Operation ArchAngel

by Mysterious Voice Guy

Opening scene: fifty years after Gundam Wing, the future of earth rests on three bio-Gundam pilots and a time-traveling technology that hasn't been tested yet. But OZ doesn't die easy, and soon the bio-Gundam pilots are hurtled back, not to their destinat

4. Default Chapter Title

The time is somewhen during the Gundam Wars.
Captured by OZ due to Fea's cunning strategies, the Gundam pilots are now helplessly awaiting a near-certain demise at the hands of Treize Kushrenada. But even more is at stake, because if Fea isn't stopped soon the future will certainly face a worse fate than if Operation ArchAngel had never been attempted. Now, Terra and Katrina can only wait and hope for a desperately-needed ray of hope to break through, because if the darkness wins the consequences are forever.
The time is somewhen during the Gundam Wars. For hope to survive, those who can fight may need to give up their very lives trying.

Breaking from tradition, I'd like to start the fic off with song lyrics by the group Clay Crosse that I feel are appropriate for what I have planned for this fic. So, ladies, gentlemen, and all age groups, give it up for Clay Crosse!

Flipped on my TV.
It just got to me.
Looks like a world gone wrong.
Turned on my radio.
It's just another Joe
Rockstar just sellin' songs.
We got countless automation.
Another generation,
Excellent at fallin' down.
An' the cover to submerse:
Ya know it's gettin worse.
Ya know, one day it's all
Gonna burn to the ground!

I'll be livin' on God when it all burns down,
Stars come fallin' from the sky.
Whatever!
(I still think it is well with my soul! :P)
Well I have no fear
Because I know
That my God rules
He's in control
Forever!
Forever!
Forever, yeah!

Street corner prophet,
Oh, he's been talkin'
About the end of time.
And I don't doubt it cuz'
I read about it all
In Revelation 9.
Ya see, we're in a desperate condition.
Pass the ammunition;
Got to keep yourself alive.
You go protect your banker,
I'll go meet my Maker.
He holds forever
An' I'm never gonna die!

I'll be livin' on God when it all burns down,
Stars come fallin' from the sky.
Whatever!
(I still think it is well with my soul! :P )
Well I have no fear
Because I know
That my God rules
He's in control
Forever!
Forever!
Forever, yeah!

Strap up yourself
Put on da armor.
Heed da rhythm
Cuz' da world's on fire!
What'cha gonna do
When the world's on fire?
Listen to me or
You're gonna expire.
Run to da Lord,
Head da word,
Be forewarned:
All things adjourn.
You can stand on your own
But your life don't care.
Da world's on fire
An' I have no fear.

Are ya gonna cry when it all burns down?
No! No! No!
Are ya gonna fry when it all burns down?
No! No! No!
Are ya gonna fly when it all burns down?
YES! YES! YES!
Forever!
Forever!
Forever, yeah!

I'll be livin' on God when it all burns down,
Stars come fallin' from the sky.
Whatever!
(I still think it is well with my soul!)
Well I have no fear
Because I know
That my God rules
He's in control
Forever!
Forever!
Forever, yeah!

(If you want, you can get a copy of this and other great songs on the Left Behind soundtrack. That's where I got mine. And now, da story!)

Chapter 1- Doesn't Look Good

Location: OZ military research station 907-B

Treize Kushrenada glanced briefly at the scene all around him. A sea of soldiers for as far as the eye could see all stood at a still attention, their right hands to their foreheads, their feet together, and their left arms straight at their sides. He wasn't the kind of person who got a kick out of his authority; he'd grown bored of that a long long time ago. He dismissed the soldiers with a single self-explanatory wave of his hand, sending them back to their posts and to whatever they were doing before he had arrived. Behind him, Lady Une suddenly wrinkled her nose as a pair of figures made their way into the large open docking bay. Treize, almost as if he sensed her gesture, turned to see as Zechs Marquise and Fea Meroles shortened the distance between themselves and Treize, and about a minute later, both stood casually in front of him.
"I trust we haven't had any incidents, Ms. Meroles?" Treize inquired. "When I'd heard that you'd successfully captured all of the Gundam pilots, I almost feared that there wouldn't be a space station left when I got here."
"All five are safely contained in the brig, and we haven't had a single problem as of yet. I also managed to capture their Gundams intact, sir Treize; perhaps you'd like to see them?"
"I would."
"This way." Fea gestured, and the foursome headed off towards hangar 3.

"I wonder where Katrina is?" Terra wondered out loud.
"Probably under Zech's personal protection." Heero stated. "Why else wouldn't she be here right now?"
"What do you think the chances of her breaking us out of here are?" Quatre inquired, sitting in the corner nearby.
"Let's put it this way: it doesn't look good." Trowa replied, sitting near the center of the room cross-legged. "There must be hundred of guards manning this station, and what's more is that they've got Leos to burn. The chances of even one of us getting out of here alive are slim."
"Right about now, Terra, I wouldn't mind being proved wrong, but if your God's gonna pull off a miracle He sure seems to be taking His time." Chang stated.
"A wise old man once said 'it's not over until it's over'." Terra replied. "Besides, if we're fortunate enough my immune system might be able to beat this virus before Fea thinks it will."
"What are the chances of that happening?" Duo inquired.
"Let's put it this way: it doesn't look good."
"Then again, nothing seems to look good right now, does it?" Duo stated. "So look at it this way: things can either just get better or... well... I guess we'll die."
"Real comforting words, Duo." Heero replied.

"A prison by any other name." Katrina thought out loud as she looked at the lavishly decorated, lavishly that is by space station standards, room that her father had arranged for her. A tall bed stood in one corner of the bedroom, next to it a night table and on the opposite wall a dresser made of quartz stood. Above that was a mirror, and on the wall to her right was a door that lead to the private bathroom. But it was still a prison, nonetheless. She knew that there was a camera mounted just above the door that led out into the open hallways, and while there were no guards outside she knew that that one camera would be enough to alert the entire base of her trying to escape. She felt like the proverbial character Repunnsel, trapped in locked tower high above the rest of the world. Only differences were that she had no window from which to make an escape of any kind; fact was that the room was completely secured no matter what she tried.
At times like this, with her options exhausted, her only way to make any kind of dent in the situation was prayer.

"Incredible..." Was all Treize could say as he looked up at HeavyArms, DeathScythe, Shenlong, Sandrock, and Wing. The five mobile suits towered high above the clusters of soldiers and technicians who raced about on the floor far below, only the Leos coming anywhere close to matching their height. But, Treize thought to himself, the Leos are practically ugly by comparison.
"They're definitely something, as far as this time period goes." Fea stated. "But they'll be easily surpassed and require upgrading just to keep up in about five years."
"Apparently you aren't an art lover, unlike Treize and myself." Lady Une stated, giving Fea a short look. "You're obviously not interested in the amount of creative engineering and vision that it must have taken to construct such wonderful masterpieces."
"In my opinion, creativity doesn't count on the battlefield. It's whosoever holds the cards that claims the prize, and in my opinion victory is a very beautiful thing." She retorted sharply.
"Then you've never experienced the beauty of true defeat." Zechs returned. "It isn't just victory that inspires a true warrior, because victory without struggle is hollow and meaningless. Sometimes, defeat can be a sweet and wonderful thing, because without it someone loses touch with-"
"Oh, Zechs, do you have any idea how much you bore me?" Fea laughed. "And what's more is that you're not making any sense. Nobody gets a thrill out of losing; it's all about kicking the other guys' butts and enjoying it."
"So says someone who has never fallen in love with the battlefield." Zechs returned. "Sometimes meeting your equal is the greatest thing that can happen to a pilot."
"Well, in that, case those Gundam pilots must be overjoyed that I beat them at their own game." Fea mused sarcastically. "Face it, Zechs; your theory may sound nice, but it doesn't work in real life. It's the victor who takes it all, not the losers."
"Perhaps, Fea, perhaps you're right, and it is a theory that deserves to be tested, but that was not my reason for coming here." Treize said, turning with effort from the Gundams. "Kernel Zechs, I'd like to, if possible, meet with the child from the future, the one who claims to be your daughter. Katrina was her name, I believe?"
"Yes, Katrina Marquise." Zechs said monotonously.
Suddenly, alarms started going off all throughout the station. Soldiers rushed about left and right in panicked frenzy as 'Red Alert' was repeated over and over again by a computerized voice. Treize suddenly put a hand out to stop one soldier as he rushed by, catching the fabric of his uniform's shoulder so that his feet practically flew out from under him.
"What's going on?" He inquired.
"Sir! My superior officer just received word that a mobile suit has appeared near the base, coming out of some kind of vortex! He ordered us to get to our mobile suits and intercept it, sir." The soldier replied hurriedly.
Treize thought this information through for a moment, then let go of the soldier's shoulder fabric.
"Follow your superior's instructions and get to your suit."
"Yes, yes sir!" He replied, dashing off to where most of the other soldiers were going.
Treize turned to Zechs, Fea, and Une.
"Perhaps it's time that I saw what these Gundams are truly capable of."
"That mobile suit materializing out there must be Spectrum 01, a bio-Gundam that was also assigned for the time traveling experiment that started all this." Fea stated. "I don't know how, but he must have somehow survived and made his way into this time period. Perhaps I should handle this alone, sir Treize." She proposed.
"Nonsense; this may be the best opportunity to truly test these Gundams that we may ever have. The choice is yours what you wish to pilot, Lady Fea, but as for the rest of us we'd like to learn a little more about the Gundams."

Location: Just outside OZ military research station 907-B

The intense white light of the rip-like vortex silhouetted Spectrum 01's form like a person standing directly in front of a large spotlight, then as the rift slowly closed the light began to fade, revealing the powerful, slightly damaged bio-Gundam in it's entirety. Marco's head spun like crazy as he fought within himself to get some kind of equilibrium, to clear his head and figure out where in the universe he was.
Ten seconds later, a storm of laser beams interrupted his thoughts.
He didn't have to know who it was that was firing at him. In his present state he decided the best idea was to fight first, get out of danger, and ask questions later. It took him less than seconds to identify the mass swarms of space Leos headed in his direction, the source of the laser fire, and it took him even less time to activate his blaster sphere and shoot off a wide, thick beam of neon-blue energy that vaporized the middle of the cloud of enemies.
'Leos? But I thought those went out of production years ago?' He thought to himself, but continued wiping out huge numbers of the opposing forces. He took a few hits, but managed for the most part to dodge their attacks with skillful accuracy. After about ten minutes of combat, the few remaining Leos were in retreat and Marco finally had a chance to catch his breath.
But not before he spotted four more mobile suits from the nearby space station headed straight towards him. A quick scan of the four almost made him gasp in surprise. Omega 03, Shenlong, Sandrock, and Wing Gundams.
'What in the world?! Oh man, that blast from Fea must have sent me into the middle of the Gundam wars! But, what are the Gundam pilots doing fighting alongside Fea?? What's going on here??'
Suddenly, a voice he'd only heard in historical records was audible in his ears.
"This is Treize Kushrenada, piloting the Gundam known as zero-one. I must say, I'm impressed by the amount of power you obviously have in that bio-Gundam, but I must ask for your immediate surrender. That is, if you want to spare your life."
"What are you doing in the Wing Gundam??" Marco demanded. "Where are Terra and Katrina? This is your doing, isn't it Fea?"
"You sure are late for the party, aren't you, Marco? Don't worry, you'll be joining Terra and Katrina soon enough, and your dad too." Fea replied, a smirk in her voice.
"Noo! You're lying!! You're lying!!!" He exclaimed, a bio-cell version of the Dragon Fang suddenly forming on Spectrum 01's left hand. With accuracy he whipped it at Omega 03, but a sudden blast of fire from Shenlong made him retract it suddenly in pain.
"You're pretty fast, kid, but not fast enough." Zechs, piloting Shenlong, stated. Shenlong's Dragon Fang folded back over it's forearm as it's other hand reached for the beam staff attached to Shenlong's back.
"Who are you?? Who dares pilot my father's Gundam??" Marco exclaimed, beam saber ready in his right hand.
"My name is Zechs Marquise, and I assure you that your father and the others are alive. If you surrender, you won't be harmed either."
"Zechs, do you always have to take the fun out of these battles?" Fea scoffed.
"Last chance, kid." Lady Une stated calmly. "Surrender or we'll capture you by force."
Marco quickly considered the options available to him. He could run now while he had a chance, but then what about Katrina and Terra? The odds of him winning were slim, and what's more is that the future couldn't afford to have the Gundams destroyed. He gritted his teeth in frustration; all his life he had vowed to never become powerless like this again, and yet here he was, with no choice but to surrender.

An hour later...
Location: OZ military research station 907-B

For the second time that day, the cell door was unlocked and a prisoner thrown inside. Terra, Trowa, Heero, Duo, and Quatre looked up as Marco stumbled inside and the door was closed behind him.
Duo, as usual, had the opening line.
"Hey, who's the new guy?"
Marco looked around bewilderedly as his eyes quickly grew accustomed to the darkness all around him. The first person he was able to identify was Terra, and then slowly his eyes adjusted further until he could see all the others in the rather large cell also.
"Terra? What's happening? Where are we? When are we?" Marco inquired, somewhat stunned by the harsh speed of recent events. "And where's Katrina?"
"Katrina's safe, and let's just say we're in the middle of a really dicey time traveling problem involving Fea." Terra then turned in the direction of the farthest corner. "Hey Wufei, aren't you gonna say 'hi' to Marco?"
Marco's breathing stopped for a minute. Chang looked up at him, then returned to staring at the floor.
"As if it wasn't cramped enough in here." Was Chang's only response.
"Marco, last time I saw you Fea had thrown you into the edge of a time vortex." Terra started. "I thought you were dead. How'd you get here?"
"C'mon, Terra. You know I don't die that easy. But as for how I got here, I don't have a clue."
"Did Fea give you some kind of injection?"
"Yeah, at gunpoint. Any idea what it was?"
"All I know is that it keeps us from using our bio-Gundams and powers. Fea must have rigged up one of Neo-OZ's bio-agents for use against us."
"... So, are the rest of you-?" Marco wondered out loud, glancing at the faces around the dark room.
"Marco, meet Heero Yuy, Trowa Barton, Duo Maxwell, Quatre Winner, and you already know your father."
"Sometimes I'm not so sure I do." Marco said, which caused Chang to look up momentarily, but nothing more. "It's good to know some things haven't changed." Marco added with a forced smirk, then turned back to Terra. "Any plan to get us out of here?"
"Not presently. Just conserve your strength for fighting that bio-agent; it's really the only thing we have going for us right now."
"This doesn't look good." Marco stated needlessly.

Chapter 2- A Ray of Hope, or...

Half an hour later...

A sudden knock on the door startled Katrina. She walked over and inquired who it was.
"Just open up, brat." Was Fea's brusk response. "Sir Treize wants to see you."
She made a face of irritation, then unlocked and opened the door. There, sure enough, stood Treize: dominating, tall, nearly ominous in his stately appearance. She took several uncertain steps backwards as he entered the room, followed by Fea, Zechs, and Lady Une.
"Lady Fea, there's no need to be so rude to our guests." Treize reprimanded.
"She and I... don't get along, let's leave it at that." Fea replied.
"Be that as it may, I'd appreciate a little more respect when you talk to my daughter." Zechs stated sharply.
"Fine; don't get yourself in a fit, Zechs." Fea replied.
"Katrina Marquise. I've heard a great deal about you." Treize said, motioning her to a nearby chair. "Please, sit down. I've got many things I'd like to discuss with you."
"Such as?" Katrina inquired, taking a seat as she'd been prompted to. Treize, Zechs, and Une also pulled up chairs from nearby and sat down. Fea, on the other hand, seemed to prefer to stand.
"This, for instance." Treize said, pulling out a small petri dish. Inside was a small sliver of what she knew to be Omega 07's cell wall. "It seems that you and the Gundam pilots were studying this for a time, for some reason or another. I think I'd find it interesting if I knew why."
She hesitated. Did she dare reveal to him the Operation ArchAngel plan to change the past, and how she and Terra still hoped to carry it out to completion? She began to wonder just how much he, and for that matter Fea, might already know about the nano-probes that sample contained. But she couldn't just be completely silent this time, not when she might have a bargaining tool to help her friends. She decided that this was a card she had to play while she still had the chance.
"I'll tell you, but you've got to tell me what you plan to do with Terra and the Gundam pilots in exchange."
Fea gave her a look, almost as if trying to figure out what Kat was trying to pull. Treize, however, didn't seem to have any problem with such a question.
"Agreed, but you tell me what I want to know first."
Katrina nodded. She took a deep breath, then continued.
"That's a sample of organic material from my bio-Gundam, Omega 07. The reason we were trying to study it is because it contains nano-probes that protected our bio-Gundams during time travel. We were hoping we could information about the nano-probes to help us construct another time-traveling gateway. Terra and I were originally on a mission to a spot on the timeline ten years from now, to try to prevent OZ from rising from the ashes and starting another war; a war which, in my time, has cost billions of people their lives. Humanity goes from over 100 billion to just over 1 billion in a matter of three years."
"Fascinating..." Treize stated, his chin rested upon his intertwined fists. "And, is it possible that these nano-probes could be used in ways other than time travel? What do you know about that?"
"In my time they're used in special surgeries, scientific analysis, tracking devices, and neural links between prosthetics and people for those who are disabled. If that's what you mean, yes; they do have other uses."
"And how exactly did you plan on learning what you needed to know from these nano-probes?"
"We were hoping we could isolate the energy frequencies that were used to guard us against the temporal distortion waves, and then from there use an opposite frequency to create a time vortex."
"Incredible, the potential technology possesses. Thank you, Ms. Marquise; it's been truly informative." Treize stated, standing and walking towards the door.
"Hey, wait a minute! What are you going to do to my friends?" She demanded. "I kept up my part of the deal, now it's your turn."
Treize turned and looked at her over his shoulder, seeming to consider things in his mind for a moment.
"In truth, I have not yet decided what to do with your friends. Good day, Ms. Marquise."

"An den I says 'Like I tried to tell ya before; this *is* a one-way trip'." Gordon boasted, two OZ soldiers on his side laughing like it was the first joke they'd ever heard. Since it wasn't that funny, it was obvious that they were drunk. "And den I'm like ' Well, we've reached our destination, and now for a word from our sponsor'. You should've seen the looks on their faces when they realized they'd been had! I tell ya, it was priceless to see those tough guys panic-stricken."
"You're really somethin', man." The soldier on his right stated, then burped loudly and took another drink. "And you were right about this vatga stuff; we usually can't afford any drinks with our meager paychecks, but man, if I ever get the chance, I'm havin this stuff agai-"
Just as he was about to finish his sentence, he suddenly went limp and dropped to the floor. Gordon and the other soldier stared at him for a minute, then burst out laughing.
"Rookie!" Gordon stated. "All he had was two and he's already out cold. What a wimp."
"Yeah, you said it, Gordon." The one remaining soldier laughed. "Hey, whatd'ya wanna bet you're gonna be famous now as 'the guy who caught the Gundams'?"
"Eh, it's got a nice ring to it! Or how about 'Gundam-buster Gordon'? Eh?"
"Yeah, that's it! Gundam-buster!"
"Haha! Who ya gonna call?" He joked, taking another swig of liquor. "I tell ya, this is the life. I'm famous, I'm rich, and soon I'll have enough money to make me a pair of those hyper jammin' thingies I've wanted so long."
"Yeah, hyper jammin' thingies." The soldier burped, took another swig, and then said "Hey, doesn't one of those Gundams have some O' those hyper-whatsits?"
"Yeah, yeah they do. Hey, maybe I don't need to build my own, I can just trade some O' my reward cash to Fea an' get the ones in dat Gundam!"
"Yeah, I'm sure she wouldn't mi-"
The one remaining soldier slumped back against the bar, his cup falling to the floor. Gordon gave him a quick look over and, realizing the guy was totally unconscious, started laughing.
"Wimps, the bunch O' ya! I bet I can hold my... my...-"
Thump.

"What's in all of this for Fea anyway?"
It seemed that Duo was asking a lot of good questions lately, and this time Terra thought he might just have an answer.
"That's a really good question, Duo. Now that I think about it, I think I might just have an answer, too."
"Well, C'mon, spill already! Don't keep us in suspense!" Duo requested.
"It's simple, and unfortunately the chances are that it might just work." Marco stated. "I probably shouldn't be telling you about future events-"
"Marco, it's a little late for that." Terra stated calmly. "History has already gotten messed up enough as is, and the only way we can keep things from going any more wrong is if we can change things." Terra then turned to address the others. "Sometime in the near future, Treize Kushrenada is going to give up his leadership role in OZ on some kind of principal that he operates by. If I don't miss my guess, Fea'll try to seize that opportunity to take over as the head of OZ, and if she does that she can radically alter history to the point where eventually OZ won't have any resistence."
"She's power hungry and that seems to me like the easiest way for her to get what she wants." Marco added. "That's why stopping her while we have the chance is essential, or else history as we know it is, well, history. Vaporized. No second chance."
"If you ask me, this still sounds like something out of Star Trek." Heero stated to no one in particular.
"Well, Captain Kirk was never locked up with six other pilots in a dark, smelly room for two days." Duo pointed out.
"Yeah, Kirk always escaped before the half-hour was over." Quatre joked.
"Right about now, I wouldn't mind a little 'beam me up, Scotty' myself." Terra added with a small smirk.
Suddenly, all seven heard the cell door unlock once more. Light flooded painfully into the shadowed prison as all seven pilots shielded their eyes against the searing brilliance. When their eyes had adjusted somewhat, they looked up to see a tall, shadowed form fade into visibility against the blazing backdrop.
"So," Mused a feminine voice from somewhere just outside the open door. "These are the Gundam pilots."
"We meet at last, mysterious warriors." Stated the silhouetted figure in the doorway.
"Treize..." Scowled Wufei. "We were just talking about you."
"Were you now?" He said, stepping into the cell. Following behind him were Zechs, Lady Une, and Fea bringing up the rear. "Well, so was I. In fact, I just came from an intriguing conversation with a friend of yours, Katrina. It was most informative."
"What have you done with her??" Terra demanded. "Where has she been taken??"
"She's under my protection; she won't be harmed." Zechs stated.
"So, which of you are the ones from the future?" Treize inquired. "It's only the original five that I want."
All seven pilots chose this moment to be completely silent.
"Those two. Terra and Marco." Fea said, pointing to the two young fighters. "The rest are the Gundam pilots of this era, sir Treize."
"Indeed they are. Wufei and I have met before, haven't we Wufei?" Treize probed.
"Next time we do battle, I will not loose, Treize." Chang challenged. "Of that, I assure you."
"Ever the fighting spirit, Wufei. And I couldn't help but notice a resemblance between you and this young man over here." Treize said, then looked at Marco. "Indulge me, young pilot; what is your full name?"
"Marco Wufei." Marco stated sharply.
"What do you intend to do to us, Treize? You're not the kind of person to just let his foes sit and rot." Heero stated, getting Treize's attention.
"That would be, of course, the reason of my visit." Treize paused for a long moment, then continued. "I admire you Gundam pilots greatly, admire your fighting spirit and the incredible, shall we say, power that you possess. On my way here my mind had not decided what I should do with such worthy adversaries; even after I myself, forgive me, engaged Marco Wufei using your breathtaking mobile suits, my thoughts had not yet settled upon a verdict. But now, after at last seeing you all face to face, I realize that only one option is truly available to me."
There was deathly silence in the room. It seemed as if the very power of life and death were held in Treize's hands. Fea waited patiently, slightly smirking in anticipation of the deadly verdict. Zechs and Lady Une were completely unemotional, neither's face revealing an iota of Treize's decision. As were Heero, Trowa, and Wufei, their disciplined training preventing them from showing any signs of any weakness in front of such a foe as Treize Kushrenada. Duo, Quatre, and Terra half-trembled, but forced themselves to hide the apprehension and fear they felt at that moment. Marco's eyes, however, were ablaze with focused fury as he glared at Treize.
Treize's response caught all seven off-guard, especially Marco.
"Who am I to end such an... 'endless waltz'? No, I could not bring myself to do away with such as yourselves. Zechs, get a prison guard to come and unlock these manacles; I'm letting the pilots go free."
"What?!! You're letting them go, just like that?!!!" Fea exclaimed, disbelievingly.
"Any objections to that?" Lady Une said, smirking at Fea with a 'C'mon, make my day' look.
"Sir Treize, consider what you're doing! You'll never get another chance to destroy them; take it now or you'll lose every chance of victory you ever had!"
"That's what makes you different from me, Fea. You seek material gain and power. I seek the heart and soul of battle itself. Even if I do eventually lose to these five warriors, I would never do myself the disservice of ending the battles now." Treize returned as Zechs motioned for a nearby soldier to give him his keycard.
"Treize! You're... you're ruining everything!!! I can't just stand by and let you do this!!" Fea blurted out. "You're practically giving them the future!!!"
"Perhaps... perhaps it's best kept in their hands." Treize mused thoughtfully as Zechs unlocked the manacles one by one. Treize then turned and looked at a very startled and rageful Fea Meroles. "Fea, I want you to give me the antidote to the virus. Now."
"Treize, you've lost your mind! They'll destroy you and OZ!!"
"I said give it to me." Treize requested as Une motioned for a few nearby guards to keep a watchful eye on Fea.
"No! I'm not letting you do this to my future!" She exclaimed, pulling out a laser pistol. The guards reached for their guns but Fea stopped them in mid-motion. "One wrong move and he's dead. Put your weapons on the floor, now."
The guards hesitated, then dropped their weapons with a loud 'clink' as instructed. Fea looked at Treize with rage in her eyes, her glare unmistakable in it's meaning. She gripped the weapon tightly and was about to say something when suddenly Heero shot out of the open cell and floored her with a spin kick. As she hit the floor, Une rushed over and grabbed a small veil out of Fea's left pocket, then flung it to Treize nano-seconds before Fea swept Une's feet out from under her and in one fluent motion was on her feet again. Zechs stepped in to face her, but Lady Une wasn't for done yet. Using her hands like a springboard, she backflipped off the wall behind her and caught Fea in the back with a kick of her own.
"Zechs, leave her to me." Une instructed sharply. "Just make sure you get that antidote into all the bio-Gundam pilots."
"Quick, follow me." Treize instructed, taking off down the hallways. Zechs, Terra, Marco, and the Gundam pilots decided to save the questions for later as they sprinted after Treize down the space station's corridors and hallways.
"Why are you helping us?" Chang demanded once they were out of sight of Fea and Une's fierce battle.
"Because the soul of battle lives in you Gundam pilots." Treize responded. "You may be, in some sense, my enemies, but what good is a predator without prey to hunt?"
"You consider yourself the predator?" Chang inquired.
"In some senses, yes. But a true predator wouldn't be letting it's prey go. Consider me your tester, and this game of deadly warfare the test. I suppose I just don't want the game to end."
"That's perfectly agreeable, under the circumstances." Chang stated as the group rounded a corner. Suddenly, Zechs turned and went down another corridor, likely to go get Katrina, leaving the others headed towards whatever destination Treize was leading them to.
"Treize, how did you know Fea would turn traitor?" Terra inquired from towards the back of the group.
"Her motives, from the very beginning, were in the pursuit of power. That's why she came to me and gave me no choice but to give her a position of power directly under myself. She sought power as if it was her only objective, but I realize that power has no power in and of itself. It's only when there is conflict that power, true power, has potency."
"She was going to try to take your position as leader of OZ, then destroy everything that could stand in OZ's path of total domination and iron-fisted control."
"I suspected as much. She threw power and position around as if it gave her total immortality. I suspected her greed for control could never be truly satisfied."
"Where are we going?" Quatre inquired.
"The medical facilities on this station should have everything nessasary to cure Fea's virus now that we have the antidote." Treize stated, suddenly slowing to a stop. "In here, quickly. I'll give the orders."
"We should get to our Gundams." Heero stated monotonously.
"You're safer with me. If you ran into that docking bay on your own you'd be shot down in minutes." Treize said, opening the door and rushing quickly inside.
"That's never stopped us before." Duo joked.

"Katrina, we have to go, now!" Zechs exclaimed, bursting into the room.
"What? What's going on??" She questioned unsurely, standing up.
"Treize has released the Gundam pilots, but Fea isn't taking it sitting down. If we hurry, we might be able to get to the medical bay before she does, but we have to go now!"
"I knew you wouldn't abandon me!" She exclaimed, rushing over and hugging him. Before Zechs had a chance to react she had grabbed his hand and the two were already racing out the door.

Ten minutes later...

"There, that should do it." Stated a doctor as he pulled the medical syringe gently out of Terra's arm. The doctor looked a bit frazzled, to say the least, but was following Treize's instructions nonetheless. "The antidote should completely eliminate the effects of the virus from here on in. It should be neutralized in less than five minutes."
"So good of Fea to make it work so quickly." Treize observed.
"She probably planned to use it on herself in case we used her own dirty tricks against her." Marco guessed. "Why else would she have an antidote around?"
Suddenly, the sound of a door bursting open was heard. Terra, Marco, and the others spun to see Zechs and Katrina enter, then quickly close and lock the door behind them. Both seemed out of breath, but upon spotting Terra and Marco Katrina quickly rushed over to them in exasperated surprise and relief.
"Marco?! Oh my gosh, I thought you were dead!" She exclaimed.
"Not yet, but if we're not careful we might be." Marco stated. "Quick, sit down so the doctor can give you the antidote."
Katrina didn't ask questions, and in less than two minutes the injection was in her system and doing it's thing.
It also only took Fea about two more minutes to find the medical bay. With one powerful kick she broke the mechanical door off it's hinges, sending it to the ground with a huge slam. In her hand she held a pistol that was likely from a guard somewhere that she'd knocked out on her way there, and she instantly leveled it at Treize. But before she even got a word out of her mouth Marco turned into a superhuman blur and knocked the gun clean out of her hands.
"I see someone's back to normal." She mused disgustedly. "It won't save you this time, Marco. This time I'll finish the job."
"Doubtful." Marco smirked. "We have you outnumbered ten-to-one, in case you hadn't noticed."
"Give it up, Fea; it's over, and you lost." Terra challenged.
"You're not the only one who never says 'die', Terra." She returned. In one swift motion she nailed Marco with a roundhouse kick and then leapt for her fallen gun.
At that moment, Zechs reached for his own pistol, and in one smooth motion aimed it at Fea and fired. The bullet pierced her chest just below her neck, sending her falling backwards from the force of it. She hit the ground with a sickening thud.
For half a moment, the entire medical bay was in total shock. Doctors hiding underneath tables looked out at the doorway to see Fea's limp and lifeless body. Treize, Zechs, and Heero remained emotionless at the sight, but the rest all seemed to look at the body in total disbelief that this was how it had finally ended, Fea killed by a single lethal bullet wound.
Several long moments passed in total silence.
Then the unbelievable happened.
"... Not a bad shot Zechs, not bad at all." Came the calm, toneless words from Fea's lips. "Unfortunately for you, I don't die easily."
At that, even Heero gasped in stunned disbelief. Fea picked herself up off the floor, wound still fresh just below the base of her neck, and picked the gun up and aimed at Zechs.
"Surprised? You should be. Even I was. You see, when that bullet contacted my skin, something strange clicked in me. And now, I know the truth." She stated with a malicious smirk. Everyone in the medical bay continued to stare at her in total fearful disbelief.
"Y-y-you're not Fea!" Terra exclaimed. "What are you??"
"Oh, dear sweet Terra, isn't it obvious? In fact, you're right, I'm not Fea at all. You see, now I know. Now I can explain why I, or should I say Fea, didn't die during that battle, that fateful battle. In truth, she did. But just before she did, I was born."
"What are you saying?" Zechs demanded.
"I suppose you never knew this, but Neo-OZ's technological advances were far beyond that of the New Earth Alliance in the areas of military power. I suppose you never knew that, because of the limited numbers of still-loyal OZ pilots remaining during Neo-OZ's rise to newfound power, Neo-OZ's first developments involved human cloning. Oh, but it went so much farther beyond cloning. For a long time I suspected, but now I know for sure. Now it all makes sense, at last it all really makes sense..."
"Is she sayin' what I think she's sayin'?" Duo exclaimed.
"Maybe not stronger, maybe not faster, but the bio-cell clone easily made up for that. Now I can see that I'm more than human. I'm part Fea, but more, so much more..."
"Just spill it already; what in the world are you?" Chang requested, almost sounding irritated. Fea gave him a cold look, but Chang didn't seem to care.
"A hybrid; human thoughts, appearance, and memories, but the rest of me is comparable to a bio-Gundam. Only I was engineered to be the perfect fighter, able to easily heal even the most lethal injuries. Almost all of Neo-OZ's pilots are like me, but none of them had the advantage of a bio-Gundam implanted into their arm. But enough talk! It's time for all of you to die."
Suddenly, a figure from in the corridor sprinted forward and slammed Fea in the back like a football player. The gun once more flew out of Fea's hand, and Trowa quickly scooped it up. Fea was quick to get up, but Une sent her flying into a rack of test tubes with a spin kick.
"Anyone ever tell you you talk to much, Fea?" Lady Une mocked as Zechs tossed her his sword. "Hybrid or no hybrid, I intend to kick your butt."
"You're welcome to try." Fea retorted, picking herself up from amongst the broken glass.
"We'd better get to our Gundams while we have a chance." Heero stated, and with that the group rushed off towards the docking bay, once more leaving Une and Fea to duke it out on their own.

Chapter 3- It All Boils Down to This

Ten minutes later...
The docking bay was abuzz with activity, engineers directing work crews on assignment, Leos cautiously patrolling the area, and soldiers guarding every doorway.
The place was completely prepared to repel any escape attempts by the Gundam pilots swiftly and efficiently. The one thing it wasn't prepared for, though, was that Treize would be with them. One of the many doors to the bay slid open and Treize, Zechs, Terra, Marco, Katrina, Heero, Trowa, Wufei, Quatre, and Duo all rushed into the bay, much to every soldier there's surprise.
"Prepare the Gundams for immediate launch!" Treize shouted in instruction to the masses of workers and soldiers. "I don't want anybody to get in the way of these pilots getting to their mobile suits, understood??"
"... Yes, yes sir!" Was the way-overused, if not hesitant, response from all across the bay. Treize then turned to face the Gundam pilots that stood behind him.
"Your weapons are on their way here, on my order. Hopefully Lady Une will buy us enough time to get all of you space-bound, but once you're out there expect her to come after you. Give me ten minutes once you take off, then destroy this station. There is to be no memory that you Gundam pilots were ever here."
"Don't think this means I'll go easy on you next time we meet, Treize." Chang stated.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Treize replied.
Three soldiers carrying the pilots' weapons arrived about two minutes later, and three minutes after that the Gundams were completely ready for launch. Zechs agreed to take Terra along in the Tallgeese, since Phoenix 01 wouldn't last five seconds in the void of outer space. Katrina and Marco quickly began activating their bio-Gundams, bio-cells once more expanding forth like a wave from beneath their right wrists, and in seven minutes everybody was ready to launch. Treize had long-since departed the docking bay, headed for docking bay one where the shuttle he'd arrived on was prepared and waiting for him, and now all eight mobile suits were shooting out of the docking bay as fast as they could.
"DeathScythe, Ol' buddy," Duo exclaimed as he throttled forward. "I'm not ever lettin' you outta my sight again."
"Don't make promises you can't keep, Duo." Trowa reprimanded. "Right now, let's just worry about making our getaway."

Fea rushed into the docking bay just moments after the Gundams had departed. Rage in her eyes, she immediately activated her bio-cell and six minutes later, shot out of the docking bay in hot pursuit.
"You think you've gotten away, but you haven't escaped me yet, Gundam pilots!" She shouted ragefully.

Treize and Lady Une watched from a distance as Omega 03 shot out of docking bay 3 and into open space, beam scythe ready in it's right hand. Treize's shuttle shot towards the stars quickly, it's thrusters sending it off towards earth from whence it had come.
"It's a shame to miss a fight like this, but I truly have no choice." He said remissly, staring out the window next to him. "Until we meet again, Gundam pilots."
With those parting words, the shuttle departed the scene of battle, leaving the future of humanity in the hands of eight fighters with a destiny beyond compare.

"Hey! What's goin' on here??" Gordon exclaimed as he rushed into the shuttle bay. "What's with all the rushin' around?? Hey! Where's da Gundams?!"

"You'll never win, Gundam pilots! I'll see to that!" Fea shouted as she leveled one clenched fist as the cluster of mobile suits. "Now to even the odds down some."
Without any warning, a massive surge of heat wave-like energy shot off of Omega 03's outstretched fist, flying at incredible speeds towards the Gundams, bio-Gundams, and Tallgeese. By now everyone had spotted Fea and were preparing to counter-attack, Marco and Katrina most of all. As the Gundams and Tallgeese dodged and darted to evade Fea's EMP Waves, Omega 07 and Spectrum 01 went to work, aiming blaster spheres at Omega 03 and opening fire. Fea was quick, impossibly quick in fact, so much that she dodged all but three of the neon-blue beams as she spun, darted, and ducked her way out from amongst the massive barrage. Katrina shot forward to meet Fea head-to-head, beam sabers and beam scythes meeting in swift and vicious clashes.
Fea reacted quickly when she realized Katrina was meeting and deflecting her every blow, activating her blaster sphere secretly and then opening fire on Katrina when she least expected it. The beam hit Omega 07 clean in the face, and while Katrina was distracted by the pain of that attack Fea leveled her with a kick to the chest. Suddenly, storms of bullets came flying down at Fea from above, and she quickly shot out of the way as she spotted them. DeathScythe and HeavyArms had made use of the time Katrina had bought to get into position for a full-out assault, their vulcan cannons sending out fierce clouds of glowing destructive power. Fea dodged repeatedly, then when she had a spare moment she nailed both Gundams with an EMP Wave.
"Duo! Trowa! Look out!" Katrina exclaimed, seconds before the near-invisible wave hit. Instantly, the eyes on both Gundams went dark and they seemed as if frozen solid in position, and DeathScythe's beam scythe instantly flickered and died out. Fea flew swiftly over to look both Gundams in the face.
"I'll finish off you two later." She mocked, then spun to block as Shenlong brought it's glaive down at her from above.
"Dad!" Marco exclaimed. "Watch out for her EMP Wave!"
"I can handle myself." Wufei retorted, exchanging blows and strikes with Omega 03.
"Dream on, old timer." Fea scoffed, hitting Shenlong with the same maneuver she'd used against Katrina, then knocking out the Gundam with a point-blank range EMP Wave. "Three down, three to go."
"Don't forget about us!" Katrina shouted as she and Marco shot into action, blaster spheres aimed straight at Fea.
Suddenly, a pair of steel-grey discs from apparently nowhere nailed Omega 07 and Spectrum 01 in the backs, exploding on contact with the two bio-Gundams. Fea turned to see a neon-green shuttle with red streaks flowing from the nose as far back as the wings headed in the direction of the battle. Without warning a swarm of discs shot out from the underside of the ship, aimed straight at the remaining two Gundams and the Tallgeese. Zechs and Heero managed to shoot down the discs that got close enough to do damage, but Quatre wasn't so fortunate. A disc found it's way behind Sandrock and then suddenly fired off a heat wave-like burst of energy, hitting Sandrock without any chance to dodge. Sandrock's eyes went dark as the mobile suit hung there in space, frozen solid.
"What are you doing here; I don't need any help!" Fea exclaimed. A minute or so later the shuttle's cargo bay doors burst wide open and an all-black mobile suit with one set of arms from a Leo, a second set from an Ares mounted on it's shoulders, the legs of an Ares, and the torso of a Leo burst out of the cargo bay. It held in one of it's Leo hands a huge dobergun, and the other hand seemed to have been replaced with a gatling gun, and on it's shoulders next to the Ares arms were mounted two large missile pods loaded to the brim. The ship was practically as black as night itself, and it was almost difficult to see against the star-speckled backdrop.
"Hey, nothin' personal, Ms. Meroles, but I ain't about to lose my reputation as the Gundam-buster, not after all I's went through to help ya catch em' in da first place. Besides, you're still outnumbered and it looks like you've taken a couple 'a hits, an' I can't wait to show off just what Deathblow can do."
"Fine, you want to help? Deal with Wing and Spectrum. I'm going to finish off Katrina and Zechs." Fea instructed.
"Whatever yous' says, Ms. M." Gordon said as he aimed his weapons at Wing and Spectrum 01. "Now I'll prove what Deathblow can really do, by frying yous two!"
"Yeah, sure you will." Heero scoffed in a monotone voice.
"It's all about revenge for you, isn't it Fea?" Zechs stated in challenge. "To you, the only important things are power and revenge."
"Not entirely true, but right now they're both top priorities. Certainly OZ will soon see that I am the key to their total victory, especially after I bring them the Gundams' heads, and then they'll gladly depose Treize and instate me to lead." Fea returned, aiming her beam scythe at Zechs. "And all that stands in my way now is you four, and I won't have any mercy on you, Zechs."
"You leave him out of this, Fea!" Katrina challenged, flying into position between Omega 03 and the Tallgeese. "It's me you want. You'll have to go through me to get to him."
"Katrina, step aside. This is as much my battle as yours." Zechs returned.
"But if you die, you'll both be dead." Terra reminded him. "Look, I want to go out there and fight alongside Katrina now just as much as you do, but if I did I'd be dead no question. I can understand your position, but now is the time to fight defensively, not offensively."
"As much as I hate to admit it, you're right." Zechs replied. The Tallgeese pulled out a beam saber and tossed it to Omega 07. "Alright, Katrina! Give her what's coming to her!"
"You got it, dad!" Katrina replied, her own beam saber ready as well. She and Fea glared at each other across the short stretch of void between them. "Fea, or whatever you really are, this ends now!"
"You're wrong; things have only just now begun!!" Fea retorted as Omega 03 and 07's beam weapons met in a fierce clash. Flashes of energy and light flared across the emptiness, then faded swiftly away and were quickly replaced as the two female champions met in life-or-death combat.
Meanwhile, Spectrum 01 and Wing were engaged against a foe with too much ammunition and ambition for his own good. Deathblow let loose with a storm of missiles and micro missiles, scoring clean hits on Wing and Spectrum accompanied by a huge cloud of explosions. Heero braced himself as blast after blast hit Wing in the chest, legs, or arms, the cockpit shaking violently all around him. Marco wasn't doing too much better, Spectrum 01 getting huge, open, 'bleeding', burn-scarred craters everywhere that a missile struck and exploded. Suddenly, from amidst the blinding cloud of explosions, two snake-like long black steel cables with claw-like devices on the open ends shot out of nowhere and clamped onto Wing and Spectrum 01's chests. Instantly, a massive surge of electrical power shot through the conduits straight into both mobile suits, causing Marco to scream in sudden pain as electricity surged through both mobile suits with violent fury.
"Haha!" Gordon scoffed as the explosions cleared, electricity still surging through the tazers. "Now ya see the true power 'a my genius! You little pukes don't stand a chance now dat I got ya where I want ya; you're as good as gone for!"
"Wanna bet on that?" Heero inquired calmly.
"Wha-! No way!" Gordon exclaimed as Wing ripped the tazer out of it's chest, leaving only a few small scratch marks. "Dis,... dis isn't happenin'!"
"Gundanium doesn't conduct electricity." Heero stated as Wing shot towards Deathblow, tazer in hand. "But I bet titanium and steel do."
With one swift movement, Wing thrust the tazer into Deathblow's armor so hard it left an opening to Deathblow's internal mainframe. Gordon's death scream resounded, flickered, and became nothing more than static as electricity surged through Deathblow's systems, huge showers of sparks erupting left and right from beneath the armor plating. An internal explosion sent the entire right shoulder flying off, and Wing took the moment to release it's hold on the tazer, cut Spectrum free of the tazer holding it with one swipe from it's beam saber, and then in one solid motion sliced Deathblow in half from the head downward. Electricity surged within the explosion and died out just as suddenly, the cold void instantly swallowing the fiery combustive blast. Heero nodded in approval, then turned to see Spectrum pull up alongside it.
"You OK?" He inquired. "It looked like you got electrocuted pretty badly back there."
"I'll survive. I guess Gundanium isotope 3-infused bio-cells aren't electric-proof. Besides, if I died that easy, I'd have to fork my Bio Red Comet title over to you." He joked. "Out of curiosity, if Gundanium doesn't conduct electricity, how is it that Fea's EMPs work against you guys?"
"Probably gets in through the joints and then spreads as far as it's electro-magnetic charge can before running out of power. But this is no time for a science lesson." Heero stated, Wing turning towards the fight of Fea Vs. Katrina. "What do you say we do some damage?"
"I'm in. Let's kick some butt."
Fea and Katrina battled fiercely, neither surrendering an inch to the other despite the numerous wounds and injuries the other had dealt them. Fea's double-bladed beam scythe slashed and swung at Omega 07 over and over again, each time coming closer and closer to tearing open the bio-Gundam; Katrina fought back with the two beam sabers in her hands flashing across the field of battle in smooth, swift, well-calculated strikes and blocks. Fea had the advantage in pure power, but Katrina fought to land a well-placed slash or jab.
Suddenly, a blur of blue and black sent Fea's beam scythe flying out of her hand. She spun to discover that, during her battle against Katrina, Spectrum 01 and Wing had eliminated Deathblow and were now focusing their efforts on her. Katrina swung wide, but Omega 03 dodged with a sudden dash upward.
"Clever, very clever. But I have not yet begun to fight. Now I'll show you all what I'm really capable of." She scoffed as static-blue electricity flared on Omega 03's fists.
"Watch out; she's gonna use Omega Shock!" Marco warned, but by the time he did it was too late. Lightning-like blasts of phasing neon-blue and neon-green energy rippled off Omega 03's armor-like body, flaring violently about in the void. Bolts struck Spectrum, Omega 07, Wing, and Tallgeese with violent fury as the four mobile suits and their pilots raced to escape the storm of prevalent death. Spectrum 01 took several sudden direct hits to the chest, sending fried bio-material spiraling into the void like someone's freeze dried, unwanted lunch, and Spectrum 01 suddenly went limp as one blast caused him to drop his quickly-vanishing beam saber.
"Marco!!" Katrina exclaimed, dodging blasts to push her friend out of the way of the violent storm. Unable to decelerate without becoming a target herself, she was forced to slam into Spectrum 01 shoulder-first, the impact sending both spiraling uncontrollably out of the energy storm.
"Zechs! Quick! Shoot at Fea now!!" Terra prompted with urgency. Zechs didn't need an explanation; leveling his dobergun, he fired off repetitive huge, thick beams at the bio-Gundam surrounded in the thick corona of lightning-like firepower. The first dobergun blast was vaporized quickly by the field of destruction, but seemed to weaken it enough for the second to break through, striking Omega 03 squarely. Blast after blast found it's mark, sending the energy-surrounded bio-Gundam tumbling about haphazardly. Heero took Zech's cue, leveling his own buster rifle at Omega 03 and opening fire. The combination of the two constant streams of energy blasts created blinding explosions as they hit their target, so strong that Omega 03's form was almost invisible against it's brightness. Katrina, regaining her equilibrium, leveled her own blaster sphere at the silhouette, raining down thick beams of blue energy upon the near-shrouded target.
Explosions rocked the outer space as shocked and frantic soldiers from 907-B looked on in near-horror at the battle raging just beyond their defensive lines. Suddenly, one huge explosion erupted from amongst the others, expanding with tidal-wave fury outwards in all directions, sweeping past the Tallgeese, Wing, Spectrum, Omega 07, and the disabled Gundams with such force that it hit them like a shockwave and tossed them violently about.
Terra clung tightly to the back of Zech's pilot chair as the two of them, as well as Heero, Duo, Chang, Quatre, and Trowa were thrown about mercilessly inside their respective cockpits. The gas-cloud-like explosion blossomed outward, then almost like it was a single fiery breath it collapsed in on itself slightly and then faded into oblivion. Within where the explosion had been now floated small clouds of bio-material, and as the Tallgeese's systems restabilized from the force of the shockwave, Zechs and Terra breathed a relieved sigh. It was over. Suddenly, almost without warning, it was at last over.
"Can we be certain she'd dead this time?" Zechs inquired of Terra.
"This time, there's no questioning it." Terra responded. "Firing at her while she was using Omega Shock triggered an implosion in her energy nodes that slowly spread through the rest of Omega 03's systems. In short, she's not coming back this time."
"Then there's only one more thing for us to do here." Heero stated calmly, leveling his buster rifle at the station. "Just like Treize said; no trace that we were ever here."
Heero fired off several thick beams at the station, each striking with impressive accuracy. After only a couple of blasts explosions blossomed on the station's outer surface, then with a few more blasts the entire research station became nothing more than a quickly fading ball of raging inferno. After ten minutes, there was only debris where the station had once stood.
It was, at long last, nearly over.
"Hey, a little help here?" Duo's voice came in, along with jumbled static. "How long until this EMP thing wears off??"

Location: Just outside earth's atmosphere
The next day...

Eight mobile suits entered earth's atmosphere in silence, a single massive heat shield from Spectrum 01 surrounding them all and protecting them for the re-entry. Atmosphere became a fiery blaze all around them as they hurtled towards the giant blue-green world below, a world so in need of peace but never seeming to be able to grasp it. As layers of life-giving oxygen shot passed them, it was almost hard not to wonder when so wonderful a planet would finally come to peace within itself and the humans it harbored would finally end the pointless disputes and senseless evil.
When, at last, would the fighting truly end?
'The kingdom of God suffers violence,' Terra thought to himself as Zechs piloted the Tallgeese alongside the other legendary mobile suits deeper towards that rich, living world below. 'And the violent take it by force. Not until the eons-old struggle between Heaven and the Abyss is finally put to rest will there be any peace. Not until, at last, comes the Prince of Peace.'
"So," Zechs inquired, without taking his eyes off the earth. "What will you do now?"
"Hopefully we'll be able to come up with a way to send my friends and I ten years into the future, to finish what we came here to do. After that,... who knows..."
"I didn't think you were the kind to do suicide missions." Zechs questioned. "Even if you do destroy all of Neo-OZ ten years from now, what then? You'd be trapped in the timeline unless you make certain arrangements."
"What did you have in mind?" Terra inquired.
"If you can construct what you need for time travel, have the Gundam pilots hide or bury it somewhere secure. Then, when you're done with your mission ten years from now, dig it up and use it to return to your own time. Hopefully, if everything works out, you'll be able to return to the era of peace you've fought for."
"God willing, I'll see you there." Terra said hopefully.

An hour later...

Father and daughter stood across from each other on the sandy beach, looking at each other for what might be the last time ever. Behind Katrina, with their backs to the rest of the island, were Heero, Trowa, Duo, Chang, Quatre, Terra, and Marco. Behind them stood the Gundams, proud and tall on the island despite some of the damages done to them during the battle against Fea, or whatever she truly was, and behind Zechs was the Tallgeese, equally strong and vigilant. The sun shown down brightly with an almost bittersweet hope in it's rays as father and daughter silently said their goodbyes with a hug and a 'take care of yourself' glance.
"Terra," Zechs said, getting Terra's instant attention. "Take care of my daughter for me. She may have my flare for battle, but try to keep her safe nonetheless."
Terra nodded slowly in silent acknowlagement.
Zechs remained still for a moment, then slowly turned and made his way back to the Tallgeese, his dark cape and long white hair blown gently by the ocean's breeze as seagulls chirped and squawked. Katrina turned with effort from Zechs, turning around to rejoin the seven pilots whom had become her closest allies and strongest friends.
"Let's get started."

Chapter 4- Operation ArchAngel

Location: Abandoned colony; colony 2056-MZ in the L1 cluster
Several weeks later...

Omega 07, Spectrum 01, and a Tauros mobile suit manned by Terra slowly finished the delicate tasks of arranging and putting together the energy towers and large, bulky energy batteries that would, at last, enable the completion of Operation ArchAngel. 2056-MZ's half-constructed surfaces loomed high above their heads, the double-wheel-like colony only half built and then abandoned several years ago. Bare steel and airlessness were the primary components of the colony, comparable in many aspects to a ghost town of the old west. Marco snapped the last tower carefully into place and with a sudden surging of powerful light, the towers practically ignited with electric-like energy. Just as quickly, the monestrous power fields combined at a single focal point, and a titanic and all-too-familiar vortex in time-space began to form.
"We'll have exactly three minutes once the vortex is fully formed, before it collapses." Katrina instructed as the roar of the vortex, even in the sound-consuming void of space, grew continually stronger and fiercer. "C'mon! We don't have much time to wait!"
Less than two minutes later, with the vortex at full stability and size, Terra, Katrina, and Marco took a step of faith and shot into the rift in time, vanishing inside just a minute before it began to collapse. With a mass shower of sparks and an explosion from within one of the truck-sized energy batteries, the vortex tore itself apart into millions of ribbon-like strands of still-glowing time-space, vanishing slowly like dying embers.
It was all or nothing now.

Ten years later...
Location: Somewhere within the asteroid belt

Energy weapons zipped past as Omega 07 and Spectrum 01 dove and darted towards the asteroid-turned-space station, returning fire as they went. The two were aptly quick enough to evade and dart around the blasts and beams, quick thruster-less maneuvers and razor-sharp reflex timing giving them the upper edge in this fight. This was the battle they'd been preparing themselves for for the last two months, and now that a second hope for the future was in sight they were giving it all they had. Terra, still in his heavily-upgraded Tauros, shot past mobile dolls with silent stealth, his homemade spectral hyper jammers rendering him almost undetectable even by tech standards of his own time. Besides, the station seemed far too busy dealing with Katrina and Marco to even have cared if they spotted a single Tauros on high-speed approach for the docking bay cluster on the far-side.
Squads of mobile dolls shot into action from the base as the fruitless laser barrage died out. The computerized destroyers immediately began shooting at Kat and Marco, dobergun blasts and buster rifle beams practically filling the visible stretch of outer space. Katrina and Marco acted like the trained warriors they were, Marco activating a wide- bubble-like defensive energy shield that guarded both him and Katrina while Omega 07's eyes started to glow with power. Beams bounced near-effectlessly off the shield, that is until Marco deactivated it and Katrina let loose a massive EMP Wave attack, rendering each unit it touched powerless and frozen. Beam saber materializing in it's right hand, Spectrum 01 finished off the remaining few while Omega 07 recharged and Katrina got her strength back from such a massive attack.
"You alright, Kat?" Marco inquired after he eliminated the last nearby mobile doll, a huge explosion erupting out from inside it's metal structure.
"Just a little winded; I'll be fine. It's Terra we need to worry about."
"Right; let's buy that hotshot as much time as we can." Marco said as he spun to spot another group of various mobile dolls headed in his and Katrina's direction from the asteroid base. Bio-Dragon Fang forming on his left hand, Marco took aim and let loose the long-range fury of his fire-like plasma burners. Neon-blue plasma, like as if one huge long comet, tore through the pack of mobile dolls with violent fury, eliminating anything and everything in it's range.

Terra had made it to the outside docking bay entrance undetected in the Tauros, but now abandoned the invisible mobile weapon and dawned a pressure suit, laser pistol, and his double-edged sword instead. Exiting the Tauros, he floated quickly over to the edge of the open entranceway and, after taking a quick glance inside, leveled the pistol unnoticed at the nearest guard. The pressure suit-wearing guard never saw it coming and before he knew what was going on Terra had already shot down the other three guards in the bay. Ignoring the ready-to-launch mobile dolls, Terra floated quickly over to the nearest entrance into the base and opened the door.
Six guards and an automated defense system later, Terra found himself in the middle of what looked like a colony gone 100% military. Mobile dolls were stationed almost every 1000 feet, and it appeared that the entire place was in a state of panic regarding the attack outside and rumors of possible intruders within the station. Terra quickly looked about from his vantage point and realized that his target was nowhere in sight. Perhaps, he thought, a better view is in order.

Mobile doll after mobile doll met it's demise at the ends of Marco and Katrina's swift beam sabers and deadly-accurate blaster spheres, so many explosions scattered across the airless battlefield that a passer-by in a shuttle might at first think they were stars. Marco drew his beam saber out of the chest of a space Leo, the Leo exploding instantly, and quickly spun to face six others that were programmed to want nothing more than to see Spectrum 01 floating about in a million pieces. Katrina was also facing similar odds, fighting multiple opponents at once with at least a dozen more coming up behind her. She shot off another, slightly smaller EMP Wave at the forces in front of her, then spun to face a pack of Tauros mobile dolls that had decided to use her for target practice. The mobile dolls fell by the handfuls but there always seemed to be three more to take the place of any fallen unit.
'Terra, please hurry!' Katrina thought to herself. 'I don't know how much longer we can keep this up.'

"It's a-a-a GUNDAM!!!" Exclaimed one soldier far below on the ground of the colony-like habitat sphere. Phoenix 01, blaster sphere materializing in it's hand and beam saber ready, shot forward through the air to swiftly slice apart a nearby Leo. Other nearby Leos opened fire, but Phoenix 01 made short work of them with several well-aimed beams from it's blaster sphere.
'Close, but not exactly.' Terra thought to himself as the alarm spread throughout the station. He slowly searched the area and finally spotted his target nearby. A single solitary building that he knew through pre-Operation ArchAngel intelligence-gathering missions contained the primary controls to the base's cold-fusion nuclear reactor. He quickly leveled his sphere. Once he destroyed that, reactor control would automatically transfer to the station's central command complex. If he could take both control areas out, besides the added bonus of cutting off all the mobile dolls from their command network, the station would self-destruct shortly after the primary and backup control areas were destroyed. This was the only chance he and his team had of taking out this base. He fired.

Katrina suddenly felt a painful blast of energy hit her from behind and spun to slice the offending Tauros in two. She didn't even get enough time to wince in pain before a Leo mobile doll took aim and hit her in the shoulder with a blast from a beam rifle. She charged up and let loose and Omega Shock attack, tearing to shreds every mobile doll in a 600 meter radius of her before her energy nodes exhausted themselves and the lightning-like attack died away.
The one admirable quality mobile dolls possess is their inability to give up for even a second during battle. Just as soon as the deadly Omega Shock died down, the mobile dolls had locked onto Omega 07 and were once more opening fire with hive-mind strategy guiding them.

With the reactor control building totally destroyed, Terra quickly deactivated Phoenix 01 and started making his way to the command complex on foot. Becoming a super-human blur, he shot past squads of armed soldiers so fast they barely even saw him, and by the time they did he was already out of sight. With surprise still on his side, he was able to get halfway to the command complex before a wall of soldiers suddenly had assembled in his path. He dodged the lethal swarm of bullets behind the wall of a nearby building, then before the soldiers had time to react was suddenly on top of the building shooting down guard after guard with his energy pistol. He'd eliminated about half the squad before the remaining soldiers took aim and were shooting at him again. He ducked the barrage of bullets, then swiftly leapt down behind the building and re-emerged behind the clueless guards. He moved as fast as he could and was out of sight of the soldiers before any of them could realize that their target wasn't firing any more.
The entrance to the command complex was guarded by two Tauros mobile dolls, which Terra managed to sneak past without difficulty. It was what awaited him within the entrance that posed a true threat.
Necros.
I've been waiting for you, Terra. The synthesized voice stated as Necros brought his wrist blades to bear. This time, you're on my territory, so this time, you lose!
Terra didn't have time to waste on talk. He holstered his pistol and drew out his sword in readiness for combat. Suddenly, though, a powerful light nearby drew his and Necros's instant attention, Necros shielding his eyes as if in pain. Terra, however, could look straight at the light and the armor-wearing figure who stood at the very center of the corona of power. He gasped; it was the same girl from his battle against Necros in Israel, only now instead of a beautiful long dress she wore intense, beautifully-crafted white armor that seemed almost as if it was made of sunlight itself. She stepped forward, a trim double-edged sword of pure white energy in her hand.
"No, Necros. This time, you lose." She stated, voice as breathtaking as Terra remembered it to be. She turned her gaze from Necros to Terra. "Quickly, accomplish your task. I will fight this battle. Know that the Lord goes with you, son of Adam."
Terra, awestruck, nodded slowly. Necros suddenly lunged desperately at him but in the blink of an eye the angel's holy blade got in Necros's way and in seconds the two were deadlocked in fierce combat. Terra took this as his cue and bolted past the combatants, barely dodging a half-clumsy swipe from Necros as he ran, and shot off down the corridors.
The command room for the station was double-vault sealed, blast doors covering and blockading the only entrances into the chamber. Terra had expected such resistance and, with a little remodulation, turned his laser pistol into a crude grenade and hurtled it at the door. He ducked out of the way as fiery explosion filled the hallway with a massive roar, and when the smoke cleared he drew his sword into readiness for combat and rushed inside, smoke from the explosion quickly cloaking about him. He swiftly and dealt with the few guards stationed inside and, without giving the multiple techs and officers so much as a second look, rushed over and thrust his sword into the set of controls that he knew regulated and operated the reactor. Quickly drawing it out again, he didn't even have time to sheathe his sword before the entire control console exploded. He barely ducked out of the way and when the explosion died away he stood, sheathed his sword, and faced the officer who appeared to be in charge.
"I have a message from God for you." He stated calmly as the semi-aged man looked at him fearfully. " And the message is this: next time you think about attacking earth, remember what you have seen today. Now, I'd recommend get off of this station before it explodes, if you value your lives." He said, looking briefly about the room. "Oh, and if you ever even think about attacking the future of humanity again, remember that there are more like me out there ready to stop you."

Suddenly, to Katrina's overjoyed relief, the mobile doll army all about her became still and unmoving, not a single unit firing a shot. She knew what this meant, and she knew that, at last, Operation ArchAngel was on the edge of success. Marco also paused to jokingly punch a nearby mobile doll, sending it tumbling in zero-G.
"You know, that Terra sure is something." He stated.
"Yeah, he sure is." Katrina replied.
"So, when he gets back, are you gonna finally tell him?" Marco inquired with a teasing tone in his voice.
"Tell him what?" Kat questioned, sounding like she knew what Marco was talking about but was too embarrassed to admit it.
"Kat, c'mon, you know what I'm talking about. Duo told me while we were still back on earth ten years ago." Marco informed. "Look, there's no good reason not to tell him. I mean, you can fight off armies of mobile dolls tirelessly despite impossible odds, but you can't tell a guy you've been through thick and thin with that you like him?? Kat, just tell him; it won't be the end of the world."
"Duo told you?!!" She exclaimed. "I don't believe him; the nerve!!"
"If you don't tell Terra, I will." Marco teased.
"You wouldn't!"
"I would." He returned matter-of-factly.

The guards of the base were far too busy heading for emergency escape shuttles to even notice as Terra headed towards the docking bays like a superhuman blur. Within ten minutes he had made it back to the bay where his invisible Tauros waited just outside. Checking the seals on his pressure suit, he opened the door to the bay and floated back to where he knew the modified Tauros awaited him. Once inside, he dis-engaged the spectral hyper jammers and shot forward to join up with Marco and Katrina. The threesome watched at a distance as numerous shuttles and a few scattered Leos fled from the base, only minutes before an explosion from the core of the asteroid-built space station forced it's way violently outward, blossoming into the deep of space and casting a blinding light across the entire area, then slowly faded as the cold void swallowed the fiery fury.
For a long time, none of them spoke. With Neo-OZ's starting space station destroyed, along with the entire Neo-OZ mobile doll army, the future had a chance at peace. Terra looked out at the fleeing remains of the future's darkest nightmare and somehow, inexplicably, knew that it was over. Operation ArchAngel was a success. OZ would not rise from it's ashes. The future, and the once hopelessly-gone lives of over 90 billion people...
... were, for the moment, safe.
"It's over." Terra said, speaking to no one. "It's finally over."
"The future is safe." Katrina added.
"No, not safe." Marco remarked wisely. "But the future now has another chance to choose life, not war, not evil."
"... C'mon, guys. Let's go home."

Location: Abandoned colony; colony 2056-MZ in the L1 cluster
One week later...

It was there, just as they remembered it. 2056-MZ, a project doomed to incompletion until AC 239, still floated lifelessly in space, orbiting high above Jupiter. Still, just as it had been ten years ago, was the time-traveling vortex emitter. One giant energy battery's broken shell floated slightly above the bare steel surface, signs that it had exploded after the vortex's last use evident by the small shards of debris floating gently about nearby it.
"Will we be able to get it to work without the fifth battery?" Katrina inquired.
"That's why we brought some extra parts, including a pair of energy batteries. We'll check the equipment, then replace what needs to be replaced and head for our own time." Terra stated from within his custom Tauros.
Just as they were about to set to work, blinding other-realmly light flooded the area with such strange intensity that it made them all gasp in sudden surprise as they spun to locate the source. To everyone's surprise, a beautiful girl with long, brilliant white hair, pupil-less eyes, and wearing an extremely long white robe appeared at the center of the super-nova like brilliance.
Her words, voice, and message were breathtaking.
"Well done, good and faithful servants. Now, enter the world God has prepared for you."
Spiritual light consumed the area, the entire colony in fact, and when it faded there was no trace of the angel, the time-traveling tech, the Tauros, or the bio-Gundams.

Meanwhile, the time-space continuum suddenly began to shift on it's axis as history, events, and lives all suddenly underwent preparations for drastic changes.

Location: Somewhere just outside earth's orbit
Forty years in the future...

The ArchAngel Seti floated silently and invisibly just above the living blue-green spherical world below, a silent operative of another universe with a holy mission to fulfill. Below her was a world devastated by a war which had cost over 90 billion human beings their lives, a world filled with the enduring effects of chemical warfare, countless mass battles, and even tactical nuclear strikes. Below her was a world in turmoil, brother pitted against brother because of the curse brought upon by Cain, of misery and suffering too numerous for a human mind to truly comprehend, and a world where people's hearts are so hard that no one can see that it is not God who brought this apocalypse down upon them.
In fact, it would now be by God's decree that all of this turmoil would be undone.
All it took was a command, a proclamation to this fallen world to, for the moment, taste of the healing that it cried out so desperately for. True, in the fullness of time there would still be wars and rumors of wars, but all things eventually would come to an end and Christ's return would arrive neither early or late, but on the very moment of divine destiny.
"Hear, O earth! Arise, depart from your mourning and taste of life abundant! For the LORD has decreed that the day of His wrath upon His foes has ended, and now the year of His favor has arrived! Rise up, ye souls who's time to die had not yet come! Arise, you who are brokenhearted! Arise! Arise! For the year of the favor of the LORD has come!!"
And just as she spoke, the transformation began. Oceans filled with unbearable disease were restored to fresh, crisp, clean waters thriving with life, rainforests crushed and burned by nuclear weapons regrew in an instant, alive and teeming with birds and animals of every kind. Continents blasted into crumbled fragments of what they used to be suddenly returned to their original condition seamlessly. Whole cities of people appeared all across the globe, houses and other buildings not only restored but also somehow different in accordance with the new timeline.
Seti nodded approvingly and, hey eyes ablaze with the instruction and guidance of God Eternal, she turned her gaze to the star-speckled void all about her.
"You too, O void; arise, says the LORD your God! Relinquish your slain in accordance to His declaration! Let your habituations return, and let the warfare you once harbored cease to exist. Arise! Now is a time of great restoration; arise therefore mightily!!"
Just as Seti had spoken it, colonies all across the open plain of outer space reappeared and rematerialized, their populations and components also returned to the way it would be had the war never erupted. For now, in this timeline, it never had. Seti saw that all in space was now just as the Lord had commanded that it be: once again filled with human colonists and manmade colonies that drifted in accurate alignments throughout the solar system. Both the earth and outer space obeyed the declaration without objection, because it was the Spirit of God who was both orchestrating and implementing these awe-inspiring changes.
One thing, however, remained. One last declaration. Seti once more turned to face the earth. Now, instead of a powerful voice of triumph, hers was the song-filled voice that had touched Terra's soul when the two had encountered in Israel.
"Now, in accordance to the will of God, let Terra Zio, Katrina Peacecraft, Marco Wufei, and Fea Meroles be returned to this time. They will not remember what has occurred, but will still have with them the mark of their journey and the strengths it gives them. It is so because the Lord has said that by the courage of Terra Zio, Katrina Peacecraft, and Marco Wufei, all chosen children of Adam, has given both earth and space a second chance, and their obedience new life to many. Fea Meroles also shall be restored, because hers was a life who's time had not yet ended. Hers will be a pure heart and a clean mind, and she also will have the mark of the journey. . . . . . , now... ARISE!!"

Location: the Sanct kingdom, the Peacecraft School for Pacifism
Fifty years after Gundam Wing, the year A.C. 247...

It was Fea's first day going to such a prodigious school, and her nervousness only made the knot in her stomach tighter. Letting the facts speak for themselves, she had no idea why she'd received the scholarship for this high-up school in the mail several weeks ago, and understood even less why it had also come with both airline tickets to get her to the Sanct kingdom and assurances of an on-campus apartment. Her parents weren't big, important people, her father working in mobile suit development in the US and her mother a stately businesswoman in a large firm; respectable jobs, but meager in comparison to the kind of parents the average student at PSP probably had. Her taxi dropped her off at the gate and after showing the gatekeeper her invitation she was ushered into a large, beautiful white limo where none other than Mrs. Relena Yuy awaited her.
The knot in her throat just kept on getting bigger as she took a seat in the spacious limo and the car started off towards the school. Relena sat across from her and immediately greeted Fea with a gentle smile. Fea smiled back tensely, hoping to hide her nervousness as best she could.
"You must be Ms. Fea Meroles." Relena stated warmly. Fea nodded and Relena continued. "I've been hoping to meet you for a long time. Allow me to be the first to welcome you to PSP."
"Thanks, I appreciate that." Fea said, shaking Relena's hand.
"Excuse me if I sound rude, but may I see your right wrist?"
"Uh, I suppose." Fea said, feeling slightly awkward. She held out her right wrist to Relena, revealing a seed-like small green bump just barely poking out above the skin. Relena took a look at it and nodded, motioning for Fea to put her arm down. Fea decided to voice her question. "It's a birthmark. Out of curiosity, why did you want to see my wrist?"
"Well, there's a great deal of fascinating history behind that birthmark." She said, smiling slightly. "In fact, we have three other students here at the school with surprisingly similar marks on their wrists as well."
"Is that the reason you granted me the scholarship to your school?" Fea inquired, not quite sure what to make of this situation in light of this strange new information.
"Only fractionally." Relena reassured. "Ms. Meroles, I wholeheartedly believe in the potential difference that one single person can make in the scheme of history. That's why I extended you the scholarship. Believe it or not, you have friends in high places who are looking out for your welfare."
"But I still don't understand why I got a scholarship, much less how you seem to know so much about me."
"The reason behind your scholarship is the same behind every scholarship: I see great potential in you. The rest will all make sense when the time is right."
The limo pulled up to the steps leading to a massive building and both Relena and Fea stepped briskly out. Students nearby all looked on curiously as Relena escorted Fea over to a group of three students who almost appeared as if they'd been awaiting Fea's arrival. They were all about Fea's age, and they all greeted her with polite smiles. One was a tall Chinese guy with strong muscles, a rather dark complexion, jet-black hair, and golden eyes. Next to him was a girl with surprisingly long blond hair, stone-like green eyes, and a warm, friendly complexion, and next to her was a semi-muscular looking handsome guy with deep-set ocean-blue eyes, red hair, and a smile that caught Fea's instant attention. Relena made introductions as the others greeted her warmly.
"Fea Meroles, I'd like you to meet Marco Wufei, Katrina Marquise, and Terra Zio, the group of students I told you about. Everybody, meet Fea Meroles, the newest student to receive a surprise scholarship."
"She does that pretty often." Marco joked. "In fact, Terra here got his surprise scholarship while he was doing part-time colony maintenance out at L3."
"Hey, I'm from L3." Fea smiled warmly and laughed slightly. "It looks like we have something in common."
"Hey," Katrina half-joked. "Keep your distance from my boyfriend."
"Oh, I didn't know he was already claimed." Fea laughed back. "Seriously, you all have the same birthmark that I do?"
"Well," Terra looked from Marco to Katrina, then back at Fea. "It isn't exactly a birthmark."
"It's kinda a long story." Kat stated.
"But they'll be time to tell it later." Relena stated. "Perhaps first you'd like to see the grand tour of PSP?"
"Would I ever. After all, I bet somebody could get lost in a place like this." Fea stated.
"C'mon, we'll show you around." Katrina offered as the group walked in towards the school.
"Out of curiosity, you did say your last name was Marquise, right? As in Zechs Marquise, the legendary mobile suit pilot?" Fea inquired as they walked.
"He tries not to think of himself as a legend." Katrina replied, looking off to her left. "In fact, there he is now." She said, waving to a figure amongst a group of people nearby.
Fea took one look at the group and her jaw dropped.
"No way! Is that... is that...??" She studdered as Zechs, Heero, Trowa, Duo, Chang, and Quatre walked over and joined up with them.
"Fea Meroles," Relena introduced. "I'd like you to meet Zechs Marquise, Heero Yuy, Trowa Barton, Duo Maxwell, Chang Wufei, and Quatre Winner. Gentlemen, Fea Meroles."
"How do you do, Ms." Zechs said cordially, then turned and looked at Katrina. "And how's my little girl?"
"Not so little anymore, dad." Katrina replied with a laugh.
"Y-y-yyou're the Gundam pilots!" Fea exclaimed.
"We were the Gundam pilots. Now, though, there's no more need for any of us to battle, so we try not to think of ourselves as soldiers anymore." Heero stated.
"Wise old saying:" Chang said, putting his hand on Marco's shoulder. "The man is nothing, the work is everything. What you do can help determine who you are, to a point, isn't that right Marco?"
"True, very true." Marco replied.
"I feel like a midget amongst titans." Fea said sheepishly. "I mean, Katrina is Zechs Marquise's daughter, Marco is Chang Wufei's son," She turned jokingly to Terra. "And who would you be related to? Any big names in your family tree?"
"Only if you trace it all back to Noah." Terra joked.
"Greatness isn't always determined by what you do or who's genes you have, though." Zechs stated, his hand on Katrina's shoulder. "Greatness has to begin as a posture of the heart."
"We just wanted to wish you the best at PSP." Trowa said, speaking for the group. "Who known, Ms. Meroles. You might just be the next great Gundam pilot."

(The End)
—The stuff I own!—

-Concepts-
bio-Gundams in general
Phoenix 01
Omega 07
Omega 03
Spectrum 01
Banshee-class mobile suit
Specter-class mobile suit
bio-cells

-My characters-
Prof. Nexus
Marco
Terra Zio
Katrina Marquise
Fea Meroles
The ArchAngel Seti

—Ryan's log, story #4—
This is where the Operation ArchAngel story ends, with a scene of redemption and second chances. But, remember that this isn't my last GW fic; I plan to work on a saga known as Hellfire Paradox, a kind of Gundam Wing end times deal featuring mostly just the original characters. It'll be kinda like Left Behind. Well, I hope you liked the fic. This is Ryan 'Da Edge' Edgerton, signing off!!

Duo: "Out of curiosity, you know how a bio-Gundam does everything the pilot does? What happens when the pilot sneezes?"
Terra: "Trust me, you don't wanna know."