanna replied, "the door is open."
Heero opened the door to a stubborn girl, sitting and staring at the wall. "Hanna, I want to talk to you about what happend just now."
"Look, I'm very sorry I punched a hole in the wall, ok?" The five year old apologized many times, but this time, she didn't mean it.
"Never mind that," Heero said as he sat down next to his daughter, "I want to talk to you about your physical strength."
"My physical strength?"
"Well, yes. That was an incredible feat you did."
Hanna sulked lower. "Don't remind me. That's why I'm here." The little girl looked at her father. He showed no sign of emotion.
'As usual,' thought Hanna.
"If I were to train you," Heero thought aloud, "then you could control that strength and probably, you could be a great soldier."
"Soldier?" Hanna could hardly contain her excitement, but she then realized one very important factor. "What about mother? She would go insane if she found out."
Heero gazed into Hanna's eyes. They were both so similar, it was frightening. "Sometimes your mother doesn't know everything. Like my real name. Hanna, my name is not Heero Yuy, it's Adin Lowe Jr."
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"Adin Lowe Jr.," Hanna repeated as she came back to conciousness. "My father's real name is Adin Lowe Jr."
The first thing which caught the soldier's attention was her laptop.
"I wonder..."
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"Hey Quatre!" Duo greeted his long-time friend. "How's everything out there in Arabia?"
"Hello Duo," Quatre replied, "I'm doing rather well, actually. I met your son, and he seems to be a very nice boy."
"Runs in the family. Anyway Quatre, did you ever finish building those Gundams?"
"No, I can't say that I have, why?"
"Would you like some help with them?"
"Sure! That would be great!"
"I figured that if Heero wanted to have a counter force, then he'll need the Gundams. That's just the way it is. So, is it all right with you, master of the house?"
"Of course! Come over!"
"Do you hear that, Hilde? We're going to Arabia!"
Duo gets pushed out of the way, again, and Hilde gazes into the screen. "We're coming Danny! Do you hear me?"
"Yeah, right Mom."
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"Adin Lowe Jr." typed Hanna.
'Access granted.'
The lock disappeared as the information was being retrived.
"Finally," Hanna sighed.
But, what came to the screen would not only surprise Hanna, but excite her as well. For, on the screen, were blueprints. And, on the top of the screen, flashed the words 'Zero System'. Each new screen that Hanna brought up was a different component to the infamous system, and the soldier could not wait to build it.
"I'll be the master of this system in no time. Mission accepted."
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Everyone was asleep in the whole house as Hanna crept into the hangar. Sure, guards were posted around the area, but they were easily avoided. Sneaking up to the supply area, Hanna quickly grabbed all that she would need.
'Tonight,' the soldier thought to herself, 'tonight is the night that I pilot a Gundam.'
A noise from the outside interrupts Hanna's work. Pulling out a gun, Hanna followed the noise until she reached the kitchen. A shadow leaned over the counter, and the soldier wasn't taking any chances. Pointing the gun at the intruder, Hanna questioned, "Who are you?"
The glow of the refrigerator light revealed it to be none other than Danny. "Hanna? Wait a minute, what are you doing up at this hour?!"
"Oh, it's just you Maxwell." Hanna placed the gun back into her pocket. "Speaking of which, what are you doing up?"
"I was hungry," Danny replied, "so I decided to make myself my world famous sub sandwich." The mechanic held up his pride and joy. "Want some?"
"Um, no. Look, just do what you were doing before I came in here." Hanna knew that sounded really lame, but she needed a quick excuse, and she wasn't about to let Danny in on her little project.
"Ok..." was Danny's only response. Then, something struck him. "Oh yeah, my parents are coming here to Arabia, so we don't have to fly back to his shop."
"I see. That's a relief. Good night Maxwell," Hanna said as she disappeared back into the darkness.
"Weird girl," the mechanic said to himself before looking back to his sandwich. "Now to find something to wash this sucker down with!"
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"Finished!" The soldier patted herself on the back. A whole system completed in a matter of hours. Not bad, not bad at all. "Let's see if this will fit into the Gundam."
Walking towards the main computer, Hanna hacked her way into the Wing Gundam replica. The mobile suit opened it's hatch, and Hanna climbed aboard. Slipping the new Zero System boards into the main operating system, Hanna made sure that the system became compatible to the suit itself.
"This is fine workmanship they have here." Hanna strapped herself into the pilot's seat. "I'll have to repay them later."
The hatch door closed, and the soldier began to type in the ignition codes she found from the main computer. Sirens and lights started to go off as Hanna maneuvered the Gundam outside the Winner mansion. The others awoke with a start.
"What's going on here?!" Quentin yelled.
Trixie gazed outside. "Huh? Who's doing this at this hour?!"
Looking outside, Danny pounded his fist onto the nearby dresser. "Damnit! I knew she was up to no good!"
Quatre's intuition was acting up. "The Gundams!"
Everyone, including the laborers and fighters, all ran from their bunks to see the commotion that was going on. Quatre and the three teenagers were in the lead as they saw a familiar looking Gundam blast off from the mansion. The suit quickly converted into a plane, and it set off for it's final destination.
"I know it's Hanna," Danny told the group, "she's the only one who could do this."
"But how? She didn't have access to any system plans," Quatre commented.
Quentin stared at the suit until it disappeared into the night sky. "I probably know how. That disc she kept looking at, I guess she finally found the secret."
"Mr. Winner, Master Quentin" Adam saluted both Winners, "we'll persue the perpetrater and shoot her down!"
"No, don't do that," Quentin figured out, "there are five Gundam pilots, are there not? Well, her mission was to find all five, so I guess she's getting the fifth one."
"Then she should be coming back," Danny replied, "because I told her my parents were coming here. Hanna knew that my parents could aid in the rebuilding, so that's why her original plan was to get us all together, then ship us all to their shop."
"Just in case, I'm following her." Quentin ran back to the house. "I'll pick up her trail, and probably her frequency, then I'll ask her myself!"
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'This is a smooth ride,' Hanna thought to herself, pressing the buttons to the Gundam, 'a fine piece of work. Wait, I'll see what's happening with my family, give my father an update on our current situation.'
Flipping some switches, Hanna reached the Peacecraft mansion as the communicator buzzed. The 19-year-old that picked up on the other line had platnium-blonde hair and vivid blue eyes, but he had a unibang which covered one of them, though. He wore a red military uniform with white gloves. "This is Zachary Peacecraft, taking any calls for Heero Yuy, how may I help you?"
"Zach?" Hanna stared in disbelief. "What the hell are you doing there?"
"Hanna?" An equally stunned Zach stared back. "I'm filling in for your Dad, but how are you calling here?"
"I can't tell you, yet."
"Oh. Say, are you still on that mission of yours?"
"Where do you think I'm going?"
"Good point." Zach tried to look beyond Hanna's face to see exactly where she was, but the perfect soldier caught on.
"I told you I would tell you later."
The other soldier sighed. "Hanna, if you weren't my cousin, then I would seriously pound you."
Hanna's expression was unchanging. "Where's Ryan?"
Zach stood up. "Oh, you mean sleeping beauty?" Walking up to the screen, Zach adjusted it to the sleeping figure on the couch. The 18 year old on the couch had his arm covering his face, and his short, sandy-blonde hair was all messed up. He wore a white uniform instead of Zach's red one. "Poor guy, he had five meetings to go to today. He's all worn out."
'Poor Ryan,' Hanna thought to herself, 'he's been working day and night trying to meet with some of Mother's delegates.'
"Tell him I said hi."
"He'll be glad to hear that. Say, Hanna..."
"Yeah?"
"Don't do anything really stupid out there."
"I won't."
"See ya when I see ya."
"Goodbye Zach." Then, the screen went blank, and Hanna was left alone with her thoughts.
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Chapter 4: The Ressurection of the Zero System
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Lt. Nell stood in front of the communication screen. On her right side was Lt. Marshall Patton, the 19 year old commander of the aquatic battles, and Lt. Nell's peer. His shoulder-length black hair was tied back in a ponytail, and his blue eyes shone of promise. To Lt. Nell's left, was Lt. Ursula Archway, the 21 year old merciless land commander with brown hair and piercing brown eyes.
They awaited the call from Commander Damien, leader of the Eve organization. Although he was just 27, he became skilled in the art of mobile suits and quickly regarded as a true leader.
"I'm screwed," Nell said to herself, "I totally screwed up in Arabia."
"Don't talk like that Lucy," Marshall replied, placing his hand on the nervous Lieutenant's shoulder, "I'm sure he knew that you didn't know about the power of the Gundams."
"Hn." Ursula crossed her arms. "I think that you should have been more prepared for this ontaking. Errors like this should not be tolerated."
The debate which took place between the three was interrupted by the appearance of a man on the communicator. His green eyes were vibrant, and his short red hair reflected the color of fire. Gazing from one person to the other, his focus finally settled on Nell. "Lt. Nell," the man replied, "what happend in Arabia?"
The Lieutenant stepped forward. "I'm sorry Commander Damien," Nell hung her head in shame, "but I under-estimated the strength of the Gundam, and it destroyed all 40 mobile suits sent out there."
"I see," Damien said as he rubbed his clean-shaven chin, "and what are your plans for the future?"
"The future?"
"Surely you have some type of idea about this Gundam, do you not?"
"Commander Damien," Ursula stepped forward, "I believe that Lt. Nell was reckless in her thinking. If she were to have read past documentation, the OZ organization also had problems with these mobile suits called Gundams. She should have been prepared."
Damien raised his hand. "Let her be, Lt. Archway. It was her first attempt, and I must admit, she did what any leader would do. But, I'm expecting a better plan from you the next run, Nell. The Ridgeway delegates will not take this matter lightly."
'Ridgeway, yes,' Nell thought to herself, 'they support the Eve organization financially. We can't make them mad.'
"Yes Commander," Lt. Nell responded.
"Very well, that is all for now." Then, the screen went blank.
"I still think you got off too easily," Ursula snapped as she walked out.
"Hn." Marshall stepped behind Nell. "Who spit in her cereal this morning?"
"Marshall!" Nell gave the delinquent Lieutenant a shove. "Don't say that!"
"What?" Marshall held up his hands a a defensive manner. "You can't blame me for telling the truth can you?! Besides, we outnumber her, so she can't actually do anything to us!"
"You're right," Nell sighed, "but what will happen if one of us isn't here to back the other up?"
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"Thank you Mr. Winner," Trixie said to her host, "that was excellent." There was a huge banquet set out before the newcomers as soon as they entered the mansion. "I hope it wasn't too much trouble for you."
"Nonsense," Quatre waved off the comment, "this was suppose to be a welcome back banquet for Quentin, but the more the merrier. And, I'm also glad that the others have joined this cuase. I know pacifism is the best way to solve issues, but sometimes things like these just can't be helped."
"I have to agree with Mr. Winner there," Danny said as he helped himself to another dinner roll, "mankind has this urge to fight one another, and sometimes that instinct can lead to it's downfall."
"I'm also glad that you're all here too," Quentin added, "Eve gets stronger every day with every country that joins up with them. Now, at least we have a fighting chance."
Hanna stood up from her place and walked up to Quatre. "Thank you for your hospitality, but I have something for you." Hanna held out the message disc to Quatre, who took it from the outstretched hand. "I think I will know your response."
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"Interesting," commented Quatre as the messaged played on the video screen. The four teens were standing in Quatre's study as he played the message. "So, Heero has also started a counter force against Eve? That would be just like him. Anyway, we would be glad to join you."
"That's great," Quentin chimed in, "now I can pilot Stormchaser into battle!"
"Stormchaser? You named your Gundam?" asked Trixie.
Quentin blushed. "Yeah. After all, it is my partner."
"I think that's really unique. I always met people who thought machines had no soul, but they actually do, if a person is behind it."
"Yanno, I really hate to interrupt this lovely conversation," Danny says as he points to Quatre, "but I think Mr. Winner has something to say to us."
"Um, thank you Danny." Quatre handed back the disc to Hanna. "I want to show you something that I've been working on for a while." Quatre waved his hand in a motion which said, 'Follow me.'
Quentin, right in back of Quatre, walked down with Trixie as they discussed the importance of people in battle. Danny, with his hands behind his head, walked slowly behind before he noticed someone was missing. Glancing around, he realized the perfect soldier was gone. Walking back to the study, Danny saw that Hanna was examining the disc Quatre gave back to her.
"Hello?" Danny yelled into the room. "Earth to Hanna! Are you coming or what?"
Snapping to attention, Hanna answered, "Yeah, I'm coming." She then walked out of the room and followed the others.
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"It's dark up here," Trixie said as she stood inside the hangar with the others.
"Here," replied Quatre, "let me turn on the light." A flash came through the bleak hangar, and the three newcomers awed at the sight. Three mobile suits stood erect, while computers of all shapes and sizes took readings on each suit's progress. Men scurried around as they attempted to repair the mobile suits which were damaged in the previous battle.
"Amazing," Danny looked at each computer with awe, "this is a pretty large scale operation here."
"Yes," Quatre responded, "I've been working on these suits for a few years now. I know that you've seen Quentin's Gundam, but I don't believe that you've seen the others before."
Quentin's Gundam was to the far left, and a red Gundam stood in the middle. It was red and white with yellow markings on it's chest. On one hand, it carried a crossbow, and on the other hand's wrist, was a square box, which had the ability to protrude a titanium knife when called upon. It's legs were white, except for the upper thigh, which was covered with a slate of red Gundanium. The crown which hung proudly on it's head had two prongs. Trixie admired this newfound Gundam.
"It's beautiful," the circus star commented, "and this is your Gundam as well?"
"Well, yes," Quatre stood beside the awestruck girl, "but I think we can give this one to someone else."
"This Gundam looks just like the Gundam my uncle described to me when I was a little girl," commented Trixie.
"Actually, this Gundam was suppose to be a replica of your uncle's Trixie, but I just can't seem to finish it. Even though the Gundams were built similarly, I can't build an entirely different Gundam with just my own Sandrock plans."
Trixie watched Mr. Winner showed a bit of despair at the mention of his predicament. She reached into the pocket of her capris and produced the disc her uncle had given her just before she left the circus. Handing it to Quatre, Trixie responded, "Here you go Mr. Winner, I think this is what my uncle meant when he said that you would know what to do."
"What's this?" Quatre carefully took the disc and placed it into the main computer. A sudden flash came from the screen and blueprints for a mobile suit appeared on the computer. "Good old Trowa! These are the original plans for his Heavyarms!"
"Really?" Trixie could hardly contain her excitement. "So does that mean you can complete the red Gundam?"
Quatre smiled. "Yup, that's right." In the commotion of all the excitement, Quentin realized something. His attention snapped to the people who were gathered around the big screen. "Um, excuse me, Danny? Where's your friend, Hanna?"
"Wha?" Danny and Trixie looked about. "Aw man," the mechanic scratched his head, "don't tell me kamakaize girl went off by herself again!"
Suddenly, something caught the circus performer's keen eye. "There she is!" Trixie pointed up to the catwalk.
On the catwalk, which spaned accross the entire hangar, Hanna stood. The catwalk went right in front of all of the Gundams, but one particular one caught the soldier's attention. It's white limbs were attatched to a body the color of cerulean. It's yellow and white shield was highlighted with hues of red and blue and hung proudly on the Gundam's arm. It's jet-propelled wings were white, but highlighted with yellow. The gem which was in the middle of the Gundam shone bright red. The crown on it's head had one long prong with two smaller ones in the middle. Hanna stared, dumbstruck with awe.
"It's Wing Zero," Hanna said, not taking her gaze off the amazing sight.
Quentin climbed up the ladder, and ran up to the awe-struck pilot. "It's not the Wing Zero," the boy commented, "but a replica."
"A replica?" Danny questioned, gazing up at the two.
"Yes," Quatre confessed, "it's just a replica. Although, I did keep it's ability to convert into a plane. But, I've combined the double guns into it's shield, and now it has a double light saber instead of a singular one."
"Did you make any other improvements?" Hanna questioned.
"Well, no. I haven't added a system to it, though."
"There's no system? What about the Zero system?"
"No!" Quatre snapped. The teens, and everyone else who bustled around them stopped to look at the peaceful Winner. Even Hanna turned to stare at the former Gundam pilot. "I'm sorry for snapping like that, but the Zero system is too dangerous for anyone to use. Even though it heightens the abilities of the pilot, it also causes it's user to go insane."
Hanna returned her attention back to the Gundam. "I could handle it," she said under her breath.
"Mr. Winner!" Adam called out. "The repairs to the mobile suits have been completed, and we are ready for the next attack plan."
"Very good," Quatre commented. He went over the handout Adam gave to him. "Well, everything here seems to be in order. Oh, where are my manners? You three pilots must be tired, since you did have a long journey. Let me show you to your rooms." "May I use your vid com first?" asked Danny. "I need to call my parents. They must be worried sick if they heard about the events that happend today."
Quatre smiled. "Of course. It's this way." The Winner family lead exited the hangar, with Danny and Trixie at his heels.
Quentin was about to climb down from the catwalk and exit with the others, when he noticed Hanna still standing by the Gundam, but now, instead of examining the Gundam, she took out the message disc and began to study that again. "Hanna?" Quentin came up to the pilot. He gently shook her shoulder. "Hanna, it's time to go now."
"Huh?" Hanna's chain of thoughts were shattered again. "Oh, I'm sorry. Thank you."
Quentin gave Hanna an unusual look, but it soon passed. "Do you want to follow the others? They went to use the video com."
Hanna stretched her arms. "No, I think I'll retreat to my room."
"Ok, I'll show you were to go."
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Hanna paced back and forth in her room. Quentin left long ago to catch up with the others. He was very inquisitive of his newfound companions, and Hanna couldn't blame him. After all, didn't they show up in Eve suits along with Eve uniforms on? But Quentin's opinion about her didn't bother the soldier now, there was something bigger to discover, and it had something to do with the message disc. Occasionally, Hanna held it up to study it.
"It has a secret," Hanna said to herself, "I know that. But what?! What's it's secret?!" Glancing over at her bed, the soldier saw her shoulder bag lying on top of it. Reaching into her bag, Hanna pulled out her laptop computer.
'Now,' the soldier thinks to herself, 'this disc is going to tell me everything I need to know.'
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The video communicator buzzed as Danny contacted his parents. 'I hope they're home,' Danny secretly wished as someone picked up on the other line.
"Hello?" Duo answered. "Danny? Hey Danny, is that you?!"
"Yeah Dad, it's me."
"How's everything going?"
"Oh, just fine..."
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"Wait a minute," Hanna said as she turned the disc over, "of course! I'm so stupid! This disc is two sided! That was it's secret!"
Placing the message disc in upside down, the laptop screen lit up, and data streamed forth from the disc.
'This is useless,' Hanna thought as she scanned the data, 'these are things I already know.'
Realizing that this search was going nowhere, the soldier tapped the return key. The data stream disappeared, and in it's place was a lock which asked for a password.
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"How's the store?" Danny asked.
"Oh, it's fine," replied Duo.
"Who is that?!" a voice came from behind Duo. "Is that Danny?!"
"Mom?" Danny raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, Hilde," the former pilot looked rather nervous as he turned to the side, "yeah, it's Danny all right."
Suddenly, Duo was replaced by a bewildered Hilde. "Danny?!! Ohmygosh, I thought you got hurt out there!"
Danny sweatdroppped. "Um, no. Mom, what happend to Dad?"
"I'm ok!" The only thing which could be seen of Duo was his protruding arm that signaled a thumbs up.
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"Password?" Hanna typed in her uncle's name.
'Access denied,' read the screen.
"Damnit!" The soldier then tried her own name.
'Access denied.'
Her brother's name.
'Access denied.'
Her mother's name.
'Access denied.'
"Crap!" Hanna pounded her fist on the table. "I know it's a name, there's no doubt about that! But, who's name?!"
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"Danny," Duo finally wrestled control from the frantic Hilde, "do you think I could speak to Quatre?"
"Do you mean Mr. Winner?" asked Danny.
"Yeah... is he there?"
"Um, yeah. I think so. Mr. Winner?"
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"Heero Yuy," Hanna said aloud as she typed it out.
'Access denied.'
"I'm not going to let this beat me!" Hanna slumped back into the chair. "I know that there's something on that disc." The soldier stood and paced about in the room. "It's a name, father always used names when it came to his passwords. The password must not be a name a person uses regularly. What other name could father have used?!"
Closing her eyes, Hanna collapsed onto the bed. Drifting back into her memory, the soldier remembered the day she was five...
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Hanna Yuy sat on her bed. The little five year old was sent to her room as punishment for what she had done. But this little girl didn't care. After all, it wasn't her fault that her reaction upset her mother. A knock came from the other side of the door. Hanna refused to answer, and the knock came again, but louder and more persistent. But still, the little girl did not answer.
"Hanna," a stern voice came from the door, "I know you're in there."
"You can come in," Hanna replied, "the door is open."
Heero opened the door to a stubborn girl, sitting and staring at the wall. "Hanna, I want to talk to you about what happend just now."
"Look, I'm very sorry I punched a hole in the wall, ok?" The five year old apologized many times, but this time, she didn't mean it.
"Never mind that," Heero said as he sat down next to his daughter, "I want to talk to you about your physical strength."
"My physical strength?"
"Well, yes. That was an incredible feat you did."
Hanna sulked lower. "Don't remind me. That's why I'm here." The little girl looked at her father. He showed no sign of emotion.
'As usual,' thought Hanna.
"If I were to train you," Heero thought aloud, "then you could control that strength and probably, you could be a great soldier."
"Soldier?" Hanna could hardly contain her excitement, but she then realized one very important factor. "What about mother? She would go insane if she found out."
Heero gazed into Hanna's eyes. They were both so similar, it was frightening. "Sometimes your mother doesn't know everything. Like my real name. Hanna, my name is not Heero Yuy, it's Adin Lowe Jr."
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"Adin Lowe Jr.," Hanna repeated as she came back to conciousness. "My father's real name is Adin Lowe Jr."
The first thing which caught the soldier's attention was her laptop.
"I wonder..."
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"Hey Quatre!" Duo greeted his long-time friend. "How's everything out there in Arabia?"
"Hello Duo," Quatre replied, "I'm doing rather well, actually. I met your son, and he seems to be a very nice boy."
"Runs in the family. Anyway Quatre, did you ever finish building those Gundams?"
"No, I can't say that I have, why?"
"Would you like some help with them?"
"Sure! That would be great!"
"I figured that if Heero wanted to have a counter force, then he'll need the Gundams. That's just the way it is. So, is it all right with you, master of the house?"
"Of course! Come over!"
"Do you hear that, Hilde? We're going to Arabia!"
Duo gets pushed out of the way, again, and Hilde gazes into the screen. "We're coming Danny! Do you hear me?"
"Yeah, right Mom."
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"Adin Lowe Jr." typed Hanna.
'Access granted.'
The lock disappeared as the information was being retrived.
"Finally," Hanna sighed.
But, what came to the screen would not only surprise Hanna, but excite her as well. For, on the screen, were blueprints. And, on the top of the screen, flashed the words 'Zero System'. Each new screen that Hanna brought up was a different component to the infamous system, and the soldier could not wait to build it.
"I'll be the master of this system in no time. Mission accepted."
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Everyone was asleep in the whole house as Hanna crept into the hangar. Sure, guards were posted around the area, but they were easily avoided. Sneaking up to the supply area, Hanna quickly grabbed all that she would need.
'Tonight,' the soldier thought to herself, 'tonight is the night that I pilot a Gundam.'
A noise from the outside interrupts Hanna's work. Pulling out a gun, Hanna followed the noise until she reached the kitchen. A shadow leaned over the counter, and the soldier wasn't taking any chances. Pointing the gun at the intruder, Hanna questioned, "Who are you?"
The glow of the refrigerator light revealed it to be none other than Danny. "Hanna? Wait a minute, what are you doing up at this hour?!"
"Oh, it's just you Maxwell." Hanna placed the gun back into her pocket. "Speaking of which, what are you doing up?"
"I was hungry," Danny replied, "so I decided to make myself my world famous sub sandwich." The mechanic held up his pride and joy. "Want some?"
"Um, no. Look, just do what you were doing before I came in here." Hanna knew that sounded really lame, but she needed a quick excuse, and she wasn't about to let Danny in on her little project.
"Ok..." was Danny's only response. Then, something struck him. "Oh yeah, my parents are coming here to Arabia, so we don't have to fly back to his shop."
"I see. That's a relief. Good night Maxwell," Hanna said as she disappeared back into the darkness.
"Weird girl," the mechanic said to himself before looking back to his sandwich. "Now to find something to wash this sucker down with!"
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"Finished!" The soldier patted herself on the back. A whole system completed in a matter of hours. Not bad, not bad at all. "Let's see if this will fit into the Gundam."
Walking towards the main computer, Hanna hacked her way into the Wing Gundam replica. The mobile suit opened it's hatch, and Hanna climbed aboard. Slipping the new Zero System boards into the main operating system, Hanna made sure that the system became compatible to the suit itself.
"This is fine workmanship they have here." Hanna strapped herself into the pilot's seat. "I'll have to repay them later."
The hatch door closed, and the soldier began to type in the ignition codes she found from the main computer. Sirens and lights started to go off as Hanna maneuvered the Gundam outside the Winner mansion. The others awoke with a start.
"What's going on here?!" Quentin yelled.
Trixie gazed outside. "Huh? Who's doing this at this hour?!"
Looking outside, Danny pounded his fist onto the nearby dresser. "Damnit! I knew she was up to no good!"
Quatre's intuition was acting up. "The Gundams!"
Everyone, including the laborers and fighters, all ran from their bunks to see the commotion that was going on. Quatre and the three teenagers were in the lead as they saw a familiar looking Gundam blast off from the mansion. The suit quickly converted into a plane, and it set off for it's final destination.
"I know it's Hanna," Danny told the group, "she's the only one who could do this."
"But how? She didn't have access to any system plans," Quatre commented.
Quentin stared at the suit until it disappeared into the night sky. "I probably know how. That disc she kept looking at, I guess she finally found the secret."
"Mr. Winner, Master Quentin" Adam saluted both Winners, "we'll persue the perpetrater and shoot her down!"
"No, don't do that," Quentin figured out, "there are five Gundam pilots, are there not? Well, her mission was to find all five, so I guess she's getting the fifth one."
"Then she should be coming back," Danny replied, "because I told her my parents were coming here. Hanna knew that my parents could aid in the rebuilding, so that's why her original plan was to get us all together, then ship us all to their shop."
"Just in case, I'm following her." Quentin ran back to the house. "I'll pick up her trail, and probably her frequency, then I'll ask her myself!"
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'This is a smooth ride,' Hanna thought to herself, pressing the buttons to the Gundam, 'a fine piece of work. Wait, I'll see what's happening with my family, give my father an update on our current situation.'
Flipping some switches, Hanna reached the Peacecraft mansion as the communicator buzzed. The 19-year-old that picked up on the other line had platnium-blonde hair and vivid blue eyes, but he had a unibang which covered one of them, though. He wore a red military uniform with white gloves. "This is Zachary Peacecraft, taking any calls for Heero Yuy, how may I help you?"
"Zach?" Hanna stared in disbelief. "What the hell are you doing there?"
"Hanna?" An equally stunned Zach stared back. "I'm filling in for your Dad, but how are you calling here?"
"I can't tell you, yet."
"Oh. Say, are you still on that mission of yours?"
"Where do you think I'm going?"
"Good point." Zach tried to look beyond Hanna's face to see exactly where she was, but the perfect soldier caught on.
"I told you I would tell you later."
The other soldier sighed. "Hanna, if you weren't my cousin, then I would seriously pound you."
Hanna's expression was unchanging. "Where's Ryan?"
Zach stood up. "Oh, you mean sleeping beauty?" Walking up to the screen, Zach adjusted it to the sleeping figure on the couch. The 18 year old on the couch had his arm covering his face, and his short, sandy-blonde hair was all messed up. He wore a white uniform instead of Zach's red one. "Poor guy, he had five meetings to go to today. He's all worn out."
'Poor Ryan,' Hanna thought to herself, 'he's been working day and night trying to meet with some of Mother's delegates.'
"Tell him I said hi."
"He'll be glad to hear that. Say, Hanna..."
"Yeah?"
"Don't do anything really stupid out there."
"I won't."
"See ya when I see ya."
"Goodbye Zach." Then, the screen went blank, and Hanna was left alone with her thoughts.