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Hello, everyone! It's Asher here, hows everyone doing?

Me? Well as usual busy with work etc etc etc, you know.

Once again I'm thanking everyone for follow up and reading this story, I was afraid that this idea labeled as 'bullshit' since nobody has done it when I wanted to read it XD.

Now back to answering some question;

1) Isaiahcarroll968

- too OP? Ain't gundam series always OP for their debut especially kaboom everything in one hit? Besides, I can honestly say other stories, is even more OP than mine.

2) readerofgoodfanfiction

- Well not everyone can dive into cyberworld are a genius in IT, Asher is competent hacker back in his home since its GBF series, assume its AD century. Since SEED world is different, it's logical that the programming is different than AD. So Asher can't use very well on Cosmic Era computers, but in cyberworld he can hack it physically instead of programming.

3) Robo Reader 21

- I'm sure that in early chapter that Asher is not a very good gunpla builder yet as he's still a beginner in chapter 1. Despite being a customized gunpla, the quality is not top notch yet, so it's pretty still a prototype as Asher haven't fully tested his gunpla yet. Accord to GBF theory, the durability of the gunpla is depends on the quality of the parts.

4) LegionaireBlaze

- Seems like you figured out my co-writer idea hahahahah, but too bad there might be no Appmons but something else will do :p

Now then, lets get this started shall we? :v

As usual I didn't own anything just my OC

Enjoy!

Chapter 6: Junius Seven, Remnants of The Bloody Valentine.

# PLANT council meeting #

Rau and Athrun had arrived at their home, the PLANT colonies, home of Coordinators who wanted nothing to do with Earth. Both of them had to leave the pursuit mission of the legged ship as they needed to report their findings and also the destruction of Heliopolis at the council meeting in a moment.

Athrun was still wondering if his friend Kira will be alright and tried to figure out why would he, a fellow Coordinator, join up with the Earth Alliance, the ones responsible for the Junius Seven incident known as the Bloody Valentine. Those words reminded him of his deceased mother, who was one of the many victims of that abominable incident.

"We're here, Athrun." Athrun snapped out of his thoughts after hearing his commander, during their arrival, they had gone to a private room on board the shuttle headed for the PLANTS (specifically the council meeting). There, they met up with a middle-aged man with gray hair, and a stern look on his face. He was dressed in a long purple coat.

Giving the man salutes, Rau and Athrun stood straight. "We will be accompanying you. Your excellency, National Defense Ministry Chairman Zala," Rau said. The man they were addressing was Patrick Zala, a Chairman, member of the Plants Council, and Athrun's father.

"No need for formalities," Patrick said, with a wave of his hand. "You never saw me on this shuttle. Got that, Athrun?" he said.

"I understand, Father. Long time no see," Athrun said, his voice level as they took a seat.

"Needless to say, I agree with your opinion included in the report," Patrick said. "The problem is the fact that they've developed such advanced mobile suits," he continued before adding, "We'll ignore the part about the pilot." Much to Athrun's surprise. "I went ahead and deleted that section."

"Thank you very much. I was confident that you would make that decision," Rau smiled.

"Just think of the reaction if we told them a Coordinator was piloting that suit. It would only give the moderate faction something unnecessary to argue about," Patrick frowned. Something Athrun didn't seem happy about.

As if picking up on how Athrun felt, Rau added, "Also, wouldn't you also find it difficult to have your friend referred to as someone who switched sides to the Earth Forces, due to the report?"

"Uh...no, but…" Athrun stuttered slightly.

"The Naturals created a mobile suit that can perform that well even when piloted by a Natural," Patrick said, giving Athrun a stern look. "That is what we're reporting. Got that, Athrun?"

"Yes…" Athrun said.

"Furthermore, the unknown suit you encountered," Patrick frowned.

"Yes, the suit we've codenamed 'Knight-1'," Rau nodded.

"From your reports, it seems to outclass even the prototypes you've retrieved. It could definitely be a threat to us," Patrick nodded.

"As it was seen aiding the Legged Ship, it is safe to assume it was another suit built by the Naturals in secret," Rau nodded.

"Damn them," Patrick snarled. Honestly, neither he nor Rau really believed that it was made by the Earth Alliance. From what little was seen, it seemed to be even more advanced than the GAT series which were already beyond the standard ZAFT Mobile Suit. Not that it mattered to them anyway. Whether it really was made by the Naturals, or if its pilot may or may not be a Coordinator too was irrelevant to their agenda.

# Archangel #

Asher frowned as he looked over the clipboard he had. Even after all that trouble they went through in Artemis, they had gotten absolutely nothing out of it other than bad memories, and in Kira's case, a case of heartache. 'So glad I left that last surprise,' Asher thought with a devilish smirk.

Back in what was left of Artemis, everyone was quite literally tearing their hairs out. The reason?

"NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN!" For the last 5 day, that infernal song has been blaring full blast in every and all comm system in the base. Furthermore, for some reason, nobody could get it to stop, short of shooting any audio devices till they were swiss cheese.

It was probably a good thing they were in space, cause nobody could hear them scream as the song was doing its best to drive them mad.

"By now I bet those jerkasses are tearing their hairs out," Asher grinned evilly. That program he left would leave the song playing for a week straight. Maybe once it was over that commander will think twice before he starts pulling tricks on people next time.

The people around him were backing away from Asher after seeing his devilish grin and the dark aura that appeared around him as he cackles.

"Y-you okay there kid?" Murdoch asked...from behind a stack of crates.

"Oh, everything's fine, old man," Asher 'smiled'. It was probably a smile Murdoch would never forget for the rest of his life on account of seeing it in his nightmares. "I just left our 'friends' back in Artemis a little surprise."

Everyone wisely decided to not ask about it. They remembered the look Asher had gotten when he heard what happened to them in Artemis (while he was stuck in a cleaning closet). Suffice to say, they couldn't say they were against general the idea, though. Sometimes, they wondered if the culprit behind that bizarre song was Asher...before everyone quickly shook their heads at the silly idea. After all, this was Asher Valentine. The kid could barely use the door controls, let alone hack an entire fortress.

"But more importantly…" Asher frowned looking down at the list he had.

"Yeah...we didn't get any supplies," Murdoch agreed. As it was right now, they were getting dangerously close to running out. And that...would be very bad. But the worse is that….the most important things are going to run out soon, and that is water.

Asher chewed slowly on the meal. As it was, the food wasn't TOO bad of an issue...but they definitely didn't have enough for anything beyond 2-3 meals per day. Heck, each meal was accompanied by only 1 small glass of water. "This sucks…" he said, referring to the current situation.

"Yeah...I hear ya," Kuzey agreed, right as Tolle made a joke in bad taste, pretending to choke and need water.

"Not funny, man. Our water supplies are pretty much empty, and you're making a sore throat joke?" Asher deadpanned. He normally had more tolerance on jokes, but after a good week of seeing the dwindling supplies, especially water, he had no humor for that kind of joke.

Tolle looked at him sheepishly, remember just who they were talking to. "Sorry. Guess it must be tough having to help keep track of the supplies and stuff."

"Not really," Asher admitted. "It can't be any harder than what you guys have to do. At least supplies don't try to kill me," he joked slightly, earning a few small chuckles. That is, except for Kira who seemed to be more focused on his food. Though he wasn't eating.

Seeing that Asher sighed. Ever since Artemis, Kira had pretty much withdrawn into his 'shell'... Oh well, time to go break it. "Okay Kira, this has gone on long enough. Ever since Artemis you've been in your shell, and I'm pulling you out," Asher said. "So enough with the emo stuff and tell us what's bugging you already. I don't need to be a Coordinator to figure it out and neither do your friends. They're really worried about you, you know," Asher said...right before motioning to the other surprised teenagers to 'help me out here'.

Tolle was the first to get it. "Yeah, he's right. You haven't been talking to us much ever since Artemis. Come on, Kira. We wanna help you too."

Miriallia and Kuzzey both nodded in agreement at that.

Kira blinked in surprise at that. "Do you really want to know?" he sighed.

"As sure as I'm gonna use this sledgehammer if you don't stop being all emo on us," Asher grinned.

"Sledgehammer?" Tolle, Miriallia, and Kuzzey blinked...right before they realized that yes, Asher actually had a sledgehammer with him. "...where the heck did you get that?"

"The hangar obviously, why?" Asher said. If there was one thing he loved about near zero gravity, it made carrying stuff easier.

The three were about to argue more about why he brought a sledgehammer to the mess hall...but decided it wasn't worth questioning. It was times like this that made the crew wonder if Asher was slightly insane.

Kira just stared at the hammer, morbidly wondering if Asher was joking or if he was being serious. He wisely decided not to test it out. Besides, Asher had a point. He really wanted to get this off his chest. "Hey guys...do you think...I'm a traitor to the other Coordinators…?" he asked, his voice low.

"Huh?" the three of them blinked. Of all the questions they expected him to ask, this was not one of them.

"What makes you say that?" Asher also surprised as well, he thought the fighting was getting to him or trauma of being on a battlefield. He sure didn't expect the words of that jerkass baldy commanders to be getting to him.

"I was told at Artemis that I'm already a traitor the moment I helped the Earth Alliance….I've been thinking if it was true?" Kira said, his eyes on the table, and his voice heavy.

Asher frowned at that. "Kira, look at me," he said, to which Kira turned to him. "Kira...that guy was a douche," he said bluntly, earning a few snickers from Tolle before Miriallia lightly elbowed him. "What? You know I'm right. That guy had his men go and put everyone at gunpoint and tried to steal the ship and the Strike. I don't know about you guys, but that counts as a douche in my books."

"...he's not wrong," Kuzzey admitted.

"Thank you," Asher nodded at Kuzzey and back to Kira, "Let me tell you this Kira, be it Natural or Coordinators, the human race has a long history of betrayal. Heck, even that commander douchebag in Artemis is also a traitor towards his fellow Natural, cause he and his men stabbed us in the back for his own interest. So what he said is a load of bullshit if you ask me. Just because you help out in defending the Archangel by piloting the Strike against ZAFT doesn't make you a traitor by default! Heck, isn't the main reason you pilot the Strike is to protect your friends? Protect them, " Asher point towards Tolle, Miriallia & Kuzzey, "And those refugees from Orb! Hell, even myself!" he said...though inwardly he winced at the slight lie, seeing as nobody knew he was also helping with the protection of the ship...when it was needed.

"I'll say you're more of a hero than a traitor. Besides, he forgot one little thing when he called you a traitor," Asher said.

By now he had Kira's full attention, as well as that of his friends. Kira gave him a 'go on' gesture to finish his statement.

"You kinda need to have worked for the other team to turn traitor. Now correct me if I'm wrong, but you've never worked for ZAFT before, right?" Asher was grinning like a cheshire cat by now as he folded his hands with his legs crossed.

"No," Kira said, shaking his head.

"And there it is. Do you see any traitors around here? Nope, not one," Asher said as he made the show of looking around as if searching for the so-called 'traitor'. With his point made, Asher got up, carrying the sledgehammer which caused everyone including Kira slightly backed away.

"No worries, I'm not gonna turn any of you into a split watermelon. Time for me to smash- I mean work, before the old man starts nagging. Later, guys!" Asher waved his hand and head towards to hangar.

There was an almost pregnant pause after he left. "Well...guy gives one heck of a pep-talk, huh?" was all Tolle could say.

"Yeah...he does, doesn't he?" Kira nodded, a small smile on his face. It was...weird to have that kind of talk, but it worked. He sure didn't feel as bummed out as he had been since Artemis. Now if only he could get the other thing off his mind… "Do you think 'he' got out safely?" he asked.

"Who?" Kuzzey blinked.

"The white mobile suit," Kira clarified.

"Well...dunno really," Tolle said, scratching the back of his head. "But...considering he made ZAFT run away all by himself, I think it's gonna take more than an exploding fortress to keep him down."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Kira nodded.

"Don't you think it's weird that it suddenly appeared and disappeared the first time?" Miriallia asked, it's been bothering her for a while that she didn't detect any readings, it's like it appeared out of nowhere.

"Now that you mention it, it's really weird." Kuzzey wondered as well.

"Well, it seems like that mobile suits only appears when Kira is in trouble no? Does that mean he's your knight in shining armor, while Kira is the princess?" Tolle playfully elbowed Kira's stomach, which also earned a couple of snickered from Miriallia and Kuzzey as well.

"W-What are you talking about? Stop joking around, Tolle!" Kira said actually blushing in indignation. While he saw what Tolle was getting at, it was still way too embarrassing. Sure he wasn't a soldier, but this was too much.

"And how do you know it's a he? It could be a she?" Miriallia asked.

"Hahaha, it has to be a he! I mean we heard his voice right?" Tolle said.

"Frankly, the voice sounded obviously fake, it must be using those voice changer," Miriallia said

"Nope, definitely a guy!" Both Tolle and Miriallia continue bickered about the gender of the white mobile suit's pilot for some reason. Kira couldn't help but laugh at the scene in front of him, Kuzzey joined with Kira as well.

Not far from the mess hall, Asher heard the laughter and smiled a little. "Mission accomplished," he said giving himself a proverbial pat on the back. Those guys looked much better when they were happy. But he didn't have long to pat himself on the back, seeing as Murdoch was calling for him again. With a shrug, he quickly made his way back to the hangar...now he just needed to figure out how best to return the sledgehammer without anyone knowing...

# Inside Archangel bridge #

"Wait, we have a way to resupply? Out here?" Asher asked in disbelief. Turns out the reason Murdoch was calling was because Mu had an idea of how to deal with their supply problem. In fact, that was why a good number of the crew was gathered in the bridge.

"Get supplies...or rather take supplies," Mu said, right as a map was put on screen.

"Take supplies? Are we finally going pirate and steal from other ships? Arrr!" Asher jokingly asked while trying to imitate pirate dialect.

"Not in the slightest," Natarle said abruptly, shooting the boy a glare.

Sighing, Murrue decided to step in. "Our current course will be taking us to the debris belt, where debris from years of space exploration has gathered."

"And among the debris are also the remains of ships that have sunk," Mu said.

"Wait, you're not saying we're gonna take supplies from those ships right?" Sai said in alarm. A sentiment shared by his friends.

"Actually this is a good idea," Asher said. "Cause it's sad to say...we really need those supplies or we're going to be joining that belt as a mummy," he said, handing them a clipboard showing them the situation concerning the supplies. Their water, even with the rationing was practically non-existent, and their food wasn't doing too well either.

"Asher's got it right," Mu nodded. "We need those supplies or we're not gonna last."

"Once we're there, we'd like you all to help gather supplies using pods," Murrue explained. "Asher, could you help oversee the supplies to make sure we get enough?"

"No problemo, just give me a space suit with full oxygen tanks and a clipboard, I'm good to go." Asher gives thumbs up to Murrue.

"None of us are thrilled about this idea, but we really don't have any other choice," Natarle added, seeing the looks of doubt on the teenagers' faces.

"We're not looking for things others have lost, we merely want to take what we need in order to live," Murrue said, her voice sad as well.

In the end, the friends nodded their consent. No matter how they looked at it, it was either they do this or they all die. One dismissed, the volunteers and some of the Archangel crews getting ready themselves, trying to suppress the guilt from taking stuff from the deceased.

Once everyone had changed into their spacesuits, and prepare to take off. Asher went out first but he did something which was supposed to do in this situation. He claps his hands together and closed his eyes while bow down a little. "What are you doing? Kira asked.

"Hm? Since we're about to disturb some resting place in space, best we pay respect for the dead. You don't want to get curses from the deceased, trust me." Asher said

Kira blinked his eyes, "Are you superstitious? No offence, but there's no evidence that ghosts or curses exist."

"You will never know, Kira. You will never know. Karma is a bitch, Kira. Remember that." With that, Ashe took off into the space head off first. What's waiting for him at the space later is something he would never expected.

Meanwhile, at the PLANTS, the council had gathered together and were discussing the recent events, namely the destruction of Heliopolis.

Once the recordings were done, Rau began talking. "I believe you can understand from the course of events you just saw, that our actions were not intended as an attack on Heliopolis itself, and that the biggest reason for the collapse lies with the Earth Forces. That concludes my report," he said, giving a salute and returning to his seat. Once he did, a small argument arose amongst the council members with regards to the information, particularly with regards to the supposed involvement of Orb with the Earth Forces. However, it was short-lived as Patrick stood up and spoke.

"However, Commander Le Creuset...are the mobile suits of the Earth Forces really valuable enough to account for the sacrifices made to get them?" he asked.

Rau stood up at that. "To explain their marvelous abilities to you, I have one of our pilots with me who has not only piloted one of these machines but has also battled against the machine we failed to take," he said. "I request to have Athrun Zala report on this."

The council looked at the current Chairman, Siegel Clyne, who seemed uncertain but ultimately conceded. "I will allow Athrun Zala to report," he said.

With that Athrun stood up and moved forward. Giving a quick salute, the feed began playing recordings concerning the stolen GAT series as he began explaining them one by one starting with his own machine. Eventually, he got to the end of explaining the ones stolen and even explained a little bit about the Strike. However, once he was done, his father spoke up.

"Also, in the reports, you said something about another mobile suit that you encountered," he said.

Athrun nodded as the feed changed to show the few recordings of they had. The council was filled with murmurs as each member looked upon the image of the mysterious machine. Once the murmurs died down, Athrun began speaking again.

"This machine that we have codenamed 'Knight-1' appeared during an attempt to destroy the legged ship and if possible, capture the Strike," Athrun started, before the feed changed to show it with its sword revealed followed by images of its arm cannon revealed.

"In battle, its main armaments seem to be the sword and cannon that are mounted in its arms," he continued as the feed showed the Duel and Blitz losing limbs to the blade.

"The sword has proven capable of cutting through Phase Shift Armor with minimal difficulty, despite being a physical blade." he said, the murmurs getting higher in volume at that statement and with good reason.

"The shots fired from its cannon also seems surpassed even with the Buster's combined long-range beam cannon, which is the Buster's most powerful weapon and also believed that the Knight-1 armaments are able to pierce even the hull of a ship."

By now the tension was very thick. "Overall, its specs seem to completely outclass the stolen mobile suits, which themselves surpass our current mobile suit technology," Athrun concluded.

Once he was done, the council was in uproar.

"Damn those Naturals, to think they'd create something like this!"

"How long before they begin mass producing those units?!"

The arguments came. Unnoticed to the council, Rau gained a small smirk.

However, Siegel's voice cut through the chatter, having noticed something else. "Commander Le Creuset," he started. "According to the feed, that Knight-1 fought and easily defeated not just the stolen mobile suits but also several Ginn in a single strike. Yet if he was truly part of the Earth Forces, why did its pilot choose to spare your ship and the mobile suit pilots?" he pointed out. Of all the things he heard and saw, this was one detailed that continued to nag at him. Like a missing piece to a complex puzzle.

Rau for his part had to concede the man had a point. However, he had already thought of this and prepared a counter. "With all due respect, Chairman Clyne, I believe the reason for that is simple. The Naturals have always been jealous of us Coordinators. Knowing this, I believe this was merely a show of power. The pilot did not spare us, rather he let us go after defeating us as a statement. A statement that we cannot beat him or at the very least, his suit," Rau said smoothly. That statement had the intended effect, as the council was once more in an uproar, though this time with indignation as well.

Siegel frowned but seeing the situation chose not to say a word. Somehow he just knew something wasn't right here, that somehow it wasn't as Rau said. However, with no solid proof there was nothing he could say, and right now he found himself wishing he could know more. Maybe then, things wouldn't be going the way they were. As much as he thought of Patrick as a good friend...he knew how much his friend had changed in the last year, and frankly, he was afraid of what Patrick might do if he became Chairman.

Rau entered his private room, at long last, the meeting was over. However, just as he entered, his body registered an intense pain while feeling suffocated as well. Rau clutches his chest in pain, as he stumbled towards his work desk, trying to reach the drawer knobs to find his medicine.

After frantically searching in pain, he finally found his small case of capsules, quickly opening the lid and shaking the case, a few capsules came out. Once they were in his hand, he quickly put them inside his mouth and swallowed.

Rau gasped for air for a few moments, before the medicine took effect. His pain ceased, and Rau lets out a sigh of relief after the pain had subsided. He planned to take a few moments to rest after a shower, but something interrupted him.

"What a horrible condition you have. I couldn't imagine having to take such ghastly things just to live," came a voice seemingly from nowhere.

"Your concern is appreciated," Rau said sarcastically. "I assume you were watching the council meeting as well?"

"Of course. I must say, the Earth Forces truly must be desperate to create weapons they can't even use properly," the voice chuckled cruelly as he added, "Like watching a trapped animal fight to escape, even if it means gnawing its own limb off."

That earned a small chuckle from Rau. Allowing himself a moment of mirth, Rau quickly went down to business. "Your thoughts on them?"

"The toy called the Strike is no issue. If push comes to shove, eliminating it and its pilot shouldn't be too difficult," the voice said. "That white suit, however…"

Rau quirked an eyebrow under his mask when he heard the tone. This was the first time he'd heard his associate actually sound angry. Normally he was almost whimsical in his talking. "Oh? Do you believe that suit will be a threat to our plans?"

The voice paused for a moment. "No. A single mobile suit should not be a problem at all. Toys like those can be broken easily enough," he said. "However, I won't deny seeing it has me...apprehensive. I believe it would be in our best interest that it be destroyed as soon as possible."

"I see…" Rau mused. He didn't fully understand, but...in the end, he decided it did not matter. He was planning to shoot down that suit anyway, and his associated just gave him more reason to do so. "As for our puppets?"

"Already taken care of," the voice reassured.

Rau nodded, smirking slightly. Everything was going as planned so far. Picking up a glass and pouring himself some wine, he lifted it in a toast...facing a nearby screen. "To the end of humanity."

"And the end of the world," the voice laughed.

Asher just stared at what he was seeing. "Hey...am I the only one seeing this?!" he asked in bewilderment. "There's an entire continent floating in space!"

Kira, on the other hand, knew exactly where they were. Only one place could have this. "Junius Seven…" he gasped.

Asher for his part gulped a bit. It was one thing to say they were gonna 'raid' a few ships. It was another to know they found what was left of an entire colony. He'd read the data. 243,721 people died here, all because some morons thought it was a good idea to go fire a nuke. This entire mess of a war was started here all because of some stupid racist ideas.

At any rate, they began...exploring the place, and to say it was unnerving, was an understatement. They hadn't been in here for an hour, and already Asher was sure he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight after the last dozen or so doors they opened revealed one or more of the victims of the attack, their bodies floating in perfect condition, their expressions the very same ones they had when they died, some even hold their gun reverse signifying that they go suicides before running out of oxygen. Not even children and infants had been spared by this atrocity, and frankly, it made him sick to his stomach.

"I can't believe someone would do this," Asher whispered himself. He'd read the files. This place was just an agricultural and farming colony. It wasn't a threat to anyone, but to think someone actually fired a nuke at it...it really was a look into how horrible some humans could be. His thoughts were cut short when he received a message that everyone was to return to the ship. Probably so they could start gathering supplies….dang, that thought made him feel dirty knowing they were going to do it here.

"The water over there? Are you serious?!" Kira asked, almost sounding angry. Needless to say, he was against the idea of collecting supplies from this place. A ship was one thing. An entire colony was another.

"There's close to a hundred million tons of water frozen over on it," Natarle said, her tone flat. That caused Asher to inwardly sigh. Sure it was the logical thing to do, heck, the fact still remained if they didn't do it, they'd run out of supplies in a day at most. But he really wished she'd have said it less...coldly.

"But you saw it for yourself, didn't you, Ms. Natarle?!" Kira argued. "That PLANT is where hundreds of thousands of people lost their lives! And yet…"

At this point, Asher decided to speak up. "It's not like we're doing this for fun or because it was an easy pickup," he sighed. "Kira, I don't think I can stress enough how much we NEED those supplies, especially water. This is pretty much our last life line…"

Murrue nodded in agreement. "This is the only water we've been able to find…"

"No one is jumping for joy," Mu added. "Nobody is shouting 'Hooray! We found water!'"

Kira couldn't argue with that.

"Well...if we're gonna do this, I say the least we can do is pay our respects first," Asher added. "That won't be a problem, right?"

"Not at all," Murrue nodded in consent.

(insert: An Endless Tail, OST Digimon Frontier)

The next order was for the entire ship, and it was one order everyone was happy to follow. Everyone had gathered a large amount of paper and were now busy making origami flowers, as many as they could.

Asher smiled slightly as he watched everyone work, while he himself was working on a few of the flowers as well. It was an oddly heartwarming sight, seeing everyone helping to pay respects to the dead. However, looking at his flower, he thought about it and had another idea. Maybe the others wouldn't understand it, but he felt it was his own way of sending off the people who died and wishing them peace in the afterlife. It wasn't long before they had a large pile of flowers. Once he put the last of the flowers he made in the pile, Asher decided to start working on his own piece.

Going back to his room, Asher took a large piece of paper, and begin to draw something on it. Using a broken rod he picked up, he quickly fashioned the two into a makeshift flag of sorts and tied it up so that it would be easy to move around. Quickly putting on a space suit and fastening the makeshift flag on his back, he made his way out, just as Miriallia was about to spread the flowers. Stepping into position, he placed his right arm across his chest like everyone else and lowered his head in a sign of respect as Miriallia let the flowers fly. Eventually, the small memorial was over, and Asher decided now was a good time as any to place his addition. However, his actions didn't go completely unnoticed.

"Asher? Where is he going?" Kira blinked when he noticed Asher slink away. Seeing as everyone else was busy heading back to the Archangel he decided to follow after Asher. He went through a few corners before he found Asher standing on a small plot of land floating by itself, but with a view of space. He arrived just as Asher planted a rod wrapped in paper, and untied it, revealing the paper made to look like a flag of some kind, with 8 symbols he didn't recognize. He watched as Asher backed away, and bowed slightly, his arm across his chest, in a show of respect.

"Asher?" Kira asked as he got closer.

"Huh? Oh, Kira," Asher blinked, having not expected to have been followed. "I guess you saw that, huh?"

Kira nodded, before looking towards the 'flag' in a silent request for an explanation.

"Oh, those? Those came from a...story I was told when I was little. The story may have sounded like something out a fantasy story, but I always did like what those Crests represented," he said, inwardly wincing at his own words towards his favorite series. But it seemed Digimon didn't exist here (or if it did, it either wasn't popular or it was lost in the years), so with that in mind, he decided it was safer if he didn't tell Kira what it really was.

"Those Crests?" Kira blinked. They sure sounded important now. That and he had to admit, he was kinda curious.

"The story was pretty simple, a 'save the world' kind of story. But those Crests were supposed to be the symbols of 8 virtues that could bring peace to the world," Asher said, before pointing at the flag. "Courage," he pointed at the symbol that resembled of a sun. "Friendship," he pointed at the symbol that seemed like a circular blade. "Knowledge," he pointed at the two circles joined together. "Love," he pointed at the heart-shaped symbol. "Sincerity," he pointed at the symbol that looked like a droplet. "Reliability," he pointed at the symbol that looked like a cross. "Hope," He pointed at the symbol that had an angelic look to it. "And Light," he pointed to the crystal like symbol. "When all 8 Crests shone together, a miracle would happen, the darkness would be swept away, and the world would be lead to peace," Asher said. "I guess you could say it was my way of wishing the souls of everyone who died here to have peace in the next life."

Kira nodded in understanding. It was a good gesture on Asher's part and had to admit, he liked the idea of the war ending because of virtues like that. "We'd better get back to the Archangel. We should start gathering the supplies soon," Kira said.

"Roger that, captain," Asher said with a mock salute, Kira cracking a small smile at the joke.

(theme end)

The supply gathering was going smoothly, as all over the remains of Junius Seven, teams were gathering supplies and harvesting ice to be used in their water supply. Asher himself had a small smile as he saw the chunks of ice come in. "With this, our water issues are over," he nodded. He still felt a bit dirty about doing this, but after a week of seeing how bad their water supplies were...this was very uplifting.

Meanwhile, out deeper in the colony, Kira was flying the Strike, scanning for any more points they could gather from. However, what he found was something different. "Huh?" he blinked as he zoomed in on something. "A civilian ship? It must've been sunk," he said as the ship was in ruins, and judging by the look of it, it was sunk pretty soon. He was about to take a closer look before a Ginn came up from behind the ship. Gasping, he quickly ducked the Strike behind some debris, out of sight of the Ginn.

The Ginn seemed to be searching for something judging by its movements. Understandable, as he recognized it as a reconnaissance type Ginn. "If it finds the Archangel and reports back, we're finished," Kira said as he initiated the targeting system, taking aim from behind the debris. "Go! Go away!" Kira muttered as his computer locked on to the Ginn. All it would take now is a press of the trigger, and he'd blow the Ginn to pieces. Something he really didn't want to do.

"If you don't want to kill, watch your aim, bud!" came a voice from his communicator.

Kira's eyes widened as he actually looked around, looking for the voice, his computers weren't picking up any transmissions, so where had that voice come from. However, before he could look further into it, the Ginn looked like it was about to move away. Unfortunately, before he could sigh in relief, it spotted one of the worker pods and started heading towards it, rifle aimed.

"Idiot! Why did you have to notice!" Kira shouted as he took aim again. But once again he hesitated.

"If you want to help them, you'd better pull the trigger soon!" the voice came back before it paused. "No wonder you're so afraid. This targeting system is clunky as heck!" it said, just as the Ginn started opening fire.

Kira gritted his teeth, the voice the last thing on his mind. It was now or never.

"Ah mou! Let me do the aiming!" the voice said, just as Kira was about to pull the trigger. Outside, the Strike's eyes flashed, before its rifle moved...a little to the left. The beam fired, and destroyed the rifle and the arm holding it. The Ginn seemed to stagger, before turning its sights towards the Strike.

"One more time!" The voice said, just as Kira was about to pull the trigger again in the heat of the moment. Once again the Strike shifted, aiming a bit more upward than Kira initially had aimed.

"Fire in the hole!" the voice said...sounding a bit too excited. The Ginn's head was promptly blown off, destroying the main camera. With its weapon and main camera gone, as well as the force of the explosion, the Ginn floated near-helplessly, its propulsions systems sputtering as its systems malfunctioned. It wasn't long before it was out of sight.

Kira let out a sigh of relief at the sight. However, his thoughts quickly went back to the voice he heard. "What was that? That voice?"

"That would be me!" the voice came back again. "You're welcome by the way, bud."

"Eh?!" Kira gasped, not expecting an actual reaction. Honestly, he thought the stress was getting to him or something. "Wh-who are you?"

"I'd tell you, but this place isn't the best place for that. Sides, don't you have some friends you should be worrying about?" the voice said before the line went dead.

Kira was about to try to find out more...before he received a distress call. Searching for the source, he found what it was. "A lifepod?"

"Hey Kira, remember what I said?" Asher chuckled, nudging Kira a bit with his elbow. "Looks like you saved another one, hero," he said, referring to the lifepod now inside the hangar.

"You really enjoy bringing back things that others left behind," Natarle commented from the side.

"A real ray of sunshine, isn't she?" Asher whispered sarcastically, earning a few stifled giggles from the assembled teens. Even Kira cracked a small smile at that, though he tried hard to hide it. Fortunately, Natarle didn't seem to notice.

"I'm opening it," Murdoch said as he pressed a few keys on the device he had in hand, one that was connected to the pod by several cables. At his words, several soldiers had their weapons trained on the pod, just in case the person inside proved to be hostile.

The pod opened with a hiss, revealing only darkness. Then…

"Haro. Haro," came a voice as a small pink robot shaped like a ball came out, propelled by what appeared to be flapping 'wings' from its sides. "Haro. Lacus. Haro," it said as it continued to fly through their midst, before stopping as Asher caught it. "Haro."

"Okay...that was unexpected. Cute, but unexpected," Asher blinked.

"Thank you. I appreciate your assistance," came another voice, as from the pod a beautiful young woman with long pink hair dressed in an elegant dress floated out. How pretty was she? It was safe to say all single teenagers were quite unable to take their eyes off of her. Heck, if it weren't for the fact it was rude, he'd probably have wolf whistled right about now.

To be continue...

Phew, finally done for this chapter.

It's almost like a canon I think but we're not following 100%, rather than a story that OC is a pilot known to the Archangel crew, we decided it's better to keep the identity of Omni Gundam as an mystery for now. (Well, Asher is a son of a detective and a director manager of International Gunpla Battle Official Referee.)

I wonder who are the ones that talk to Rau and Kira, hm...I just don't know yet. (I lied)

Btw remember that why I can't tag 3 different crossover? Well, next chapter will reveal why.

I'll see you all later, cheers!