A/N: It's hard to believe, but this is the last chapter of the story I wrote 2 years ago. Hopefully I'll be writing more and even better. Keep your eyes peeled on my profile as you never know when a new story might just pop out of nowhere. It's been so great getting your feedback and finally getting to put up the rest of this story. To any of my readers out there who aspire to be great authors, I encourage you to do the best you possibly can and never give up trying on anything you do, be it writing or finding your place in this strange world. A giant thanks to Kami-Crimson, Inukag44, Vitanie Tora, and HevenSentHellBroke for the overwhelmingly uplifting reviews you left me to read over the last few months while I worked through some really busy times. And, above all, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all you moms and future moms out there. You are what make the world go round. Love to all, and, for the last time, I hope you enjoy part 21.

Part 21

Duo had forgotten all about his brother for those years after his training with the scientist. He'd forgotten all about his brother's attempt to steal the Gundam a few days before operation meteor started. He'd forgotten the fact that he wasn't an only child. He'd forgotten how hard it was to stop being Corey Maxwell and to become Duo Maxwell. And he'd forgotten that his brother had run away a few weeks after Corey became him.

The truth was that Duo had wanted to forget because those were the worst years of his life; the day he'd lost his brother had been…hard if nothing else. He'd tried so hard to help his brother, Duo…yet he'd had to let him go, and now he was back. Duo had been poked and prodded ever since the encounter with his brother by his friends about…the truth. They weren't even sure what to call him anymore. He tried to tell them that he was in all actuality Duo now, that he'd stopped being Corey all those years ago. And Duo didn't understand why they were so mad at him for lying, they all did it…they had no choice. Trowa didn't know who he was either.

"There's going to be an Oz meeting on this colony." Quatre pointed to a location on his star map.

"Neero will be there." Duo said.

"What makes you so sure?" Trowa asked.

"He's the leader of Oz," Duo explained, "And that means…he has to be killed."

"Duo, you don't have to come along on this mission." Quatre offered.

"No, I'm going alone, he's my brother and my responsibility." Duo said solemnly.

"You won't be able to kill him." Heero told him.

"Why not?" Duo asked, but Heero didn't reply.

"You can go alone if you need to." Heero said finally. "We'll stay here, after all this may be a false alarm to get us to go there."

"Oz isn't THAT good at planning ahead." Quatre stated.

"Mmmm," Heero agreed, "But we don't know how Neero thinks."

"I do." Duo sighed, "I'm the only one who ever paid attention to those details about him."

"And?" Trowa asked.

"He always thinks ahead." Duo shrugged, "…always."

"Then we should definitely remain here and wait for word of anything else going on, Duo…you'll be on your own." Quatre said.

"I know," Duo said cheerfully, "But I can do it."

"Fellow Oz members, we need a plan!" A man on a podium at the front of the very large auditorium was saying, "Our last failed because those idiotic Gundam Pilots couldn't keep to their own business!"

Duo was standing on a balcony near the center of the room, but the booming voice of the man still rung loudly in his ears.

"Hello, Corey." Came a voice from behind him.

Duo turned around and frantically tried not to fall off the balcony in surprise.

Neero came and stood next to him, looking down at the man giving the long speech. "Sw'i is a very persuasive man, I'm sure he'll find a good plan."

Duo stared at him.

"I'm surprised that you got in, Corey. Though I guess you Gundam Pilots are very skilled people. What brings you here?" Neero gave him a very toothy grin. "You're here to kill me aren't you? Well go ahead it won't do you any good."

"Why do you say that?" Duo asked.

"Because I know you very well, brother." Neero answered sadly.

"That doesn't sound like something you'd say, bro." Duo responded.

"True, I've changed. Commanding Oz forces does that to you, now if you don't mind let's get this over with before I bring in my troops

to kill you." Neero glared at him icily.

"You're not gonna fight for your life?" Duo was a little disappointed.

"No." Neero replied, "You know you've changed too. It wasn't too long ago that you'd have given anything to join the rebels."

"I never wanted to join Oz, Duo." Duo said icily.

"I remember when you did, I'm sure our foster families would be so proud of you." Neero looked at him. "Well go ahead."

Shakily Duo tried to kill him, but, Heero was right, he couldn't do it. And then accidentally he dropped the gun, and it went off. No one

down below appeared to hear the noise it created, and Neero seemed very pleased that it hadn't missed him.

But he was…laughing?

"Corey," He said, "This isn't the end; I will be back."

Duo turned around, he hadn't meant to do that. But his brother was not breathing, he'd checked. Duo Maxwell was dead, and Corey

Maxwell was free to continue with his assumed identity…he was free to be his brother. And, though the war was not over, nothing stood

in his way.